Chapter Forty-Eight: Your Grandfather Is Not Strong
"What's so strange about this, to put it bluntly, it's accumulation."
After disposing of the group of red-eyed rabbits, Zaba came over, and when he saw several people looking at him together, he said seriously:
"Although the Han people have undergone many changes of dynasty, their civilization has never been broken, and the accumulation of civilization for thousands of years will have a steady stream of geniuses born in the sky."
"The prairie is not the same, one clan rises and the other dies, and has been living in war and ignorance, how can it be accumulated?"
Everyone was silent, and for a long time, Siqin said seriously:
"Therefore, we must work together to make Chunfen strong, dominate the Kazan steppe, and insert the golden dragon banner of the Pora Jin family into the ice-topped fairy palace of Kola Mountain again!"
"Only by avoiding strife will the prairie become stronger, inherit it endlessly, and eventually become a civilization!"
A game of skills, the man knocked over the remaining fifteen people by himself, Bu Rigude and the others sighed and rubbed their eyes, the man is an animal, the strength and speed and the moves are not strong, this is better than a fart!
"Don't worry, the next one is archery, I've never seen a man use a bow and arrow, and the chances are still great!"
The referee saw more than ten people squatting on the ground and sighing, so he came over to comfort a few words, although Baturu's name is not expected, but the second Baturu and the third Baturu can still fight.
"Archery?"
The originally frustrated Burigud raised his brows sharply, and then laughed, the front was so miserable that he forgot that he still had this craft!
"Burigud, it's up to you, how can this last item be covered by the man, if he is allowed to be top-notch, we will not have the face to see people in the future!"
"That's it, the man is too lacking in morality, he doesn't have the slightest chance, how can I let him know that we are powerful!"
"Don't worry, nothing else can compare, archery is 100% sure!"
Burigude grinned, and everyone also had some confidence, after all, his family was inherited there, and the title of Chunfen's first marksman was not blown out!
"Brother Han, Brother Han!"
The man was holding Tara's hand crookedly, and Burigud walked over with everyone happy.
"Oh, this is all a rabbit, and his eyes are red and red!"
Seeing that everyone's eyes were red, the man laughed without conscience, and as a result, fifteen people laughed out loud in unison, but he and Tara were stunned, what's the matter, I can't afford to lose, I'm crazy about gain and loss?!
"Brother Hanzi, I admit that you are infinitely powerful, unrivaled in fist and foot kung fu, and unparalleled in marksmanship, but in terms of archery, you are definitely not as good as me!"
Burigud held his head high and said proudly.
"So confident?"
The man raised his eyebrows, and Burigude nodded vigorously, adding three points to his arrogance:
"Along the way, you and I are like eagles spreading their wings in the sky and crawling snakes and rats underground, there is a world of difference, and it is not a level at all!"
The man was furious, and with a wave of his long arm, he pinched his neck and pulled Burigude over, and raised his hand to punch the belly tablets, and the painful Burigude cried and called his mother.
The young shepherds immediately retreated a few feet, this is the ability to beat their wives, and the posture is called a skillful!
Fifty steps before the target, Burigude grinned and rubbed the indecent, cherished the slick bow arm, bent the bow and arrow, the expression on his face immediately changed, the usual hippie smile disappeared, only infinite self-confidence!
"Aggressive~"
Shoot arrow after arrow, arrow after arrow, find a path that is not bad for half a point, accurately target, twelve arrows, twelve bullseyes!
"Marksman, marksman!"
The cheers on the side came one after another, and such a shooting art can be called a miracle.
"Man, wait a minute, don't release the water, but let's ravage Xiaobu, a pony cub who hasn't grown all the hair, and let him know what a peerless master is!"
Tara was dissatisfied, put her hands to her mouth and shouted loudly, the crowd of onlookers were shocked, although the original Tara had a bad temper, but there was still a number of courtesies.
How did you enter the door of the man's house and become like this?!
"What are you looking at, haven't you seen a beautiful woman?"
Tara glared at everyone fiercely and continued
Shout loudly:
"Now that you have used your whole body, you will kill the calf of Xiaobu alive!"
The man waved his hand and made a reassuring gesture, snatched the three-stone big bow from Burigud's hand, and shouted loudly with both arms:
"Open~!"
"Don't~~!"
Only then did Burigud, who had been robbed of his weapon, react and shouted in horror.
"Boom~!"
Siqin and the others covered their faces and couldn't bear to look at them directly, and as expected, the three stone heavy bows immediately broke into two sections.
"What is this, why does it break when you pull it?"
The man grinned, and Burigud snatched the bow, hugged it in his arms and cried:
"Grandpa, why did you go like this, you haven't seen me marry a wife and have children!"
「...... Little Bumo is not stupid, how can he call the bow as a grandfather?"
The man was a little confused, Siqin rubbed his face with both hands, walked over and said with a wry smile:
"This extremely accurate three-stone heavy bow can't be made by us steppe people."
"Xiao Bu's grandfather was the personal guard of the famous Han general, and his good archery skills were very popular with the general, and when his grandfather retired and returned, he specially spent a huge amount of money to ask someone to make this bow as a parting gift, which was the first treasure bow of the Chunfen tribe."
"As far as Xiaobu is concerned, this bow is equivalent to his grandfather."
The man scratched his head, stretched out his hand and patted the head of Burigud, who was howling in his throat, and said comfortingly:
"I really didn't expect your grandfather to be so tired, and it broke with a light tug, it's too unsturdy!"
"Don't cry, catch up with Ming to use bison horns to make a grandfather with you, twenty stones, one will be strong!"
Xiaobu was stunned for a moment, and then cried louder, Siqin covered his face, grandma is a bear, twenty stones, I'm afraid it's not an iron flat burden!
After all, for the grassland people, riding and archery is the basic skill of their own survival, if it is bad, it will kill you!
"Bow here!"
The man was the last to play, stretched out his right hand, and roared with high spirits.
「......」
Several referees trembled lightly and did not speak for a long time.
"Bow that, there's no bow for someone to shoot a fart!"
The man beckoned, and the referee grinned and shook his head:
"Not really, it's all with your own bow."
"What should this be?"
The man was dumbfounded, the referee spread his hands, who knows what to do, don't think about borrowing, the contestants run far away, no one dares to borrow, just the power of this one, pinching can also be crushed!
Scratching his head and looking around, and seeing the spears on the weapon rack, the man's eyes lit up immediately, and he strode over and took twelve, and said happily:
"Anyway, it's okay to hit the target, so use a spear to count, right?"
The referee looked at Siqin and nodded:
"Yes, but compared to bows and arrows, the accuracy of throwing spears is far from the same."
"Nonsense, I blame you, I don't even deserve a strong bow, it's better than a ball!"
The man glared fiercely, aimed at the target fifty paces away, and threw the spear in his hand with all his might.
"Bang Bang Bang~!"
The target bar shook violently, and a large hole was shot in the center, and spears fished out of a hole.