"This king is the first to ......" Zhao Ta glanced at the arrow in his hand, he was holding a white feather arrow.

"Lord Wang, please!" Duan Yichang held a black arrow dyed with ink.

Zhao Ta nodded, pinched an arrow and looked at the copper kettle in front of him, the skill of this pitching pot is not too surprising, it is probably the same as the dart board of later generations, pinching the arrow body and shooting at the target, testing the accuracy of eyesight and the control of wrist strength.

Zhao Ta's forearm moved, his wrist was slightly forced, and the white feather arrow was thrown.

The rule of this flying flower pitcher is that two people throw together, and they can knock off the feather arrows thrown by the other party, so that the opponent's arrows are useless.

But Duan Yichang didn't do it immediately, on the one hand, it was etiquette, and on the other hand, he also wanted to see how good Zhao Ta was at throwing pots, after all, pitching pots and archery were different.

Even if this thing doesn't have martial arts, as long as it's familiar, it won't look too ugly, and as for those who are good at hidden weapons, they can almost hit every shot.

Duan Yichang didn't know the level of Zhao Ta's pitching pot, as for martial arts, he didn't think Zhao Ta had it, but in addition to the level and martial arts, there was also a little bit of luck, so he changed the rules of ordinary pitching and named it Feihua Pitcher, which could shoot off the opponent's arrows.

In this way, he can control the overall situation, it is impossible to lose, and winning will pretend that it is very difficult to win, so as not to make Zhao Ta's face too ugly.

He felt that his plan was perfect, and he had a feeling of genius, and he became more and more calm and idle.

Zhao Ta's arrow was thrown, there was no trick, just pinching the arrow and throwing it into the copper kettle, which was the most common pitching pot.

In fact, there are a lot of things to play with the pitcher, and the blind throwing and back throwing are just rules, and in the throwing process, you can actually play some tricks like Keju.

The simple rhinoceros Mochizuki, the whip is broken, the difficult Kuixing kick fight, and the upside-down golden hook can all be used, but the accuracy will be greatly lost.

Zhao Ta didn't have a trick, just threw it simply, and watched the arrow draw a semicircular arc in mid-air, and then fell straight into the copper kettle.

"The prince is clever." Duan Yichang said with a smile on the side, he already knew in his heart that although Zhao Ta couldn't shoot arrows, the level of this pitcher was very high.

But if it weren't for the usual drinking and banquet orders, where would there be such a high level? The wine hurts the body, the plaything is demoralized, what can be the high level of this kind of game? Duan Yichang couldn't help but despise this Qi King a little in his heart.

"Lord Wang, I'm going to make a move too!" After saying this, Duan Yichang picked up the inky black feather arrow and posed, and threw it forward.

This time it was nine out of ten, it was impossible to miss, Duan Yichang had even pinched two more arrows in his hand, and when Zhao Ta threw them again, he knocked them down.

But at this moment, Zhao Ta suddenly raised his arm, and the second arrow was thrown out unexpectedly, and he said, "Prince Duan, slow down!" ”

This white feather arrow was extremely fast, and it didn't look like it was going to be thrown into the copper kettle at all, but it was going towards Duan Yichang's black arrow.

Duan Yichang was stunned for a moment, but saw that his arrow had already reached the edge of the copper kettle, and was about to fall into it, but it was blown away by this white feather arrow in a blink of an eye.

"Prince Duan, this flying flower pitcher is really fun." Zhao Ta said with a smile: "This game will definitely be promoted, and such an interesting wine order will definitely prevail in Tokyo." ”

Duan Yichang was shocked, what was going on? Why was the other party able to shoot down his own arrows, could it be that the skill of this Qi King throwing pot had reached such a superb level?

No, no, the skill of throwing a pot and shooting down arrows are two different things, and they cannot be generalized at all.

Could it be a coincidence? But even if it happened to happen, where did King Qi get such a big hand?

Duan Yichang gritted his teeth, and threw another ink feather arrow, Zhao Ta saw him shoot, and the white feather arrow was thrown again.

The last one came first, and knocked out Duan Yichang's second ink arrow with a "snap".

Duan Yichang pursed his lips, and the three ink feather arrows were thrown into the pot together, he didn't believe that even if Zhao Ta had superb skills and strong wrist strength, even if he was lucky, he could still stop him from throwing three arrows together?

What's more, he just threw normally before, and didn't use hidden weapon techniques.

This time, the three arrows came out together, but it was a three-star secret weapon to catch the moon, and the speed was more than twice as fast as before, not a throw, but a straight shot into the copper kettle.

He didn't believe that Zhao Ta could still stop it!

Zhao Ta smiled, and with a wave of his hand, another arrow was thrown, or an arrow.

This arrow was the last to come first, the speed was extremely fast, and it stopped directly above the copper kettle, and Duan Yichang's three ink arrows flew out one after another through this stop, hitting the ground on the pillar, and none of them could enter the pot.

Duan Yichang's face changed dramatically in an instant, and the remaining five ink arrows in his hand quickly struck, but this time he didn't care about it, and used all the means he could use, but he wanted to throw them into the pot.

Zhao Ta laughed, and several arrows in his hand were also raised at the same time, only to hear the sound of "clanging" continuously, but in an instant, the five black arrows were shot out again.

At this moment, Yi Chang only felt that his hands and feet were cold, he was fooled, he was fooled, this King of Qi actually knew martial arts!

This Qi king will be martial! If you can't do it, you can't shoot down so many arrows at once, and ordinary people, even if they have accurate eyesight and dexterity, they will definitely not shoot down five arrows at once!

Zhao Ta looked at him and shook his head and said, "Let Prince Duan smile, this king has nothing else, only his hands are familiar." ”

Familiar?! Duan Yichang almost spurted out a mouthful of blood when he heard this, how long do you want to deceive me?

He gritted his teeth at this moment and said loudly: "Lord Wang, I lost this game, I just drink!" ”

He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp, and then his face turned red, his eyes were a little red, and he said: "The prince's methods are clever, Yi Chang thinks it's better to put the remaining nine games together to compete, and if you lose, drink all the wine!" ”

Zhao Ta frowned and said, "Wouldn't this be the loser who has to drink nine cups in a row, and also promise the other party to do one thing?" ”

Duan Yi said: "Lord Wang, that's exactly the case. ”

Zhao Ta said: "Drink nine cups in a row, won't you get drunk?" This king looks at it and takes his time. ”

Duan Yichang's heart seemed to have grass growing at the moment, where could he wait for half a minute, and said eagerly: "Lord Wang, this wine is weak, it won't be intoxicating, even if you drink a dozen glasses, it's fine." ”

Zhao Ta said: "Prince Duan is serious? ”

Duan Yi said: "In front of the prince, there is no joke! ”

Zhao Ta pondered: "This flying flower pitcher was proposed by Prince Duan, and the rules are also set by you, since you think it is better to put it together now, then put it together, this king is not afraid of a large amount of alcohol, but if Prince Duan loses and gets drunk, don't blame this king for not reminding." ”

Duan Yichang secretly hated in his heart when he heard this, this King Qi had been pretending to be stupid and playing with himself, and he was actually acting coy at the moment, but even if he really knew martial arts, when the time came, ninety arrows would be shot together, even if he had the skills of a grandmaster, he would definitely not be able to intercept them all!

He said: "How can Yi Chang blame the prince, if he loses, he will be punished." ”

Zhao Ta nodded: "Then according to what Prince Duan said." ”

Duan Yichang sneered in his heart, Dali Duan has a skill, he can hit a variety of identical hidden weapons at one time, if there is a person on the opposite side, the other party can naturally dodge the dodge, but on the opposite side is a copper kettle, how can he not shoot into it?

He glanced at Zhao Ta, and then put his hand on the inky feather arrow on the table, Dali Duan's skill has a name, called Peacock Feather, when he practiced to the extreme, he used Peacock Feather as a secret weapon, even if it was as light as a willow leaf, it could fly out and hurt people!

And among the skills of this peacock feather, there is one of the most powerful techniques, called the peacock to open the screen!

(End of chapter)