The nomadic tribes outside the Saiwai are very respectful of the spirit of the samurai, and they are more particular than the people in the Guannai.

Whether it is a fight or a battle before the battle, it is generally called the opponent to the battle, and then the winner is determined by fighting alone.

Saying that, Linghu Po and Batuo begged, the two drew their swords and confronted each other for a moment, and the Turkic warrior screamed and pounced on him, his face hideous, and his eyes widened.

While watching the lively women, they couldn't help but lose their faces, and covered their faces and exclaimed.

Many Han people in Guannai were secretly anxious for their fellow people.

Ling Hupo couldn't help but say, and also flew up.

has fought hand-to-hand with the wolves, and can be regarded as a warrior who has come over in the bloody rain, where will he see the Turkic man in front of him.

The two collided together, the sword light rose and fell, and the sound of clanging was endless.

The crowd of onlookers was dizzy, all holding their breath, everyone was admiring this big Han baby, it was really not simple.

This Turkic warrior has fierce moves, but the young man on his side is also a hero.

The two sides come and go, and in the desperate struggle between swords and swords, the vast majority of people are laymen watching the excitement.

Wow, wonderful!

But the insiders look at the doorway.

The three Turkic warriors who were watching the battle on the side gradually frowned.

They are no better than the ordinary people who watch the excitement next to them, they are all veterans who are used to fighting tough battles.

Looking at the two people who were fighting for life and death in the field, he knew that his companion Batuo was not good.

The Han man on the other side was young but strong, and he had extremely rich experience in martial arts, which was extremely inappropriate for his age.

The Han man seemed to be teasing his opponent, and his defensive pace seemed very relaxed.

On the other hand, Batuo beggar appeared to move stiffly and heavily, and his breathing began to be muddy and uneven.

If you continue to fight like this, it won't take a few rounds, and Batuo will be out of strength.

But this is an invitation duel in plain sight, and they can't intervene either.

Linghupo actually felt the same way.

After several rounds of fighting, he found that this Turkic warrior had rough sword skills, strong brute force and poor skill, strong in attack and weak in defense.

The fencing and martial arts that Linghu Po learned in his previous life achieved both offense and defense, and his strong arm strength benefited from the physical strength of the original owner.

Therefore, after ten moves from the two sides, he easily found the flaws of the other party.

After a few more turns, accompanied by a loud shout from Linghu Po, the hunting knife was like a long sword and a close stab, as fast as lightning.

"When..."

The two knives exchanged blows, and sparks flew everywhere.

Exhausted, the blade of the knife was pulled away, but the hilt and elbow struck him in the ribs, and he took three steps back, and fell to the ground with his buttocks.

The waist knife clattered to the ground, and the front door was wide open.

Not allowing him to have a second reaction, Ling Hupo stepped forward with an arrow, and stretched out a knife that had been placed on his neck.

"Kill him, kill him!" The people around shouted loudly.

Ling Hupo is calm, he shows generosity, and the duel point is over.

He sheathed his knife and took two steps back to stand.

If this is in a no-man's land, the knife would have slashed at the opponent's neck just now, but in your own market, you have to show a friendly attitude of ownership.

"You've lost, bring the treasure knife!" Ling Hupo sneered and stretched out his hand.

Batuo's face was like earth, and he looked very ashamed and unwilling.

"Wait!"

Seeing Batuo slowly unsheath his waist, another Turk in his thirties stepped forward.

His name was Jebe, and he was also a Turkic warrior.

"Let's play again!"

"You've already lost, what do you want to compete again?" Linghu Po scoffed.

He doesn't have any idle heart, and he is constantly tossing around.

This is not a fun thing, not only will it be a trick, but it will also touch the fragile relationship between the two countries, cause trouble, and you can't eat and walk around.

"You claim to hunt wolves, and you're obviously proficient in archery, so we're going to compete with arrows this time!"

The knife technique pays attention to tricks, and you can use your strength to fight, but opening the bow and shooting arrows is a real kung fu, which is piled up by the number of shots accumulated over time.

There are many comprehensive factors that affect the effectiveness of archery, such as arm strength, breathing, wind direction measurement, and on-the-spot experience.

It is not easy for a baby to open an iron bow into a full bow, and how much time does it add up to practice every day?

Therefore, the odds are better than that of a bow and arrow.

"Than an arrow?"

Ling Hupo snorted coldly, and secretly thought in his heart, you want to show off your foreign appearance, no wonder I am the master.

He said dismissively: "What lottery are you betting on this time?" ”

"The rule of the competition is that if you lose, you can't ask for his sword except for this wolf robe!"

"But if you lose, will you give me your bow?" Ling Hupo sneered and sneered.

"I don't bet on the bow!"

Jebel is good at archery, and that bow is naturally an ancestral treasure bow.

He was cautious, took out a large ingot of gold from his bosom, and said, "If I lose, this gold is yours!" ”

The crowd around let out a scream.

This ingot of gold is afraid that it will be no less than ten taels, and when converted into silver, it is more than one hundred taels, enough for a family of five to live for six or seven years.

"I don't want gold, I want your war horse!" Linghu Po pointed to the big black horse next to him.

Jebel looked back at his big black treasure horse, gritted his teeth and agreed.

He's confident in himself and it's unlikely that he will lose this game.

Linghu Po was secretly happy in his heart, he was in need of a horse, and someone sent it to the door, which was providential.

"How to bet, there are a lot of people here, it's not easy to perform, let's find an open place, and I don't have a bow and arrow." Linghu Po was very excited, he wanted to get the war horse so much.

"Give him a bow and arrows!"

Jebe tilted his head, and a Turkic warrior handed the iron bow and quiver on his horseback to Linghu Po.

Ling Hupo took the quiver, tied it around his waist very skillfully, and drew the arrow quickly to see if the position was smooth.

He took the big iron bow again, carefully examined the bow and the bowstring, and secretly admired that it was a good bow.

On the grassland outside the Saiwai, the craftsmanship of making bows and arrows is higher than that of the Central Plains, except for the bow body, mainly on the bowstring.

Their bowstrings are made of deer intestines and calf hide, etc., and the key is the recipe process, which is a secret recipe.

Stretched out the bow and tried, well, the standard three-stone bow.

Jebe took out a handful of copper coins from his arms and said to Linghu:

"There are ten copper coins here, let's find someone to throw them into the air, whoever shoots the money Kongduo will win, how about it?"

Ling Hupo took a look at it and said happily: "This method is novel, okay, let's do it." ”

"That guy would come out and help throw the copper coins?" Jebe looked at the crowd around him and asked for volunteers.

But the onlookers all bowed their heads and remained silent.

These people, don't look at the chatter below them, but they don't have much courage.

Look at the excitement and coaxing, it's not a big deal, but if you really want them to be the first bird, it's too late to hide from this kind of thing, who dares to recommend themselves.

It's all the bad nature of some people.

Seeing this, Ling Hupo waved his hand and said to Zhebei: "Don't bother with that god, just let your companion throw it, so that you won't be convinced if you lose!" ”

This tone seems to be giving a lot of money to the other party.