In the private club on Riverside Road, there will be a pig-killing roar here every evening. Don't think about it~~ It's just a massage. It is said that after Tianchenfeng convened everyone for a meeting, many people went to the cold weapon club in the city, where they could familiarize themselves with the equipment, and they could also find someone to talk to.

The Cold Weapon Club is not simply selling weapons, but is formed by a large number of cold weapon enthusiasts, among whom there are some martial arts practitioners and masters of weapon use. Everyone was bored with boring weapon adaptation training, but it attracted the attention of many masters, and the ensuing competition boom made the originally deserted club suddenly become popular.

"The kid has a good head!" said a middle-aged man, holding a retro-type ox horn bow in his hand, and the look of appreciation on his face was undisguised. It may be that the repeated training is a bit boring, Dongfang Hong's tone is not good, and he shot an arrow in his hand without looking back, gritted his teeth and said: "It's not bad, this is called a hundred steps through Yang." ”

Dongfang Hong's arrogance made the middle-aged man a little angry, and the look on his face also changed, and then he said mockingly: "A hundred steps through Yang~~ can only shoot those immovable targets!

"Xiao Li, prepare the venue!" The middle-aged man was obviously a frequent visitor here, and he was very familiar with the various facilities and the staff in the club, so he shouted behind him, turned to Dongfang Hong and said, "Let's go to the martial arts arena." The middle-aged man turned his head and walked to the second floor of the club, a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, but Dongfang Hong didn't see it. He followed the middle-aged man over. The people who watched the excitement also hurriedly followed.

The arena is a space of about 100 square meters, with a layer of soft cushions underfoot, which is somewhat similar to a gym. The man who entered the door handed Dongfang Hong a horn bow and a quiver. The arrows in the quiver are indeed a little different, and the part of the arrow is a cloth bag. Inside is a powder of different colors.

The man walked to the other end of the field and stood still, and then the staff added a lot of obstacles between the two of them, similar to low walls, high poles, and tree-shaped barriers, which was to increase the difficulty of the battle between the two sides, and also to better train the agility and accuracy of the archers.

Dongfang Hong's face was a little ugly, as soon as these obstacles were put up, he could see that the other party was obviously a frequent visitor here, and the other party was obviously a master from the position and angle of standing. But now that it is difficult to ride a tiger, Dongfang Hong can only stand in the opposite position after taking a deep breath.

"12 arrows per person, the side with the highest number of hits wins. And vice versa~~" The middle-aged man's voice came from behind the low wall at the other end, and before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Dongfang Hong: "Let's start, uncle~~ It's verbose!" Dongfang Hong rolled over and jumped out from behind the tree, and caught a glimpse of a figure flashing out of the corner of his eye, subconsciously pulling the bow and shooting arrows, and the cloth arrows left a shallow mark on the tree-shaped obstacles.

Another figure flashed between the two obstacles, this time Dongfang Hong did not shoot an arrow, but aimed in the direction of the next obstacle, holding his breath and concentrating on pulling the bow away. Sure enough, a figure swayed~~ Dongfang Hong let go instantly, and the cloth arrow hit the back of the figure with a sound of breaking through the air. The middle-aged man snorted. Hiding behind the pillar and shouting: "The kid is so strong, do you want to dismantle my old bones~~!" Dongfang Hong didn't answer, and quickly moved behind another obstacle under his feet, quietly waiting for the other party to make a sound.

Hurried footsteps rang out. Dongfang Hong immediately flashed out of the obstacle, and fired four arrows in a row in his hand!Bang~~Bang~Bang~ Three arrows roared and crashed into the obstacle, and the last arrow hit the man's calf. At this time, Dongfang Hong had already shot more than half of the number. But the man still didn't shoot a shot.

At the same time, various cold weapon competitions were carried out in other martial arts arenas, and Ouyang Gaofei faced a lean man's crossbow arrows. Yuan Bai's opponent was a young man of the same age, and both of them were wielding daggers. The biggest benefit is Ouyang Tian, a hot and charming girl who competes with him in hand-to-hand combat, more accurately wrestling or jiu-jitsu. Ouyang Tian rubbed his hands and was a little embarrassed, he couldn't do anything in the face of this delicate beauty, and the next thing was a passive hug and fall that was painful and happy. Knowing that his nose was blue, his face was swollen, and his limbs were weak, Ouyang Tian still had a happy expression on his face, and the girl who saw it took a sip with a red face: "It's so big, it's useless." ”

At this time, Dongfang Hong only had the last two arrows in his hand, and there were two more marks on the man's body, but so far there was still no arrow, and I don't know what medicine was sold in the gourd. Dongfang Hong rolled sideways~ Climbed out of the low wall and raised his bow to aim, but did not hear the other party's movement, and then the continuous sound of breaking the air came, and the arrow brought up a puff of dust and hit Dongfang Hong's chest, retreating to the left lower abdomen and thigh was still hit, and a roll on the spot wanted to avoid it, but the man's arrow was like a navigation, and the arrow hit Dongfang Hong with the sound of breaking the air, and suddenly, the arrow rain stopped! The man couldn't walk over and said to Dongfang Hong: "You lost~!" Then he threw the remaining arrows in the quiver in front of Dongfang Hong, and turned to leave.

There were still four cloth arrows left in the man's quiver, and Dongfang Hong had seven marks on his body, and except for one that was dodged by Dongfang Hong on the spot during the continuous firing, the other arrows were accurately hit. Looking at the seven marks on his body, there were only two arrows left in the quiver. Dongfang Hong sighed and shook his head: I lost before I even finished shooting the arrow, I was really aggrieved~~

"Uncle, will you come back tomorrow?" The man heard Dongfang Hong's voice and paused, his face was filled with a smile of relief, and he said without looking back: "Look at your performance!"

That's it! Everyone helped each other out of the club and returned to Binhe Road, the screams in the club attracted Chenfeng's attention, and after understanding, he knew that there was a group of masters in the Cold Weapon Club, and he abused everyone, not to mention Ouyang Tian's soft bones, even Yuan Bai and Gao Fei were abused, which made Chenfeng have some interest.

Early the next morning, everyone who had recovered flocked to the Cold Weapon Club in droves, and there were two more new members in the team, Chen Feng and Kuroko! Gao Fei's face was full of high fighting spirit, and Chao Chenfeng, who seemed to be a little too excited, and even walked and paused, asked: "Chen Feng, what are you going to compare with Kuroko?" Chen Feng looked at Ouyang Tian, who had a blue nose and swollen face next to him, and said: "Oh~~ I want to try my wrestling skills and daggers! I want to see who can abuse Xiao Tian like this!" Ouyang Tian's old face turned red when he heard this, and he retorted embarrassedly: "Yesterday~Yesterday~ I was not in the state, I must find the field today!" Gao Fei turned to the sunspot on the side and asked, "Kuroko, what do you want to try?" Heizi calmly stretched out his hand and pointed at Ouyang Tian and said, "Wrestling skills!"

Ouyang Tian wanted to die: Who knew that these brothers were so righteous! I knew that I wouldn't have been beaten so badly, and now I have attracted two rivals in love, oh my God~~~~

Today's Cold Weapon Club is not as deserted as in the past, there are many more people in training uniforms, and the leader is the middle-aged man who tried swordsmanship with Dongfang Hong yesterday. "Boy, is the injury healed?" The uncle looked at Dongfang Hong in front of him with a smile, although the trial sword was a cloth arrow, the force of hitting the body was real, and the two of them were not wearing armor, and the single clothes on their bodies were the same as if they were not worn, and the position of the arrow was a bruise.

Dongfang Hong laughed heroically and put his arm on the middle-aged man's shoulder and said, "Uncle~~ It's you~ If you can't do it, don't hold on!" But he didn't notice that several young people beside the man were a little nervous, but they were stopped by the man's eyes. Dongfang Hong walked straight to the second floor with the middle-aged man: "I'll call you Uncle Arrow in the future!" Everyone downstairs is petrified: Uncle Cheap, what kind of grade is this~~! Uncle Arrow smiled and said: "It's okay, the name is just a code name, you can call it whatever you like!" The petrified crowd was once again scorched by the lightning and thunder from the sky~~ How cheap is Uncle Cheap~~

Chen Feng beckoned to the sunspot and wanted to go upstairs, turned to the people behind him and said: "Disperse! What should you do~~" This scene attracted the side eyes of another group of people, and they couldn't help but guess who Chen Feng was. Chen Feng's voice, which had just walked up a few steps, sounded again, making the people who were about to disperse stop and look at Chen Feng, "The one who competed with Xiao Tian yesterday, I'm waiting for you in the martial arts arena." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Ouyang Tian walked up the stairs with a sad face, enjoying the gaze of dozens of disdainful eyes around him. It turned out that I was beaten, and I came to find a helper~~ It's really useless!!

In the martial arts arena, Chen Feng moved his hands and feet, and a young and beautiful girl walked in, and then stood motionless in front of Chen Feng. Chen Feng waited for a long time and didn't see anyone, so he said to the girl: "Please pour me a glass of water!" The girl was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked away, her eyes were full of strange looks, and from time to time she brought a glass of water to Chen Feng, and splashed the water out without waiting for Chen Feng to reach out and take it.

Hmm~?Gathering his breath in the palm of his hand, Chen Feng waved his hands to block the splashed water stains back, and the girl in front of him suddenly looked at Chen Feng with an angry face, and pounced on him with a snort. As soon as he grabbed Chenfeng's shoulder, he was thrown out by Chenfeng's backhand, but the girl reacted faster, grabbed Chenfeng's arm and pulled it, and the whole person was on Chenfeng's body, his legs clamped Chenfeng's waist, and his arm was sandwiched to Chenfeng's left hand and neck in a reverse cross.

Jiu-Jitsu~!Chen Feng was taken aback, and just like that, he jumped up on the spot with the girl in his arms, and his hands shrank suddenly, breaking free from the shackles. The girl's legs were tightly clamped around Chenfeng's waist, only to see a difficult turn over and then grabbed Chenfeng's ankles with both hands and pulled vigorously, the two suddenly changed directions, Chenfeng was pressed under the girl, and his legs were hugged tightly, and the ankles obviously felt two soft frictions. At this time, Chen Feng finally knew why Ouyang Tian became like this, not only was it difficult to deal with jiu-jitsu, but more of the girl's physical contact, which made people's hearts ape~~ There is no way to fight at all! (To be continued......)