The mysterious quiet, a failed performance, it can be seen immediately that the two factions of the city king's mansion are clearly distinguished. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old generals are solemn at the moment, they wanted to please the prince for their gadgets, but now they are really moving stones, not only did they not perform well in front of the prince, but even in front of the prince who came from afar, they were embarrassed, if it was spread to the Central Plains and the court, I was afraid that the prince would also have a dull face.

And the people of the Ma family are calm, they are originally powerful people, and it is a benevolent act for the prince to raise these family generals, so there is really no need to fight with these powerless people.

Looking at the crooked people in the field, the city king just shook his head sadly, and then waved his hand, "Jin Peng, take them down, my city king's mansion, I don't want to see these people in the future" The city king still took into account the previous friendship between master and servant and did not delve into it.

Shan Jinpeng had no choice but to give up his hand "No", and then said loudly to the people behind him, "Get up, you group of waste" The voice was very small, I don't know if he was scolding these fallen people or scolding something else.

Everyone present was silent, watching Shan Jinpeng silently leave the stage with the juggling troupe, and the king of the city said to the prince with an apologetic face, "It's a disappointment, the prince is not weird"

The prince arched his hand and said, "Uncle Huang, don't be careful, see that the juggling troupe performed extremely well in the front, it may be a little tired in the back, and the difficulty is so great, it is acceptable to make a slight mistake."

The king of the city nodded, and raised his glass, "Come, taste the grape wine made by the emperor's uncle, which is not inferior to the famous wine of the Central Plains."

The prince raised his wine glass to "salute Uncle Huang", and then the prince drank the wine in the cup.

The prince of the city raised his glass and said, "You all drink too."

So everyone raised their glasses and drank it. But the atmosphere is hot, driven by wonderful juggling, and at this moment, there is suddenly such a wonderful juggling performance, and empty drinking is a bit boring.

The atmosphere is gradually getting colder, and at this time, someone needs to warm up the atmosphere, since the generals have missed and have not completed this task. Then this task naturally falls on the Ma family, the Ma family is not prepared for these strange skills, as a northwest family based on the people's customs, the whole family is of course for martial arts.

And at this moment, the middle-aged man in front of Ma Yunfei, Ma Dingwu glanced at the head of the house sitting next to him, Ma Dingwen, who is also the first celebrity of the city king at this moment, Mr. Ma.

What Ma Dingwu meant was that there was a perfect opportunity to introduce Ma Yunfei to the King of the City at this moment. Ma Dingwen frowned, and then nodded, this is indeed a good time.

Ma Dingwu understood, so he said in a deep voice, "Yunfei, the atmosphere here is a little cold, you go up to dance and entertain guests."

When Ma Yunfei heard this, he was immediately unhappy, "Don't, Dad, my martial arts are to go into battle to kill the enemy, not to entertain guests here."

Ma Dingwu continued to say in a deep voice: "You show your martial arts here in front of the prince and the prince, if you win the applause of the two, why don't you have a chance? This is the time for you to show your martial arts that you have practiced hard for many years, and you can't miss the opportunity!"

Ma Yunfei looked around, indeed, if he showed martial arts here, he could indeed attract enough eyeballs, at least the prestige of Wuwei County suddenly rose. Thinking about it like this, it is indeed valuable, so Ma Yunfei nodded, "Yes, daddy, the child is willing to go"

Ma Dingwu nodded, glanced at Ma Dingwen, and signaled that it was okay. So Ma Dingwen straightened his clothes and bowed to the king of the city, "Lord, I have a nephew named Ma Yunfei, who is sixteen years old this year, and has been familiar with ancestral spearmanship for many years, I wonder if I can show my marksmanship here and win the hearts of the king of the city and the prince?"

The king of the city was also quite surprised when he heard that it was spearmanship, "But the marksmanship of General Shenweitian in the past?"

Ma Dingwen arched his hand "exactly"

The king of the city wondered, "Isn't it rumored that the marksmanship has been lost for many years, why is it reappearing today?"

Ma Dingwen arched his hand, "The ancestors have very high marksmanship requirements, not the natural power to dance the tiger head Zhan golden gun, so this set of marksmanship, only leave the gun spectrum, left for the destined children to learn, in the nephew, is this destined person"

The prince said, "General Shenweitian's martial arts are unparalleled, and if the marksmanship can be reproduced, it will also be a beautiful thing."

The King of the City nodded, "Yes, Mr. Ma, where is your nephew now?"

Ma Dingwen looked back, Ma Yunfei jumped in front of the hall with an arrow, and bowed to the prince and the king of the city, "Boy Ma Yunfei, I have seen the king of the city, the prince"

The king of the city nodded, "Radiant, clear eyebrows, indeed a talent"

Ma Yunfei gave up his hand "Xie Chengwang's praise"

The king of the city saw that although Ma Yunfei came up, he was empty-handed, and knew that his weapon had not been brought to the house, so he asked, "Does Ma Gongzi need a weapon to take advantage of?"

Ma Yunfei gave his hand, "Yes, the king of the city, the kid is afraid, but I feel that although the poplar and red tassel spear is good, but I don't take advantage of it, I implore the prince to borrow the final spear in the lower palace."

The king of the city wondered, so he asked, "What is the heaviest spear in the palace?"

A subordinate replied, "Back to the prince, the heaviest thing in the palace is the Xuantie spear offered by the people of the Western Regions in the past, weighing about forty-eight catties."

As soon as they heard that it was a forty-eight pound weapon, everyone present began to talk about it, and in today's situation where the sword is only four or five pounds, a spear actually weighs forty-eight pounds, how can this not be shocking. However, the Ma family had a calm face, sounding as if the spear weighed only four catties and eight taels.

The king of the city asked, "Forty-eight catties, can Ma Gongzi be confident?"

Ma Yunfei said angrily, "But please rest assured, the forty-eight-pound gun can be easily mastered in the next", and thought to himself, "The tiger's head Zhan golden gun weighs sixty pounds, and it is only forty-eight pounds, what is it?"

The king of the city and the crown prince were both infected by this arrogance, "Okay, come here, take a gun and Ma Gongzi"

After a while, I saw two servants carrying the big black iron spear one after the other, Ma Gongzi arched his hand, picked up the big gun with one hand, and then took two steps forward, looked at the positions on both sides had retreated enough, nodded, and bowed to everyone present, this is a martial artist junior salute to the senior.

After the ceremony, Ma Gongzi held the gun with both hands, starting from the most basic marksmanship foundation, marksmanship and swordsmanship are similar, which is why many people in the Ma family practice swordsmanship, guns and swords have the same origin, since marksmanship can not be learned, you can improve marksmanship for swords, so that the wind and bones are not damaged. After the basic movements of marksmanship were danced, Ma Yunfei's marksmanship suddenly changed, originally a stable posture, and immediately became domineering.

With the solemn and powerful posture and the solemn music, all the guests seemed to be in the middle of the battlefield, watching Ma Yunfei kill the enemy. As the tempo of the music picks up, the gun dances faster and faster.

And Shaoyuan, who has been 'crawling and rolling' in the battlefield, looks particularly touched, "good marksmanship, so domineering"

Dugu Lin looked at Shaoyuan and sighed, "Indeed, how exquisite the marksmanship is, but between the marksmanship walks, there seems to be something missing?"

Shaoyuan smiled slightly, closed his eyes and said, "Ah Lin, you listen to this music carefully"

Dugu Lin didn't know why, but he still did it, and listened carefully to the music played by the palace, he was indeed a highly skilled, highly skilled musician, who could immerse the listener in the scene, why did Shao Yuan let him listen to this music? Could it be that there was something wrong with this music?

"Ah Lin, don't open your eyes, try to luck at this pace," Shao Yuan said softly

Dugu Lin heard it and started to be lucky, only to follow the rhythm of the music to luck, because Shaoyuan asked him to catch up with this rhythm, Dugu Lin used his internal force, the rhythm was very fast, but the faster Dugu Lin felt that something was not right, this chasing rhythm was too fast, I don't know whether he was chasing the music or the music driving himself.

Dugu Lin suddenly retracted his anger and asked Shaoyuan, "Shaoyuan, why is this happening?"

Shao Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "A group of people who have not experienced life and death, how can they blow the song of life and death, the murderous aura of death on the battlefield can only be blown out, but this Ma Gongzi wants to be murderous, and when he comes and goes, he will naturally be very out of control."

Dugu Lin asked, "Then you just let him continue to wield?"

Shaoyuan looked at Ma Gongzi, who was dancing, "Wait, he just moves with the beat, and when he listens to the sound, he naturally stops"