With the sound of horses' hooves, the gray horse under the child also galloped quickly......

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

After a short time, between him and the black-robed man, he was quickly opened up a rather empty distance;

"Whew!"

At this moment, the child was already holding the longbow steadily, without the slightest trembling, and then moved his left arm slightly, aiming at the face of the black-robed man, and the five fingers of his right hand suddenly released!

"Good, good!"

The black-robed man raised his eyes to look at the galloping arrows, and couldn't help but smile, and said, "It's not very old, but the strength is not small......

Obviously, for a child of such an age, he opened such a long bow, and the black-robed man was also quite amazed at the strength of his arms!

When the words fell, he turned sideways, his eyes were quick, and he grabbed the tail of the arrow.

The child also secretly screamed in his heart: "Good!"

"Jing'er, we prairie boys fight with people, and we never warm up!"

At the moment when the black-robed man grabbed the tail of the arrow, his face was impressive, and on his face that was not angry and arrogant, he was stern: "Since you want to fight, you will do your best, do you know?"

"Yes, Master Jebel!"

Hearing the other party's words, the child was also a little embarrassed: "Jing'er knows......"

"Come again!"

This time, the child's face was stern, he bent his bow hard, took an iron arrow, and with a 'whoosh' sound, the arrow was like lightning, and shot at the black-robed man again.

"This is called ...... arrows"

The black-robed man heard the sound of the arrow, and knew that it was coming urgently, and could not take it, so he leaned down and lay down on the saddle, and the arrow grazed over his head.

"Good time!"

After dodging this arrow, the black-robed man immediately galloped forward and sat up straight. And at this moment, the child's third arrow was already coming with a sneering sound, breaking through the wind.

In this regard, the black-robed man's waist twisted, his body just turned halfway, and when the arrow flew by, he immediately turned his back and got on the horse!

This arrow was dodged by it again......

Seeing that the three arrows in succession were avoided lightly, the child was not impatient, and immediately drew a bow. When the black-robed man dodged to the right, he fired an arrow to the right again.

And the black-robed man took the bow in his left hand and flicked it, and this arrow fell to the ground again!

For a while, between the child and the man in the black robe, arrows were fired in a row, and the arrows continued to shoot 'whoosh, whoosh', and the scene was quite spectacular.

......

......

"That's it?"

Suddenly. The boy reached out and pumped into the quiver, but found that only the last arrow was left, and it turned out that the round of rapid shooting just now had used up all the feather arrows that the black-robed man had given him.

"One branch and one branch......"

Moment. The arrow in the child's hand wound up again, and shot at the black-robed man with a thunderous momentum.

The black-robed man also seemed to have discovered the situation on the other side, and with a movement of his hand, he caught an arrow before. It's to take the bow and shoot back......

"Kara!"

The black-robed man's arrow took up an arc, and it slammed into it with teeth and claws, splitting the shaft of the incoming arrow in two.

"Whew!"

The black-robed man's arrow after breaking through the child's arrow. Shot at the child again, but due to the previous force, the speed was also a little slower.

"Oh no, it's bad!"

The boy did not seem to expect such a powerful arrow, and slipped off the saddle, hooked the stirrup with his right foot, and narrowly avoided the arrow.

But the gray horse ran in a hurry, dragging him like a paper harrier flying on the ground;

Fortunately, the boy was very good at the horse, and when he picked up an arrow in his hand, he fastened it to the bowstring, pulled the string and shot it, and when he had done this, he turned over and mounted the horse......

After the black-robed man grabbed the tail of the arrow, he also exclaimed, "Where did Jing'er learn such powerful horsemanship?"

"Master Jebel......

Facing the praise of the black-robed man, the child shook his head in disdain, as if he was a little embarrassed: "This equestrian technique was taught by the third master!"

"I forgot, Jing'er, you still have seven capable masters!"

Hearing the child's words, the black-robed man's eyes crossed a clear understanding, he also knew the three masters that the former said, and for his horse kung fu, even a Mongolian like him, who had lived on horseback all his life, sighed to himself......

"Good boy, now your archery skills are getting better and better!"

The black-robed man's gaze swept over the child, and his mouth sighed with admiration: "In a few years, my name of Jebel should fall on me." ”

"It's all taught by Master Jebel!"

The boy listened to Master's praise and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

Then, the black-robed man walked up to the child, patted his head lightly with his rough palm, and said with a smile: "When you learn a good skill, you can kill the enemy for the Great Khan......"

"Master Jebe, Jing'er is very stupid, she can't learn good skills!"

The soft voice made the child stunned for an instant, and said softly: "The kung fu taught by the seven masters, Jing'er always can't learn it, and often makes the seven masters angry!"

"Jing'er!"

Seeing the child's gloomy face, the black-robed man seemed to have guessed something, and just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a soft and glutinous female voice like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Master Jebe, Jing'er is going back to practice swords with the Seventh Master!"

The black-robed man didn't care either, and smiled, "Well, let's go!"

After receiving the promise, the child also raised his head and shouted at the voice: "Seventh Master, Jing'er is here......"

......

......

Above the dark night sky, the silver moon hangs high!

Suddenly, under the moonlight, a figure leaped up, holding a long sword and moving around, the sword light flashed, looking extremely cold......

"Whew!"

Several sword moves passed, and the figure of this figure jumped up suddenly, and then the sword style turned, and its figure suddenly stabbed down in the air.

"Ahh

The figure of this figure has not yet landed, and the strength under its feet is a loosening, and the body can't help but somersault like the master, falling down, 'bang', the back hits the ground, and the collision is not painful.

"Jing'er, are you okay?"

When the figure staggered to its feet, a bare hand was already stretched out.

"I didn't ...... It's okay!"

The child's palm rubbed his buttocks lightly, and his heart was a little panicked: "Seventh Master, I'm sorry, it's Jing'er who is too stupid!"

After speaking, he stood on the ground in a daze, feeling extremely sad, for the teachings of the masters, he was grateful, and only hoped to succeed in martial arts to comfort the master's heart;

But no matter how hard he practiced, he always failed, and for a while, he didn't know what to do!

"Silly boy!"

The woman who was called the Seventh Master by the child reached out and rubbed her head affectionately, and said softly: "Don't worry, take your time, you will always practice this trick!"

Looking at the woman's gentle smile, the child's heart was a little moved, and he twitched a little sour nose, but he didn't know what to say.

"Okay, let's practice here today."

The woman smiled and said softly, "Let's go, let's go back ......"

"No, Seventh Master, you can go back first!" the child shook his head and said.

The smile on the woman's face narrowed slightly, and she said with some hesitation: "Jing'er, it's not too early, do you want to practice again?"

The child nodded, his thick lips tightly pursed into a somewhat stubborn line: "Well, Jing'er still wants to practice for a while......"

"Alright then!"

Regarding the former's persistence, the woman nodded helplessly: "Jing'er insists on this, and the Seventh Master will not stop you." ”

"No, I must practice these sword moves!"

Finally, looking at the woman who disappeared into the darkness, the child also secretly cheered himself up: "I can't let the Seventh Master down!"

After speaking, he lifted the long sword in his hand, practiced swordsmanship again, and tried seven or eight times in a row, but the result never changed!

That trick still can't be practiced, either jumping too low, or it's too late to hold the flat flower, practice and practice, and always master this trick.

"Still won't work!"

Time passed slowly, and the child's heart was restless, and he couldn't hold his breath, but the more he practiced, the worse it became, and he only practiced profusely.

I don't know how long it took!

After all, it is a child's nature, thinking of the hard work of the seven masters for many years, but teaching himself such a fool, a burst of sadness in his heart, tears burst out of his eyes, and he threw the long sword to the ground:

"Why, why is it just not good to practice?"

However, just as it fell from mid-air again, a faint laughing voice quietly sounded in his ears:

"If you practice like this, even if you practice it for another hundred years, it will be useless......" (To be continued......