Still not decided, Uratu was very unconvinced, regardless of the blood flow on his arm, and roared like Mount Tai rushing to the top. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info this time Long Feiyu didn't let him hug, when his hand was just about to touch Long Feiyu's arm, Long Feiyu caught up, his body pulled up and flipped over, from the top of Uratu's head to his back, and then used the internal force to slam Uratu's back with both palms. Long Feiyu's internal strength has reached the realm of Xiao Zhoutian, and his external strength also has the potential to open mountains and crack stones, for ordinary people, even if they don't die, they will be beaten to vomit blood. However, the clinker of this uratu has rough skin and thick meat, steady pace, and extremely strong ability to resist blows, and he was beaten so that he staggered forward and walked straight for more than ten steps without falling.

Everyone watched the fight on the field, which was really thrilling, and everyone didn't dare to breathe when they saw it.

That Uratu was almost crazy, and once again pounced on Long Feiyu, this time, he seemed to have taken out the determination to die together, gritted his teeth, as long as he got close to Long Feiyu, he pressed up with his body, waving his hands wildly, Long Feiyu couldn't help but dodge left and right. At this moment, the two of them looked like eagles catching chickens.

Suddenly, Long Feiyu flashed from under Uratu's armpits, simply went around his back, jumped onto Uratu's back, kicked Uratu's waist with both feet, and hit Uratu's head with both hands, Uratu ignored the pain, pinched Long Feiyu's shoulders with both hands and tore him off. Long Feiyu took advantage of the opportunity to put his right foot on the ground, pinched Uratu's wrist with a backhand blow with both hands, and then kicked Uratu in the lower abdomen with his right foot.

Everyone saw that Long Feiyu had won at this time, and that Uratu was about to lose on the ground, and they were all happy, but the smile froze as soon as it appeared.

Who knew that at this critical moment, Uratu was in a hurry in mid-air, pulled out his belt at a very fast speed, and then threw it at Long Feiyu's feet, with precise techniques, and covered Long Feiyu's legs at once. Long Feiyu turned his back to him, and was smug, he didn't expect Uratu to have this, but when he found that the situation was wrong, it was too late. I only felt that my legs were pulled back by a strange force, and then he leaned and slipped on his face, but fortunately he reached out with his hands to support the ground so that his body did not touch the ground, and the whole thing was in a push-up position, but he still fell after all. On the other hand, Na Uratu stabilized his body with the strength of a pull, and after landing, he knelt on the ground with his left foot and supported the ground with his right hand, far less than Long Feiyu's nest.

Then there was laughter and cheers all around, and the group of Mongols was already celebrating their victory, and Nabato came out with a smile and said, "We won this game!"

The people in the Zhaoxian Hall shouted: "Isn't it better than wrestling, how can you use something else, this game doesn't count, this game can't be counted!"

Barto reprimanded, "What?

Long Feiyu stood up and said angrily: "Shameless!" But after all, he still lost, and he lost at the last moment, because he was too confident and underestimated the enemy.

Bato said: "The rules don't say that you can't use anything else in wrestling, right?" He looked at Zhu Zhiming with a smile, Zhu Zhiming shook his head helplessly, and didn't speak, but he felt that these Mongolians were too cunning.

Long Feiyu was extremely unconvinced, and he glared at Zhu Zhiming fiercely.

Seeing that Zhu Zhiming didn't answer, Barto regarded it as a tacit acquiescence, and immediately said: "Okay, let's play the second game, compare arrows!"

Then he ordered someone to take out a bow and arrows and two pears, and said: "I will play this second game, and you will send someone out with a pear on your head, and I will let you see the great archery skills of our Tatar Mongols." ”

With that, he took a pear and said, "Which of you will take it?"

Everyone in the Zhaoxian Hall looked at each other, but they were dumbfounded, they had never heard of such archery, and no one came out to top it, because no one wanted to joke with their lives.

Cheng Zijin said: "You're not kidding me, are you? Let people come to the top, what if an arrow misses the person?"

Nabato said confidently: "If I miss and don't hit the pear, I will lose, can I?"

Cheng Zijin shook his head and didn't stand up. It was also a long time, and no one came out, and everyone in the Zhaoxian Hall fell into silence, even more calm than when Bato spoke badly and provoked before.

Bato waited impatiently, he looked at Takeno Ming and said, "How is it?

Zhu Zhiming was stunned and did not speak.

Barto laughed coldly and sarcastically, "No!"

Then a long time passed, everyone in the Zhaoxian Pavilion looked at me, I looked at you, and they didn't speak, and they didn't know what to do. For a while, the crowd was in a hurry, and suddenly there was a terrible silence, and death was terrible.

Bato really couldn't stand it, and asked mockingly: "Is there anyone who is going to take it? Are you Southern Dynasty people so greedy for life and afraid of death? If you don't come out, you will lose!"

"I'm coming!"

At this moment, after all, someone stood up, and the man slowly walked over and came to Barto.

When everyone heard this, they were greatly surprised, and all of them were surprised, because the person who came was only an inconspicuous subordinate.

Although the person who came was only a subordinate, his name seems to have spread in the Academy, and many people also know him. Because this person is none other than the boneless scholar who is "famous" and "notorious" because of the humiliation of his crotch on the overpass-"Xiao Yun".

People were amazed by his words and deeds, and he dared to come to top the pear, didn't he go to find death? Everyone looked at him in amazement, these people included Bato, Cheng Zijin, Long Feiyu, Zhu Zhiming, and others.

The woman in the pink shirt and the woman in white noticed him at this time, and the two looked at each other in surprise. The woman in white said softly, "Is it him?"

The woman in the pink shirt nodded in surprise and said, "It's him!"

Cheng Zijin hurriedly ran over and grabbed his hand and said, "Brother Xiao, don't you want to die?"

Yunxiao gently removed his hand, looked at Bato, and said calmly: "I believe in this brother's archery skills." ”

Barto nodded and smiled, patted Yunxiao's right shoulder, and praised: "Okay, courageous!"

So Yunxiao took the pear from Bato's hand, put it on his head, tied it with a scholar's scarf, and everyone scattered in all directions, far away from him, Nabato walked to a hundred paces away without hurry, facing Yunxiao, and then drew his bow and arrows.

The atmosphere froze instantly, no one spoke, people could smell their breathing, and everyone stared at the sky with their eyes wide open. However, no one seems to be worried except for Cheng Zijin, especially the safety of the person in front of him, who would be worried about an inconspicuous stranger. On the contrary, I am afraid that the people of the Recruiting Hall are praying that Bato's arrow will not be missed, because then he will lose the game.

Yunxiao stared ahead so indifferently, as if he was oblivious to the impending arrow in front of him. Barto looked at his expression, shocked in his heart, shocked by his unchanging determination to collapse in front of him.

Time passed like this, and all one could hear was a whoosh, an arrow passing through the clouds' heads, and then the shouts and cheers of the Mongols.

Everyone in the Zhaoxian Pavilion seemed to be disappointed, this arrow actually hit, and it was so accurate. Yunxiao looked at their expressions, didn't care, he walked over slowly, looked at Bato, and praised: "Good archery!"

Nabato was smug and said with a smile on his face: "It's your turn!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Zhaoxian Hall fell silent again.

Why is it silent again?

Who dares to come out, who can win such a profound archery technique as Nabato?

Everyone had no bottom in their hearts, and everyone looked at each other again, sighing incessantly, and no one came out to deal with it after a long time. Long Feiyu wanted to move back to the game, but although he was also skilled in archery, he was never sure that he would win, so he didn't dare to take it lightly. Takezhiming buried his head in contemplation and did not stand up.

Seeing that no one dared to go up, Cheng Zijin stepped out and said, "I'll try ......"

But before he could speak, he was stopped by a person, but he heard the man say aloud: "I'm coming!"

Everyone was shocked again, and hurriedly looked up to see that the person was not Yunxiao, but who it was!