"Guo Mu, this is my friend. Don't speak rudely here!"

Song Xin looked over and saw that the young man was handsome, but his figure was strong and tall, nearly eight feet tall, and his hunting suit was faintly supported by his muscles. He was hung with a ring-headed knife around his waist. He was obviously a martial arts person who had been practicing martial arts all year round.

Guo Mu sneered and said, "Cousin, what is the status of my Guo family? Not everyone can make friends with you. I guess this kid can make you a friend, right?"

Before Guo Miao could answer, Guo Huan immediately rushed to say, "Cousin, this kid not only stole our horses, but also injured me. You must give up your anger to our Guo family's children."

Guo Mu's eyes fell on Song Xin and asked coldly: "Is what he said true?"

Song Xin was not afraid at all. He had a look of eyes and Guo Mu, and smiled without showing any weakness: "Why, I can't afford to lose a bet, can I ask you to save face?"

Guo Mu was stunned, a little surprised and curious. He didn't expect that Song Xin was not afraid of him at all and asked, "You just boasted that you can pull any hard bow?"

Song Xin said: "I didn't say that I could pull any hard bow, but that I haven't touched a bow that I can't pull."

Guo Mu sneered and said, "Hmph! You have only seen a few bows. You look at your thin figure and dare to boast like this. I will bet with you today to compete with my Guo family's ancestral hard bow. Who can pull and shoot the target? Even if you win, do you dare?"

"Yes, rats, do you dare?" The Guo nephew behind him also started to cheer and provoke.

"Guo Mu, Song Xin has just learned to shoot archery for a while, you are bullying!" Guo Miao was unhappy, and he was even more worried that Song Xin's mind was hot and agreed and stopped him quickly. Guo Mu was good at riding and shooting, and had also been praised by Cao Cao, and was definitely not comparable to Guo Huan.

"Cousin, he boasted first, not cousin." Guo Huan immediately retorted, afraid that Song Xin would not agree.

Song Xin stepped forward and said, "Okay, what are you betting? How to bet?"

Seeing that Song Xin was indeed fooled, Guo Mu smiled and said, "Get the bow!"

After a while, Guo walked forward with a large bow and handed it to Guo Mu. Guo Miao's face changed slightly. This was a bow passed down by the ancestors of the family. It had two stones. It was difficult for ordinary people to pull it away, let alone use him to shoot the target. This bow was not originally for war, but for training arm strength. Now, among the nephews of the family, only Guo Mu can pull him away. He took out this bow, obviously trying to make Song Xin look ugly.

"Just use this bow, each person shoots an arrow. Whoever can draw the bow and hit the target will win. If you lose, Zhuying Ying will return it to my Guo family, and you will also kowtow to Guo Huan to apologize."

When Song Xin heard this, he smiled and said, "What if I win?"

"Haha, do you think you can pull this bow?" The nephew of the Guo family burst into laughter. Guo Mu waved his hand gently to calm them down, and then said, "If you win, I, Guo Mu, will become sworn brothers with you. I will also pay you the sword that has been tempered by Dushan on my waist."

Song Xin looked at this bow, and his arms were thicker than those he had used in the army. He thought that the power must be good, which made him a little interested. However, the knife on Guo Mu's waist was in the mountains and rivers and spiritual zodiacs, and he was not interested in it.

"How is it, who will come first?" Guo Mu thought Song Xin was scared, for fear that he would retreat.

"Hey, don't agree to him. That bow foot has two stones, you can't pull it away." Guo Miao whispered.

Guo Mu laughed at him and said, "My cousin, if he doesn't want to compete, it's easy. Just let him kneel down and kowtow to us to apologize."

Guo Miao's face turned pale, "Guo Mu, don't bully people too much!"

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"Okay, I'll bet with you, but I have the final say on what to bet." Song Xin said suddenly.

Guo Mu asked, "What do you want?"

"If I win, the bow will belong to me, but I will not let you lose it. I can give you a good knife, how about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Guo family's nephews, and even Guo Miao were stunned. Guo Huan reacted first and scolded, "Boy, this is a treasure passed down from my Guo family. Why give it to you?" As for the knife that Song Xin said later, they ignored it.

Song Xin ignored him at all, but stared at Guo Mu and said, "Do you dare? If you don't dare, you will be defeated."

Guo Mu didn't expect that he was against the other party. If this ancestral treasure bow really lost, he might have his leg broken by his elders when he went back. However, he was unwilling to admit defeat in front of Song Xin. After hesitating for a moment, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Just one word is certain!"

After the two of them slapped the high fives, they walked to the shooting range. After a glance at each other, Guo Mu asked, "Do you first, or me first?"

"Please take it first." Song Xin smiled and took a step back.

Guo Mu snorted, grabbed the big bow and buckled a feather arrow. Then he sank a horse stance and his right hand began to exert force. With the slight rattle, the thick bow arm began to gradually bend. The children and nephews of the Guo family held their breath and concentrated, fearing that making a sound would distract Guo Mu.

But the bow was too heavy. Guo Mu's arms were trembling, and he raised the bow and aimed at the target. Then with a whoosh, the feather arrow broke through the wind and shot the target in the blink of an eye, but it was one inch away from the red heart above.

He sighed regretfully. At this time, his arms were already sore and trembling slightly. After his breath stabilized, he walked to Song Xin and said, "It's your turn."

Seeing that he tried his best to adjust his breathing, Song Xin wanted to pretend that he had enough energy, and took the bow with a smile. He turned his head and said to Guo Miao, "By the way, Miss Guo, can you call the drummer?"

When everyone heard this, they all looked surprised. This kid actually wanted to shoot with a literary figure. You know, just the steps of "Shen Gu, Zhizheng", "raising the bow, guiding the bow, and relying on the position" require extremely stable control. It is still difficult to replace it with an ordinary soft bow, let alone these two stone hard bows.

Guo Huan laughed first, "Haha, this kid still wants to cum in a literary way? Does he think he is Li Guang?"

Guo Mu also looked contemptuous, thinking that this must be Song Xin deliberately delaying, and said, "Well, since you want to ejaculate, then please come over."

Song Xin nodded and said to Guo Miao: "Miss Guo, why not remind me on the side, I'm afraid of missing some steps."

Guo Miao looked pale and thought to herself that Song Xin wouldn't have been scared to death... But at this time she had no choice but to nod.

As the drummer's rapid drumming sound passed, followed by a gentle drum beat, Guo Miao whispered: "Enter the venue."

Song Xin walked into the shooting range with his bow, and then the drum beat began to change, from one stern look to another. Guo Miao said: "Pick up things as a belt."

Song Xin held the bow in front of him and held a feather arrow. Then he took a step forward, stood slightly with his feet, and picked up the arrow and recognized the strings.

Guo Mu and others watched with great interest from behind. At present, these steps do not require a bow. They wanted to see how Song Xin would make a fool of himself in the future.

At this time, Guo Huan winked at the drummer and made a secret elongation in his hand. The drummer understood and began to change the drum beats, but the interval between each change was longer.

"Enter the sect (broad), be cautious, be upright, raise the bow." Guo Miao focused on Song Xin at this time, but he did not notice that the drummer cheated.

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When he reached the step of drawing the bow, Song Xin used his hand and with a rattle of sound, the hard bow was actually pulled away by him! Seeing that Song Xin's face was normal, his arms were not trembling at all, and he seemed to be very relaxed, everyone was startled.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Guo Kai immediately winked at the drummer. The drummer didn't expect that Song Xin could pull the bow away. He saw Guo Kai's hint and immediately added several rounds.

At this time, Guo Miao also noticed something was wrong. The original step of drawing the bow had to go through three rounds, with one round of one round and three eyes drums, but at this time, it was already the seventh round.

"They cheated!" Guo Miao realized immediately. She glared at Guo Mu and others, but at this time she did not dare to speak loudly, for fear that Song Xin would be distracted.

Seeing that the drummer was slow to change the rhythm, Song Xin also found it strange, but he didn't think the bow was very laborious, so he simply kept pulling the bow and waiting for the drum beat to change.

After fourteen rounds of drum beats, even the drummer felt embarrassed, so he changed the drum beats again. Guo Mu and others were also frightened by Song Xin's powerful arm strength. When the drum beats changed, they woke up like a dream. The original contempt on their faces had long disappeared.

"Dong, da da, da da, da, da da, da." At this time, the drum beats changed again, and Guo Miao said in a deep voice: "Let it go!"

Song Xin loosened his fingers, and the arrow shot the bull's eye like lightning. The arrow even passed through the entire target, and less than an inch of the flying feather was still on the target.

Seeing Song Xin shot, Guo Miao was overjoyed and rushed to Song Xin happily and hugged him. She didn't know why, but she would be so happy if Song Xin won.

A soft feeling came from Song Xin's chest and her face turned red immediately.

This scene made Guo Mu and others look awkward. Guo Miao noticed their gazes, and then realized that she was too happy and forgot that there was a difference between men and women. Her face turned red and she quickly let go of Song Xin. She turned her head and stared at Guo Mu and said, "Cousin, how about it?"

Although Guo Huan was frightened, he still said unconvincedly: "Hmph, so what? Brother Mu also shot the target, and this bet does not mean that who shot accurately. At most, it was a draw!"

"You!" Guo Miao's face turned pale with anger, "You cheat!"

Guo Kai immediately said, "Cousin, you can't talk nonsense. Who saw us cheating?"

Guo Miao sneered, pointed at the drummer and asked loudly:

"I ask you, how many rounds of drums should the drummer beat in this step of the bow!?"

The drummer was so scared that he was like a sieve. He immediately knelt down and replied, "Three...Three wheels..."

"Then you've just knocked on a few rounds!"

"Ten...Ten..."

Guo Miao sneered: "I'm hesitating, I'll count for you. You knocked on fourteen rounds."

"Miss!" The drummer was so scared that he lay on the ground begging for mercy, trembling, and didn't even dare to raise his head.

"Go and receive the punishment yourself." Guo Miao snorted coldly. The drummer got up in shame and left the shooting range dejectedly.

Seeing that the brother and sister were arguing, Song Xin walked up and patted Guo Miao on the shoulder, "Don't argue, I'll tell him just." Then he stepped forward and handed the big bow to Guo Mu who was still in a daze, and said, "Brother Guo, you and I have shot, and this bet has not been decided by the winner. How about we compete with each other?"

Guo Mu woke up like a dream at this time, and his arm holding the big bow was still trembling. After returning today, his arm would definitely be sore for several days. He knew that he could not draw the bow any more. So he bowed to Song Xinshen and said, "Brother Song is so good, Guo Muqin is impressed. This bow is just..."

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