Seven hundred and fortieth chapters arrow kiss (a)
As the clan leader turned his head from the chair, the two scimitar tribes walked into the field with a long bow in one hand and a quiver in the other.
The scimitar warrior on the field looked at Wan Lin coldly, raised his hand to take a long bow, carried the quiver behind him, waved his hand to take out a long arrow from the quiver behind his shoulder and squeezed it between his fingers. He looked at the action team with gloomy eyes, waiting for his opponent to appear.
Wan Lin understood that this was the shè arrow named Abao introduced just now. He was a martial artist. From the opponent's pace and shaking arms, he could see that the person had a high shoulder muscle and his lower plate was very stable. The leopard head on the right arm swung various fierce postures with the swinging arm. He was indeed a shè arrow and a fighting master.
He raised his hand and took off the sniper rifle from his shoulder and handed it to Hong Tao. He walked to the scene. He looked at the longbow and quivered the quiver handed over by a tribe. He shook his head gently, raised his hand to explore the backpack behind him, and took out the bag. The little bow then drew out three naked arrows without explosives. He didn't know how the other party would compete, so he drew out three at once.
The scimitar tribe around him saw that this stranger had taken out such a tiny bow and arrow, and immediately burst into laughter. Even the new members of the action team widened their eyes and shook their heads in disbelief. They all had their hearts. Question: This kid's toy-sized bow and arrow can also play such a game that may determine life and death.
Wen Meng and Wu Xueying and other new team members have never seen the chief instructor show this small bow and arrow, and they don’t know its power. However, in the arrow competition, such a short bow and arrow must have suffered a big loss in the journey. , Unless the arm strength is extremely strong, the bow string must be extremely hard.
Everyone in the yard focused on the two people on the field. In the flashing light and dark fire, both of them stood there like nails.
Although the two were similar in height, Abao's muscles were raised, and his two bare arms raised muscles. He held a half-height long bow in his left hand and a long arrow more than half a meter long in his right hand; Wan Lin's figure He was thin, holding a small bent bow in his left hand, and holding a few short arrows matching the small bow in his right hand, and the cold light flashed on the arrow.
One is strong and powerful, the other is thin and cold; the arrows in the hands are long and short, and the two stand together immediately form a sharp contrast between strength and weakness.
On the field, A Bao saw that the opponent standing out was holding a small child's toy-like bow and arrow. A strange light flashed in his gloomy eyes, and his heart suddenly sank.
The faces of the elders and the old patriarchs sitting behind them also sank. They knew that the other party had to use such a small bow and arrow, which must be outstanding, otherwise, at the critical moment that determines their fate, they would never have been able to do so. Will joke about your life.
The old patriarch stood up and came to the two of them, looked at the short bow in Wan Lin's hand intently, and asked, "You decided to use this." Wan Lin didn't understand his words, but he already understood what he meant. He looked at the old man. The patriarch's eyes nodded solemnly.
A glimmer of light flashed in the old patriarch's eyes, he raised his hand and waved his hand back. A young and beautiful girl from the scimitar tribe next to him walked barefoot. The girl looked eighteen or nine years old, wearing beautiful national costumes and holding two branches in her hand. The bright red Hundred Sun Red is wearing a necklace that is worn by gems on his neck, and two lotus root-like forearms are exposed outside, shining with a warm light in the fire.
She moved her lotus steps slowly into the field. Her crescent-shaped eyes looked at Abao standing in the field with affectionate expression, then walked to the old patriarch and bowed with his right hand, stroking his chest, and raising a flower in his hand. Leave it to the old patriarch, then holding another flower, walked slowly towards the courtyard wall on the side of the gate.
She walked about a hundred meters before turning around and smiled at Abao in the field, raised her lotus arm and bit the hundred-day red stem in her hand horizontally into her mouth. At the end of the flower stem that was more than ten centimeters long was a flower. The bright red hundred-day red face was hanging down under her ears. Her bright eyes looked at Abao on the field as if she was shy and angry, as if she was reminding her.
The members of the action team all looked at the pretty girl nervously, not understanding what a beautiful girl could do with flowers on her face.
Lingling looked at the girl from the scimitar tribe standing on the sidelines, and then looked at the strong man standing coldly on the field holding a long bow in his hand. She whispered to Xiaoya beside her: "Look at the girl's expression looks like this scimitar." The warrior's lover, was their competition going to be the flowers in her mouth?" She said this, and suddenly covered her hand on her mouth.
It's too terrifying. The arrow man's accurate head is slightly biased and he will shine the sharp arrow into the neck of his beloved girl. This competition is too cruel. It will make the contestant bet on the life of his beloved person.
Xiaoya and all the members of the action team changed their faces. Xiaoya called Abu over in a low voice and asked, "What is this competition method? Is it necessary to have the red flowers on the face of the girl in the shè?"
Abu looked at her in surprise when he heard Xiaoya's voice. At this time, he realized that Xiaoya was actually a female soldier. The members of the operation were fully armed, wearing combat uniforms and helmets. He did not observe closely at the same time. The dim torch light cannot tell the difference between men and women.
Abu nodded with a serious expression and explained in a low voice: "This is the ancient rule of our tribe. We hold a martial arts competition every year to select the warriors in the tribe. The arrow aims at their beloved lovers to inspire the tribe. A young man practices archery skills hard. Every year, a girl is injured under the arrow of his lover. The clan stipulates that once his hand makes a mistake, he will not be allowed to marry again in this life. We call this archery competition "arrow" kiss'".
Everyone in the action team was stunned. The female team members around Xiaoya covered their hands on their mouths. Who would have thought that there was such a cruel way to kiss in the world?
This not only requires the archer to have accurate archery skills, but also requires excellent psychological qualities. The opposite side is his beloved girl. As long as there is a slight tremor in his hand, he may send his sweetheart into a terrible death. valley.
At this time, Wan Lin was also shocked when he saw the scene in front of him. His face suddenly became extremely solemn. He turned his head to look at Abao next to him, and saw that he was looking at him with a sarcastic look.
The field was quiet, and the burning torches covered the courtyard with a light red layer. All the people from the Scimitar Tribe stared at Wan Lin's face, with a sarcastic color in their eyes. Everyone was watching how he responded, and the old patriarch held the flower's hand and stretched it in front of him without moving.
At this moment, Feng Dao and Hong Tao, who were standing in front of the action team, also heard Abu's voice, and they walked towards the field almost at the same time.
"Slowly, I'll do it." A crisp sound suddenly sounded from the action team, and a slender figure suddenly walked out of the team.