Seeing that neither she nor the shopkeeper spoke, the cold and arrogant young man curled his lips and smiled. He went to grab the Tuomu bow again, but an arrow was blocked at an angle. He was angry, and concentrated his strength in his hand to break the arrow, but the arrow missed it.
He brushed his palm and tapped his wrist with secret force. His hand went numb instantly.
The girl with lively eyebrows did not notice that her brother was at a disadvantage. She only knew that someone was competing with him for the bow, and she suddenly became dissatisfied. "A good bow should be used by powerful archers. My brother is the most powerful archer in the tribe. How can I still do it?"
Don’t you deserve it?”
"That's right, do you dare to compete with Baili!"
The cold and arrogant young man had his companions to protect him, so he could not retreat. "My friend, we might as well come and ask for advice on how to shoot an arrow."
Zhan Changfeng glanced at him, "Why should I do something thankless?"
The tone was pure doubt. The cold and proud young man choked and said indifferently, "If you win, I will pay for the bow for you. If you lose, you will give up the bow. How about it?"
The cold and arrogant young man saw that her clothes were really poor. How could a person who had never killed a ferocious beast have a source of income?
So the tone of his words was naturally a little charitable, as if he had given her a huge benefit.
Zhan Changfeng looked at the other bows in the cabinet next to him and knew that this person was suffering from pride, otherwise he would fight to the death with her for this one.
It seems that it is difficult for high-level monks to give in to low-level monks, to high-status people to low-status people, to powerful people to small powerful people, as if they would lose face if they gave in.
It just so happened that she didn't give in to what she liked.
"If you insist on doing this, I will accompany you to the end." He said and turned around and walked out of the felt tent.
The group of cold and arrogant young men were angry when they saw her arrogant behavior, and they all clamored to give her some color.
When the shopkeeper saw that his bow could still cause competition, he was happy but worried. He quickly took the Tuomu bow and arrows to watch the show, regardless of business.
"Those people just now are from the Yellow Fish Tribe, right?"
"I heard that there was a man named Baili from the Yellow Fish Tribe who was very good at archery and was known as the Archer. He once shot 72 people in one day during a battle with the White Bear Tribe. Three of them had magical powers."
"Moreover, this person is highly talented and young. He has already developed supernatural powers at the age of two hundred. He is highly valued by the Yellow Fish Tribe."
"This is terrible. If you offend Baili, you will offend the Yellow Fish Tribe."
Several guests said "miserable" with joy and ran to watch.
Here, Zhan Changfeng and others arrived outside the fence and had a panoramic view of the vastness of the plain.
"You decide how to compare."
As soon as Zhan Changfeng said these words, the cold and arrogant young man frowned and could kill a fly. Others even called her arrogant.
It turns out that in this world, this kind of "give" is usually said by high-ranking people to low-ranking people. The strong people speak to the weak people.
"Arrogant man, I want to see what you are capable of!" The man named Baili pointed to the north, "We will put a round-hole jade on that dead tree. Whoever shoots it will win.
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Everyone looked around and saw a poplar tree with bare branches at the end of their eyes. Good guy, it's a full fifty miles away. It would be nice to be able to see the shadow of the tree clearly.
They took a look at the bow and arrow in Baili's hand. It had fifty marks. Although it was not as good as the Tuomu bow, it was still very good. With his strength, there shouldn't be a big problem.
He asked someone to hang a round-hole jade on a branch, and with confidence in mind, he turned sideways, stepped forward, pulled the string, shot an arrow through, and made a sharp whistle, and shot down the round-hole jade in an instant.
"Good! As expected of Baili, our archer!"
“Well deserved!”
"You really can't underestimate Baili from the Yellow Fish Tribe."
Baili Leng looked at Zhan Changfeng, "It's still too late to quit now."
Zhan Changfeng raised his bow and nocked an arrow, and let it fly. Whoosh, it hit the round hole. "Are there any other competitions?"
Everyone could see how relaxed she was, and everyone who shouted loudly shut up. It was so shocking that someone could actually compete with the Yellow Croaker Archer.
Baili heard the slap in the face, and the last part of the sentence "It's not too late to quit now" had just finished!
"It's a tie, what should I do?"
"You can't tell that she is not very old, but her archery skills are quite good."
Baili has a sense of pride. In his opinion, he will either win or lose, and there will never be a tie. At this time, a group of white-headed winter geese flew in the air, no more than nine, with the defense power of life and death.
"Let's have another game to see who can shoot down more winter geese."
Zhan Changfeng naturally agreed, and the store owner volunteered to be the referee.
"Ready... to begin!"
More and more people were watching, looking up at the sky with the sound of "start".
Suddenly, a whistle arrow shot across 900 feet in the sky and shot down a winter goose!
Zhan Changfeng drew his bow, and an arrow shot through the clouds and pierced two winter geese!
Everyone cheered, "Awesome, kill two birds with one stone!"
The arrow missed a hundred miles, and his expression became colder, "Meteor Arrow!"
Zhan Changfeng raised his eyes and found out that he had practiced archery.
Look, this arrow has its own airflow, and the arrowhead is red as if it is about to burn.
This is Huangyu Baili's famous arrow. He used this arrow to shoot a magical person with his cultivation in the realm of life and death!
At this time, the formation of wild geese in the sky was in chaos. The winter geese tried their best to fly away to avoid it, making it even more difficult to shoot down. However, this arrow was aimed at the gap between the two winter geese, and the arrow carrying Mars hit the ground very cunningly.
Passing between the two geese, the two winter geese suddenly burst into flames and fell to the ground whining!
"This is the Baili Meteor Arrow!"
"The reputation is well-deserved. Finally, I have experienced it."
Zhan Changfeng remained unmoved, raising his bow and shooting arrows with a focused and serious expression, as if he was in two different worlds from the people around him.
Her arrow was not impressive in comparison, and she only shot down a winter goose.
However, the two of them each shot down three, which was a tie. The winter geese were about to fly out of range, and victory or defeat was imminent. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Now the competition is speed and time!
Whistle arrows leap into the air, meteor arrows!
This arrow shot through the air, and suddenly another arrow caught up with it.
Everyone didn't react in time, they just watched blankly as Zhan Changfeng's arrow cut through the meteor arrow like a sharp blade, and shot down a winter goose with a whoosh.
Baili's sister was so anxious that she jumped, "It's so despicable."
But Baili was heartbroken. This arrow was so fast that it could actually catch up with his meteor arrow. Not only did he catch up, he could also split it in half! He had enough energy to shoot through the winter goose!
A layman can see the wonderful things, but an expert can see the secrets. This man in sackcloth should not be underestimated!
The only three remaining winter geese were flying around in panic in the sky, whining loudly.
However, it is their random flying that makes them so far apart that they cannot kill two birds with one stone, nor can they use meteor arrows.
The two men set their arrows almost at the same time, and "whoosh". "Whoosh", the two winter geese fell.
There's only one left!
The onlookers couldn't help but hold their breath, the winner depends on this one!
After a hundred miles, Zhan Changfeng touched the quiver, but it was empty.
Some people noticed her pause and kept exclaiming, "She has no arrows!"
How can we compete if we have no arrows? It's too late to get the arrows. Baili has already shot them.
The store owner also wanted to watch them compete, so he hurriedly took out an arrow from his arms and handed it over, "My friend, why are you so stupid..."
The word "mold" hadn't come out yet, but Zhan Changfeng raised his bow and pulled the string with his bare hands.
"Zheng!"
This sound was so loud and harsh that the winter geese in the sky tilted their bodies and fell down!
The crowd was silent for a moment, then burst into applause.
"You can actually scare winter geese down with just the sound of a bowstring. What a miraculous skill."
"Genius, genius in archery."
Baili had a cold face and was silent for a while, then walked up to her and said, "I lost. Can I ask my friend's name?"
"It's just a chance encounter." Zhan Changfeng doesn't think she has won much glory. Archery is the unity of mind, body, and mind. It's like drinking tea and water for her. She accepted this competition because she wanted to see what the martial arts in this world are like.
, but this Baili did not try his best and wasted this competition.
She still has to go to tribal council and hang out.