Xing Zhiying was blocked by Sanjimar, unable to move forward or retreat. She was completely at a loss as her face turned red and her ears turned red. In her heart, she even scolded the uncle who was causing trouble.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, she suddenly heard a familiar voice in her ear: "Hey, little Ying'er, are you scolding me secretly?"
The first-line sound transmission technique was none other than Huangfu Yingyang. Xing Zhiying was immediately ecstatic and threw the featherless arrow in her hand without thinking.
Everyone's eyes dimmed, and then they heard a muffled bang, and the featherless arrow was firmly embedded in the bull's eye.
There was a moment of joy in the field. Xing Zhiying held tightly the featherless arrow that had not been shot. In her ears, she heard Huangfu Yingyang's frustrated voice saying: "You little Ying'er, your hands and feet are really fast. Aren't you afraid that I won't do it?"
Are you willing to help?"
The corners of Xing Zhiying's mouth curled up slightly, thinking that you wouldn't dare to do so, but then she felt something strange and wondered where she got her confidence from.
By the way, if he misses the shot anyway, he will be the one who is embarrassed in the end. I have to believe that this guy would really stand by and watch.
Xing Zhiying was secretly proud, and glanced at Sanjimar again, only to see her eyes widening, and after a moment she said with difficulty: "Okay...sister, you are really good at it, let's compete again."
After saying this, she raised her voice and ordered her people to move the two arrows back again, and everyone cheered.
In the blink of an eye, the target was set. Sanjimar's expression softened a little, and he lowered his eyebrows and said calmly: "How about this, Sister Xing, this time we will shoot three arrows at once. If there is still no winner, then it will be regarded as your victory.
Is this good?"
Xing Zhiying was surprised when she heard this. It was exactly what she wanted, but she couldn't agree to it. Instead, she declined and said: "How embarrassing is this? As the saying goes, it's up to the guest to do as he pleases. If there really is no winner, sister, you should be considered the winner."
Sanjimar lowered his head and said in shock: "I don't want to hide it from my sister. These one hundred and forty steps are already my limit. No matter how far I am, I can't guarantee that I can hit it. By then, I can't compare to my sister, so I might as well make a fuss."
Mercy, please save a little face for me."
Her voice was very low when she said these words. After hearing this, Xing Zhiying was both amused and ashamed. She blushed and said, "Then I'm being disrespectful. Sister, please stabilize your mind and do your best. Don't hold back."
good."
Sanjimar was relieved, and he immediately raised his voice and spoke to the people around him, who then burst into applause.
Xing Zhiying was afraid that Huangfu Yingyang didn't understand, so she looked at the right opportunity and made a "three" gesture to him. Huangfu Yingyang looked confused, but secretly responded with a line of sound.
Xing Zhiying was determined, and then she saw Sanjimar pull out three arrows and put them on the string at the same time. His eyes were fixed on the target in the distance, and his expression became tense.
Xing Zhiying knew that Sanjimar was making a desperate move and must use her special skills. Sure enough, she heard a deep shout immediately after, and three sharp arrows shot out in unison, hitting the target at the same time in the blink of an eye.
Everyone looked intently and saw two sharp arrows hitting red hearts on the left and right, but the last one missed slightly and landed near the central ring. They were so sorry that they immediately let out a sigh.
Sanjimar was also disappointed. In annoyance, he threw the longbow aside and retreated with a sullen face, without even saying hello to Xing Zhiying.
When Xing Zhiying saw Sangjimar like this, she felt inexplicably ashamed and wanted to retreat. She glanced at Huangfu Yingyang secretly, but saw that he was looking at her with a burning look on his face, with a look of encouragement on his face.
Xing Zhiying hesitated for a moment, and heard everyone's shouts of "Zhang Qiu Xianpa" getting louder and louder. Finally, she secretly said helplessly, raised her hand and threw out the three featherless arrows.
There was a moment of silence in the field. Xing Zhiying expected to cheer like thunder again, but after waiting for a moment, she only heard waves of buzzing sounds coming into her ears. Her heart suddenly sank. Could it be that there was an accident?
Looking at Huangfu Yingyang in disbelief, he suddenly saw a strong figure of Shen Xiong appearing beside him, and his right wrist was firmly grasped by this man, unable to move at all.
Seeing that the "mastermind behind the scenes" was caught red-handed, Xing Zhiying couldn't care less whether the three arrows just hit or not. She was just confused and confused, and her pretty face turned red.
Suddenly, she felt her arms tighten, but she was caught by Sanjimar. Xing Zhiying was suddenly startled and struggled away in a hurry, her lips trembling and unable to speak.
Sanjimar didn't expect Xing Zhiying to react so strongly. She was startled and then said softly: "Good sister, thank you."
When Xing Zhiying heard this, she knew that she had probably lost. She hummed in disbelief and couldn't help but glance towards Huangfu Yingyang.
Seeing Xing Zhiying's expression was different, Sanjimar also turned his head, and then cheered: "Master! You can count on it!"
Xing Zhiying's delicate body trembled. Her mind was agitated just now. Before she had time to take a closer look, could that person be Rui Yangzi? In surprise, she heard a chuckle, and a slightly hoarse voice said: "Stupid girl, you have the nerve to be here."
You are shouting and yelling here, and you almost lost your face as a teacher just now."
As he was talking, he saw the man dragging Huangfu Yingyang towards him. There was a hint of drunkenness in his eyebrows that seemed familiar to him, but he did not hide his heroic spirit. His gestures showed everyone's demeanor. He was the head of the Shangde Palace of the Kunlun Sect's Qingtian Palace.
Chang Wanli named Ruiyangzi.
Hearing this, Sanjimar's cheeks were filled with dizziness. He stepped forward and said coquettishly, "That was because my disciple made a mistake. As the saying goes, 'people make mistakes and horses make mistakes.' In short, the situation is excusable, isn't it?
?What’s more, in the end, my disciple won.”
After she said that, she cast a grateful glance at Xing Zhiying. Xing Zhiying knew that Sangjimar had misunderstood that she had deliberately given up to her, and she felt even more dumbfounded for a moment. She turned to look at Huangfu Yingyang, and saw that he had a tense face.
He seemed to be thinking about countermeasures.
When everyone saw Chang Wanli appear, they immediately cheered. The slightly awkward silence was finally washed away. There were even shouts of "Zhang Qiu Xianpa" in the cheers, which was naturally attributed to the loyalty of the "little Bodhisattva"
A fan.
When Xing Zhiying saw Chang Wanli smiling and nodding to everyone, but with no intention of revealing the truth, a big stone finally fell in her heart. Just when she was about to step forward to talk, she heard Chang Wanli smile at Sangjimar: "Hurry up!
Why don't you take your ancestor's cow back and give it to others for free?"
Although Sanjimar went through a lot of twists and turns this time, fortunately, she still retained the title of the female archery goddess. She smiled brightly and said with joy: "Yes, master, could you please entertain Uncle Yin Yang and Sister Xing for the disciple?"
, I will come back as soon as I go."
After saying that, she gave a weak bow and then flew away like a whirlwind. Chang Wanli sighed when he saw this and said: "You are still so arrogant, and you don't want to introduce to me who these 'Uncle Yin Yang' and 'Sister Xing' are. How can that be so?"