In the complex eyes of everyone, the horse flickered and jumped up and down, trying to lift Cao Bianjiao off his back.
Cao Bianjiao pulled the reins tightly.
If he hadn't been very strong, he would have been blown away long ago.
Cao Bianjiao was furious and furious, but he could only lie on the horse's back, competing with the horse while cursing:
"This damn beast!"
The people watching were watching with relish. The people who were mocking Jia Chen just now were watching Cao Bianjiao's lively, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.
According to the rules, if Cao Bianjiao falls off his horse, he will be sentenced to failure.
Amid the discussion and ridicule of the crowd, one man and one horse were fighting on the court.
The people watching were all confused.
This reversal came too quickly!
No one could have expected that a game that was one-sided crushing in their imagination without any suspense would become such a scene.
In a subtle atmosphere, everyone looked at Cao Bianjiao, who was in danger and was in danger, and then looked at Jia Chen, who was leisurely and leisurely, and walked forward slowly, with strangeness on his face.
expression.
Isn't this a dream?
The sweaty and bloody BMW was actually steadily suppressed by a bad horse.
It's simply incredible!
It's terrible to think about it carefully!
Some onlookers rubbed their eyes and couldn't believe the strange scene in front of them.
At this moment, Jia Chen suddenly turned around on the horse's back and rode backwards.
In Cao Bianjiao's astonished gaze, Jia Chen looked at Cao Bianjiao with a smile on his face and fought against the horses under him, and shouted with a smile:
"Little dark horse, don't turn around! You jump! Jump!"
Seeing Cao Bianjiao's face turned pale, Jia Chen continued to smile:
"Come on! Come on! Come on, the little dark horse! If you can throw him down, I will treat Cuihua as your wife."
Cao Bianjiao's face was so angry that it was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Beautiful job! Yes, just jump like that! He's so cool! Beautiful!"
As soon as these words came out, a burst of laughter broke out among the onlookers.
Cao Bianjiao was almost vomiting blood because of anger. He was about to open his mouth and scold Jia Chen, but the horse under his crotch suddenly pushed him, causing him to almost bite off his tongue.
Zhang Yang almost burst into anger and roared:
"Jia Chen! It is impossible to relieve my hatred if I don't kill you!"
Everyone looked at Zhang Yang as if they were watching a jumping clown.
Jia Chen smiled disdainfully.
When Cao Bianjiao finally comforted the horse under his crotch, he looked up again and found that Jia Chen's bad horse was taking small steps, crossing the finish line like a leisurely stroll.
A burst of warm applause and cheers rang around.
Although the competition was not fierce, Jia Chen's wisdom won people's respect and praise.
Cao Bianjiao was stunned when he was struck by lightning.
At this moment, the people around, including Lu Xiangsheng, were all looking at Jia Chen with shock.
This is an unprecedented horse racing.
Jia Chen won the slowest horse racing victory in history in a jaw-dropping way.
It is comparable to Tian Ji's horse racing, and can be recorded in history and become a beautiful story.
The scene was silent, and everyone's face was filled with indescribable weirdness and astonishment.
Their eyes were full of amazement when they looked at Jia Chen.
No matter what happened in the process, Jia Chen won the end.
Cao Bianjiao seems arrogant, but his military strategy says that "a arrogant soldier will be defeated."
The soldiers watching all thought of this military tactic, and their failure against Cao Bianjiao was not as strange as at the beginning.
Lu Xiangsheng laughed:
"I knew that Master Jia was both civil and military, and he must have made some plans. I told you why he chose this bad horse. It turns out that there is such a trick here. Master Jia is very talented and has the ability to be elusive."
At this time, Lu Xiangsheng's face turned from dark to sunny, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although the process was a bit bizarre, the result was good. At this time, he was in a very good mood. Looking at Jia Chen, he felt that
Extremely pleasing to the eye.
Cao Bianjiao and Zhang Yang showed an expression of resentment and aggrievance on their faces.
This game was like a nightmare for both of them.
It's a shame!
What a great shame!
It's a bit incredible.
The sweat-blooded BMW could have crushed the inferior horse, but unexpectedly, it would give them such a great humiliation.
Zhang Yang is the prince’s brother-in-law. He is arrogant and arrogant. When did he suffer such great grievances?
Cao Bianjiao was young and energetic, and was the nephew of the famous general Cao Wenzhao, and he was also very dissatisfied.
In a rage, Cao Bianjiao turned over and dismounted, roared, stabbed BMW into the neck with a knife, and shouted: "Go to die!"
Accompanied by a wail, the sweaty and bloody BMW fell to the ground, struggled for a while and then disappeared.
Cao Bianjiao shouted:
"Jia Chen! You won't win! If it weren't for this damn beast, how could you win? I'm not convinced!"
Jia Chen smiled slightly. This defeated general was just incompetent and furious.
"If you are fighting between the two armies and you die because your horse is out of control, will the King of Hell care whether you accept it?" Jia Chen asked lightly.
As soon as these words were spoken, Cao Bianjiao's face turned red in an instant. He was speechless and could only shout:
"I admit defeat in the horse racing, but I am proficient in archery. Do you dare to compete with me?"
Jia Chen smiled slightly and nodded:
"sure!"
In the past half month, in addition to searching for Jia Mu's private money in Jinling, Jia Chen also took a break from his busy schedule and practiced archery skills.
He never forgets everything he sees, has a very high understanding, and can quickly hit every move.
Now that Cao Bianjiao wants to compete with him for archery skills, Jia Chen is naturally not afraid of him.
At this time, Lu Xiangsheng shouted:
"Horse racing, Jia Chen wins! The next round, the shooting technique is tested!"
The noise here attracted more people to watch.
Cao Bianjiao and Jia Chen came to the field beside him, where a target had been set up, and the distance between the target and the shooting point was about a hundred steps.
Cao Bianjiao's archery technique is well-known in Luoyang City, and most people think that Jia Chen will lose.
As everyone's eyes looked at, Cao Bianjiao roared: "Get the bow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier immediately gave him a strong bow with a black and purple body.
"Good bow!"
The person who knew the goods next to him was filled with regret and exclaimed.
The soldiers next to him handed a pot of arrows.
With the bow and arrow in hand, Cao Bianjiao's momentum immediately rose, giving people huge pressure.
Someone exclaimed: "The bow in Cao Bianjiao's hand is cast from purple sandalwood, which is extremely hard. This bow is probably powered by three stones." Jia Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that Cao Bianjiao was indeed a bit powerful.
One stone is converted into the weight of later generations, about 60 kilograms.
The three stone bow is 180 kilograms.
During the Three Kingdoms period, Huang Zhong's bow was three stones.
From this we can see that Cao Bianjiao is indeed strong, and his single-wheel arm strength can be comparable to Huang Zhong.
When I heard that the bow had three stones, the people around me showed an inexplicable look.
Lu Xiangsheng also secretly worried about Jia Chen.
This Cao Bian Jiao Shooting Technique is so powerful?
Then doesn’t Jia Chen have no chance of winning?
Everyone also felt that Jia Chen would definitely lose.