The uncle was not at all displeased, but just smiled: "Okay, then today, let's take a look, who is better at the best archer of the Martial Arts or the elite of my Tang army? Come and take my Bai Yucong! I will take a look today. Whether it is a Martial Arts or a Tang army, who can win the first place, my BMW will be given to him as a lottery, and I will also personally award him the title of No. 1 Arrower in the world!"

For a moment, everyone on the field stopped breathing, and then cheered in unison, and the crowd of people with excitement turned green...

Bai Yucong, this is the horse used by Uncle Li to conquer Liaodong this time, and it is very popular with Uncle Li. It seems that Uncle Li is spending a lot of money to inspire all the soldiers. Moreover, the title of the world's number one archer was personally awarded by Emperor Tang, the great Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, His Majesty Tian Khan, who conquers the world. What an honor is this?!

Not to mention the Sagittarius present, Uncle Cheng, the old gangster of the Tang Dynasty, also jumped out: "Old Cheng is here too! No matter if you lose, your Majesty is not allowed to keep your word if you win."

OK, Uncle Li's nerve-wracking expression flashed, and he smiled and said, "Don't worry, when did I speak without trust?"

After saying that, Uncle Li raised his hand to signal the start of the competition, and waved to me. I ran to Uncle Li and stood at attention: "I have seen Your Majesty."

"Boy, I support you with all my strength. Don't let me down. If my white jade cong falls into the hands of the man, I will fight for you at that time!" Uncle Li showed a vicious and evil smile and threatened me.

"Ah?! I said to Your Majesty, isn't your move to inspire the courage of the Marceli people?" I was a little depressed. Although I had confidence in Xue Rengui's archery skills, but when Uncle Li was so stupid, God knows whether the Marceli barbarian would have a great character outbreak?

Uncle Li glared at me again: "Fuck, I'm so anxious. Have you ever told the man to tell me about this when I came forward? The best way to deal with these mantras is to use a needle to target the wheat and destroy all their self-confidence from the strongest points of their mantras."

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I looked at Uncle Li with a helpless look on my face. Forget it, if you want to be crazy, please leave it to you. Anyway, Xue Rengui can show more reputation here and will be more beneficial to his future development prospects. Anyway, huh, I will have a performance of destroying the bow in a while and secretly helping Xue Rengui, and I agreed in my heart.

Looking up, my two loyal servants had arrived. The Turkic barbarian, Bonnarjin, never missed the opportunity to show off himself. He held his five-stone horn bow and squeezed in front of me: "My master, please allow your most loyal servant, the number one Turkic warrior, Bonnarjin, who is said to be able to shoot even the eagles in the sky, will fight. No matter what, Bonnarjin will never embarrass the master..."

I quickly raised my hand to stop this guy from continuing to spit on the star. "Yes, I promise you, but I can't enter the top 50. Don't swear in front of me in the future, what is the number one warrior you are? Do you understand?!" I plucked my eyes at this guy.

When Bonahrjin heard me agreeing to his request, he almost wanted to hold my feet and talk wildly: "I am worthy of being my most wise master. Your wisdom is brighter than the sun in the sky, and your mind is even stronger than the sky on the grassland... Master, where are you going?!"

"Can I go and spit? Just get out and practice your arrows. If you can't get into the top 50, see how I deal with you!" I threatened fiercely at this loyal servant who had a rising trend in flattery. Bonnarjin bulged his chest muscles, and he showed a furry arm, slapped his chest and shouted: "If I, Bonnarjin, embarked on my master, I would rather die under my own arrow!" Tengteng strode towards the shooting range.

A hand next to me stabbed me, no one was open to my eyes? I turned my head viciously, and Uncle Li, the old hooligan, looked gloating. "This personal soldier of a virtuous son-in-law is really interesting. As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red, those who are close to Mo are black. Don't blame others too much, hahaha..."

Uncle Li left this sentence and walked towards the side with his hands on his back. I looked dark and said, "The Three Pure Ones are above you." If it weren't for your sake, you are my wife's biological father, I would definitely greet all your female relatives!"

With a lot of resentment, I returned to the other side and smiled at the guests who had been impatiently waiting, saying, "How is that?"

I am ready? Please wait a moment, because there are too many people here, so I can only wait until they compete with each other and then compete with the leaders. What do the leaders think?”

"Okay, let's get to know these bows first." Da Bo Rong couldn't put it down and stroked the good bow in his hand. Wu Heer on the side had already started testing the strong bow in his hand. He didn't need to look down at the arrow pouch, and he grabbed it casually, and a feather arrow came to his hand. He looked ahead and pulled and loosened the bow string. With a buzzing sound, the feather arrow had been inserted on the target fifty meters away, very close to the ten rings. I couldn't help but take a breath. The Three Pure Dao Zun was above, no wonder this guy was so arrogant. It seemed that he was still at a little level.

While skillfully playing with the fine bows carefully made by the generals of the Tang Dynasty, the elder asked at me with a smile: "I saw that the master had very long arms and looked at him with a hawk. I just heard the general's conversation with others. He could even drive a heavy bow of seven or eight stones. I think he must be a good shooting person, right?"

This made me stunned, and then smiled and said perfunctorily: "Where is it, you can just pull a bow and shoot arrows. It's not a good thing or not. However, if anyone shoots far, I'm afraid that no one in the world is Fang's enemy!" I said the last sentence arrogantly.

"...I am the leader of Baishan Maruhe, Mu Te Shui, and I am willing to compete with this General Fang." This man was also very powerful, as strong as a cow, and his muscles were all raised. Well, but for me, having more muscles does not mean that he has great strength, otherwise, the weightlifting champion of the Olympic Games should be awarded to the bodybuilders.

"Is that?" I smiled, and I was extremely excited. I like to deal with those unopposed guys when there were too many people. I got used to it. When there were too many teachers, there would always be the urge to compete with my opponent in public. Of course, it was all more civilized behavior, not cursing the streets or playing hooligans. This is very necessary to clarify.

"Yes, but, after they decide the first archer, how about we compete?" I opened my mouth, as long as I aimed at the target, I could shoot as far as I could.

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After a promise with this person, I began to watch the show with peace of mind, first in the preliminary round, but because they were carefully selected elites, hundreds of soldiers, and the old gangsters who also came to join in the fun, none of them were off the target, which made the leaders of the Marine tribes stunned, and their expressions became a little solemn. Because the targets here were all a hundred steps away, the bow in their hands would be blown away in such a strong windy weather and deviated from their targets.

While I was pretending to watch the archery competition, I captured their expressions without missing a trace. Their expressions were not relaxed, and the expressions of the No. archer of the Martin Arthur were also solemn. At this time, Xue Rengui appeared. He seemed to have not even looked at the target. He raised his hand and pulled out three arrows directly from the quiver, and then pulled the bow. At the moment everyone stared at, the three feather arrows were nailed to the red heart, all of which were penetrated through the wood, leaving only the tail of the arrow on the target.

"Okay!" The audience applauded, so handsome. He took the arrow and pulled the bow and strings in one go. He shot three arrows in a volley, and he could still be so accurate, as if he was playing an art. Uncle Li's expression immediately became vivid and he applauded to cheer.

Soon, twenty sharpshooters were decided, and it was not an exaggeration to call them sharpshooters. Among the Tang generals, only Ashinasmo, Xue Rengui, Su Dingfang, Li Daozong and nine elite soldiers from the Tang Dynasty Military Academy. Uncle Cheng was eliminated in the third round. The old gangster was so angry that he broke the four stone bows in his hand and withdrew from the battlefield with filthy words. If a group of veterans laughed and scolded, they could see that the foreheads of these people on the side were covered with cold sweat.
Chapter completed!