When the sharp arrow was about to leave the string, his eyes suddenly turned deep.
"call out-"
At that moment, the entire small square appeared quiet for a moment, and almost everyone subconsciously held their breath, staring closely at the orbit of the sharp arrow, watching it nailed to another target.
Then there was a soft bang, which was clearly audible in the quiet space.
After shooting the bullseye with a sharp arrow in the man's hand, he passed through the body, and after shooting through the target, he flew a certain distance before falling to the ground!
This arm strength is nothing less than that of Qianliu!
The crowd onlookers remained silent for a long time.
"Okay! Great! Xue Honglian, you are amazing!" Qian Yi was the first to burst into cheers, clapping and screaming and jumping. The joy and excitement on her face were real, and a pair of cat eyes curled out of her smile. It's a half arc.
After her applause, the voice of applause from the crowd followed.
The people in the stockade are real, even if Xue Qinglian is an outsider, but his strength is really strong. He has the ability, and it is right to applaud him.
Staring at the man walking back slowly, Qianliu put away the trace of contempt in his eyes, "There are still two rounds of competition. You haven't won, so don't be proud of it too soon."
"This sentence is what I want to say to you." The man looked back at him with no expression on his face.
Qianliu frowned. I don't know why I always feel that the man now looks a little different from just now, but he can't tell where it is different.
Obviously it is the same person, why does the momentum change quietly
Before it was casual, lazy and unruly. Now he exuded a sense of calmness, and there was silence in his calmness.
Suddenly, I couldn't find that I was still carrying a little bit of popularity.
Standing on the edge of the court, Qianyi stared at the suddenly cold man blankly, only to feel that his legs and feet were soft, why did the ice face suddenly come back? The eyes of the crowd said that the change would change. Fortunately, the people in the stockade were not familiar with him yet, so he didn't see any flaws, otherwise he would have to be seen as a monster.
And Qian Xi, who had also been paying attention to the man, had eyes brighter and brighter, and the sudden danger of the man's breath made her heart beat faster.
Xue Honglian stood in the middle of the court, quietly waiting for the second match, deafening to the cheering and shouting around her.
The second field is faster than the speed.
It's not a competition in a small square.
Seeing the crowd moving, Xue Honglian frowned, and then she was pulled up by Qian Yi who was rushing over and left.
"The venue for the speed test is on the shore of the Saintess Lake in the south of the stockade. Follow the people in the stockade.” Qianyi explained as he walked. "There is a windmill on the shore of the Saintess Lake. The target is mounted on a windmill, and whoever shoots the most arrows on the target in a stick of incense wins."
Xue Honglian didn't change his expression. She flipped her wrist and pulled her hand out easily, "Don't move your hands or feet."
"..." Qianyi's small face flushed quickly and became angry. "You are my guardian! You have already made me lose my face in the morning. If you don't give me face, I will tell you that I will be really angry. When I get angry, the consequences are very serious!"
Don't think she is so bullying, she just has a good temper, and if she cares about it, she will be scared herself!
The woman's cat eyes stared roundly, trying to express her anger, but the slightly drooping corners of her eyes made her look not only not fierce, but like a cat rolling around begging for comfort, funny and tight.
Glancing at her indifferently, the man walked to the front in two steps with his long legs, and the woman was left alone in the back, unable to get up and down.
Ignore her again, right, right
Angrily, Qian Yi rushed up, stretched out both hands tightly around the man's arm, and looked up at him and stared at each other.
I don't let go, what are you doing
Tell you to mess with me!
The corner of her mouth was almost invisible, and Xue Honglian walked forward blankly, letting a small burden hang on her hand.
I really don't want to look at the girl's stupid appearance.
The Saintess Lake to the south of the stockade is very large, with clear blue water. Standing on the edge of the lake, you can see the floating plants at the bottom of the lake.
On the lake, a group of ducks paddling comfortably, combing their feathers with their flat long hard beaks, rattling one after another.
Xue Honglian saw the windmill by the lake.
At the top of the tall garden pole, two round wheels, one large and one small, rotate at a constant speed under the wind.
"We have already seen Gongzi Xue's skills just now. If you compare it according to the previous rules, it may not be difficult for you. So this time we will change the content of the test a little bit. Hang the windmill with red and blue cloth strips. Everyone chooses a color. In the end, whoever can shoot the most cloth without damaging the cloth will win. How?” The old man in charge of the referee in the stockade looked at Xue Honglian and Qianliu.
The two looked at each other and nodded each.
Someone immediately threw a large fishing net onto the Zhiding windmill. Numerous red and blue cloth strips hung on the fishing net with silk threads. Driven by the windmill, it whirled and floated in the wind.
Without sufficient eyesight, pre-judgment, and precision, it is difficult to get to the sky if you want to shoot a bow and arrow to get a cloth strip.
Moreover, the competition is performed by two people at the same time. If you accidentally shoot down a cloth strip of the opponent's color, it is also considered as the opponent's acquisition, which is equivalent to making a wedding dress for the opponent.
Some villagers have lighted the sandalwood and inserted it on the soft muddy ground by the lake.
With the time limit of Yizhixiang, whoever gets the most cloth will win when the time is over.
The competition officially begins.
This time everyone held their breath and stared at the two people who were competing, because this time the challenge was more difficult than any previous time.
Coupled with the strength that Xue Honglian showed just now, so this time the villagers did not have the confidence to be sure who would win in the end.
Although Qianliu is the number one warrior in the stockade, but to Xue Honglian... I don't know why everyone has a vague understanding in their hearts. Qianliu's odds of winning are not high.
Especially in the case of a game that has already been lost, there is no room for optimism next.
Qian Yi suddenly brought back a man from the outside world. Although everyone was curious, in fact, he did not have much sense of identity with this man.
Everyone just thinks that he is a handsome man. In terms of ability, he may not be able to keep up with the people in their stockade.
But now they seem to be wrong.
Xue Honglian is definitely not a man who is useless except for his face, on the contrary, the feeling he gives people gradually becomes mysterious.
Dare to come for a challenge, at any time, it is a relaxed look, as if the winner is in hand. They will wait and see how much ability this person has.
Qianliu glanced at the calm and indifferent man next to him, settled his mind and drew his bow and arrow, and began to aim at the windmill. Although he still looked calm, no one knew that the palm of his hand was already sweating.
The man started to make him nervous.