Linghu Huori walked among the treetops with lightness skills, his figure was dexterous and elegant, and if he found a bird, he would shoot it down with the silver needle on the fan. It was exactly as he thought, he shot the bird easily.
However, Duanmu Canglan didn't have to do it himself! He just blew a whistle to call his black hawk, and told his black hawk to catch ten little birds for him!
In the end, when Black Eagle caught ten birds, Linghu Huori only shot seven.
Duanmu hung ten birds on a string and hung them on his scimitar, and yelled at Linghu Huo Ri: "Huo Ri, don't shoot any more! I've already caught ten birds, and you lost the first round! Haha! "Duanmu laughed arrogantly!
"Oh!" Linghu Huori was really annoyed now! He was the one who proposed this project, and he blinded himself for a while, forgetting that Duanmu could use the Black Hawk!
"My Huo Ri, what about the second competition? Don't be angry! If you are angry, the prince will feel a little distressed." Duanmu Canglan teased Linghu Huo Ri intentionally.
His frightened look makes people want to slap him in the face! This guy is too bt! This is the idea of Linghu Huo Ri's two followers.
Linghu Huori said unconvinced: "You just relied on the black eagle to win, this is not a real skill! Why are you showing off?"
Prince Duanmu smiled evilly and said: "It is my ability to control the black eagle! Huo Ri, you also used the spring on the paper fan. Isn't that your ability, but the spring's ability?"
Linghu Huori was dumbfounded by the question, his handsome face was flushed, but what Duanmu said was the truth, he couldn't refute it, so after thinking for a while, he said: "The second item, let's compete!"
"Right? Yes, is it considered a martial arts competition?" Duanmu asked with a smile on his hips, as if he was trying his best to endure someone's lying to him.
Linghu Huo thought to himself, he really doesn't have much chance of winning the martial arts competition, but what about Biwen, this barbarian from Vietnam, it's just a barren land, how much ink can he have in his stomach
"What? We're just talking about competitions. Have you ever said that you must compete in martial arts but not in literature? Who said you should be more gentle just now? You can't even speak of literature. How can you be gentle?" Linghu Huo Ri was right about Duanmu This Vietnamese product doesn't know how to write, but only knows how to use swords and knives.
However, Linghu Huori's thinking was completely wrong!
Although the culture of Yue State is not as long as that of Yan State, the descendants of the royal family of Yue State have already started to learn the culture of Yan State. Otherwise, how could Prince Duanmu and Princess Duanmu speak Yan language fluently
Prince Duanmu secretly laughed in his heart, but he said calmly: "Okay... let's compare texts, right? What's the comparison? Tell me! You are the only one I know!"
Linghu Huo Rijun showed a slight smile and said: "It's very simple, I will make the upper line and you will face the lower line! Then it is your turn to make the upper line and I will face the lower line. Only count from one to ten, and if you can't come out right, you will lose!"
If he doesn't win this time, he won't believe in evil! If Linghu Huori's skill in writing was recognized as the second in Yan Guo, no one would dare to recognize him as the first.
"Then... alright! You go out first!" Duanmu looked very aggressive. But, he thought, he had already won the first round, and he was not afraid of losing the second round. At most, what about winning the third round? What's more, he may not necessarily lose.
The two of them faced each other, Linghu Huori in white clothes was facing the sinister Prince Duanmu in black robe, both of them were walking with splayed feet, a pair of beautiful men flirted with each other!
"Fire date." Linghu Fire Day began.
"Bing Peach.",
"Qingming rain."
"Chongyang wind."
"The autumn waters are as long as the sky and the same color."
"The sunset and the lone duck fly together."
Linghu Huo Ri never expected it! Prince Duanmu can not only speak Yanyu fluently, but also match pairs very quickly. He Jian really couldn't believe that the prince of the Yue Kingdom had such a thorough research on the culture of the Yan Kingdom! He underestimated this Vietnamese product!
"The cuckoo sings in the rhododendron, vivid and colorful;"
"Butterfly dances in a butterfly's dream, without a trace."
Suddenly, when it was Duanmu's turn to come out with the couplet, Duanmu Canglan pointed at Linghu Huori and smiled strangely, "Linghu Huori, you are not a gentle person for swearing!"
Linghu Huori replied angrily: "Duanmu Canglan, you are the barbarian of Yue! How dare you mention the word Siwen?"
"Ha! Haha!" Duanmu Canglan suddenly laughed with his hands on his hips: "Hahaha! Linghu Huori, you lost! This pair is wrong!"
Linghu Huori was stunned, and really wanted to yell, but he couldn't yell anymore, and he lost two games in a row!