Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

The martial field in the palace is quite large, in terms of area alone, it may be more than two racetracks.

Bai Chen took off his heavy winter clothes, and the thin shirt on his body was faintly soaked with sweat. He shot an arrow, and the arrow hit the red heart steadily with sharpness.

"it is good!"

There was a burst of applause from around, and some of them even raised their weapons and shouted, "Your Majesty is brave!" '

Gong Yilin changed into new clothes and wore a cloak, and walked quietly through the crowd, standing at a position with a wide view but close to the corner. From this angle, Bai Chen's arrow shooting movements could not be seen clearly, but looking from the side, the young man With sword eyebrows and star eyes, one bow and two shots, two arrows with carved feathers hit the ten rings and laughed heartily.

"Come again!" Bai Chen shouted, "Who else wants to compete!"

Many of the onlookers were soldiers. They had followed Bai Chen to the battlefield, and they were very competitive. But when Bai Chen yelled, although they were gearing up, they didn't dare to move forward. The soldiers who were defeated by Bai Chen before had "sharp archers" He was known as "Piercing Yang with Hundred Steps", and once hit the enemy's head with an arrow on the battlefield. Such people were defeated. If they went, wouldn't they be humiliating themselves.

Bai Chen put away his bow and glanced at the group of people like an eagle, "It doesn't matter whether you succeed or fail, but as a soldier, you must defend your home and country, guard your territory, and your fighting spirit is indestructible!"

His voice was high-pitched and loud, resounding in every corner of the martial field.

Most of the soldiers who wanted to retreat were deep in thought, especially the sharp archer who had just been defeated by Bai Chen. Weapons back the enemy and kill."

clap clap clap!

There was a burst of applause, and someone clapped forward, "My son has a good opinion, why don't you want to compete with me?"

Everyone looked at the speaker and looked at each other, as if they were asking if they knew each other with their eyes, and concluded that it was a new face, who came from nowhere.One of the strong men said: "Although you can't lose your fighting spirit, but look at your slender arms and legs, how can you win against the prince?"

"Beautiful fists and embroidered legs, let's step back first." Someone echoed.

Bai Chen looked at Gong Yilin, but he didn't underestimate him because of his thin body, "Sir, can you use arrows?"

Gongyilin raised his eyebrows, "It's a gamble?"

Bai Chen became interested, "What are you betting on?"

"The ancients said that if you promise a thousand gold, you can press 1000 taels."

Before Bai Chen could make a sound, some soldiers couldn't help laughing, "Can you get 1000 taels of silver?"

Gongyilin: "Gold."

There was silence.

"1000 taels of gold, Mr. is really generous," Bai Chen, "It's not that I look down on Mr., it's just that Mr. 1000 taels of gold is really generous?"

"Of course, the gambling money is on me."

"Hahaha!" There was laughter all around, and it was ridiculous that someone said that he could carry 1000 taels of gold on his body.

"I'll bet on it." The four words resounded loudly.

A snow-white bird was displayed in front of everyone, without a single hair on its body, especially a pair of eyes, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are intelligent eyes, shining with the light of humanity.

When Gong Yilin said, "The gambling money is on me", the little bird's intuition was not good, and it was only a moment of dullness, and it was taken out by a pair of cold hands and held in the palm of his hand.

"What kind of species is this?" Kilometer's wife likes to raise birds, and many princes and nobles like this one, but the one in front of her looks like a bird, but judging from the color and wings, it can never be an ordinary bird .

Gong Yilin, "Do you want to gamble?"

Bai Chen was slightly stunned and then laughed, "It is indeed worth thousands of gold."

This is not an exaggeration. As far as he knows, the Ninth Prince is crazy about birds. If he took out this bird, let alone 1000 taels of gold, even if it was doubled, he would still give it.

"This bird looks quite human, sir, if you take it out as a bet, I'm afraid I'll win people's love."

"Love is real."

The little bird, who was annoyed and wanted to teach him a lesson, stopped when he heard this sentence.

"But you can't talk about winning people's love," Gong Yilin said lightly, "because you have no chance of winning."

"Kung fu is in the hands." Bai Chen took off the bow on his back and threw it to him, "To be fair, I don't use the bow and arrow I usually use."

Gong Yilin didn't refuse, but said: "Since we've made a bet, it's better to fight quickly."

Bai Chen, "It's all up to you, sir."

"You and I each ride a steed. Within three laps, the one who arrives first and hits the most bull's-eyes is the winner."

"Okay! This gamble is more interesting than standing still and shooting arrows... Zhang Jun!"

"Yes!" The man who was defeated by Bai Chen before replied.

"Go to Ma Peng to get two BMWs. I want to compete with my husband."

After a while, two maroon horses appeared in the sight of everyone, and their tails flicked lightly, like a bolt of lightning, with an imposing manner.

"This is the war horse of the frontier fortress. My husband and I will each ride a horse. The husband will choose first."

Gong Yilin chose a horse at random, got on the horse, and said in a low voice, "Trust me!"

The little bird had only heard the same words before. At that time, the clothes of Gong Yilin who said these words were almost torn, and his clever words made people uncomfortable, but now, he was about to ride the horse and whip, exuding confidence and high spirits all over his body, This is the first time that Gongyilin has shown a different side from usual.

He didn't gamble a thousand taels of gold for money, this little bird can be sure, but why he set up such a gamble, even if it was it, he couldn't think of it for a while.

Bai Chen also got on his horse, and as the soldier named Zhang Jun shouted "start", almost at the same time, the two rode their horses and galloped wildly.

Seeing that Gong Yilin's posture was standard and his bow was fierce, the soldiers who were not optimistic about this competition immediately realized that this man had two brushes.

Keeping his eyes on the bull's-eye, Gongyilin pushed his right rib and waist forward forcefully, the arrow flashed sharply, and was thrown in a perfect arc, hitting the bull's-eye perfectly. At the same time, Bai Chen also hit the bull's-eye with an arrow.

Archery is very particular, just the imposing manner, it requires not slow, not panic, not high, not low, not heavy, not light, calm and free.But on this point, no one present can compare with these two.

"A high mountain stands upright, an absolute high mountain stands upright!" Someone sighed.

"It's a pity that I looked down on him before. I'm afraid this man's archery skills are not inferior to your son."

They all came from the battlefield. These soldiers are much more open-minded than ordinary people. Some people no longer shouted "Come on, son" but shouted "Come on" and cheered for the two of them at the same time. For them, Watching this competition is already a feast for the eyes, and I have learned a lot from it.

Glancing around from the corner of Gongyilin's eyes, many soldiers raised their arms and shouted with joy, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. This was once Bian Feichen's world, and he was originally one of them. , What a passionate man!

This distraction made him a beat behind, and Bai Chen hit the bull's-eye with another arrow, winning applause from around.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Gong Yilin focused his eyes, and took out two arrows at once, pointing between the pine and the pair of stirrups. It should be noted that this is not on flat ground. When the two arrows are fired together, it is easy to miss the bow and the heel of the hand. It's not eye-catching, but Gongyilin can be said to have done everything in one go from drawing the bow to releasing the arrow.

"Hit!" Someone yelled.

"A miracle, a miracle!"

"Call-"

Bai Chen reined in, "I lost."

Gong Yilin, "The game is not over yet."

Bai Chen looked frank, "Mr. showed his hand just now, and I have already lost."

Gong Yilin did not continue to insist on the competition, "You can beat me ten years later."

"Sir, you're joking." It's not self-effacing. Gong Yilin's skill is not inferior to that of ordinary people, and it takes no less than ten years to practice it. I don't know how this young man can do it.

"Even if you can't beat me, you can still fight to a tie." Gong Yilin dismounted. Ten years later, Bian Feichen has already achieved a little success in Shenmeng Valley. It's a piece of cake.

The little bird landed on Gongyilin's shoulder again.

Bai Chen looked at this scene and said with a smile: "Now it's better to talk about the bet. Sir, winning me should not be just for a mere thousand taels of gold."

The author has something to say: Little Theater 1:

Casino owner Xiaoya: You have nothing left to lose.

Gambler Gong Yilin: No!I still have a chance, and I will be able to stand up next time!

Casino owner Xiaoya: Come here, drive him out!

Gambler Gong Yilin: I still have a fiancé, so I will crush him!

[Please make up this picture by yourself]

Small Theater 2:

Xian Puppet: Why do you tolerate Gongyilin treating you as gambling money?

Qinghe: If you win, return the money to Tianyuan, if you lose, fly away and leave.

Gongyilin: ...it's amazing to be able to fly!

Second watch, come and praise me!