disguised holy monk

Seeing Xuan Qing approaching, and the discussion behind his back being overheard, all the young men looked apprehensive for a while, inexplicably embarrassed.

Mu Yiliang didn't realize it, and glanced at Xuanqing with a cold snort, "What are you looking at! Are you not convinced?"

Compared to him, the young man who was a little more silent and restrained pulled his arm, and said in a deep voice, "Brother, stop talking."

It turned out to be his younger brother Mu Yixin, no wonder the heroic look in his eyebrows is quite similar.

Mu Yiliang scratched his neck, "What's the matter? I'm not wrong! People from the Southern Dynasties all look like skinny chicks!"

Hearing this, Xuan Qing's brows were indifferent, his face was calm, and his teeth were grinding in his heart—if he didn't give this silly ball a little color, how would he be famous in northern Xinjiang?

Xuan Qing looked at him seriously, "Northern Xinjiang people have the advantages of Northern Xinjiang people, and Southern Dynasty people have the advantages of Southern Dynasty people. Why does the benefactor look down on the Southern Dynasty people so much?"

Mu Yiliang saw the other party's originally indifferent appearance but became serious because he just mentioned the Southern Dynasty, he couldn't help snorting and said: "You have a lot of backbone, that's okay, let's compete if you have the ability ? I'm just afraid that your small body will be broken by then!"

Xuan Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, but before he spoke, Mu Yixin frowned slightly, stopped him and said, "Brother, the boss said that you are not allowed to bully him."

Mu Yiliang choked, glanced at him, and stared fiercely, "How could I bully him? Isn't this what he wants to compete with me?"

He looked at Xuan Qing again as he spoke, and shouted: "Hey, I didn't force you, if you can't do it, don't force it."

... How can a man say no?

Xuan Qing said directly: "What is the main comparison of Mu Shi?"

What he said was a challenge, and the people around were stunned for a while, and immediately put down what they were doing and surrounded him.

Mu Yiliang admired his courage and courage, thought for a while and said: "Boss said you have no internal strength, and I won't take advantage of you. Let's compete with the archery head office, right? Whoever loses will have to help Whoever wins will do one thing!"

Although Mu Yiliang looks carefree and fierce, he is good at archery. Every hunting day, the prey he shoots are always big and plentiful.

The people around stared at Xuan Qing for a while, with "he's lost" written all over their eyes.

Xuan Qing didn't care, and nodded slightly in response, "Okay."

Both sides have no objection, it's just a normal archery competition, it's not enough to bully Xuanqing, and Mu Yixin can't stop it anymore.Just looking at the two of them, one tall and strong, the other slender and frail, with a sharp contrast in body shape, I just feel that there seems to be no suspense in this competition.

Soon, Mu Yiliang had three archery targets moved and placed them a hundred meters away. He had already taken off his sleeves, tied his clothes around his waist, and pulled the heavy bow in his hand with his bare arms. The muscles are bulging, and it looks full of momentum.

Just trying the bow, the people around cheered.

Because of this heavy bow, people with insufficient arm strength can't even pull it.

Xuanqing has no internal strength now, and Mu Yixin on the side was worried that he would not be able to pull it, so he thoughtfully asked someone to bring him a light bow.

There were faint laughs from around, because light bows are only used by prairie girls or children who learn to ride and shoot.

Xuan Qing didn't take these laughters to heart, and he didn't refuse, after all, if the use of internal force is not allowed, he is indeed not good at drawing heavy bows.

He tried the feel, and then smiled at Mu Yixin gratefully, "Thank you."

Xuan Qing was born with the Buddha's light, kind and kind, and he was good-looking, this smile will inevitably make people feel close.Not to mention that Mu Yixin was stunned, even the onlookers who laughed at him couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and felt that they shouldn't laugh at him.

Both tried the bow and arrow, and after confirming that there was no problem, the competition officially began.

Three arrows and three targets, whoever gets the most arrows close to the bull's-eye wins.

Mu Yiliang was the first to appear on the stage. He slowly raised the bow and shot the arrow. His expression became fierce for a moment. His muscles bulging with the bow fully stretched seemed to be trembling. The first arrow hit the archery target heavily.

Then came the second one, the third one... all three arrows hit the bull's-eye.

There was another burst of applause around, and I just felt that he was the best man on the grassland who was good at riding and shooting!

Mu Yiliang laughed twice, threw away his bow and arrow and looked at Xuan Qing, his eyebrows raised with confidence, "Monk Nanchao, it's your turn!"

Xuan Qing's expression was calm, he looked at his arrows, and then lowered his eyes to sort out his bow and arrows.

When he looked up again, the sharp eyes flashed away, his long bow was slightly horizontal in front of him, and the other hand slowly drew three long arrows.

The people around were stunned for a moment—is this three arrows shot at the same time?

You must know that the more arrows there are, the more difficult it is to grasp the accuracy, not to mention that the three archery targets are separated side by side, and the difficulty will increase even more.

The Mu Yiliang brothers also looked at Xuan Qing in surprise. For some reason, the person in front of them made people unconsciously tense at this moment, holding their breath and not daring to blink.

Xuan Qing stood tall, his white clothes raised slightly, he drew all three arrows to fill the bow, squinted his eyes, raised his lips slightly, loosened his slender fingers, and the three arrows immediately separated horizontally and shot at the three targets !

With a "snap", everyone was stunned and almost speechless!

Three arrows hit the bull's-eye close to Mu Yiliang's arrow.

And his smile was like an arrow hitting people's heart hard.

Mu Yixin watched his every move without blinking an eye.If Xuanqing's internal energy was still in his body, Mu Yiliang's three arrows would have been knocked down by him.And he was able to achieve such a level of precision just by relying on his skills, which is admirable.

Although both of them hit the bull's-eye, Xuan Qing was obviously more skilled.

This competition was won by Xuan Qing.

Beijiang respects the strong. This time, the eyes of everyone looking at him have changed.

Holding a light bow, Xuan Qing, who stood tall and indifferently, smiled and said nothing——Is labor and capital also skilled?Back then, in order to get into the upper-class circles, horseback riding, archery, golf, and a hundred paces were no problem!

On the other side, Mu Yiliang, who gradually came back to his senses, was a little uneasy, but he still had to take on the responsibilities that a man in Beijiang should have. He walked up to Xuan Qing and lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice: "I lost, You can do whatever you want me to say..."

Now thinking about those words before, if someone dared to say that about him, he might have his head screwed off... Now, he could almost imagine how Xuan Qing would embarrass him.

However, Xuan Qing shook his head slightly, and said calmly: "I just want to let Master Mu understand that no matter if you are from the Southern Dynasty or from the Northern Xinjiang, you should not be prejudiced by your identity or appearance."

No ridicule, no sarcasm, no embarrassing demands to embarrass him...

Mu Yiliang couldn't help admiring his broad-mindedness, but also felt more and more guilty for his previous words.

"I……"

Mu Yiliang opened his mouth to say something, Xuan Qing turned to Mu Yixin with a smile, and said softly: "I want to look around, but I don't know the boundary of the princess's residence, can I ask the benefactor to help guide the way?" ?”

Mu Yixin's expression remained unchanged, but his heart became tense. He nodded without hesitation, "My lord, please follow me."

He had already called "Master" so soon... Mu Yiliang opened his mouth looking at the backs of the two of them, looking annoyed, but he still didn't say anything.