disguised holy monk

Naturally, it is impossible for Wanyan Zong to really compete with Wanyan Banqin.

He walked back to his seat, and said leisurely: "Fourth younger sister was joking, it was just to add to the fun at the banquet, how could it be our turn to do it in person?"

He looked at his subordinate standing on the side, and said casually: "I am just learning archery, so I happened to ask Master Xuanqing for advice."

Wanyan Banqin was about to stop him when he suddenly thought that Xuanqing knew how to shoot arrows, and even beat Mu Yiliang.

She looked unpredictable, looked at Wanyan Zong and frowned and said: "Second brother, must you compete with the master?"

The more Wanyan Banqin obstructed him, the more Wanyanzong wanted to compete.

He smiled, and looked at Xuan Qing with half sarcasm and half threat, "Master Xuan Qing is such a benevolent and compassionate figure, he must not have the heart to see the killing scene."

As soon as the words fell, someone had already pushed a cart surrounded by wooden fences, which was full of injured deer, sheep, hares, etc...

Xuan Qing: This is the first time you see a threatening person not using a hostage, but a rabbit hostage?

However, animals are also sentient beings. As a kind monk, it is natural to stand up!

With a clear voice, he said calmly, "How does the Second Highness want to compare?"

What Wanyan Zong was waiting for was his words, and what he arranged was the archery master under him.

He clapped his hands, and immediately a group of ten people came out slowly, and put an apple on each of their heads.

Wanyan Zong introduced unhurriedly: "These ten people are archery targets, and the apples on their heads are bullseyes. Later, each of you will have five archery targets, and they will move slowly by themselves, while each of you will have five arrows. , whoever hits the most apples wins."

The real moving target is not only a test of archery skills, but also the trust of the archery target.

"I'll come first." The people from Wanyanzong went up first.

He is short-robed and short-coated, tall and tall, with a bald front forehead and shaved hair, only a small braid at the back of his head.

He is indeed a good archer, drawing a bow and shooting arrows, one arrow at a time.

The five arrows came to an end, and there was applause all around.

Immediately, everyone turned their attention to Xuan Qing, sizing up his frail figure, and had to doubt his ability.

Xuan Qing didn't speak, just got up and walked over under the eyes of everyone.

Mu Yiliang handed him the bow and arrow, he smiled gratefully, raised his hand to try, and then glanced at Wan Wan's half-covered face, the other party was calm, not worried about his appearance at all.

It's just that Xuanqing just raised the arrow and aimed it at the first target, the man couldn't help shaking his body, and then the apple on his head rolled down.

Wanyan Zong clapped his palms and smiled, "It seems that even the archery target doesn't quite believe in Grandmaster's ability."

Mu Yiliang's face was ashen, he walked in directly, and said coldly: "I'll come."

As he spoke, he picked up the apple and put it on his head, then looked back at the other four people, and said in a low voice, "Don't move all of them."

The stern gaze instantly made them freeze there.

Xuan Qing heaved a sigh of relief, and then picked up the bow and arrow again and drew the bowstring fully.

Xuan Qing kept an arrow resting on his slender fingertips and did not move, and the four of them were too cold because of what Mu Yiliang said just now, and they dared not move.

Wanyanzong watched impatiently and shouted: "What are you dawdling about? Get moving!"

Several people moved away slowly.

And Xuan Qing still didn't move, everyone was a little strange, whispering - if you really miss the shot, just throw in the towel!

Wanyan Banqin and Mu Yixin outside the court also frowned slightly.

Only Xuan Qing held his breath and concentrated, motionless.

Finally, when the time came, he suddenly let go of the arrow in his hand, and the long arrow shot across five apples just as the five people were moving in a line.

Everyone was dumbfounded - can you still shoot like this?

In fact, the last time he discovered that there were props to enhance archery in the system, he purchased the "Hundred Shots" to strengthen it. Now his arrows can turn corners without any problem!That is, those ninth-grade archers who compete with him may not necessarily win.

Xuan Qing secretly puffed out her chest, her long eyebrows were calm, she slowly put down her bow and arrow, her monk's robe fluttered in the wind.

"Amitabha, I have accepted."

Originally on the grasslands where they ate meat and drank in big bowls, these men from northern Xinjiang looked down on those weak and elegant people unique to the Southern Dynasties.But at this moment, Xuanqing's every move is graceful, indescribably good-looking.

Mu Yixin was also uncontrollably excited, he only clenched his fists to restrain himself.Mu Yanfeng's childish nature was so excited that he shouted, "Master Xuanqing is so powerful!"

Wanyanzong did not expect Xuanqing to come up with such a move, such an opportunity is really lucky.His face was gloomy, and he almost crushed the corner of the table.

Wanyan was in a half-quilt, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he made a toast to Wanyan Zong from afar.

Wanyan Zong said coldly: "In the beginning, it was only said that whoever hits the most apples will win. In this round, both of them hit all the apples, so it is naturally a draw."

No matter who was around, Xuan Qing was impressed by Xuan Qing's archery just now, but Wanyan Zong's words were a bit bullying.

Wanyan's half-quilted eyes were slightly cold, and he said lightly: "What does the second brother mean?"

Wanyan Zong glanced at Xuanqing's slender and thin figure, and snorted coldly: "The two sides will compete again, this time in wrestling, where the two fight with bare hands, whoever throws the opponent to the ground first and cannot get up will be the winner .”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man who had just finished shooting the arrow had already raised his hand and tore off his shirt, his thick and powerful arm muscles applauded, and there were two scars interlaced on his strong chest muscles.

Everyone looked at Xuan Qing's thin figure again, wrestling is all about strength, but the difference in figure is too big!

Wanyan couldn't sit still, and said coldly, "Yiliang, you go."

Wan Yanzong stopped him, "As I said in advance, I am here to ask Master Xuanqing for advice, how can I change?" He raised his eyebrows as he spoke, "If the fourth sister is worried, the master will just admit defeat. At that time, I will definitely send the cooked venison over..."

Xuan Qing secretly rolled his eyes, only thinking that Beijiang must not fall into the hands of this insidious and cunning second prince who has never kept his word and kept his word.

Wanyan Banqin slowly set his gaze on Xuanqing, only to see how he chooses.

Xuan Qing thought for a moment, then slightly shook his head at her worried gaze, just looked at Wanyan Zong, and said calmly: "Second Highness, if the poor monk wins this time, will Second Highness keep his word and fulfill the conditions of the promise? "

Doesn't this mean that he just broke his promise?

Wanyan Zong's black eyes were heavy, he snorted and said, "It's fine if you win."...I'm afraid you won't win.

Xuan Qing looked at the man opposite, thinking that if he didn't use his internal strength, he was afraid that he would be easily thrown to the ground by the other party!

The man moved his hands and feet, his tall figure bowed slightly, and then rushed up with all his strength, stretched out his arms to hug Xuan Qing, and was about to fall to the ground.

It's just that Xuan Qing's figure was flexible, he raised his hand to block and turned around skillfully to his back.

The man roared, turned around and grabbed his shoulders.Xuan Qing almost fell down, and finally held on to the opponent's belt to barely stand still.

The two were at a stalemate for a while, and the longer the stalemate lasted, the more anxious the man became.The people around did not expect that a wrestling with a huge difference in body size and no suspense about the outcome could last for so long!

The man just felt that the countless eyes seemed to be mocking him... Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and after a sudden roar, he rushed forward desperately to press Xuan Qing to the ground.

Xuan Qing passed by and turned away, but his arm was held by the other party, and then he twisted one hand behind his back, and pressed his whole body to the ground.

Xuan Qing was suppressed, with one arm behind his back and the other supporting the ground... If he didn't fight back, it would be too late!

Xuan Qing closed his eyes, turned around suddenly, his arms twisted into an abnormal angle, and made a "creak" sound.His face was pale, but he never groaned. The other hand directly slashed at the man's neck with a knife, and the man only felt a heart-piercing pain. Turning over and pressing on the opponent, his arms locked the opponent's throat so that he could not move.

This scene happened too fast, and by the time everyone reacted, Xuan Qing had already locked the man's throat and pressed on him, while his other arm was hanging limply by his side.

Xuan Qing won?

Everyone never expected that it would be the thin-looking man from the Southern Dynasty who won, and he did not hesitate to break off one of his hands just for a group of wild animals?

The men in northern Xinjiang couldn't understand this spirit but somehow admired the brave and fearless people, and they were speechless for a while.

Wan Yan half-quilted seeing that Xuan Qing couldn't hold on anymore, she immediately flew forward, helped Xuan Qing and kicked the man away, her kick was not light, and then she took Xuan Qing's arm back three or two times, He whispered, "Are you okay?"

Xuan Qing blocked the pain so he couldn't feel the pain, he shook his head to indicate that nothing happened, but his face was very pale.

The Mu brothers were both very excited that he won the game, but also a little uncomfortable because of the way he hurt himself.

"Let's go back first." Wanyan Banqun only thought that he was holding on, and immediately wanted to take him back to see the wound.

But Xuan Qing stopped in his tracks, he slowly raised his eyes to look at Wanyan Zong, and said flatly: "Second Highness, I won."

His clear voice like ice jade was indifferent, obviously without any anger, but it made people's heart tense for no reason.For a moment, everyone stared at him condensedly, without words other than admiration.

Wanyan Zong's face was gloomy and he was speechless.

Wanyan withdrew her gaze half-quilted, and said, "Of course you won."