When there was only the last team left in the square, the ridicule, ignorance and contempt in the crowd made Duanmu Yuu lower his shameful head, holding a bow in one hand, and not knowing where the other hand was placed, but he actually started to use his nails to start scraping the patterns on the bow, making a "sizzling" sound. Perhaps it was the first time I saw this scene, or my mind was not mature, so I started to feel a little nervous.

Choumli came over curiously and asked, "Mr. Wu, are you sure?"

"Just 80% sure just now, now it's all."

"kindness......"

"I'm completely fine now, it's a piece of cake for me. I think you should encourage your son in the past, and I think the one who has the most problematic right now may be him."

Cuomli didn't understand where Wu Yonglin came from. Looking at Wu Yonglin's narrow-sized arrows, which were only a few inches long, he wanted to cry without tears. He turned around and patted Duanmuxiong's shoulders, which were still shaking, and whispered in his ear for a while, then led a fierce horse from the side, tightened the saddle, adjusted the leather to a suitable height, and then crossed the saddle with a beautiful air, and landed it steadily on the saddle. His movements were clean and neat, causing some ignorant women next to him to scream. The participating teams that had not just received the enthusiasm of the woman, cast the jealous flames of juvenile that seemed to be able to eat people when they came to Chuomli. It depends on how long you can go home and go home to eat milk later.

Choumuli immediately grabbed the horse's belly, and the horse obediently stepped on its four hooves and began to circle around Wu Yonglin and Duanmuxiong. Choumuli kept muttering something.

"Now there is a weak northeast wind. The angle of the arrow is just to raise the angle of the arrow flat to a not too large."

After Choumuli finished speaking, he gestured at an angle of about 30 degrees with his middle finger and index finger. Wu Yonglin didn't need to explain to them the common units of weights and measures. People in this era have their own unique way of memory, because Wu Yonglin has calmed down because his father has laid the foundation for him. He just needs to complete it accurately according to this process.

With a crisp sound of "bang", the fierce horse galloped out, and Choumli had a long bow in his hand, his waist was steady, and when he turned around, a sharp arrow was already in his hand. When the lateral distance from the target was only a few meters away, the bow was full, and he actually stood up from his foot. Before the others understood what was going on, the sharp arrow in his hand shot towards the target's red heart like a meteor passing through the sky.

After the 'collapse', the sharp arrow hit the center of the red heart. The arrow was fast and accurate, and directly brought the women next to him into a situation like a demon. Some women actually started shouting at the top of their lungs: "I love you, I want to marry you."

After these enthusiastic women shouted, their eyes were filled with tears, and their bodies kept squeezing into the gap between the arms of the man who maintained the security in the field.

Tso Muli, who turned around, directly gave the obsessed women a kiss. Some of the weak ability to withstand it fainted. The participating teams next to him who were not favored by the women could not stand the stimulation and left angrily. Even if the team in front of him was defeated, this person would be a winner in life. The posture and strength of the archery just now were something he might not be able to achieve no matter how hard he tried in his life.

After Chomli returned to the starting point and gave his son an encouraging look, Duanmuxiong wanted to learn his father's posture of getting on the horse, but unfortunately he didn't master the strength and angle well, so he fell down from the other side.

A burst of laughter suddenly came from the crowd. Duanmuxiong, who had finally gotten on his horse again, had a hot face, and his face was even more red than the red mane of the red brown horse riding below. Fortunately, Wu Yonglin next to him came over, and he didn't know whether it was encouragement or injuring the insult, Duanmuxiong returned to his calm again.

"Don't even be inferior to me later. If you drag us down, I will not recognize you as a brother in the future."

This is obviously a naked threat to others. Where did you get the confidence? Duanmu Xiong next to him looked at the short arrow in his hand and shook his head without comment.

After Duanmuxiong had eaten the strange fungi sent by the Wolf King, his eyesight and ear strength had already increased several times than ordinary people. At his age, he might have been pulled by him because he was unable to pull a bow because he was unable to pull it open. Wu Yonglin couldn't help but secretly congratulate him. This kid is indeed born with divine power.

At this moment, everything became quiet in Duanmuxiong's mind. After the bow and arrow pulled to the angle that Tsomuli mentioned, he shot the crucial arrow that was riding in the first game of the opening ceremony with cold sweat. At this moment, Tsomuli next to him frowned.

"If this kid knew how to adapt, it would be a perfect arrow, and he was still too young."

When Duanmuxiong's arrow was shooting, he felt a southeastern wind that was a little stronger than it was. As Cuomuli expected, Duanmuxiong's arrow did not hit the red heart, but it was very close to the edge of the red heart, so the referee determined that this arrow was effective. Duanmuxiong, who participated in the riding shooting for the first time, passed the test by a tragic trick. Now everyone's focus on Wu Yonglin, and after he shot this arrow, of course, it would not disappoint everyone.

Wu Yonglin was on the horse in a normal position. He grabbed the handle of the saddle and exerted force on his feet and easily got on the fierce horse. What surprised the people around him was that this man did not use the longbow he had assigned to him. Was he going to surrender and withdraw from the competition?

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion in the crowd. Even Tsomuhun, Zhimacuo and others felt that Wu Yonglin was probably just walking on the horse's back, and then dismounted and surrendered. Tsomuli and Duanmuxiong next to him were even more optimistic about him.

The only woman in the crowd who was familiar with Wu Yonglin's style of doing things was full of confidence in Wu Yonglin at this time. She believed that this omnipotent guy would definitely cause some earth-shaking noise.

The fierce horse ran towards the original target under Wu Yonglin's crotch. Wu Yonglin held his breath and concentrated at the moment. The short arrow was tightly held in the palm of his hand. Just as everyone's eyes, Wu Yonglin ejected up immediately. Before those people understood what was going on, the short arrow in his hand came out like a fiery flying fire. After flying in the air with a strange angle for a while, it hit Hongxin directly.

The crowd suddenly became quiet because after Wu Yonglin got out of his hand, he used a chic air chain to land steadily on the horse. Even the referee dared not say that the arrow was invalid, because this was the only person in several martial arts competitions who directly threw the arrow to the target a hundred meters away with one hand and hit the Red Heart.

"Referee, does this count?"

Wu Yonglin asked with a smile, "I have been playing this since I was a child, and with this internal strength, isn't this easy to grasp?"
Chapter completed!