"Or why don't you try it too?" Wu Yonglin said to the white ape next to him.

"No."

"Are you sure?"

The white ape stared at Wu Yonglin with a meaningful and smiled awkwardly: "You just said everything. I'm having a hard time riding a tiger now. I can only ride a donkey and read the songbook--and walk and see."

More than ten meters in front of He De and Bai Yuan stood two things like ladders in the air, but this thing was made of fine iron. The two ends of the hanging ladder were mounted on iron pillars that were also cast with fine iron. Four leg rings similar to webbed palms were poured on the base of the iron pillars. The leg rings were firmly beaten into the ground with large wooden nails, making the frame called hanging bars even more unmoving. This was made by Wu Yonglin when the craftsmen were visiting Tubo according to his drawings, and of course, there were relatively simpler equipment such as horizontal bars and parallel bars in the square.

He De is the best record holder for the arm spanning of this hanging bar. In a common sentence by Beiwei Army, it is a matter between breathing. This is not unrelated to his short and conscientious body. There are only a few people who can compete with this project. When he was about to make some polite confrontation with the white ape next to him, a small colorful flag in his hand swung down quickly and shouted "Start" loudly.

He De's body and feet were not vague at all. This was an instinctive reaction that had been formed over the past year. As the Yuan himself bent slightly, the moment his feet left the ground, the cube of mud and dust that had originally touched the soles of his feet splashed out in the opposite direction, bringing up pieces of smoke and dust, making the people around him unable to help but shout.

On the other hand, the white ape next to him seemed too loose and ordinary to start. From the beginning, He De, who jumped out like a machine, fell a step away from He De, but when He De grabbed the hanging bar with one hand, an unexpected scene between him and the people around him who were watching all this happened. The white ape on the hanging bar started and fell directly, and took two steps in three steps. The hanging bar that originally required more than ten relays easily hung it once in the middle and reached the other end of the hanging bar that was almost ten meters long like a wind, which made He De beside him so surprised that he could not speak at all. In the eyes of the people next to him, the white ape was almost in the blink of an eye.

When He De reached the other end of the hanger, the white ape seemed to feel that the competition had been completed and was actually waiting for He De to move over from the hanger.

"The end point is behind that wall." After finally falling from the hanging bar, He De reminded the white ape next to him.

It was a solid wood wall that was almost five meters high. The solid wood wall was nailed with ring-like hooks one after another at a certain distance. After He De said that, he had already shot out like an arrow. He climbed up the high wall as cleverly as a monkey. When he found that the shadow behind him was always making a tentative sprint, he rode curiously at the top of the high wall. But just as his other foot also crossed the high wall, he grabbed the rope on the other side of the wall and was about to slip down, and he smiled and shouted that he was the winner of this competition. A figure like a shell was just lightly tapped on the top of the high wall like a parabola, and the body like a swallow fell quietly behind He De like a dragon as if it was astonished as a geek.

The whole scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone around seemed to have no idea what was going on. He De's face next to the white ape turned red and white. He seemed extremely dissatisfied and pointed to the horizontal bar next to him and said, "Pull up, after 100 of them, the body rotated in the air for another three more weeks, and finally landed steadily. Whoever completed it first would be the winner."

"Okay." The white ape still had a clean and non-toxic expression.

When the White Ape and He De ran towards the horizontal bar in the distance at the same time, the people around him exploded. The horizontal bar project is He De's killer weapon. He has a nickname of "The Little Prince of the Single Bar". He De almost never lost in that project. He felt that there was a good show to watch. The crowd rushed over. Zhou Xun and Doroba, who were originally disdainful of the White Ape, walked to Wu Yonglin and began to get close. Mao Zixing may have been staying with Wu Yonglin for a long time. He knew that Wu Yonglin was definitely not aimless this time, and he didn't take the issue of the White Ape's belongings to heart. He still stayed there and turned his head to watch the bustling crowd in the distance, and his ears kept listening to the conversation of the three.

"Big shopkeeper, you are too unkind enough. You won't tell everyone about such a good seedling. Let my dog ​​eyes be lost. Why don't you put him in my regiment's training? I'll give him a company commander."

Doroba next to him was anxious and almost blurted out: "I said to Captain Zhou, you are not very interested. As the saying goes, there is a share in the meeting. If you use official positions to win over, I am willing to give up the position of deputy commander."

Seeing the gunpowder smell on both sides getting stronger and stronger, Wu Yonglin laughed and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. These two people have not finished comparing them yet. After the competition, we will decide whether to go or stay. What do you think?"

The two stopped talking and turned their eyes to the increasingly hot crowd.

He De on the horizontal bar calm hands clamped the dark iron rod like a golden hook, and his body rhythmically rose and rose on the horizontal bar. Sweat fell down as he rinsed his arms, and soon a large area of ​​his clothes were wet. The other white ape on the horizontal bar terrifiedly hung it on the opposite direction with He De. The frequencies of the two up and down finally coincided strangely, and the crowd counted for them: "Seventy-nine, eighty, eighty-one."

The white ape had no impression of numerology at all, while He De and others were different. Since Wu Yonglin formed these people, in addition to daily training, there were naturally cultural courses and basic counting. Over the past year, although most people have difficulty in recognizing and writing, they basically know how to get from counting to 100. After the white ape found that the people around him were in line with the murmurs shouted in the mouths of the people around He De, he glanced at He De's every move and followed him slowly.

After the sound of "one hundred" sounded, the white ape found that He De had started to rotate his body, and began to rotate according to the gourd. However, the white ape seemed to have lost his hand after his body flew up, and the people around him were startled and rushed over to catch him. At that critical moment, when his arms and body were bent back to the horizontal bar again, there was a lot of cheers around him.

"My goodness, the flip body behind the team is 180 degrees and the flip body in front of the team is 180 degrees. If the flip body is 180 degrees, the flip body is 180 degrees. If this guy pulls it back, he can win an Olympic gold medal."

Zhou Xun, Doroba, and Mao Zixing who eavesdropped next to him were completely confused.

"The wild calf, you haven't gotten off there yet, and you're almost blinding my eyes." Wu Yonglin roared at the white ape who seemed to be unsatisfied on the horizontal bar.
Chapter completed!