"How to compete? Of course it's an arrow contest!"

Wang Zikun said sternly: "One shot, aim for the target, use real arrows!"

"Since you insist on competing, I will satisfy you!" Song Ziyu said calmly.

Seeing that persuasion was useless, everyone could only watch.

So the two exchanged real bows and arrows on the racecourse to get into a stance.

Wang Zikun brought his own crossbow!

He took out an antique long bow, then stroked the long bow and said, "This is the ancestral crossbow of my Zhang family! Back then, our ancestors used this bow to expand the territory of the Yu Xia Kingdom."

"What a bow!" Song Ziyu took a look and said.

"This bow is called Kaitian. It is made of extinct ancient mulberry wood. The bow string is made of rhinoceros sinew. It can penetrate a poplar in a hundred steps!" Wang Zikun said.

Song Ziyu disagrees!

No matter how good the ancient bow is, it is not as powerful as the contemporary compound bow. After all, industrial technology is crushing!

Song Ziyu felt good about it entirely because he felt murderous intent on this bow.

What does this mean?

This shows that this bow is a murderous thing!

Only this kind of murderous weapon can withstand the test of time and still carry such strong killing intent.

"You choose your weapon!" Wang Zikun held the bow in his hand, and his whole demeanor changed.

"Don't worry, brother, the bows from my Red Star Racecourse are not ordinary goods. I guarantee you will be satisfied!" Mao Dajun took out all the weapons from the bottom of the box.

A row of crossbows were placed in front of Song Ziyu, which Mao Dajun spent a lot of money to collect.

Song Ziyu scanned many ancient long bows and finally chose a large bow with a simple texture.

There is no other reason, this bow is powerful enough!

"Why did you choose this bow?" Mao Dajun lost his composure when he saw this scene.

"Any questions?" Song Ziyu asked.

"It's not a big problem, it's just... this bow is a heavy bow." Mao Dajun exclaimed.

"How much does it weigh?" Song Ziyu asked.

"This is a five-stone bow. No one at the Red Star Racecourse can shoot this thing!" Mao Dajun said, "I only play this thing for fun."

Yue Wumu could only shoot a three-stone bow, let alone how heavy this five-stone bow was.

"Are you sure you want to compete with this thing?" Wang Zikun had an incredulous expression on his face.

"Any questions?" Song Ziyu asked.

Wang Zikun said coldly: "There are no warriors in the army who can shoot a five-stone bow, but no one can fully draw the bow string. What's the use of this?"

A crossbow made by the ancient method weighs about 70 kilograms per stone. A five-stone bow requires a force of 250 kilograms to draw the bow, and the force required to fully fire it still needs to be raised.

This is not an arm strength that ordinary people can master.

You know, the big guys in the gym can only weigh 160 pounds!

This is completely out of line.

"I just want to try it!" Song Ziyu laughed.

"Humph, you don't overestimate your capabilities!" Wang Zikun sneered, holding the sky bow and aiming at the target position beyond the reach of the arrow.

He drew the bow and shot the arrow in one go, and Wang Zikun hit the bull's-eye.

Wang Zikun slowly drew back his bow and looked at Song Ziyu proudly.

Song Ziyu held the heavy bow and looked into the distance. Just as he was about to draw the bow, he suddenly felt something as he looked towards the distance.

the sky.

In the sky, a group of wild geese were flying over in a herringbone shape.

Song Ziyu smiled and said to Ye Qianqian behind him: "If you see any wild geese above your head, just pick one."

Ye Qianqian was stunned and asked: "What do you want to do?"

Seeing the opportunity, Song Ziyu couldn't miss it, so he said: "I'll shoot the third-to-last wild goose on the left."

Finished!

Song Ziyu stepped on his horse, raised his head and drew his bow!

The bow is as stretched as the full moon!

etc!

Everyone was shocked!

because……

Not only did Song Ziyu fully draw the string of the five-stone bow, but what is even more incredible is that Song Ziyu did not load the bow at all.

This is empty!

Seeing this scene, Wang Zikun's expression changed drastically.

He thought of an allusion that his grandfather once told!

…

A whistling sound flowed out from the fingertips, and Qi soared into the sky!

The third to last one in the formation of wild geese overhead fell headlong, causing a panic in the formation, but the panic was very short-lived. Soon the geese re-formed into formation and continued to fly south. Only that one wild goose fell among the crowd.

in front of.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zikun's face turned ashen.

"No need to compete...I admit defeat."

Wang Zikun's eyes were high, but he knew in his heart that Song Ziyu's archery skills were beyond ordinary people.

This arrow directly cut off Wang Zikun's thoughts of competing and extinguished the last flame in Wang Zikun's heart.

No reason!

It’s just that I simply can’t do it.

This is not only a crushing of strength, but also a response to ancient legends.

Wang Zikun was completely convinced.

"It turns out that the legend of Xu Xian Luo Yan is true... I finally saw it today." Wang Zikun's face showed strange excitement, and he looked at Song Ziyu with a look of admiration.

"No more competition, that's the best." Song Ziyu happily put away the bow and arrows. It seemed that he had finished his work today and could finish his morning work.

Song Ziyu made up his mind to never take this kind of bad job again. It was really thankless. This Ye Qianqian was really a cheat.

"Shall we go?" Song Ziyu turned to Ye Qianqian and said.

Now that the work is done, it's time to go back.

"Go? Where to go?" Mao Dajun put his arms around Song Ziyu's shoulders and said, "You have made enough publicity today. If you don't get drunk with me, you can't even think about leaving."

"That's right!" Zhang Xiaohu also said: "Little brother, you are very interesting. We have come all the way to Nandu, and it is a fate to meet such a wonderful person like you... I must drink this big drink!"

"That's right!" Several young girls in the group from the capital looked at Song Ziyu with nymphomaniacal eyes.

Just now, Song Ziyu's heroic posture of bending the bow and shooting wild geese was so handsome that the little girls who were used to seeing little puppies felt a different hormonal temperament. Everyone stared at Song Ziyu with big eyes, thinking that this was their thing.

This made Ye Qianqian very anxious!

Song Ziyu is still someone he brought here, so why are you still worried about him?

Don’t even think about it!

Thinking of this, Ye Qianqian held Song Ziyu's hand tighter.

Song Ziyu looked at the girl curiously, only to see the little girl leaning on his shoulder and looking fiercely at the little girls next to her.

This scene looks like a kitten protecting its ball toy. .??.

Seeing that Song Ziyu could not leave, he could only go to the banquet hall for the banquet surrounded by everyone.

Most of the disciples present are generals, so they still worship the strong in their hearts.

Guys like Song Ziyu who can squeeze the masses have already surpassed the barrier of clan concept in everyone's eyes!

Who doesn't appreciate the strong?

The dinner was hosted by Mao Dajun and was held at Wangyue Tower not far from the Red Star Racecourse, which is also Mao Dajun’s property.

Wangyue Tower's gorgeous decoration and antique pagoda shape are unique among restaurant buildings, which makes Wangyue Tower's business always good.

In the large private room on the top floor, everyone was chatting and laughing, and Song Ziyu was complimented by a group of people.

For Mao Dajun, Song Ziyu helped him keep shares worth hundreds of millions, and he certainly deserves to be treated with courtesy.
To be continued...