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"My king strikes first..." Zhao Tong glanced at the arrow in his hand. He was holding a white feather arrow.

"Your Majesty, please!" Duan Yichang said, holding a black arrow dyed with ink.

Zhao Tong nodded, picked up an arrow and looked at the copper pot in front of him. There was nothing surprising about the skill of throwing the pot. It was probably the same as the dart board in later generations. He held the arrow and shot towards the target, testing the accuracy of his eyesight.

and wrist control.

Zhao Tong moved his forearm, exerted a little force on his wrist, and threw the white feather arrow.

The rule of this flying flower throwing pot is that if two people throw it together, they can knock off the arrows thrown by the other party and make the opponent's arrows useless.

But Duan Yichang did not do so immediately. On the one hand, it was due to etiquette, and on the other hand, he also wanted to see how good Zhao Tie was in throwing pots. After all, throwing pots is different from archery.

Even if you don't have any martial arts skills with this thing, as long as your hands are familiar with it, it won't look too ugly when thrown. As for those who are good at concealed weapons, they can almost always hit the target.

Duan Yichang didn't know Zhao Tan's skill in throwing pots. As for martial arts, he felt that Zhao Tan didn't have it. But in throwing pots, in addition to level and martial arts, there was also a little bit of luck, so he changed the rules of ordinary pot throwing and named it Feihua Touhu, which allowed him to knock out the opponent.

of arrows.

In this way, he can control the overall situation. Losing is impossible, and winning will pretend that winning is difficult, so as not to make Zhao Tong look too embarrassed.

The second one arrived first and knocked out Duan Yichang's second ink arrow with a "pop" sound.

Duan Yichang secretly resented hearing this. King Qi had been pretending to be stupid and playing tricks on himself, and now he was acting coyly again. But even if he was really good at martial arts, he would shoot ninety arrows at the same time, even if he had

It is absolutely impossible to intercept all the master’s abilities!

This white-feathered arrow was extremely fast. It didn't look like it was going to be thrown into the copper kettle. Instead, it was heading towards Duan Yi's long black arrow.

He didn’t believe that Zhao Tong could still stop him!

With a smile on his face, Zhao Tong waved his hand and threw another arrow, again.

There are actually many things you can do in throwing pots. Blind throwing and back throwing are just rules. In the process of throwing, you can actually play some tricks like Cuju.

Zhao Tong frowned and said, "Doesn't this mean that the loser has to drink nine drinks in a row and promise the other party to do something?"

The simpler Rhino Watching the Moon, Throwing Whip to Cut off the Current, and the more difficult Kuixing Kick Fight, and Upside Down Golden Hook can all be used, but the accuracy will be greatly lost.

He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Then his face turned red and even his eyes were a little red, and he said: "Your Majesty is very clever. Yi Chang thought it would be better to put the remaining nine rounds together to compete. If we lose,

Just drink all the wine!"

I'm familiar with you?! Duan Yichang almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard this. How long do you want to deceive me?

He gritted his teeth at this moment and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I lose this game, I just drink!"

Zhao Tong said: "If you drink nine cups in a row, won't you get drunk? I think it's better to take your time."

This time, three arrows were shot out at the same time, but it was a three-star hidden weapon that could catch the moon. The speed was more than twice as fast as before. It was not thrown, but shot straight into the copper pot.

Zhao Tong said: "Prince Duan is serious?"

"Your Majesty is very clever." Duan Yichang said with a smile, knowing in his heart that although Zhao Tong was not good at archery, he was very good at throwing pots.

Duan Yichang pursed his lips tightly and threw the three black feather arrows into the pot together. He didn't believe that even if Zhao Tong had superb skills, strong wrists, and even unlucky luck, he could still stop him from throwing the three arrows into the pot at the same time?

What's more, he just threw normally before and did not use hidden weapon techniques.

Zhao Tong had no tricks, he just threw a simple shot, and saw the arrow draw a semicircular arc in mid-air, and then fall straight into the copper pot.

At this moment, Duan Yichang felt his hands and feet were getting cold. He had been fooled. He had been fooled. This King of Qi actually knew how to use martial arts!

This King of Qi is a master of martial arts! If you don't know martial arts, you can't knock down so many arrows at once. No matter how accurate and dexterous your eyes and hands are, ordinary people will definitely not be able to knock down five arrows at once!

Duan Yichang felt as if there was grass growing in his heart at this moment. How could he wait for even a moment? He said anxiously: "Your Majesty, this wine is weak and will not be intoxicating. Even if you drink more than a dozen cups, it will be fine."

This time it was a sure shot and there was no way he would miss. Duan Yichang had even pinched two more arrows in his hand, waiting for Zhao Tong to throw them again before he shot them down.

Zhao Tong laughed loudly, and several arrows in his hand were shot out at the same time. There was a constant "ding-dong-dang" sound, but in an instant, the five black arrows were shot out again.

Could it be a coincidence? But even if it was a coincidence, how could King Qi have such great power?

Duan Yichang gritted his teeth and threw another black-feathered arrow. Zhao Tong saw him take action and threw the white-feathered arrow again.

But if he didn't often banquet and give orders, how could he have such a high level? Drinking and sex are harmful to the body, and playing with things is debilitating. What if the level of this kind of game is high? Duan Yichang couldn't help but despise the King of Qi.

Duan Yichang was stunned for a moment, but he saw that his arrow had already reached the edge of the copper pot and was about to fall into it, but was knocked away by the white-feathered arrow in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Tong looked at him and shook his head and said: "I have nothing to do to make Prince Duan laugh, but I am familiar with it."

"Prince Duan's flying flower throwing pot is really fun." Zhao Tong smiled and said: "I will definitely publicize this method, and such an interesting drinking order will become popular in Tokyo."

"Your Highness, I'm going to take action too!" After saying this, Duan Yichang picked up the jet-black feathered arrow, took a stance, and threw it forward.

This arrow came first and was extremely fast. It stopped directly above the copper pot. Duan Yi's three ink arrows flew out one after another and hit the pillars and the ground. Not a single one of them hit the pillars or the ground.

The support can be put into the pot.

Duan Yichang's expression suddenly changed. He quickly took out the remaining five ink arrows in his hand, but this time he didn't care. He used all the means at his disposal, just to throw them into the pot.

Zhao Tong didn't have any tricks when he threw the arrow. He just held the arrow and threw it into the copper pot. This is the most common pot throwing method.

Duan Yichang was shocked and confused, what was going on? Why was the opponent able to knock down his own arrow? Could it be that King Qi's skill in throwing pots was so superb?

No, no, the skill of throwing pots and knocking down flying arrows are two different things and cannot be generalized at all.

He felt that his plan was perfect, and he felt like a stroke of genius. At this moment, he became more calm and relaxed.

But at this moment, Zhao Tong suddenly raised his arm, and unexpectedly threw the second arrow, saying: "Prince Duan, wait a minute!"

Duan Yi said: "Your Majesty, that's exactly what it is."

Zhao Tong thought deeply and said: "Prince Duan proposed this Flying Flower Tou Hu, and you set the rules. Since you think it is better to put them together to compete, then put them together. I have a strong capacity for drinking. I am not afraid, but if Prince Duan loses

I'm drunk, but don't blame me for not warning you."

Duan Yichang said: "There is no joke in front of the prince!"

He said: "How could Chang Yi blame the prince? If he loses, he can be punished as he pleases."

Zhao Tong nodded: "Then follow what Prince Duan said."

Duan Yichang sneered in his heart. Duan from Dali has a skill that allows him to shoot multiple identical hidden weapons at once. If the opponent is a person, the opponent can naturally dodge, but if the opponent is a copper pot, how can he not hit it?

He glanced at Zhao Tong, then placed his hand on the black feather arrow on the table. This skill of the Duan family in Dali has a name, called peacock feathers. When it is practiced to the extreme, it will be used as a hidden weapon, even if

As light as a willow leaf, it can fly out and hurt someone!

And among the abilities of Peacock Ling, there is another most powerful technique, which is called Peacock Tail Spreading!
Chapter completed!