The additional competition proposed by Fu Moshan is the foot bow. His lower body is unstable and his riding and shooting is a mess. Only the foot bow can have a chance to win.

However, Chen Qing had never practiced bowing. He had only shot crossbows, so he proposed to use a crossbow. Although Fu Xuan firmly opposed it, Wang Yan agreed.

Wang Yan walked to the playing field carrying a military crossbow, pointed at a small tree on the cliff and said to the two of them: "That small tree is about eighty steps away. You have a competition to shoot the small tree. The one who hits the trunk is the best."

, the one who shoots down the branches is the best."

"I'll go first!"

Fu Moshan stepped forward unconvinced. He chose a two-stone bow, opened the bow and nocked an arrow, and drew his walking bow.

Stepping and bowing are the basis of martial arts training. There were hundreds of thousands of bow and arrow societies on the borders of the Northern Song Dynasty. During slack periods, farmers would organize themselves to practice archery.

Not to mention the powerful Eight-Character Army, almost all soldiers are good at foot and bow and have a say.

Fu Moshan drew his bow and drew an arrow, and there was a burst of cheers, "What a strength!"

As soon as the string was loosened, an arrow shot out in a parabola. The arrow hit the small tree, but failed to nail it. It missed the small tree and fell down.

There were sighs of regret all around, but it was already pretty good. Eighty steps away, I shot a small tree as thick as a tea cup. The round trunk was not like a flat target. Its stress-bearing surface only had a thin strip. It had to be nailed exactly on

On a tree trunk, it's easier said than done.

At this time, everyone's eyes turned to Chen Qing.

Wang Yan handed the military crossbow to Chen Qing and said with a smile: "This is a crossbow, but it is also a bow, so I don't think you are violating the rules. Give it a try!"

Chen Qing took the military crossbow and looked at it for a moment, and felt relieved. The structure was almost the same as the crossbows of later generations.

The crossbow body of later generations was made of aluminum alloy, while in the Song Dynasty it was made of jujube wood. This was the first time he saw a crossbow with such a wide back.

I'm afraid it will take a lot of force to pull it open, and this big crossbow is very heavy, weighing at least twenty kilograms.

Chen Qing held the crossbow body with his left hand, pulled the hook string with his right hand, struggled with his arms, shouted, and the bow string creaked.

Fu Moshan's expression changed, and there were exclamations all around.

"Oh my god! He actually used his arm strength to pull the divine arm crossbow."

Chen Qing had no idea that the crossbow he was using was the famous Divine Arm Crossbow of the Song Dynasty, also called the Divine Arm Bow. Ordinary soldiers could not pull it open at all. Professional crossbowmen relied on kicking to open the crossbow. Even Fu Moshan had to use his waist strength to use his arm strength.

Open the crossbow.

But Chen Qing, who was ignorant and fearless, actually used his arm strength to pull the bow string.

Wang Yan was moved. He wanted to test Chen Qing's strength, so he took out the divine arm crossbow. The opponent was beyond his expectation.

Chen Qing strung up the string and smiled sheepishly, "This crossbow is a little laborious, which makes the commander laugh."

Wang Yan said calmly: "Shoot an arrow and show me!"

Chen Nu raised his crossbow and aimed it at the small tree on the cliff.

Chen Qing's eyes were calm and his hands were as steady as Mount Tai. Wang Yan secretly nodded. He couldn't achieve such a steady hand after ten years of hard work.

All the soldiers took a breath of air. They were able to hold up the 20-pound divine arm crossbow with one arm. Their arms were so steady that no one in the entire Eight-Character Army could do it.

The bow step is very simple, but it is also difficult to achieve perfection.

Chen Qing pulled the hanging knife, 'Whoosh!' A crossbow arrow shot out like lightning, hitting the branch of the small tree, 'Crack!' The branch broke and fell from the cliff.

Cheers and cheers resounded throughout the military camp. No one cared that he was from the Huanqing Army. He used his own strength to conquer the onlookers.

Fu Moshan's face was full of frustration. Fu Xuan glanced at Chen Qing coldly, turned around and left without saying a word.
Chapter completed!