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Chapter 335 A ride is a thousand

Ling Qingfeng nodded and sorted out his thoughts in his mind. He won this battle by himself. Only by winning Jaiwang can he successfully obtain the command of the Golden Triangle Force, which will make the space available to be much larger.

If you just attack the island and send back a coordinate, I am afraid that the losses of the police coalition will be difficult to predict, so you should take the initiative in your own hands!

So, you must win this game!

Ling Qingfeng pulled his bow, and the arrow pointed directly at the bull's eye three hundred steps away, focusing on the target.

Even though his movements were quite good, no one was optimistic about him! Not to mention anything else, can the range of the soft bow be 300 steps?

Just as Ling Qingfeng let go of his five fingers, his mind instantly condensed to the extreme.

The muscles and bones of the entire upper body were stretched suddenly, and the clothes on the body bulged up, and the windlessness automatically.

A white jade gold-winged bee swam along his sleeve and unconsciously reached the wrist position.

Buzz! While the five fingers suddenly released the bowstring, the white jade gold-winged bee flew out like a bullet that was unaware of the naked eye.

When the flying speed of the white jade gold-winged bee reaches the same level as the destringing arrow, a subtle balance is created between the two.

The white jade gold-winged bee in the high-speed flight stretched out its thin claws and grabbed the arrow and suddenly accelerated!

The alien bee flew rapidly with a feather arrow, faster and stronger, and hit the bull's eye hard.

Bang! The bull's eye felt like it was hit by a sniper rifle bullet, and it was split in an instant.

Moreover, the remaining momentum of the feather arrow had not yet faded, and continued to fly forward for two hundred meters, and a jingle sound was stably inserted into the wooden stake of a stilt building.

Everyone was deeply impacted by this scene! What the hell is this? How is that possible?

Jin Ba's feather arrow shot out the bull's eye. He shot five hundred steps away, and he shot it with a soft bow!

The power of this arrow that explodes the target is much more fierce than the four arrows hitting the red heart!

"That was a sniper rifle just now?" As soon as Chai Wang said this, he immediately regretted it. If someone was secretly helping Jin Ba shoot the target, not to mention what kind of magic gun skills this requires, the feather arrow alone is still intact, not to mention that no one heard the gunshot.

The old man's eyes flashed with light, staring straight at Ling Qingfeng's back, just like a lion meeting a bloody fresh meat. The latter exuded a fatal attraction to the former.

If he was shooting himself, it was not difficult to shoot the target with internal force, but how did he do it with a soft bow? The old man was also puzzled.

When Beidou saw the old man looking at Jin Ba with such serious eyes, his heart was naturally sour.

He claimed to be a young genius, and no one among his peers could match. However, since he met this Jin Ba, his self-confidence was constantly hit and his psychological endurance became weaker and weaker.

No one could understand the scene just now, and even Ling Qingfeng himself was shocked. Unexpectedly, the white jade gold-winged bee was so powerful. At this moment, the small bee was flapping its wings excitedly on the other side of the stilt house!

"Who will lose and who will win in this game?" Zhang Baosheng smiled without saying a word. He did not speak, but he had put the greatest pressure on his opponent.

"You've moved your hands and feet on the arrow! The soft bow cannot shoot so far, let alone such power!" Zen Master Mingyue, who was tilting his neck, suddenly spoke.

His questions were also the questions of many people present. However, too many people born in this era only focused on the results, and no one was willing to pay attention to and think about the process.

"The bow is the bow you brought. The arrow is the arrow you brought! What have I done?" Ling Qingfeng said with a smile.

"I don't know! But this is unreasonable. Your arrow skills are not as good as mine. Your strength is not as good as mine! I will know from the moment you pick up the bow!" Zen Master Mingyue, who was tilting his neck, said honestly.

Ling Qingfeng suddenly felt a little reluctant to bully this honest man, and laughed and said, "It will count if you catch a thousand. If you can't catch it, you have to be willing to accept the loss. Zen Master, you are obsessed with the appearance!"

"I, I just think it's wrong!" Mingyue was not good at speaking, and the blue veins on her forehead were exploding, but she just couldn't catch the other party's painful foot, and she stared at her in a hurry.

At this time, Chaiwang next to him had a gloomy face and came up with a force.

"Boy, you can't explain why the soft bow can shoot so far, so we can't lose this game! We hit four arrows in the bull's eye, and you didn't even have the target. How can you beat me?"

Kuai Wang actually acted like a scoundrel and said such words. Not to mention other people, even the people he brought with him were ashamed and silent.

Because this face is too thick and shameless!

Zhang Baosheng was still sitting upright at the table and did not intend to speak. In his eyes, although Jin Ba was his adopted son and represented the Baosheng Army, he actually had no feelings for him. He had long been in the same group as the old man. These people used their own affairs, so of course they had to gain enough benefits. Why should they stand up for him?

Zhang Baosheng didn't say anything, Guess Wang seemed to see something, and he became even more arrogant!

"Why might this game be considered a draw! I guess Wang has always been generous, so it's nothing to make you this game. Xiao Jinba, what do you think?"

Ling Qingfeng glanced at him calmly and walked to the pile of bows and arrows.

"Who said that a soft bow cannot shoot a hard arrow! It's because your hands are weak." Ling Qingfeng said, and picked up three hard bows with his toes, hung the bow with his left forearm, and used his five fingers to wield enough strength with his right hand, one round and one pull, and used force to close the pores of his waist and abdomen at the same time, closing the pores of his body, and converting heat into strength.

The three hard burrs were pulled into a full moon by him at the same time. This scene was extremely powerful, and except for the old man and Beidou, the audience was shocked.

A hard body bow has the power of three stones. If three are pulled open at the same time, wouldn't it have the power of nine stones? The power of one stone in ancient times is equivalent to a modern hundred kilograms. Jin Ba's three bows were opened at once, and the force between his fingers instantly reached a thousand kilograms.

Is this still a human? It's a real monster!

Even Zen Master Mingyue closed his mouth in surprise. He practiced hard for two years and realized that his strength was far superior to that of ordinary people, but compared with this Jin Ba, he was still far behind.

Isn’t this Jin Ba able to open the nine stone bow? Isn’t it because of the power of the nine ox and two tigers? No one can suppress such a ruthless character by his own strength unless Master Zi Yu takes action personally.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Three iron arches were folded into nine pieces in Ling Qingfeng's arms, but they were actually broken by him.

Chaiwang was also shocked. He opened his mouth wide and dared not say a word more.

He occasionally uses these bows that Mingyue usually collects, especially these iron-tied bows. He can't even pull half of the bow strings of any one. This Jinba can actually break three bows at once. This strength is so great that it is impossible to describe.

"It's a draw in this game! I'm sorry to break your bow!" Zhang Baosheng said calmly from the side.

Chai Wang didn't dare to reply. He nodded randomly and stepped back to his seat.

"There are two more games left. How many war horses are there in my village? I wonder what weapons your people plan to use?" Zhang Baosheng sighed quietly.

General Baosheng spoke, and immediately an adjutant ran out of the hall. After a while, he led several war horses to the hall.

All of these war horses are tall and big, and they look extremely majestic. They are not afraid of others when standing in front of the hall. They just make a few noises occasionally.

"Zen Master Qingfeng, please pick a horse?" said Chaiwang.

The lame Zen Master Qingfeng limped to the horses and carefully looked at the legs, back, waist, and belly.

This Zen master was obviously a cripple man, but his Dharma name was Qingfeng, but he didn't know which gust of wind he blew and what medicine he sold in the gourd.

Guai Wang smiled again, "Little Jinba. I don't know what weapon you want to use? I have prepared some swords, guns, axes and halberds here, so you can choose a handy weapon!"

After saying that, Chaiwang waved, and his subordinates immediately took out a large bundle of weapons from the car, carrying them and holding them.

They are all cold weapons from ancient times. There are imitation Qingyue Yanyue sword, zhangba snake spear, spear, axe, and even a wolf tooth mace covered with thorns.

"General Guess Wang, where did you get so many ancient weapons?" Zhang Baosheng finally asked, because he noticed that these weapons were well maintained and all of them had been used. He was surprised for a moment, so he asked this question.

In fact, many people present had the same idea as him. Even if Kuai Wang suddenly fell in love with collecting cold weapons, he could not find so many good items for a while!

Jae Wang pointed at the Zen Master Ziyu sitting in the table and smiled proudly, "These are all treasures of Zen Master Ziyu, and they were given to me by him! Hehe! Only those with virtue live in the world."

When he heard that the warlord, covered in black, actually dropped his schoolbag, most of the people present felt chills all over.

Beidou thought to himself, "What a bullshit explanation! Swords and weapons are ominous weapons! Someone gave you a lot of weapons, which are obviously a lot of ominous signs, but you are still happy like this! I'm stupid!"

Ling Qingfeng looked at the weapons piled up underground. To be honest, he couldn't use any of these long weapons.

If you use a knife, you are still familiar with it, but in horse war, it is very disadvantageous to have a long sword attack distance too short. The longer the weapon, the easier it is to attack the opponent as soon as possible. In many cases, horse wars are divided into life and death in just a moment of interlacing.

Ling Qingfeng couldn't ride a horse, and he couldn't use long-handled weapons, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Qingfeng had already selected the horses here, walked to the pile of weapons, and took out a long spear.

This weapon looks exactly the same as a spear at first glance, but its weight, length, head and body are larger than usual spear.

Experts can tell if they have it when they reach out. Qingfeng dares to choose a long spear as a weapon, and is mostly good at fighting horses, otherwise he will not be able to use this thing.

Each finished long spear is repeatedly glued and pressed with good wood, and then wrapped in hemp and painted. The gun rod made is light and tough, and is basically difficult to cut off by swords.

Moreover, the weight requirements are very strict. You can use a hemp rope to hang the long spear at a certain position near the tail of the gun to keep it balanced. Only in this way can the general use the long spear to maximize its power with the minimum physical strength at the moment.

Therefore, in ancient times, no one could afford to play with long spears, and ordinary soldiers did not have the money to make long spears, and gradually the long spears began to gradually replace the status of spears. In modern times, the emergence of guns made these cold weapons rare and almost became antique collections.

Today, someone can fight against the enemy with a long spear, which has a sense of revival in ancient style. (To be continued, please search for Piaotian, novels are better, updated and faster! Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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