Chapter 136 What is she more afraid of!

Only the soldiers who came with the red sandalwood know that she didn't know whether she was alive or dead. Obviously, she was confident.

Xin Yan did not force it. He raised his voice and said, "Let's start!"

Attacking martial arts has never been a humble person. As soon as the general's words fell, he carried the hundreds of catties of iron rod and rushed to the red sandalwood. The heavy and thick footsteps crushed the dust on the ground, the robe blew a piercing wind, and his whole face was distorted because of a strong shout: "Ah~ah!"

"Wow!" The soldiers opened their mouths into O-shaped one by one, looking at the running cow man with a shocked face, and the thin and thin teenager in a blue robe was about to annihilate the soul under the iron rod in their eyes at this moment.

The iron rod, which was enough to smash her brain thousands of times, fell into her cold eyes and did not provoke her to be afraid. The hand hidden in the sleeve robe moved quickly and raised its claws at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to peep.

"Wow--" is like a metal collision, sparks splashing in an instant, and a line of fire is pulled straight out of the iron staff.

After the spark stopped, everyone was stunned. It turned out that it was not a metal collision. The spark was just aroused by a pair of plain hands scratching on the iron staff. How hard does this hand have to be to leave traces on the basal iron? It's unheard of and unbelievable.

Even Xin Yan was stunned. He thought he didn't have that ability. How much impact does this teenager have to bring to him?

How is it possible to attack Wu's eyes wide open? He has used his weapon for many years. Which father-in-law has not been stained with blood with him? No matter how powerful the enemy's weapon is, it can't leave a mark on it. Today, a pair of plain hands will stop his strength and make the weapon scratch.

"Ah!" He looked up to the sky and roared, and the soldiers in the distance covered their ears and dared not be with them. He raised his hands violently, and the iron rod did not move at all. His heart contracted violently and fought against human power with divine power. Unexpectedly, he was defeated? He doesn't believe it anyway!

"Ah!" With this lion roar, he exerted all his strength and raised his iron arm. Unexpectedly, the iron rod still did not listen to his greeting. And he was only gasping for breath.

At this time, I heard the teenager whisper in a slightly sighing tone: "If you can't save your strength, you can continue, but you--"

" shut up!" Attack Wu went crazy. Before he finished speaking, he saw that his face was cold, and he roared like a grumpy lion: "Looking for death!"

The steady iron rod in her hand suddenly burst into two halves of the city, and in the middle, the white dazzling knife light flashed her eyes. The red sandalwood reflected that it was fast. The hand holding the iron cane was instantly loosened. The blade wiped her hand sideways, and there was a burst of fire on the similar skin. A good knife!

Xiwu gasped and held his specially modified cane knife to look at the teenager standing sideways. He smiled fiercely and said, "Kid, you are still a little tender."

Red sandalwood put one hand straight on his side, and the other hand was slightly behind him. He looked sideways and said, "You are already the end of the crossbow. Why do you want to show your ability? I just said--"

"I told you to shut up!" After recovering a trace of strength, Xi Wuqiang picked up the knife and cut it at the red sandalwood. The knife was fierce and there was no room left.

The red sandalwood shook its head with regret. The shaking of its head was extremely slow, but the hand behind him attacked like lightning. A thin whip in his hand rolled into the thick legs of the attack Wu. With a pull and a "plop", the man who was nine meters tall was empty by a slender rope. He threw a semicircle and hit the whole body on the other side of the ground, and the dust was disturbing.

"Isn't it?" The soldiers looked at the attacking general who was easily knocked down by a rag doll by a string, and their wide eyes were about to jump out of their eyes.

Xin Yan stabilized his body with his sword with one hand, and coughed with the other hand under the tip of his nose. It was also his surprise that Xiwu was knocked down so easily. This face, Xiwu lost a lot. I'm afraid that he loves face so much... Xin Yan took a breath and announced, "In this first game, Youlin Musheng, what are your objections?"

The soldiers shook their heads one after another. In full view of the public, who dares to distort the facts?

The victory or defeat has been decided. Red sandalwood walked towards the person lying on the ground in the amazing eyes of everyone. She stood above him with her hands, covering half of his sky, and said in a tone, "What's wrong? Pret to be dead? If you are a man, stand up and don't let people laugh for no reason. Or, you can't afford to lose?"

I don't know which sentence stimulated him. He turned over and got up. He stared at the red sandalwood and said, "Kid, don't be proud. There are two more!"

"Exact" She said indifferently and did not have any argument with him.

No one competed with him, and the attack on martial arts also stopped. This defeat was a great blow to him. He was so full of confidence before, but now he fell in front of hundreds of thousands of soldiers. How can he stand in front of the generals in the future? In any case, he can't lose any more, never. He clenched his fist secretly and looked at the teenager beside him fiercely.

"Let's start the second item." Xin Yan's white hair was tied to the top of his head by a wooden crown. He looked solemn and announced, "It's an arrow."

Everyone knows that there are three strengths in attacking martial arts. There are almost no enemies in the army. One is strength, and the other is archery. Of course, this archery is also connected to his natural arm strength. The bow he can pull has always been out of reach of others, so the range is far below him. In addition, his eyes are dazzling and accurate, and even Xin Yan is not his opponent in archery.

He is far below her, but he has absolute confidence in archery. Xiwu held the long bow of his own characteristics, and a breath of heat spewed out of his nose, looking at the teenager opposite him.

However, he seems to have forgotten that he was also full of confidence just now...

Red sandalwood didn't hide anything this time. She didn't have any bows and arrows with special characteristics. When she locked herself in the room for a few days, she was locked for fun?

When Takamatsu took her characteristic bow, everyone looked at her strangely. The bloody bow is engraved with the ancient Tengwen. The uneven inverted thorns show that it is fierce, the golden string is tough and eye-catching, the whole bow body is dazzling, and it can attack from a long distance or fight.

In fact, the change is not very big, it's just that the material has been changed and the details have been fined, but the result is far different. The bow is still the least modified by her, and the crossbow is a highlight, but it is not needed for the time being...

Playing with the perfect battle bow in his hand, red sandalwood looked at the targets that had been placed at 50 meters, 100 meters, 150 meters and 200 meters, and said in a loose tone, "Why don't you come first?"

With the last lesson, although Xiwu was confident, he did not support it. He looked at her and said, "You come first."

"Okay, I'll go first." She didn't care. Anyway, the result was doomed. Then he held the bow, took an arrow, and moved the tip position. He did not deliberately calculate anything within the accuracy. It seemed that he pulled casually. With a "sw" sound, the arrow hit the bull'seye.

"Good!" The soldiers around applauded one after another.

This is a fifty-meter target, which is nothing. Xi Wu looked at the arrow in the center and pouted his mouth with some disdain. Then he took an arrow and aimed at the center of the target. He looked sideways at the person next to him and loosened the arrow. "Wo--" flew through the nearest target with a sharper sound than just now. An arrow pierced through the heart. Out of the body. His arrow just split her arrow in half.

"Good!" There was a louder shout, and the admiration was infinite.

Xiwu took back his hand and looked at the red sandalwood proudly. He said, how could he lose so easily to a young teenager who had not yet grown up?

Red sandalwood looked at the arrow he was shot without any special reaction, let alone ignored anyone's eyes. He just set up a second arrow, which seemed to be just a random shot like the first one. "Wo!" The vermilion's arrow drew a slight arc against the arrow that pierced Wu and set it in the center of the second target.

No more than one point, no less than one point. The soldiers opened their eyes wide and took the red light and flashed into the bullseye. They clap their hands, and their eyes looked at Xiwu more expectantly.

Attack Wu snorted coldly and also aimed at the target of a hundred steps. This arrow, a steady red heart, stands side by side with red sandalwood.

Red sandalwood's heart is stable. She also knows what level he is. Now calmly take out the third arrow, bend the bow, and shoot!

"Wake-w-wish-wish-wish-" The vermilion arrow passed through the first bullseye through the second target and went straight to the third target, as fast as lightning, and finally passed directly through the center of the fourth target and finally steadily nailed into the center of a big tree 300 meters away.

"Wow!" The soldiers exclaimed, "That's awesome. The distance of 300 miles is accurate!" Those pairs of eyes looking at red sandalwood are simply worshipped.

At this moment, the palm of attacking Wu's hand is full of sweat. The effective range of 300 meters has exceeded his limit. His highest peak is only 170 meters. An ordinary soldier's 100 meters is already very good, and these 300 meters...

The palm of the hand is sweating more and more, especially under the expectant gaze of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes. He finally knew why she was so low-key with the first arrow, just to let him relax his vigilance and boldly provoke. The second arrow was also testing his level. This third arrow directly fixed his death sentence, which made him unnecessary for him to compare!

This teenager, this teenager, is so sophisticated and calculating from beginning to end. Only he thinks he is great. He doesn't know that he has been deeply involved in other people's chess games without knowing it. However, even if he loses, he has to compare! In his dictionary, there are no deserters, only dead people!

Take an arrow, bend the bow, aim at the target, gritting your teeth, bow like a full moon, ready to go!