Chapter 63: Stop shooting arrows

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"Teacher Liang, you haven't told me, how can you compare with riding a shot?" He Yan looked at Liang Ping beside him. "Is it more than who's prey, or who is the first to reach the end of the horse farm?"
Liang Ping hadn't spoken yet, Ma Damei spoke first, he smiled and said, "Youth Lang, with Yi Yixiang as the last time, run a circle, this is the origin, and it is the end. There are grass targets in the bend of the road ahead, and we four feathers Arrows are different. If you shoot an arrow at the corner, whoever shoots the arrow and returns to this place first will win."
He Yan nodded and said, "Yes."
Liang Ping couldn't help but gave her a glance, the most common sentence that the teenager said was "Yes". Whether it is against Wang Ba, Jiang Jiao or Huang Xiong, it is still "ok" to face these coaches now. I don't know when he will say "no".
"Then let's get started." Du Mao pulled the reins, and someone blew a horn behind him, and the four horses were like arrows from the string. In a blink of an eye, they sprang out more than ten meters, leaving only the billowing smoke.
The horse that He Yan rode was much more clever than the horse that He Sui had brought when she was on the Beijing campus. It should have been specially tamed by someone. As long as she gives a little command, the horse can understand the instructions. She also noticed that, among the remaining three, Liang Ping and Du Mao's equestrian skills were good, but they were not as good as that of Ma Damei. Ma Damei's technique of controlling horses is comparable to his own. Perhaps he is superior, but he hasn't shown it.
She observed the three men, and the others were also observing her. Du Mao glanced at it and almost didn't stare out his eyes. He Yan didn't even need a horsewhip?
She wrapped the whip diagonally around her arm and directed the horse to sprint, but patted the horse gently with her hand. This is not the son of the capital, what do he mean? The most surprising thing is that he is so casual, he has not been dropped by a few of their coaches, and keeps pace with himself, and he even smiled at him.
Du Mao didn't overdo it immediately.
The galloping horse, like a meteor lightning, has reached the corner in a blink of an eye. He Yan backhand touched the back of the arrow barrel, pulled out a few feather arrows, he had to shoot arrows on the grass targets on both sides.
This target is not as big as the one on the performance martial arts field, only the size of a slap, it is not obvious to see. If you use a crossbow, it is not easy to hit, and it depends on the eyesight and movement of the person. When He Yan was about to shoot an arrow, Liang Ping and Du Mao glanced at each other, and one after the other, they suddenly exerted force, and the two horses squeezed towards He Yan, squeezing He Yan's horse sideways, so the arrow in his hand disappeared Can shoot.
The horse was frightened, and He Yan was turned a few times, busy pulling the reins to stabilize his body. She looked at Liang Ping and Du Mao. If the two had nothing to do with bows and archery, Du Mao even said to her: "He Yan, you have to be careful, don't fall!"
It was not like they touched her just now.
He Yan raised an eyebrow, really, she never understood the word forgiveness in the test. Disturb her archery, how can it be so?
The arrows of Liang Ping and Du Mao had been fired, but they saw a blue arrow rushing out of the diagonal thorn. The sound of "Boom" cut off the arrows of the two of them, changed their direction, and fell to the ground.
The two looked at He Yan at the same time. He Yan shrugged and said, "Teacher, why do you look a little bit poor at learning?"
Liang Ping: "..."
This young man is too eye-catching to report it, and he is not forgiving. It is really arrogant.
He Yan will have to re-bow, but he hasn't drawn the arrow yet, and his body is again heavy. The old man Ma Damei has already caught up from behind, smiling to He Yan, "Youth Lang, don't worry, Take it easy."
He Yan couldn't pull the bow. As long as she moved, the three would follow from behind, from the front, from left to right. If nothing happened to "touch" her, the horses were frightened frequently, and she could not aim at the bullseye.
After so many times, He Yanshu also saw that the three head teachers were deliberately opposed to her. Although I don't understand why, it is also part of the competition. If she wanted to prevent her from shooting arrows, even if she returned to the end of the road, it would not be a victory.
Outnumbered, besides archery, it is impossible to fight with these coaches, but it must be so, that is not something that He Yan can do.
He Yan's eyes moved slightly and muttered: "Want to count me? No way!"
Suddenly she lifted her arm, and the whip wrapped around her arm spread in response, falling in the wind, making a crisp noise.
"He is..." Du Mao frowned. From the beginning to the end, He Yan has never used a whip, and can easily control a horse without a whip. It is indeed rare. But now that He Yan is doing this, she can't support it, and she has to start using the horsewhip again?
He was thinking, suddenly He Yan raised his head and smiled at himself, Du Mao felt an unpredictable feeling in his heart. At the next moment, he saw the horse whip flying towards him, Du Mao was startled, subconsciously went to hide, his heart was shocked and angry, He Yan actually Dare to hurt someone!
He turned sideways, and then exposed the arrow barrel behind him.
The whip did not fall on Du Mao, but curled up a flower, rolled the feather arrow in the quiver, He Yan stretched out, the whip loosened in the air, so the full feather arrow , All falling in the wind.
Liang Ping, who witnessed the whole process, was stunned. He hadn’t waited for his reaction. He Yan’s whip had been aimed at him. He was startled and hurriedly steered the horse to avoid it, but this time it was He Yan’s turn, where was he? When he ran, he pulled a hook, and all the arrows in his quiver were thrown to the ground.
"He Yan!" Du Maoqi's face was blue.
"I think the coaches don't want me to shoot arrows," He Yan smiled as if he didn't see his ugly face. "But I don't want to lose. There is no way. Everyone don't shoot arrows. Whoever runs fast will count as who Win?"
"Hahahaha!" Ma Damei's laughter came from behind him, but he didn't have any trace of tension and anger, but he was excited, "You little guy is very smart, don't know my arrow, you can't accept it?"
He Yan smiled slightly, "How can I? I'm not going to collect your arrows."
Ma Damei's horsemanship is outstanding, she is difficult to touch, it is not easy to take away his arrow, but it does not matter, as long as after this curve, no target can shoot, he can only reach the finish line with who he is.
She and Ma Damei Qi headed together, she arched, Ma Damei then shot to block, Ma Damei arched, He Yan shot to stop, they had left Liang Ping and Du Mao behind, and no one could compare with others, they were in the glue room One corner passed.
Everyone missed the target, and now they can only compete for who will reach the end first.
Ma Damei glanced at He Yan and smiled, "You are so good." He waved his whip. Suddenly, the horses moved forward. Only then did he not use all his effort.
He Yan looked at his back and praised, "It's really someone outside, there's a sky outside." A pinch of horse belly also followed.