Chapter 79: Test

Chapter 79 Test
"Hey, don't make noise." Murong Jian looked gloomy and shouted.
Murong Yu’s face was wronged:
I’m not fooling around. I just think that the strong man’s entry into the military camp can enhance the combat effectiveness of the army. Is this also wrong?

Murong Xue sneered, Murong Yu is only fourteen years old, this set of one-way reason is definitely not his own, but Murong Jianjiao, the father and son can not open the gap in General Zhang, will be the idea Hit the Murong Yu, sing a peace, and give Murong a set, really smart and awkward!
"Murong, I challenge you, don't pretend to be dumb, say directly, dare not compare with me?" Murong looked directly at Murong, his chin was high and his voice was high.
Murong looked at Murong Yu, the dark eyes flashed with three points of confusion, three points of bitterness, three points, and finally turned into a touch of perseverance: "Well, I compare with you!"
Ge Hui glanced at him and hurriedly said: "Little Houye..."
Murong Yu interrupted his words and looked at Murong Yu: "I agree to try, not to fight for prosperity, not to express myself, just to let you know that I am a man, not afraid of any provocation! You say, what are you trying?"
Less to say so arrogant, he must let him lose the test, face lost!
Murong’s heart disdain and arrogant, proudly said:
Archery!

"Good!" Murong nodded and slammed the toughness and dignity that had never been seen before!
General Zhang quietly looked at Ouyang Shaoyan and saw that his face was faint. Without objection, he smashed the minds of Murong and Murong, and ordered the trial!
The soldiers were trained to retreat to the side, and the large teaching field was instantly vacated. Dozens of arrows were standing at the forefront, which was particularly eye-catching.
Murong squatted with his bow and arrow, and slowly walked over, looking at the target of tens of meters away, and frowned slightly: "The arrow is standing there, motionless, too boring, if it is on the battlefield, the enemy Can't be stupid to stand there and shoot!"
"What do you want?" Murong Yu held his bow and arrow and looked at him faintly.
Murong Yan held his head high and said proudly: "Let the target move, let us stand next to the red heart, a column of incense, who shoots the most red hearts, who wins."
"Good!" Murong nodded, and the challenge was brought up by Murong Yu. No matter what kind of tricks Murong played, he would accompany him!
"Brushing brush!" Dozens of arrows are moving back and forth in the teaching field. Murong is standing on the left side of the teaching ground, holding a long bow and arrow, arrogantly bowing, only listening to '嗖'A sound, the feather arrow flew out toward the target, and it was heavily tied to the red heart of the target...
"Good!" I don't know who exclaimed, and many soldiers followed suit: "The arrow is good... really good..."
Murong Xue gently raises his eyebrows and shoots the moving target. It is several times more difficult than shooting the target. The arrow in the teaching field moves without any rules. The most important thing is to test the arrow method. If the arrow is slightly worse, it will not shoot. Red heart, Murong shot in the middle, the archery is really good, Murong Jian spent a lot of effort on this son, I do not know how Murong archery?
Murong Xue looked up at Murong Yu, and saw him standing on the right side of the teaching field. His eyes were dignified and the bow was on the line. The feather arrow 嗖嗖嗖 的 飞 飞 飞 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
The vast teaching field is silent and silent!
"Okay!" I don't know who shouted, the screams of the soldiers came one after another: "This town of Houhou Hou Hou, usually very awkward, did not expect the archery is good..."
"He is the son of Yue Houye. I thought that in the past, Yue’s archery was wearing Yang in a hundred steps, and the world was unparalleled. He shot only a few arrows that could only move. Nothing can be fussed...

"That is, the tiger father has no dogs..."
The soldiers’ arguments came into their ears, and Murong’s frowning frowned: he proposed to shoot the live target, and wanted to show his superb archery. He even let Murong’s robbing the limelight, it’s really abominable, he must never lose. he!
Take the bow on the string, Murong 霁 three arrows burst, with lightning speed, quickly shot at the target: "Hey!" Three arrows shot on the red heart, one shot on the edge of the red heart!
"Three arrows burst, good, really good!" The soldiers sighed.
Murong Jian’s face was slightly gloomy, and the three arrows should be used in the end. The end of the test was ended with a stunning effect, which made people remember the unparalleled superb archery!
He is good, a column of incense has just begun, it has caused three arrows to burst, how can it be so unsettled?
Yu Guang saw Murong Yu, and he saw that he also took out three arrows and steadily put the bow on the string. The three feather arrows of the '嗖嗖嗖' even the red heart, provoked the soldiers’ surprise and said: "Good. ... is not the son of Yue Houye..."
Murong Jian sharply stunned his eyes, his face was gloomy and terrible, and Murong’s archery was so good, because of the inheritance of Murong. Or is it because of Ge Hui’s teaching?
The three arrows of the deaf children shot at the edge with one arrow, completely smashed into the foil of Murong Yu, and became a big joke in the military camp. It is really hateful, hateful!
Murong Jian looked at Murong Yu with an angry look. He saw that he was pale, and the hand of the bow and arrow shook slightly. He hated Murong, and the bottom of his voice was full of anger and unwillingness: his archery was taught by his father. In the eyes of Jingzhou, no one can, in the Qingyan capital, he will be the leader, how can Murong Yu win him? How can I win him?
Murong squinted his eyes and quickly bowed the strings. The black feather arrow "Hey!" shot to Murong! Murong Yu is unprepared, and it is too late to want to dodge!
"Dangdang!" Three silver needles flew out and beaten the black feather arrows!
The noisy moments of the dead silence, everyone looked in the direction of the silver needle flying, only to see Murong Xue eyes cold, blink of an eye came to the center of the teaching center, glanced at the black feather arrow on the ground, cold road: " Murong, are you archery or killing?"
"Don't say it's so ugly, I just accidentally slipped my hand." Murong squatted his chin high, and he looked at it with disappointment, and his heart hated it. The abominable Murong Xue was really a nosy, otherwise, his arrow was sure. Can shoot Murong!

Is it?
Murong Xue’s mouth was slightly picked, like a smile, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the bow and arrow in the hand of Murong’s hand. He took the bow and stringed it, only listening to the three sounds of '嗖嗖嗖', and the three feather arrows were in the shape of a character. From Murong’s hair and arms, he nailed him to the fence!
"Ah!" Murong screams through the clouds and screams through the clouds!
"霁儿!" Murong Jian exclaimed, and immediately came to Murong Yu, looking at him being shot by the feather arrow, squatting his arm, raging in the chest, angry eyes like a sharp arrow, 狠狠 Shooting to Murong Xue!
(End of this chapter)