Chapter 468

Wang Dahai clasped his fists with both hands and said, "let's shoot first! General, please -- "

he doesn't believe that he can't hit one arrow with ten flying targets! No way!

Leng junao, dressed in a black and luxurious robe with thin lips and fierce hawk eyes, slowly raised her hand -

Zhao Wanxi, who had never seen a man's archery skill, was busy passing the straw target, waiting to see the master.

Wang Dahai almost held his breath, focused on the flying target in the hands of the general, put on the posture of pushing the bow, and the sharp arrow burst out at any time.

Leng junao moves steadily forward two steps. Between raising his hand, the sleeve of his robe blows, and the grass target flies out, he has the momentum of breaking mountains and rivers, like lightning, which is hard to find with naked eyes.

Wang Dahai's hand trembled. He was so nervous that he let go of the arrow.

The forehead exudes the star cold sweat, he stealthily glances at the direction of the general, the second target of Leng junao is ready, Wang Dahai is busy and quickly put on the posture.

It's another flying target. It's as fast as lightning. It's full of overlapping shadows. Wang Dahai concentrates on shooting this arrow. He was 90% sure that he could hit it, but unexpectedly he didn't even touch the edge of the grass target.

The next result is not hard to predict, ten Ten no!

This is probably the worst result of Wang Dahai's shooting ever. He looks loveless and looks at his bow and arrow in disbelief.

Leng junao's eagle eyes seemed to sweep over the woman's face. Zhao Wanxi's adoring and amazing eyes made the man fly in high spirits, and his eyes were full of rebellious pride. He turned his eyes to Wang Dahai -

"now it's your turn!"

Although Wang Dahai was demoralized, his backbone was still there. Just now, the general made a bold statement that he would win only if he hit ten times, and even if he hit nine times, he would lose.

That is to say, as long as Wang Dahai makes every effort to defeat the general, he will not be too shameful today.

"Yes."

At this moment, there were not a few soldiers around. The barracks were full of voices, and the voices were like waves, which made the scene lively.

Wang Dahai is not easy either. At the moment, he first calms down and adjusts his breath. Then he slowly picks up the take-off target. He also deliberately has more eyes. When the red heart is facing up, he doesn't believe that the general has no mistakes.

Leng Jun's crazy eyes are full of conceit. It seems that he doesn't pay attention to the little soldier's small movements at all. His steady shooting posture is very beautiful. His legs are the same width as his shoulders, and his waist is strong. His left hand holds the bow and pushes it away rhythmically, and his right hand holds the arrow to pull the string.

Wang Dahai's long arm is waving, and the grass target is flying straight into the sky It's very difficult to fly in a curve.

Zhao Wanxi can't help but secretly squeeze her sweat and glance at Leng junao again. The man's narrow eyes are half narrowed, his eyes are very focused, and a steady sharp arrow flies out -

bang! Hit the target! Landing again look at the heart!

More than a thousand elite soldiers are not boiling. The general really deserves the reputation!

Zhao Wanxi couldn't help clapping and cheering: "it's amazing!"

Wang Dahai's eyes widened in surprise. Although he was surprised, he was really admired in his heart. He pretended to be calm and said: "there are still nine arrows! The general may not win... "

The little soldiers were surprised that the head of Wang's banner was so bold that he dared to talk to the general like this.