Chapter 193
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Because Mu Feng had taught some simple fighting and wrestling skills to the soldiers of the hunting team before, and these people hadn't practiced for a long time, so not many of them mastered them proficiently.
And they had never been in contact with wrestling competitions before, so most of them still competed in brute force.
In this way, what should have been a wonderful wrestling match suddenly became a hand-to-hand fight scene.
These fighters were in groups of two. In the beginning, the two fought at the same time, holding each other's arms or competing for strength together. However, before Shuofeng was ready, he threw Qingya over his shoulder and knocked him down. The judgment of wind is when Shuo Feng wins, everyone reacts immediately.
Only then did they understand that although Mu Feng was not allowed to kill him, he did not say that he was not allowed to use means.
With shame on Ming Guang's face, he scratched his head and looked at Mu Feng: "Great chief, I will definitely beat him up when I go back!"
Mu Feng shook his head and laughed, "Why are you beating him?"
Ming Guang said: "It was agreed that it was a wrestling competition, but in the end he used such a trick, it is disgraceful!"
Mu Feng curled his lips: "Then you mean that next time we go to catch a horned rhino, we will fight it head-on with a big stick?"
Ming Guang shook his head: "How is that possible? Once hit by a horned rhinoceros, everyone can survive."
Mu Feng smiled and said: "That's it, you know you can't face it head-on, why can't Shuo Feng?"
"But..." Ming Guang was still a little ashamed.
Mu Feng waved his hand and interrupted: "Shuo Feng didn't kill me, and he didn't violate my rules. In the end, he won again. Remember, this is true within the tribe, and it is also the same outside the tribe."
Ming Guang stopped talking, and thought carefully about Mu Feng's words.
Because of Shuo Feng's start, the subsequent wrestling became more interesting. As soon as the two entered the field, they began to guard against each other, probing bit by bit, and then most of them took advantage of each other's unpreparedness, and then succeeded in one blow.
Mu Feng nodded in satisfaction. Although this was just a competition within the tribe, he also wanted the tribe to exercise their awareness of defense.
Originally, he was still thinking about how to bring this matter up, but just taking advantage of Shuo Feng's "sneak attack", he pushed the boat along.
It's just that it takes more time, and the wrestling that was expected to end in one day has turned into two days—the most important thing is that they all know that after this round, only the top two in each group will be able to enter next round.
And others also lost the opportunity to let the chief give empowerment and make bows and arrows.
This is what Mufeng wants to see.
Finally on the third day, all the competitions ended, and the top two in each group were determined.
The twelve people are Sang Ruo, Huang Sang, Aoki, Wangye, Qingya, Chiya, Konoha, Shuofeng, Huangshi, Mochizuki, Qige, and Baiqiu.
Twelve people are almost the strongest fighting force of the Jiang clan.
The next thing that needs to be done is the second round, and the competition is still the first three items.
But the distance between the target ring and the ring was changed to a narrower one, which stumped these people all of a sudden.
The twelve people looked at Mu Feng together, tried and tried the bows and arrows in their hands, and shook their heads secretly.
"This kind of arrow can't hit such a small target!" Someone shook his head.
Qingya took the lead and said: "Great Chief, this kind of bow is not easy to use, and the target is too small, we can't hit it!"
Mu Feng didn't answer directly, but stood up and looked at the others: "What about you?"
The others also shook their heads, indicating that they missed the shot.
Mu Feng turned to look at Han Shu again: "Han Shu, can you?"
Han Shu scratched his head: "Let me try!"
Saying that, Han Shu took the bow and arrow from Qing Ya, took a deep breath, put his face on the bow string, lightly struggled with his hands, looked at the disc-sized archery target not far away, let go of his fingers, "嗖" With a bang, the bamboo arrow was shot, and the bamboo arrow went away in response, and shot on the disc, but there were only eight rings!
"This..." Everyone knew that Han Shu's archery skills were very good, but they didn't expect that he could hit the eight rings with such a small target!
Han Shu knew the situation himself, and bowed his head in shame: "The great chief..."
Mu Feng waved his hand: "It's not bad, at least you can hit the eighth ring to prove that you can hit it. Give me the arrow!"
"Ah?" Not only Han Shu, everyone got excited.
Only some of the hunting team fighters among them have seen Mu Feng shoot an arrow, others have always heard how powerful the archery is of the great chief, and now they can finally see it!
Mu Feng took the bow and arrow Han Shu handed over, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.
These bows and arrows are actually made according to the most basic beginners' arrows given to him by the teacher when he first started practicing arrows in the "fitness club" in his previous life.
These warriors in the tribe usually shoot arrows with single-piece bows and double-piece bows, and the wood carvings are also normal-sized targets, so they are not used to small targets at the moment.
And he has long been used to it.
He got up from his "chief referee" seat, took the bow and arrow and stood where Qingya was standing just now, took a slight breath, put the arrow on the string, exhaled lightly, tilted his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, Raised a little bit, and loosened his fingers.
With a "whoosh", the arrow hit the bull's-eye, and the tail of the arrow trembled wildly!
"This!" Everyone exclaimed.
Because Mufeng took only a few breaths from standing there to shooting the arrow, he was much more proficient than Hanshu and Qingya, and his accuracy was worlds apart!
"Why is the chief's archery so good!" Someone murmured.
"The bow and arrow was taught to us by the great chief!" Another person reminded.
And the cold tree is
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Because Mu Feng had taught some simple fighting and wrestling skills to the soldiers of the hunting team before, and these people hadn't practiced for a long time, so not many of them mastered them proficiently.
And they had never been in contact with wrestling competitions before, so most of them still competed in brute force.
In this way, what should have been a wonderful wrestling match suddenly became a hand-to-hand fight scene.
These fighters were in groups of two. In the beginning, the two fought at the same time, holding each other's arms or competing for strength together. However, before Shuofeng was ready, he threw Qingya over his shoulder and knocked him down. The judgment of wind is when Shuo Feng wins, everyone reacts immediately.
Only then did they understand that although Mu Feng was not allowed to kill him, he did not say that he was not allowed to use means.
With shame on Ming Guang's face, he scratched his head and looked at Mu Feng: "Great chief, I will definitely beat him up when I go back!"
Mu Feng shook his head and laughed, "Why are you beating him?"
Ming Guang said: "It was agreed that it was a wrestling competition, but in the end he used such a trick, it is disgraceful!"
Mu Feng curled his lips: "Then you mean that next time we go to catch a horned rhino, we will fight it head-on with a big stick?"
Ming Guang shook his head: "How is that possible? Once hit by a horned rhinoceros, everyone can survive."
Mu Feng smiled and said: "That's it, you know you can't face it head-on, why can't Shuo Feng?"
"But..." Ming Guang was still a little ashamed.
Mu Feng waved his hand and interrupted: "Shuo Feng didn't kill me, and he didn't violate my rules. In the end, he won again. Remember, this is true within the tribe, and it is also the same outside the tribe."
Ming Guang stopped talking, and thought carefully about Mu Feng's words.
Because of Shuo Feng's start, the subsequent wrestling became more interesting. As soon as the two entered the field, they began to guard against each other, probing bit by bit, and then most of them took advantage of each other's unpreparedness, and then succeeded in one blow.
Mu Feng nodded in satisfaction. Although this was just a competition within the tribe, he also wanted the tribe to exercise their awareness of defense.
Originally, he was still thinking about how to bring this matter up, but just taking advantage of Shuo Feng's "sneak attack", he pushed the boat along.
It's just that it takes more time, and the wrestling that was expected to end in one day has turned into two days—the most important thing is that they all know that after this round, only the top two in each group will be able to enter next round.
And others also lost the opportunity to let the chief give empowerment and make bows and arrows.
This is what Mufeng wants to see.
Finally on the third day, all the competitions ended, and the top two in each group were determined.
The twelve people are Sang Ruo, Huang Sang, Aoki, Wangye, Qingya, Chiya, Konoha, Shuofeng, Huangshi, Mochizuki, Qige, and Baiqiu.
Twelve people are almost the strongest fighting force of the Jiang clan.
The next thing that needs to be done is the second round, and the competition is still the first three items.
But the distance between the target ring and the ring was changed to a narrower one, which stumped these people all of a sudden.
The twelve people looked at Mu Feng together, tried and tried the bows and arrows in their hands, and shook their heads secretly.
"This kind of arrow can't hit such a small target!" Someone shook his head.
Qingya took the lead and said: "Great Chief, this kind of bow is not easy to use, and the target is too small, we can't hit it!"
Mu Feng didn't answer directly, but stood up and looked at the others: "What about you?"
The others also shook their heads, indicating that they missed the shot.
Mu Feng turned to look at Han Shu again: "Han Shu, can you?"
Han Shu scratched his head: "Let me try!"
Saying that, Han Shu took the bow and arrow from Qing Ya, took a deep breath, put his face on the bow string, lightly struggled with his hands, looked at the disc-sized archery target not far away, let go of his fingers, "嗖" With a bang, the bamboo arrow was shot, and the bamboo arrow went away in response, and shot on the disc, but there were only eight rings!
"This..." Everyone knew that Han Shu's archery skills were very good, but they didn't expect that he could hit the eight rings with such a small target!
Han Shu knew the situation himself, and bowed his head in shame: "The great chief..."
Mu Feng waved his hand: "It's not bad, at least you can hit the eighth ring to prove that you can hit it. Give me the arrow!"
"Ah?" Not only Han Shu, everyone got excited.
Only some of the hunting team fighters among them have seen Mu Feng shoot an arrow, others have always heard how powerful the archery is of the great chief, and now they can finally see it!
Mu Feng took the bow and arrow Han Shu handed over, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.
These bows and arrows are actually made according to the most basic beginners' arrows given to him by the teacher when he first started practicing arrows in the "fitness club" in his previous life.
These warriors in the tribe usually shoot arrows with single-piece bows and double-piece bows, and the wood carvings are also normal-sized targets, so they are not used to small targets at the moment.
And he has long been used to it.
He got up from his "chief referee" seat, took the bow and arrow and stood where Qingya was standing just now, took a slight breath, put the arrow on the string, exhaled lightly, tilted his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, Raised a little bit, and loosened his fingers.
With a "whoosh", the arrow hit the bull's-eye, and the tail of the arrow trembled wildly!
"This!" Everyone exclaimed.
Because Mufeng took only a few breaths from standing there to shooting the arrow, he was much more proficient than Hanshu and Qingya, and his accuracy was worlds apart!
"Why is the chief's archery so good!" Someone murmured.
"The bow and arrow was taught to us by the great chief!" Another person reminded.
And the cold tree is
Because Mu Feng had taught some simple fighting and wrestling skills to the soldiers of the hunting team before, and these people hadn't practiced for a long time, so not many of them mastered them proficiently. And they had never been in contact with wrestling competitions before, so most of them still competed in brute force. In this way, what should have been a wonderful wrestling match suddenly became a hand-to-hand fight scene. These fighters were in groups of two. In the beginning, the two fought at the same time, holding each other's arms or competing for strength together. However, before Shuofeng was ready, he threw Qingya over his shoulder and knocked him down. The judgment of wind is when Shuo Feng wins, everyone reacts immediately. Only then did they understand that although Mu Feng was not allowed to kill him, he did not say that he was not allowed to use means. With shame on Ming Guang's face, he scratched his head and looked at Mu Feng: "Great chief, I will definitely beat him up when I go back!" Mu Feng shook his head and laughed, "Why are you beating him?" Ming Guang said: "It was agreed that it was a wrestling competition, but in the end he used such a trick, it is disgraceful!" Mu Feng curled his lips: "Then you mean that next time we go to catch a horned rhino, we will fight it head-on with a big stick?" Ming Guang shook his head: "How is that possible? Once hit by a horned rhinoceros, everyone can survive." Mu Feng smiled and said: "That's it, you know you can't face it head-on, why can't Shuo Feng?" "But..." Ming Guang was still a little ashamed. Mu Feng waved his hand and interrupted: "Shuo Feng didn't kill me, and he didn't violate my rules. In the end, he won again. Remember, this is true within the tribe, and it is also the same outside the tribe." Ming Guang stopped talking, and thought carefully about Mu Feng's words. Because of Shuo Feng's start, the subsequent wrestling became more interesting. As soon as the two entered the field, they began to guard against each other, probing bit by bit, and then most of them took advantage of each other's unpreparedness, and then succeeded in one blow. Mu Feng nodded in satisfaction. Although this was just a competition within the tribe, he also wanted the tribe to exercise their awareness of defense. Originally, he was still thinking about how to bring this matter up, but just taking advantage of Shuo Feng's "sneak attack", he pushed the boat along. It's just that it takes more time, and the wrestling that was expected to end in one day has turned into two daysthe most important thing is that they all know that after this round, only the top two in each group will be able to enter next round. And others also lost the opportunity to let the chief give empowerment and make bows and arrows. This is what Mufeng wants to see. Finally on the third day, all the competitions ended, and the top two in each group were determined. The twelve people are Sang Ruo, Huang Sang, Aoki, Wangye, Qingya, Chiya, Konoha, Shuofeng, Huangshi, Mochizuki, Qige, and Baiqiu. Twelve people are almost the strongest fighting force of the Jiang clan. The next thing that needs to be done is the second round, and the competition is still the first three items. But the distance between the target ring and the ring was changed to a narrower one, which stumped these people all of a sudden. The twelve people looked at Mu Feng together, tried and tried the bows and arrows in their hands, and shook their heads secretly. "This kind of arrow can't hit such a small target!" Someone shook his head. Qingya took the lead and said: "Great Chief, this kind of bow is not easy to use, and the target is too small, we can't hit it!" Mu Feng didn't answer directly, but stood up and looked at the others: "What about you?" The others also shook their heads, indicating that they missed the shot. Mu Feng turned to look at Han Shu again: "Han Shu, can you?" Han Shu scratched his head: "Let me try!" Saying that, Han Shu took the bow and arrow from Qing Ya, took a deep breath, put his face on the bow string, lightly struggled with his hands, looked at the disc-sized archery target not far away, let go of his fingers, "" With a bang, the bamboo arrow was shot, and the bamboo arrow went away in response, and shot on the disc, but there were only eight rings! "This..." Everyone knew that Han Shu's archery skills were very good, but they didn't expect that he could hit the eight rings with such a small target! Han Shu knew the situation himself, and bowed his head in shame: "The great chief..." Mu Feng waved his hand: "It's not bad, at least you can hit the eighth ring to prove that you can hit it. Give me the arrow!" "Ah?" Not only Han Shu, everyone got excited. Only some of the hunting team fighters among them have seen Mu Feng shoot an arrow, others have always heard how powerful the archery is of the great chief, and now they can finally see it! Mu Feng took the bow and arrow Han Shu handed over, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart. These bows and arrows are actually made according to the most basic beginners' arrows given to him by the teacher when he first started practicing arrows in the "fitness club" in his previous life. These warriors in the tribe usually shoot arrows with single-piece bows and double-piece bows, and the wood carvings are also normal-sized targets, so they are not used to small targets at the moment. And he has long been used to it. He got up from his "chief referee" seat, took the bow and arrow and stood where Qingya was standing just now, took a slight breath, put the arrow on the string, exhaled lightly, tilted his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, Raised a little bit, and loosened his fingers. With a "whoosh", the arrow hit the bull's-eye, and the tail of the arrow trembled wildly! "This!" Everyone exclaimed. Because Mufeng took only a few breaths from standing there to shooting the arrow, he was much more proficient than Hanshu and Qingya, and his accuracy was worlds apart! "Why is the chief's archery so good!" Someone murmured. "The bow and arrow was taught to us by the great chief!" Another person reminded. And the cold tree is
