"I will strike first..." Zhao Tong glanced at the arrow in his hand. He was holding a white feather arrow.
"Your Majesty, please!" Duan Yichang said, holding a black arrow dyed with ink.
Zhao Tong nodded, picked up an arrow and looked at the copper pot in front of him. There was nothing surprising about the skill of throwing the pot. It was probably the same as the dart board in later generations. He held the arrow and shot towards the target, testing the accuracy of his eyesight. and wrist control.
Zhao Tong moved his forearm, exerted a little force on his wrist, and threw the white feather arrow.
The rule of this flying flower throwing pot is that if two people throw it together, they can knock off the arrows thrown by the other party, making the opponent's arrows useless.
But Duan Yichang did not do so immediately. On the one hand, it was due to etiquette. On the other hand, he also wanted to see how well Zhao Tao was throwing pots. After all, throwing pots is different from archery.
Even if you don't have any martial arts skills with this thing, as long as your hands are familiar with it, it won't look too ugly when thrown. As for those who are good at concealed weapons, they can almost hit the mark with every shot.
Duan Yichang didn't know Zhao Tan's skill in throwing pots. As for martial arts, he felt that Zhao Tan didn't have it. But in throwing pots, in addition to level and martial arts, there was also a little bit of luck, so he changed the rules of ordinary pot throwing and named it Feihua Touhu, which allowed him to knock out the opponent. arrow.
In this way, he can control the overall situation. Losing is impossible, and winning will pretend that winning is difficult, so as not to make Zhao Tao look too embarrassed.
He felt that his plan was perfect, and he felt like a stroke of genius. At this moment, he became more and more calm and relaxed.
Zhao Tong didn't have any tricks when he threw the arrow. He just held the arrow and threw it into the copper pot. This is the most common pot throwing method.
There are actually many things you can do in throwing pots. Blind throwing and back throwing are just rules. In the process of throwing, you can actually play some tricks like Cuju.
The simpler Rhino Watching the Moon, Throwing Whip to Cut off the Current, and the more difficult Kuixing Kick Fight, and Upside Down Golden Hook can all be used, but the accuracy will be greatly lost.
Zhao Tong had no tricks, just a simple throw, and the arrow drew a semicircular arc in mid-air, and then fell straight into the copper pot.
"Your Majesty is very clever." Duan Yichang said with a smile, knowing in his heart that although Zhao Tong was not good at archery, he was very good at throwing pots.
But if he didn't often banquet and give orders, how could he have such a high level? Drinking and sex are harmful to the body, and playing with things is debilitating. So what if the level of this kind of game is high? Duan Yichang couldn't help but despise King Qi.
"Your Highness, I'm going to take action too!" After saying this, Duan Yichang picked up the jet-black feathered arrow, took a stance, and threw it forward.
This time he was sure of success and would never miss. Duan Yichang had even pinched two more arrows in his hand, waiting for Zhao Tong to throw them again before he shot them down.
But at this moment, Zhao Tong suddenly raised his arm, and unexpectedly threw the second arrow, saying, "Prince Duan, wait a minute!"
This white-feathered arrow was extremely fast. It didn't look like it was going to be thrown into the copper pot at all. Instead, it was heading towards Duan Yi's long black arrow.
Duan Yichang was stunned for a moment, but he saw that his arrow had already reached the edge of the copper pot and was about to fall into it, but was knocked away by the white-feathered arrow in the blink of an eye.
"Prince Duan's flying flower throwing pot is really fun." Zhao Tong said with a smile: "I will definitely publicize this method, and such an interesting drinking order will become popular in Tokyo."
Duan Yichang was shocked and confused, what's going on? Why was the opponent able to knock down his own arrow? Could it be that King Qi's pot-throwing skills were so superb?
No, no, the skill of throwing pots and knocking down flying arrows are two different things and cannot be generalized at all.
Could it be a coincidence? But even if they met by chance, where did King Qi get such power?
Duan Yichang gritted his teeth and threw another black feather arrow. Zhao Tong saw him take action and threw the white feather arrow again.
The second one arrived first and knocked out Duan Yichang's second ink arrow with a "pop" sound.
Duan Yichang pursed his lips tightly and threw the three black feather arrows into the pot together. He didn't believe that even if Zhao Tong had superb skills, strong wrists, and even unlucky luck, he could still stop him from throwing the three arrows into the pot at the same time?
What's more, he just threw normally before and did not use hidden weapon techniques.
This time, three arrows were shot out at the same time, but it was a three-star hidden weapon method to catch the moon. The speed was more than twice as fast as before. It was not thrown, but shot straight into the copper pot.
He didn't believe that Zhao Tong could still stop him!
With a smile on his face, Zhao Tong threw another arrow with his hand, and it was still an arrow.
This arrow came last, and it was extremely fast, blocking directly above the copper pot. Duan Yi's three ink arrows flew out one after another after passing through this block, hitting the pillars and the ground. Not a single one of them hit the pillar. The support can be put into the pot.
Duan Yichang's expression suddenly changed. He quickly took out the remaining five ink arrows in his hand, but this time he didn't care. He used all the means at his disposal, just to throw them into the pot.
Zhao Tong laughed loudly, and several arrows in his hand were shot out at the same time. There was a constant "ding-dong-dang" sound, but in an instant, the five black arrows were shot out again.
At this moment, Duan Yichang felt his hands and feet were getting cold, he had been fooled, he had been fooled, this King of Qi actually knew how to use martial arts!
This King of Qi is good at martial arts! No martial artist would be able to knock down so many arrows at once. No matter how accurate and dexterous the eyes and hands are, ordinary people would definitely not be able to knock down five arrows at once!
Zhao Tong looked at him and shook his head and said: "I have nothing to do to make Prince Duan laugh, but I am familiar with it."
Are you familiar with it? ! Duan Yichang almost spit out blood when he heard this. How long do you want to deceive me?
He gritted his teeth at this moment and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I lose this game, I just drink!"
He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it in one gulp. Then his face turned red, and even his eyes were a little red, and he said: "Your Majesty is very clever. Chang Yi thought it would be better to put the remaining nine games together to compete. If he loses, Just drink all the wine!"
Zhao Tong frowned and said, "Doesn't this mean that the loser has to drink nine cups in a row and promise the other party to do something?"
Duan Yichang said: "Your Majesty, that's exactly what it is."
Zhao Tong said: "If you drink nine cups in a row, won't you get drunk? I think it's better to take your time."
Duan Yichang felt as if there was grass growing in his heart at this moment. How could he wait for even a moment? He said anxiously: "Your Majesty, this wine is weak and will not be intoxicating. Even if you drink more than ten cups in a row, it will be fine."
Zhao Tong said: "Prince Duan is serious?"
Duan Yichang said: "There is no joke in front of the prince!"
Zhao Tong thought deeply and said: "Prince Duan proposed this Fei Hua Tou Hu, and you set the rules. Since you think it would be better to put them together to compete, then put them together. I have a strong drinking capacity and I am not afraid, but if Prince Duan loses I’m drunk, but don’t blame me for not warning you.”
Duan Yichang secretly resented hearing this. King Qi had been pretending to be stupid and playing tricks on himself, and now he was acting coyly again. But even if he was really good at martial arts, he would shoot ninety arrows at the same time, even if he had The master’s abilities are definitely not able to intercept them all!
He said: "How could Chang Yi blame the prince? If he loses, he will be punished as he pleases."
Zhao Tong nodded: "Then follow what Prince Duan said."
Duan Yichang sneered in his heart. Duan from Dali has a skill that allows him to shoot multiple identical hidden weapons at once. If the opponent is a person, he can naturally dodge, but if the opponent is a copper pot, how can he not hit it?
He glanced at Zhao Tong, then placed his hand on the ink-colored feather arrows on the table. This skill of the Dali Duan family has a name, called peacock feathers. When it is practiced to the extreme, it will be used as a hidden weapon, even if As light as a willow leaf, it can fly out and injure someone!
And among the abilities of Peacock Ling, there is another most powerful technique, which is called Peacock Tail Spreading!
(End of chapter)
