"Guo Mu, this is my friend, please stop being rude here!"
Song Xinxun looked around and saw that this young man had good features and handsome features, but was tall and strong, nearly eight feet tall. His hunting clothes were faintly held up by muscles, and a ring-headed sword hung on his waist. He was obviously a person who practiced martial arts all year round.
Guo Mu sneered and said: "Cousin, no matter what my status in the Guo family, I can't make friends with everyone. This boy can be called your friend. He must have an extraordinary background, right?"
Before Guo Miao could answer, Guo Huan immediately rushed to say: "Cousin, this kid not only stole our horse, but also made the horse fall and hurt me. You must vent your anger for us Guo family children."
Guo Mu's eyes fell on Song Xin and asked coldly: "Is what he said true?"
Song Xin didn't have the slightest fear. His eyes met Guo Mu's and he smiled without showing any signs of weakness: "Why, I can't afford to lose the bet, so I'm looking for you to save face?"
Guo Mu was stunned, a little surprised and curious. He didn't expect Song Xin to be completely unafraid of him, and asked, "Did you just boast that you could draw any hard bow?"
Song Xin said: "I didn't say that a hard bow can be drawn, but I haven't encountered a bow that can't be drawn."
Guo Mu sneered and said: "Huh! You have only seen a few bows. You are so thin and you still dare to boast like this. I will make a bet with you today and use the hard bow passed down by my Guo family to compete. Who can draw the bow? If you hit the target, you win. Do you dare?"
"Yes, rat, do you dare!?" The nephews and nephews of the Guo family behind him also followed suit.
"Guo Mu, Song Xin has just learned archery not long ago, you are bullying others!" Guo Miao was displeased, and even more worried that Song Xin would agree to it because of a sudden change in his mind, so he quickly stopped him. Guo Mu was good at riding and shooting, and was praised by Cao Cao. He was definitely not comparable to Guo Huan.
"Cousin, he was the one who boasted first, not his cousin." Guo Huan immediately retorted, fearing that Song Xin would not agree.
Song Xin took a step forward and said, "Okay, what to bet on? How to bet?"
Seeing that Song Xin had been fooled, Guo Mu chuckled and said, "Get the bow!"
After a while, Guo walked forward holding a big bow and handed it to Guo Mu. Guo Miao's face changed slightly. This was a bow passed down from the ancestors of the family. It was two stones long. It would be difficult for ordinary people to pull it open, let alone use it to hit the target. This bow was not originally used for fighting, but was used to exercise arm strength. Now among the nephews in the family, only Guo Mu can pull him away. He took out this bow, obviously wanting to make Song Xin look embarrassed.
"Use this bow and shoot an arrow for each person. Whoever can draw the bow and hit the target will be considered the winner. If you lose, Zhuiying will return it to my Guo family, and you will have to kowtow to Guo Huan to apologize. "
When Song Xin heard this, he smiled and said, "What if I win?"
"Haha, do you think you can draw this bow?" The nephew of the Guo family burst into laughter. Guo Mu gently waved his hand to calm them down, and then said: "If you win, I, Guo Mu, will sworn brothers with you. I will also give you the sword on my waist that is made of steel."
Song Xin looked at this bow. The arms were thicker than any he had ever used in the army. He thought it must be quite powerful, which made him a little interested, but the sword on Guo Mu's waist had a room full of finer swords in the mountains and rivers, so he didn't care about it.
"How about it, who comes first?" Guo Mu thought Song Xin was scared and was afraid that he would shrink back.
"Hey, don't promise him, that arched foot has two stones, you can't pull it apart." Guo Miao advised in a low voice.
Guo Mu laughed when he saw it and said, "Cousin, if he doesn't want to compete, that's easy. Just ask him to kneel down and kowtow to us to apologize."
Guo Miao's face turned pale, "Guo Mu, don't bully others too much!"
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"Okay, I'll bet with you, but I have the final say on what I bet on." Song Xin said suddenly.
Guo Mu asked: "What do you want?"
"If I win, this bow will be mine, but I won't let you lose it. I can give you a good knife, how about it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Guo family's nephews and even Guo Miao were stunned. Guo Huan was the first to react and scolded: "Boy, this is the ancestral treasure of my Guo family. Why should I give it to you?" As for what Song Xin said next. All knives were ignored by them.
Song Xin ignored him at all, but stared at Guo Mu and said, "Do you dare? If you don't dare, you will lose."
Guo Mu didn't expect to be defeated by the opponent. If he really lost this ancestral bow, he would probably have his legs broken by his elders when he returned. But he was unwilling to admit defeat in front of Song Xin. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! It's a deal!"
After the two high-fived each other, they walked to the shooting range. Looking at each other, Guo Mu asked: "You first, or me first?"
"First step, please." Song Xin smiled and took a step back.
Guo Mu snorted, held the big bow and shot an arrow. Then he took a horse step and his breath sank into his dantian. At the same time, his right hand began to exert force. With a series of slight rattling sounds, the thick bow arm began to gradually bend. The sons and nephews of the Guo family were all holding their breath and concentrating at this time, for fear of making any noise that would distract Guo Mu.
But the bow was too heavy. With trembling arms, Guo Mu struggled to lift the bow and aim at the target. Then with a whooshing sound, the feathered arrow shot out of the wind and hit the target in the blink of an eye, only missing the red heart above by an inch.
He sighed regretfully. At this time, his arms were already sore and numb, and he was still shaking slightly. After his breath stabilized, he walked up to Song Xin and said, "It's your turn."
Song Xin saw him adjusting his breath desperately, trying to pretend that he still had some strength left, and took the bow with a smile. He turned to Guo Miao and said, "By the way, Miss Guo, can you call the drummer?"
When everyone heard this, they all looked surprised. This kid actually wants to use Wenshe. You know, just checking the solid, aiming straight, raising the bow, guiding the bow, and leaning into position require extremely stable control. It is difficult to switch to an ordinary soft bow, let alone a hard bow made of these two stones.
Guo Huan first laughed, "Haha, this guy still wants Wenshe? Does he think he is Li Guang?"
Guo Mu also had a look of contempt on his face, thinking that Song Xin must be delaying on purpose, so he said, "Well, since you want Wen She, then please invite the drummer to come over."
Song Xin nodded and said to Guo Miao: "Miss Guo, why don't you remind me, I'm afraid I'll miss some steps."
Guo Miao looked pale and thought that Song Xin was scared to death...but at this time she had no choice but to nod.
As the drummer played a rapid drum beat, followed by a gentle drum beat, Guo Miao reminded in a low voice: "Enter the room."
Song Xin walked into the shooting range with a bow, and then the drum beat began to change, from being serious to being serious. Guo Miao said: "When carrying things, take them with you."
Song Xin held the bow in front of him and held an arrow. Then he took a step forward, stood with his feet slightly apart, and nocked the arrow to the string.
Guo Mu and others watched with interest from behind. Currently, these steps did not require drawing the bow. They wanted to see how Song Xin would make a fool of himself in the future.
At this time, Guo Huan winked at the drummer and secretly made a stretching movement with his hands. The drummer understood and began to change the drum beats, but the intervals between each change became longer.
"Enter the 爭 (Kuo), examine firmly, be determined, and raise the bow." Guo Miao was concentrating on giving instructions to Song Xin, but he did not notice that the drummer was cheating.
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When it came to drawing the bow, Song Xin exerted force with his hand, and as the bow string made a rattling sound, he actually pulled the stiff bow open! Everyone was shocked to see that Song Xin's face remained normal, his arms did not tremble at all, and he seemed very relaxed.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Guo Kai immediately winked at the drummer. The drummer didn't expect Song Xin to be able to draw the bow. Seeing Guo Kai's hint, he immediately added a few more rounds.
At this time, Guo Miao also noticed that something was wrong. Originally, the steps of drawing the bow required three rounds, each with a three-eye drum sound, but at this time, it was already the seventh round.
"They cheated!" Guo Miao realized immediately. She glared at Guo Mu and the others, but she didn't dare to speak loudly at this time, for fear that Song Xin would be distracted and discouraged.
Seeing that the drummer was slow to change the rhythm, Song Xin also felt strange, but he didn't feel that the bow was very strenuous, so he simply kept the bow fully drawn and waited for the drum beat to change.
After fourteen rounds of drum beats in a row, even the drummer felt embarrassed, and then changed the drum beats again. Guo Mu and others were also frightened into a daze by Song Xin's strong arm strength. When the drum beat changed, they felt like they were waking up from a dream. The original contempt on his face has long since disappeared.
"Dong, da da, da, dong, da da, da." At this time, the drum beat changed again, and Guo Miao said in a deep voice: "Play!"
Song Xin loosened his fingers, and the arrow hit the target like lightning. The arrow even passed through the entire target, with only less than an inch of flying feathers still on the target.
Seeing Song Xin hit the target, Guo Miao was so happy that she rushed to Song Xin happily and hugged him. She didn't know why she was so happy that Song Xin won.
Song Xin felt a soft feeling in her chest, and her face immediately turned red.
This scene made Guo Mu and others stunned. Guo Miao noticed their gazes and realized that she was so happy that she had forgotten the difference between men and women. Her face turned red and she quickly let go of Song Xin. She turned around, stared at Guo Mu and said, "Cousin, how are you doing?"
Although Guo Huan was frightened in his heart, he still said unconvinced: "Humph, so what, Brother Mu also hit the target, and this bet is not about who can shoot accurately, it is a draw at most!"
"You!" Guo Miao's face turned pale in anger, "You cheated!"
Guo Kai immediately said: "Cousin, don't talk nonsense. Who saw us cheating?"
Guo Miao sneered, pointed at the drummer and asked loudly:
"Let me ask you, how many rounds should the drummer play during the bow-drawing step!?"
The drummer was so frightened that his whole body was like chaff, and he immediately knelt down and replied: "Three...three rounds..."
"Then how many rounds did you knock just now!?"
"Ten...ten..."
Guo Miao sneered: "Hesitating, let me count for you. You have knocked fourteen rounds."
"Miss, please forgive me!" The drummer was so frightened that he lay on the ground begging for mercy, trembling and not even daring to raise his head.
"Go and receive the punishment yourself." Guo Miao snorted coldly. The drummer got up dejectedly and left the shooting range dejectedly.
Seeing the quarrel between their brothers and sisters, Song Xin stepped forward and patted Guo Miao on the shoulder, "No need to argue, I'll just tell him." Then he stepped forward and handed the big bow to Guo Mu, who was still in a daze, and said : "Brother Guo, you and I both hit the target. There is no winner in this bet. How about we have another round?"
Guo Mu just woke up from a dream. The arm holding the big bow was still trembling. After going back today, his arm will definitely be sore and numb for several days. He knew that he could no longer draw the bow no matter what. Then he bowed deeply to Song Xin and said, "Brother Song has superb archery skills, and Guo Mu admires him. This bow is just..."
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