762: C762 Shooting Contest

C762 Shooting Contest

To put it bluntly, this brat was asking for a beating, right?

Xiao Jian even wanted to go up and kick Yue Feng.

Who are you with?

If it wasn't for Hua Wu Die, you wouldn't even be able to get in this door.

"This kid is really arrogant." He thought that with Hua Wu Die here, he would be formidable?

Luo Shi Ran said.

"So what if Dancing Flower Butterfly is here? If he angered Young Master Hu, no one would be able to save him. Just look at Young Master Hu's appearance, it's already giving him face. If it were me, it would be light even if I cripple him. "

Wen Haojun also said coldly.

"I said, I want to compete with you in shooting. Two hundred yards, five arrows per person, how about that? "

Hu Qiabin suppressed the anger in his heart and let out a cold smile.

"Two hundred yards …"

Upon hearing these words, the crowd was slightly taken aback.

Two hundred yards and most people wouldn't even be able to find the target.

Only a professional level person would dare to make a move at this point.

As for ordinary people, it was already not bad for them to fight so far.

You still want to hit?

This was simply a fantasy story.

"Oh?"

However, Yue Feng raised his eyes and said:

"Straight ahead, five hundred yards. "A single arrow will decide victory or defeat."

Yue Feng said as he slowly stood up.

These words naturally caused everyone to be stunned.

Five hundred yards?

Are you kidding?

Let's not talk about whether the bow in his hand could shoot so far.

Even a professional level archer would not have full confidence at this distance.

This kid, just opened his mouth!

"In my opinion, since he won't hit anyways, he might as well take a distance that no one else can hit." In any case, if we fail, we might not lose. "

"Of course. Based on his appearance, he is truly shameless to the extreme."

"Yes, at that time, if Young Master Hu does not hit, then he will not lose too much face." "What a good plan, how shameless."

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As for Hu Yibin, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Five hundred yards …" "Hur hur, good, good."

Hu Qiabin suddenly laughed, his smile somewhat sinister.

"Since the competition is about to start, let's get something out of it."

Hu Qiabin said.

"The wager? What kind of wager do you want? "

Yue Feng asked.

"I followed this bow for five to six years. Back then, when I was competing abroad, I got it by chance. The International Shooting Club was custom-made, with the world's shooting champion and Mandela's autograph on it. This is the only one in the entire world. "

From her bag, she took out an incredibly exquisite longbow.

On the bow, there was a little bit of luster and it had a European style to it.

There was a signature at the handshake.

Compared to the bows of the others, this was a clear sign of superiority.

This bow of Hu Qiabin's was a completely different level.

"If you defeat me, I'll give you this bow."

Hu Qi Bin said coldly.

It could be seen that he had put in a lot of effort just for this competition.

"Oh? "That's not bad."

Yue Feng said.

Although this bow was not bad, it was still incomparable to the Purple Frost Divine Bow.

Therefore, Yue Feng was not very interested.

However, if he wanted to compete, then so be it.

"What about you? If I win, what will you say? "

He looked Yue Feng up and down.

"Me?"

Yue Feng hesitated for a moment before saying:

"I don't have anything of value on me. If you are interested, take this little ginseng for yourself. "

Yue Feng searched up and down for a while, but only found a small piece of ginseng in his pocket.

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