Water Margin Survival

Fighting for life?

Looking at Pang Wanchun's decisive tone, Huarong felt incredible. ..

It is not uncommon for him, Li Guang, to become famous as a young man, and it is not uncommon for people in the army to come here to compete with arrows, but everyone is fighting against each other. At most, they only want to win or lose. It is impossible to kill the opponent!

But at the moment, Pang Wanchun's radical behavior is really incomprehensible.

"There was a festival between you and me?" Hua Rong asked.

"Perhaps not before!" Pang Wanchun's face was deep, his eyes never left Hua Rong's side, and he said word by word: "But from the moment you were called 'Little Li Guang', I, 'Xiao Yangyouji', were destined to be you Hit the hurdle that cannot be passed!"

Hua Rong was silent when he heard the words, and was silent for a while, when Pang Wanchun was a little impatient, Hua Rong suddenly raised his head and said unexpectedly:

"You let Meng Kang of Yubangan go, can I admit defeat?"

Pang Wanchun was startled when he heard the words, and looked at Hua Rong inexplicably, how could the words of admitting defeat come out of the mouth of a top shooter?He tried his best to calm himself so as not to miss every move of his opponent, but Huarong was extremely calm at this moment, not showing any signs of fear or relief, just like the calmness he expressed in his words just now, he just Looking back quietly.Pang Wanchun suddenly felt a strong sense of being underestimated. For this battle, he did not hesitate to confront Liang Shanbo who was in full swing, and he did not hesitate to offend the most powerful and brotherly boss in the world. After paying all the price, when this The person who I dreamed of and wanted to challenge stood in front of me, but gently said the word admit defeat. Is this a mockery of Pang Wanchun's half-life obsession?

At this time, Pang Wanchun was like an angry lion, no, he should be a hero who was angry inside but calm on the outside.He suddenly looked at the deputy beside him, and ordered: "Lei Jiong, pass on my order to meet Meng Kang's head!"

Not only Lei Jiong, everyone present at this time knew that Pang Wanchun was persecuting Huarong, even Jiao Ting was no exception, and immediately asked in a daze, "Is this guy crazy?"

"He's not crazy, he just has a perverted self-esteem!" Wang Lun said in a deep voice.I don't know if he is answering Jiao Ting, or talking to himself.

"Perverted self-esteem?" Deng Yuanjue chewed on the attributive Wang Lun gave Pang Wanchun. It was only then that he deeply realized that the envoys who represented Mingjiao repeatedly came to recruit this person had a personal experience.

Lei Jiong didn't move, because Hua Rong had already raised the longbow in his hand, Pang Wanchun finally showed a smile on his face, and shouted: "Hua Rong, if you pretend to be a mourning soldier, I will help you too! Follow the rules I said!" "This bow and arrow are like your hands and feet, and I am very familiar with it. It is a joke to expect it to hit you and me! I don't think you are as good as I just take three arrows in my hand. This is a face-to-face battle of life and death, without moving your body, and you are not allowed to dodge. The one who survives wins, and there is no complaint if you lose or die!" Pang Wanchun no longer asked Huarong if he would agree, and then shouted loudly: "Lei Jiong counts, count to three and start !"

Pang Wanchun's method of comparing arrows can be described as the ancestral version of the cowboys who drew their guns in the street. The cowboys of the later generations are nothing more than a word of speed. The faster they draw their guns, the faster they shoot, the greater the chance of winning.

But the current peak archery competition is not like this, for the two master archers.At this time, the first arrow has the advantage of the first arrow.Shooting arrows later also has the advantage of shooting arrows later, I am afraid that two people will shoot arrows at the same time.The shooting is not in the same place, because neither side can avoid it because of the restriction, so this kind of result is the worst.

"Fucking shit! Let's play sharp-edged eyes!" Wang Lun heard the mantra of the Ma brothers in his heart. This Pang Wanchun played too hard. The original trajectory was to tell him to destroy the lives of the seven leaders of Liangshan. Now Such a person must not be recruited by any force, otherwise it would be a crime against the brothers in the cottage.

In the look of Han Shizhong turning his head to ask for instructions, Wang Lun immediately gave him a clear look.Although he had great trust in Huarong's archery skills, he was not afraid of [-] but just in case. Huarong's condition was not very good along the way.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and before everyone had time to react, Lei Jiong had already counted three. Fortunately, when Hua Rong noticed that Pang Wanchun bent down quickly to take the arrow, he didn't hesitate and grabbed two more arrows. Arrow in hand.

At this time, when Lei Jiong's words fell to the ground, Pang Wanchun's arrow had already been released, and his obsession with winning made it impossible for him to put himself in the position of a passive defender.

Late strikers have a reaction time of just a few seconds. In fact, in the category of top shooters, the word aiming can no longer be used to describe their way of shooting arrows. The feeling he had cultivated after soaking in bows and arrows for so many years, he returned an arrow seemingly casually.

But hearing the crisp sound of "ding", the two arrows collided at a distance of ten feet in front of Huarong, and finally exhausted their kinetic energy and fell to the ground.

Although the "spectators" on the two hilltops had unusual understandings of their respective archers, they still couldn't help but gasp when they encountered such a rare scene in a century, but this feeling was only in the blink of an eye , Pang Wanchun shot another arrow, Hua Rong was not at all confused, and after quickly estimating the trajectory of the opponent's arrow in his heart, he shot another arrow. , indicating that Pang Wanchun's second arrow was blocked by Huarong again.

The rapid secretion of adrenaline made Pang Wanchun extremely excited, and he was not at all affected by the last arrow in his hand. In the end, the deadly arrow was completed in one go, without stagnation, and flew straight towards Huarong's neck.

When everyone looked at Huarong again, they saw that the bowstring in his hand was already thumping. It turned out that the long arrow had already flown out, but when everyone was waiting for the miracle to happen again, they saw that the two arrows had crossed each other and hadn't been fired at all. When there was a crash, everyone opened their mouths in shock.

In an instant, even the faces of the two shooters became abnormal. At this time, Pang Wanchun's expression could no longer be described as dejected, and his appearance was already equated with despair.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the doorway. Pang Wanchun knew the arrows he shot. Just now, Huarong's arrow clearly hit his own arrow feathers, and quietly changed the direction of his arrows.

This is the only advantage of being a late striker. Perhaps Hua Rong had planned the layout from the first arrow, and only led Pang Wanchun to shoot all the arrows, so that he could sacrifice this final killing move.

Pang Wanchun's heart was ashamed, he didn't expect that the first failure in his life would come when he was full of ambition.

In just a short moment, Pang Wanchun actually still had a chance to escape this life, such as leaning back to avoid arrows, such as jumping a horse to escape, falling into the mud may not be as decent as a headshot with an arrow, but he can still win a life.

However, all these hypotheses were rejected by his action of closing his eyes. In the end, he just closed his eyes and chose to accept the bet.

With a sound of "poof", the arrow pierced into the flesh, and the blood spattered on the spot. In an instant, Pang Wanchun didn't realize the pain at all, but felt a huge force knocking him off the horse.

A good rider falls from a horse, a good swimmer drowns in water, a good drinker gets drunk, and a good fighter dies. I myself, who played with arrows, finally died under the arrows. I don’t know if it’s a gift from God or irony. .

"Fuck your mother's bird strongman, thief and bird! Using human flesh to block arrows is nothing to lose!" A loud shout exploded in Pang Wanchun's ears tens of meters away. Pang Wanchun realized that something was wrong, opened his eyes and saw, There was an arrow stuck in Lei Jiong's back, which penetrated deep into the flesh, and he was lying not far from him, and the poor horse under his crotch was being pressed down by him, unable to struggle. It took so much effort.

"Lei Jiong!!!" At this time, if Pang Wanchun still can't figure out what happened, then he is not worthy of practicing such a good archery.

"Arrows are better than arrows. What's the matter with shooting your grandfather! Pang Wanchun, you are still not self-imposed!" Li Kui's furious voice came again, and Pang Wanchun was immersed in grief. Scolding with his nose is also unaware.

When Wang Lun, Hua Rong and others saw that Li Kui said that he had been hit by an arrow, they all turned their heads to look at it. Sure enough, the arrow had been inserted into Li Kui's collarbone in front of his shoulder. It seems that a fighting arrow can also be stained with sparks?

Hua Rong let out an "oops", dismounted quickly, and stepped forward to apologize to Li Kui: "Brother Li, this is my younger brother's fault, I didn't notice you were behind me!"

"Damn it!" Li Kui cursed, blocking Hua Rong's approaching hand, and said, "Who cares about this with you? It's not like I don't know that you don't have back eyes! Hua Zhizhai, you are such a good arrow, Shoot the bird to death with an arrow, and everyone took the bird village by the way, and sent me back to the village to see Doctor An for treatment!"

This black guy came back to him, and he also knew that he should find the best doctor when he was injured. In the past, when Mou Jie was in the cottage, Li Kui didn't look at him, but he didn't dare to mess with An Daoquan.

At this time, Wang Lun came with the medical officer who accompanied the team. This man was An Daoquan's apprentice, and used to be a famous doctor in his hometown. Later, he heard of An Daoquan's name and voted for Liangshan. Serving as a military medical officer in the guard camp came in handy at this time.

"If conditions permit, the villain suggests that the village owner should send Chief Li back to the village. If not, the villain will try to do it!" The medical officer reported after examining Li Kui's injuries.

"Don't, don't! Don't try to fool around!" Li Kui shouted.

"Tie Niu, don't make trouble!" Wang Lun stopped Li Kui, and said to the medical officer, "Let's deal with Li Kui first. You are not familiar with the place here. You should follow the brigade to move safely. After half an hour, I will send you back to the boat." Liangshan!"

The medical officer asked Li Kui to sit in the carriage and went forward to treat his wound. Wang Lun took Han Shizhong, Hua Rong and others to the front of the battle, and shouted: "Pang Wanchun, stop talking nonsense, first put my brother Meng Kang Send it down!")