Reborn Female General 60

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       In front of the weapons stand on the high platform of Yanwuchang, He-Yan was thinking seriously.
       She didn't use a lot of knives in the past, it was a bit inconvenient. Most of the knives on the weapon rack were lancets and large ring knives, which were not easy for her. She thought and thought, reaching out and picking up the bottom knife.
       The recruits staring at her action saw a stunned look.
       Anyone who doesn’t understand just asks, “Why is this knife so small? It’s not as long as a human arm.”
       Jiang Yan had a wide range of knowledge and said, "This is a sword, not a pair, but a pair."
       The trowel is really small. It is only as long as a person's forearm. The two knives are sealed in the same scabbard and can be hidden in the sleeves or boots. The blade is wide and only a few inches in front of the tip, which is convenient for the backhand knife and block.
       He-Yan slowly pulled the knife out of the scabbard. One was slightly longer and the other was shorter. About five people usually used trowels, and the knife was relatively new.
       Yes, she praised in her heart.
       Wang Ba also came down to the stage and saw He-Yan's shovel at a glance. For a moment, he said, "He actually uses a stab?"
       Equally puzzled was Huang Xiong on the stage. He saw He-Yan pick and pick again. After picking this knife, he looked at He-Yan with a different look and asked, "Double knives?"
       He-Yan nodded :   "Two swords."
       "I didn't expect you to be young, even with double knives?" Huang Xiong said, "It really does everything!"
       He-Yan replied humblely, "It's all about life."
       The people below didn't sound like it. Du Mao reached out and touched Liang Ping, "What exactly does He-Yan do at home? Is he able to master all kinds of martial arts by life? Is he kidnapped by a kid? Going on the street? "
       "You ask me, who do I ask?" Liang Ping said angrily, even the guillotine will make, who can use the guillotine, guillotine, most of the green forest people!
       What kind of person is this?

       No longer talking, Huang Xiong slowly pulled out the long knife in the sheath and nodded slightly at He-Yan, "Please give me some advice."
       He-Yan said, why is it "brother", even if she had grown up to nineteen years old, she should also call Huang Xiong a "uncle". Now Cheng-Lisu calls himself Big Brother. If Cheng-Lisu is followed, it should be called Xiao-Yue Mu-Uncle, now called Xiao-Yue Mu-Uncle, but it is called Huang Xiong?
       Huang Xiong can be Xiao-Yue Father at a young age!
       She thought about it like this, and the wheat under the stage exclaimed "Ahe brother be careful", but saw Huang Xiong rushed over with a knife.
       The golden-backed sword was caught in the wind of this big Han dance. He slanted the blade to the left, shifted his right foot slightly, turned around, and chopped it toward He-Yan.
       He-Yan was stunned, squatting down and avoiding, backhand to open the opponent's blade with the back of the knife, the kite knife was in front, the sword was behind, and approaching Huang Xiong.
       Huang Xiong's man was very powerful, he just waved heavily and waved He-Yan's knife away. He-Yan had aimed at him and threw the knife. Huang Xiong tilted his head to avoid, He-Yan turned over and picked up. Just throw the flying knife in hand. The two stepped back to a standstill, staring at each other deadly.
       Huang Xiong is not Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan is still young. Huang Xiong's sword has followed him for thirty years. People and swords have already formed an excellent tacit understanding. He-Yan had already been taught by the time of the fight, and this man was above her.
       You must make a quick decision, or you will have to fight yourself, He-Yan wondered.
       Huang Xiong's heart is also overturned. Over the years, hundreds of people have dealt with him, both for good and for bad. But how old was this young man, and only then did he lose his sword and receive the sword, so that the flowing clouds flowed in one go. How did he do it? He started using a knife at the age of three?
       He-Yan thought, Huang Xiong was burly, fierce but awkward, and was not flexible enough to lose. From this point of view, it is just right to choose a trowel, so that you can break from "quick".
       Her eyes moved slightly, and she said, "Go on!"
       Huang Xiong held the knife in his right hand, leaned into the left step, and stabbed straight towards He-Yan.
       He-Yan stabbed into the knife and joined him together. Although she looked thin, her strength was not weak. The two knives were glued together, but He-Yan had a knife. She drew a flower with another knife, put her elbow on her back and stabbed at Huang Xiong.
       Huang Xiong couldn't escape, and his clothes were cut off. Off the stage of Yanwuchang, a time ‘Called.
       From this moment on, everyone noticed that He-Yan's movement began to become faster.
       Her footwork is extremely flexible. One knife goes around Huang Xiong's golden-backed sword, and the other moves like a snake. Although Huang Xiong had not been stabbed by her, he could no longer be cheap. Single-handed, fierce, and dexterous, with soft and strong, weak with strong.
       "You just let me enlighten me, I remember, I have a song tactic for both swords," she actually had time to speak, "I read to you."
       Huang Xiong froze, and she threw a sharp knife and saw her stitches again.
       "Suo Feng had her arms in June, and she still wanted to use them from side to side." She held long swords on each side, her posture stubborn.
       "The arms are dangled in front of you, and you have a lone sword after Yuyang." The long sword danced, making it difficult to see the boy's expression, only hearing his smiling voice.
       "It's just like electricity, with only one hand, but you have already begun by taking a photo." Step by step, but without any clutter.
       "I knew that the old sword was all but impossible, left and right and trivial." The knife swept toward Huang Xiong's neck, and Huang Xiong avoided it.
       "I use the right sword with swordsmanship and use the left to get the shots." One left and one right, she used skillfully. I just felt that the knife was her hand, and the hand was like a blade.
       On the martial arts field, she read and danced. Corresponding to the sound of not being sick, but it is like lightning.
       The sound of the howling when the knife and the knife collided only made people hearts follow in a ball.
       Cheng-Lisu When they came over, they saw this scene.
       "Mu-Uncle, you see, I said, my brother will win!" He exclaimed excitedly.
       This call brought the eyes of the people around. Some people recognized Xiao-Yue, and even when excitedly called out :   "It is Chief-Commander, Xiao Chief-Commander, General Feng Yun to perform martial arts. Field! "
       General Feng Yun?
       With that said, the recruits’eyes were drawn by Xiao-Yue in the past. The noise came to Yanwu, He-Yan's ear moved, Xiao-Yue?
       She looked sideways, and it turned out that Xiao-Yue was standing near Shen Han and Cheng-Lisu, not far from Yan Wutai.
       The young man wore a blue and dark-colored flower-embroidered fairy crane deep-wearing coat, with a beautiful and graceful look, and the recruits who performed the martial arts field did not look like a picture scroll. The compartment was rough and deep, and his compartment was bright and clear. Too far apart, He-Yan couldn't see his expression, and wanted to look like an indifferent kaolin flower.
       Unexpectedly, Xiao-Yue actually came to see her for the test. Does this indicate that the scene she played on the platform yesterday was finally passed to the ears of the people who should pass it. Xiao-Yue noticed that he is such an extraordinary talent?
       "Brother beware!" She thought, blasting Cheng-Lisu exclaiming in her ear, looking up, and the golden-backed sword had arrived.
       The sharp edge brought by the blade was near, and there seemed to be faint blood. This scene fell into the eyes of the audience, all exclaimed.
       Liang Ping couldn't help but blurt out :   "Be careful!"
       Sword art is different from spear. Spears are more dangerous than crossbows, and sword skills are more dangerous than spears. If you accidentally bleed, and Huang Xiong's strength is too great, once you can't keep the knife, something will happen.
       This kid, I usually carelessly, how can I be distracted at this time? Liang Ping was anxious, distracted than when he was a knife, but taboo!
       Huang Xiong saw the opportunity at this moment, and immediately slashed over, but when He-Yan was unavoidable, he was pointed at the neck by the knife. The boy suddenly raised his head and felt a sly smile. .
       Oops, Huang Xiong had a bad secret in his heart, so he had to close his hand. The next moment, He-Yan's left-handed knife had been driven over his long knife, and the right-handed knife did not know when it had passed behind him. Huang Xiong panicked, avoiding, but saw that the young man smiled even more, and between the hands, the left and right knives were already in hand. Slap two knives and make a single one, slicing directly on Huang Xiong's head, Huang Xiong wants to reach out to block, it is already one step late.
       The blade stopped before his forehead, but because of the sharp mang he brought, he broke a small wound on his forehead and shed a bloodline.
       The audience was silent.
       For a while, He-Yan retracted the knife away from his side, took out a crumpled wrinkle, and handed it to him, "Acceptance."
       Huang Xiong looked at He-Yan's post, and did not pick it up, but asked, "You just did not distract yourself, are you trying to cheat?"
       "The soldiers don't tire of cheating," He-Yan laughed. "What do you say?"
       She has been doing things for so many years, and of course knows that she must not be taken lightly at any time, and she must be more focused than when she is trying. Just don't say that Xiao-Yue is here, even if the emperor is here, she won't be half shaken. However, Huang Xiong's knife is so exquisite, she is not good at using the knife herself. How can she win so easily without using some means? However, he intentionally made a fork and attracted the yellow male to hook, but a mantis caught the cicada and the yellow bird was behind.
       That being said, she is still quite smart. Xiao-Yue probably wouldn't have thought that the "stupid" people he had evaluated in those days have now learned to make good use of ingenuity and are ingenious. Thinking of this, He-Yan looked proudly down the stage, and wanted to see if Xiao-Yue was looking at himself with an admiring look. Who knows this, where is Xiao-Yue shadow, and even Shen Han is gone? Only Cheng-Lisu waved her excitedly, waving his hair band.
       So he left? He-Yan stayed for a while.
       Is he seeing his own style?
       Before she figured this out, a lot of people came around in a circle. She was so popular today again, half of Liangzhou Wei recruits have completely convinced her. The crossbow, the spear, and the sword are so exquisite that they can stand up to the flock. However, half of them are even less accustomed to her arrogance, and only said :   "Only using conspiracy and tricks, not the right way, there are people who are capable of playing against others. It is because they know that they are inferior to their opponents."
       "That only shows that people are smart!"
       Wang Ba mingled in the recruits and went out, his heart was complicated and difficult to understand. On the one hand, he hopes that He-Yan will always win and always win, which shows that He-Yan is a real strong man. It is understandable to lose in the hands of a strong man. After all, Liangzhou Wei has never been able to beat him.
       But on the other hand, Wang Ba was very unwilling. Why did he lose so many people to He-Yan, no one else had to ‘call, he had to call He-Yan “Lao-Da” alone.
       On what grounds!
       However, thinking about Huang Xiong's more than forty people, lost in the hands of a sixteen-year-old boy, seems to be a bit worse than himself. Thinking of this, Wang Ba felt relieved and temporarily spit out a stale air.
       ...
       In the woods under the Baiyue Mountain in Liangzhou Weisuo, the two were walking slowly.
       The forest is densely covered with trees and plants, which shields the sun from light and cools down. There are also birds and paspalums, and the scenery alone makes Baiyue Mountain unique.
       "You just watched Yanwutai contest," Xiao-Yue said. "What do you think?"
       Shen Han thought about it for a while, then thought and thought, and then said, "Liang Ping has recovered a good soldier, He-Yan is a good seed. This is true for each of the crossbow, spear, and sword. It is a rare talent. It is not easy for him to do so. The second batch of recruits in Liangzhou Health Institute cannot be found. "
       "How is the knife?" Xiao-Yue asked again.
       "Looks like, He-Yan's swordsmanship is not as skillful and exquisite as Huang Xiong's. He is better at dexterity in footwork, lively in mind, immortal, and knows how to use tricks." Shen Han replied.
       The shortcomings of He-Yan are very obvious. If this competition drags on another tea effort, He-Yan will inevitably fall behind. He probably knew this himself, so he pretended to be distracted, causing Huang Xiong to rush, but instead defeated Huang Xiong.
       "What do you think of him entering the Nine Flags Camp?" Xiao-Yue said casually.
       "This young man is very young and considerate, not courageous. He is also an adept at martial arts. He is also literate. If you want to find from this batch of recruits, he is the best candidate." Shen Han said carefully.
       "Do you think so too?" Xiao-Yue turned around, tone indifferent.
       Shen Hanguan's youth face, the young Chief-Commander of the Xiao family, has always been indifferent to emotions. At this moment, his expression is calm, and nothing can be seen, but Shen Han feels that he does not seem to agree with his own opinion.
       "Chief-Commander ... but what does he think is wrong?"
       "This person has problems," Xiao-Yue said.
       Shen Han froze.
       "He is better than the knife on the field today, but his footwork is the footwork trained by the infantry of the charge camp."
       Assault battalion infantry rushed to the forefront when they entered the battlefield. Because they might die, their footwork was extremely flexible. He-Yan When compared with Huang Xiong, the sword skill is not as good as Huang Xiong, but he avoids every sword of Huang Xiong. The kind of subconscious receding dodge, he could tell at a glance that it was from the charge camp. He-Yan probably noticed it himself, because he was afraid of being discovered, so he changed it deliberately. However, sometimes subconscious actions are not always remembered.
       "This ... this ..." Shen Han said, "How is this possible? He is only sixteen, has he been on the battlefield before?"
       "Because it is impossible, he has problems," Xiao-Yue said.
       Now that the situation is tense, Shen Han must also be cautious. He hesitated and asked Xiao-Yue :   "Chief-Commander, what should we do now?"
       "I want to try this person." Xiao-Yue answered.
       "How is Chief-Commander going to try?"
       "He not setting down the ring at Yanwutai. One day at a time, the field will win. Tomorrow you pick three coaches and compare with him to shoot."
       Shen Han froze for a moment, "Isn't it good? If he wins ..." If He-Yan wins, how do recruits think of their coaches, even a soldier can't compare.
       Xiao-Yue stopped and indifferently said :   "If he wins, he must have problems."
       "There is no such genius in the world, and even if it does, it will not appear in Liangzhou Wei."

       Chapter 62 :  Team Play   

       On this day, He-Yan was recruited by her recruits to watch her in the middle of the night. I don't know how many people had promised to teach them sword surgery. Because it's too late today, I don't plan to go to Yanwu training at night.
       Wheat lay down against her, with one hand resting behind her head, and her eyes shone brightly to her :   "Ahe brother is really awesome today!"
       "You said," He-Yan groaned for a while, and said, "When I compared with Uncle Huang today, did Xiao Chief-Commander finish watching?"
       She was still thinking about Xiao-Yue in the day. She had such an exquisite skill, and Xiao-Yue left without reading it? Wouldn't it be a waste of thought to her, maybe this is Xiao-Yue thinks her sword skills are extremely ordinary and not worth paying attention to?
       "Eh?" Wheat did not expect He-Yan to ask about this, and tried hard to recall it, saying :   "Chief-Commander came for a while and left, but you are too nervous than the last point of the knife, I am all I looked at you, didn't see when Chief-Commander left, it should be ... is it finished? "
       He-Yan rolled over sadly.
       "Ahe, do you miss Chief-Commander?" Wheat asked.
       "Naturally, I want to learn literary and martial arts and sell them to the emperor's house. I have to sell them anyway. He doesn't even look at them. How do I know that I am the first in Liangzhou Wei?"
       The slow voice of Hongshan in that chamber came, "Now your reputation as the Liangzhou Guard has become far-reaching. Rest assured, some people will find you more than this in a few days. This kind of opportunities are countless. Chief-Commander when he sees it. "
       That's fine, He-Yan thought to himself, and closed his eyes.
       ...
       Hong Shan had good news. In the early morning of the second day, just after the weight-bearing run was finished, he had no time to practice the crossbow in the Wuchang field, and Liang Ping walked in front of He-Yan :   "You come."
       He-Yan is unknown. So I followed, and on the long road behind Yanwuchang, I saw that two people brought three horses. The two He-Yan also remembered their faces. They were both the heads of Liangzhou Health Institute. One was Du Mao, who often came to Liang Ping to speak. The other was a short Lao-tou with gray hair, named Ma Damei.
       "Teacher Liang, this is ..." He-Yan was puzzled. Shouldn't she see that she was excellent, and asked her to be a teacher? How can recruits be coaches? The promotion was not like this, and she did not want to be a coach at Liangzhou Wei!
       Fortunately, Liang Ping reassured her.
       Liang Pingdao :   "Did you not say on the stage of Yanwu the day before yesterday that you can take any challenge in Liangzhou Weili, one day a day, the field will win?"
       Although He-Yan didn't understand what he meant, he nodded and said, "Yes."
       "Our-3 people today are better than you." Du Mao stepped forward and handed the horse bridle to He-Yan. "Now compare!"
       "Ah?" He-Yan was surprised. "Do you compare with me?"
       She set up a ring to make a name for herself in the recruits and never thought about teaching. What's going on with these coaches? They are not young guys. How can they compete with her for blood? Is there any conspiracy?
       She watched with caution in the eyes of a few people. The thin, thin-haired Lao-tou-Ma Damei laughed :   "What's wrong? Boy, don't you dare to compare with me? I thought you were brave. Yes, are you afraid of that? "
       Ma Damei laughed with pleats on her face, but it was not ugly, but she was as kind as her parents. But He-Yan also knows that this person is not so kind as he is. Hearing and hearing these words, every word is radical. Just talking about this, if she really doesn't go, she will have a reputation for being timid and afraid. People like Xiao-Yue, who can't tolerate sand in their eyes, will not let her go to Jiuqiying.
       Thinking about this, she smiled brightly, "How can I? I'm just afraid of being embarrassed in front of the coaches, a little embarrassed. Since the coaches are willing to enlighten you, how dare you not know how to stand up. Compare it, match by match. "
       The three Liang Ping looked at each other and nodded, "Okay!"
       He-Yan is now a celebrity in Liangzhou Wei, but when there is a wind and grass, everyone knows it. The three coaches had to compete with He-Yan to test and shoot. All the recruits went crazy immediately and wanted to see it, but they were stopped by their coach and they were only allowed to train in the martial arts field.
       This is naturally Shen Han's arrangement. Although Xiao-Yue only said that he would try He-Yan, he couldn't take the reputation of the Liangzhou Weijiao leaders as well. Not afraid of 10 thousand, just in case, if He-Yan wins, will these recruits serve He-Yan or teach themselves? Hard to say.
       So it's better to hide.
       The recruits couldn't watch the excitement, neither was Cheng-Lisu who was not a recruit. He was locked in the room of Liangzhou Weishou, with a guard on the outside, unable to get out.
       He didn't know that He-Yan was going to race and shoot, and suddenly he was locked up, thinking that something had happened to Liangzhou Wei, and knocking at the door, he said, "What happened? Is there a soldier and horse riot? Why don't you let me go out, Mu-Uncle, why are you keeping me off? "
       There was a sentimental voice from the guard outside, "Little gongzi, Chief-Commander said, you have to copy" Selected Works of Zhao Ming "three times before you can go out."
       "I think you guys want me to die! Why don't you just kill me?" Cheng-Lisu sits down at the table angrily, three times, and he couldn't copy for a month!
       Outside, Shen Han and Xiao-Yue are going out.
       Shen Han glanced behind him and said, "Cheng gongzi really likes He-Yan. If He-Yan really has a problem, and he approaches Cheng gongzi, will he have another purpose?"
       "It's very likely," Xiao-Yue said, "Cheng-Lisu told him about the Nine Banners camp."
       Shen Han said for a moment in silence, "If it is true, then it is really bad."
       In Liangzhou Wei recruits, there were people with ulterior motives mixing in. He-Yan is one, and it will never be the only one. If there are others, they are passive. What's more frightening is that they didn't know anything about it. If Xiao-Yue was just here this time, it can be seen that He-Yan's body style is different, and the entire Liangzhou Wei has become the possession of others.
       Between the two of them, they have reached the side of Yanwu Stadium. But seeing He-Yan-4 people holding a horse, standing at the end of the road. First Liang Ping, then Du Mao, then Ma Damei, and finally He-Yan.
       He-Yan is standing on the far side, and her horse is also the smallest. It is about taking care of her figure. She turned her horse and was skilled in her movements. She was holding a rein, a long bow with a quiver, and she looked like a majestic girl. It doesn't look like the cowardly boy I saw on most days.
       He didn’t even have a riding outfit. The sun was shining on his red-colored outfit, plating his handsome eyebrows with a special brilliance, and He-Yan’s lips were smiling, and the appearance of a golden sword and iron horse was actually some young general Stunning style.
       Shen Han glanced at Xiao-Yue beside him. The latter looked lazy and indifferent, and didn't know what he was thinking, but Shen Han knew that He-Yan, which was just a moment ago, was a bit like him.

       Chapter 63 :  Stop Archery   

       "Liang Jiaotou, you haven't told me how to ride and shoot?" He-Yan looked at Liang Ping beside him. "Is there more prey than anyone, or who reaches the end of the racetrack first?"
       Liang Ping hadn't spoken yet, and Ma Damei spoke first, and he laughed :   "Juvenile, with a fragrant incense, run a lap so far, this is the origin and the end. There is a grass target in the corner of the road ahead, Our-4 Human arrows are different. If you shoot at the bend, you will win if you return to this place first.
       He-Yan heard and nodded, "Yes."
       Liang Ping couldn't help but glance at her. The most frequently spoken word of this teenager was "yes". Regardless of Wang Ba, Jiang Yan, or Huang Xiong, they are still "yes" to these coaches. I don't know when he will say "No".
       "Then let's get started." Du Mao pulled the reins, and someone blew a trumpet behind him, and the four horses were like an arrow off the string. In the blink of an eye, they rushed out more than ten meters, leaving only billowing smoke.
       This horse that He-Yan rode on is much better than the horse that He Sui brought in when she was at the Capital City campus. It should have been specially tamed by someone. With a little command, the horse could understand the instructions. She also noticed that, among the other three, Liang Ping and Du Mao had good equestrian skills, but they were not as good as that of Da Ma. Ma Damei skill in controlling horses is comparable to himself, perhaps superior, but he has not shown it.
       She observed the three, and the others were watching her. Du Mao glanced over and almost didn't stare out. He-Yan didn't even need a whip?
       She placed the whip around her arm obliquely, and directed the horse to sprint, but she patted the horse gently with her hand. This is not Capital City gongzi. What does he mean? The most amazing thing is that he is so casual, he has not been left behind by a few of their coaches, and he has kept pace with himself, and even has a smile on his mind.
       Du Mao immediately turned away.
       The horse raced like a meteor lightning, and in a blink of an eye. He-Yan touched the back of the quiver with his backhand, took out a few feather arrows, and then shot bows on the grass targets on both sides.
       This arrow target is not as large as the one on the martial arts field. It is only the size of a slap, and it is not obvious. If you use a crossbow, it is not easy to hit. It also depends on human eyesight and movement. When He-Yan was about to shoot an arrow, Liang Ping and Du Mao stared at each other. One after the other, they suddenly exerted force, and the two horses pushed towards He-Yan, pushing He-Yan's horse aside. Off, so the arrow in his hand failed to shoot out.
       The horse was frightened, He-Yan was turned a few times, and he pulled the reins to hold himself firmly. She looked at Liang Ping and Du Mao. If the two were indifferent to bow and arrow, Du Mao even said to her :   "He-Yan, you have to be careful, don't fall down!"
       As if it wasn't them who touched her just now.
       He-Yan raised her eyebrows. Really, she never knew how to forgive. How can you just let her shoot arrows?
       Liang Ping and Du Mao arrows had been fired, but they saw a green arrow coming out of the oblique stab, and with a bang, they cut off their arrows, changed their directions, and landed on the ground.
       The two looked at He-Yan at the same time, and He-Yan shrugged and said, "Teach the head, how do you look a little sloppy?"
       Liang Ping :   "..."
       This young man is too embarrassed to report, and he is not arrogant, it is really arrogant.
       He-Yan had to rebuild the bow, but before the arrow was pulled out, his body was full of strength. Then Lao-tou Ma Damei had caught up from the back, and smiled to He-Yan :   Shiro, don't worry, take your time. "
       He-Yan couldn't pull the bow. As long as she moved, the three would follow from behind, from the front, and from left to right. If they “touched” her casually, the horse would be frightened frequently, and she could not aim at the bull's eye.
       After so many times, He-Yan can also see that the three coaches have deliberately opposed her. Although I don't understand why, it is also a part of the test. Wanting to keep her from archery, even if she returned to the end of the road first, it was not a victory.
       He is outnumbered, and besides it is archery. It can't always fight with these coaches, but it's not something that she-Yan can do.
       He-Yan's eyes moved slightly and murmured, "Want to count me? No way!"
       Suddenly she raised her arm, and the whip wrapped around her arm spread out in response to the wind, making a crisp sound.
       "He ..." Du Mao frowned. From beginning to end, He-Yan has never used a whip, and it is rare to be able to control a horse without a whip. But now that He-Yan is doing this, is she unable to support her and start using the whip again?
       He was thinking. Suddenly He-Yan looked up at him and smiled to himself. Du Mao heart suddenly felt unpredictable. The next moment, when he saw the whip flying towards him, Du Mao was shocked, and went to hide subconsciously. He was frightened and angry, He-Yan how dare to hurt people!
       He turned to the side and exposed the arrows behind him.
       The horsewhip did not fall on Du Mao, but rolled a flower, rolled the feather arrow in the quiver, He-Yan stretched out, the horsewhip loosened in the air, so it was full Feather arrows flew in the wind.
       While seeing the whole process, Liang Ping was stunned. Before he could react, He-Yan's whip was aimed at him. He was startled and hurriedly avoided it, but it was He-Yan's turn this time. Wherever he could run, pull and tick, and the arrows in his quiver were thrown to the ground.
       "He-Yan!" Du Maoqi face was iron blue.
       "I think your coaches don't want me to shoot arrows," He-Yan said as if he didn't see his ugly face, and smiled, "But I don't want to lose, no way, everyone should stop archery, who runs fast Even if anyone wins? "
       "Ha ha ha ha!" There was a laughter from Ma Damei behind him, but instead of the slightest nervousness and anger, he was full of interest, "You little guy is very smart. I don't know my arrow, can you not accept it?"
       He-Yan smiled slightly. "How can I? I don't plan to collect your arrows."
       Ma Damei is superior in equestrianism. She is hard to come across, and it is not easy to roll away his arrow, but it does not matter. As long as he passes this curve and has no target to shoot, he can only reach the finish line with himself first.
       She and Ma Damei went head-to-head, she shot an arrow, Ma Damei shot an arrow to stop it, Ma Damei shot an arrow, and He-Yan shot an arrow to stop them. The two of them have left Liang Ping and Du Mao behind, and no one can beat them, they are in the glue. Passed the last corner.
       Everyone missed the target, and now, we can only fight for the first one to reach the end.
       Ma Damei glanced at He-Yan and smiled, "You young man, you are very nice." He waved his whip, and suddenly, the horses moved forward, and he had not used all his skills.
       He-Yan looked at his back and praised, "It's really someone outside, there is a sky outside." A horse belly followed.

       Chapter 64 :  All Assignments   

       The steed was swift, with four hooves and wind, and it was like lightning, galloping towards the end.
       He-Yan and Ma Damei can't be separated from each other. If this continues, it's really hard to say who will reach the end first.
       Liang Ping and Du Mao had already given up. They knew that equestrian was inferior to the previous two, and they could not follow it. They simply walked slowly behind, anyway, they were all requested by Chief Shen.
       The head coach Shen called them out last night, asking them to compete with He-Yan today. At first Liang Ping and Du Maoqi refused. They were not recruits, and they were not as good as He-Yan. Who knows that the head coach must ask them to do so, and they should make He-Yan as much trouble as possible while riding and shooting, and don't let He-Yan win.
       Liang Ping didn't have a taste in his heart. He had to compare with He-Yan, and he couldn't let He-Yan win. Isn't it because it was not fair? Compared with recruits, they taught bullies, and the three of them teamed up against He-Yan, which is simply the best of bullies.
       Who knows that people are not as good as the sky, let alone three people, anyway, now he and Du Mao did not bully He-Yan, but they were bullied by He-Yan. This is because the recruits didn't see it. If they saw it, where would their old faces be?
       But of the three of them, Ma Damei is the equestrian master. I wonder how He-Yan compares to him?
       From a distance, you can see the red silk on the finish flagpole.
       He-Yan pulled the reins, and the horse came forward, half a step ahead of Ma Damei.
       She wanted to cross the finish line, but at this moment, Ma Damei sang a "little guy" and He-Yan looked at him subconsciously. But seeing that little Lao-tou stood half-length upright, stepped on the horse back with her feet steady, and she praised her heart. Then, Lao-tou showed a smile to her. He-Yan came here.
       He-Yan was startled, and Zema wanted to avoid it, but Lao-tou was like a winged bat fly, half of his body had been hung on He-Yan's horse. He also pouted and blamed He-Yan for evading the action. "Shenglang, you are so young and kind, you want to kill me."
       He-Yan wanted to squeeze him down, but this man had already occupied the nest, holding the reins firmly in his hands, and he slammed at He-Yan in order to beat He-Yan down.
       This man ... is really confident in her, and she is not afraid of what she will do when she falls down? He-Yan was slandered in his heart, and he fought with him two more times, and they did not seek any advantage from each other.
       Ma Damei was also surprised. Each of the dozens of Liangzhou Wei coaches had their own strengths. Some are good at crossbow and some are good at walking around. What he is best at is shooting. Yesterday, Shen Han asked him to compete with He-Yan today. At first, he felt that Shen Han was crazy. Now it seems that this boy named He-Yan has greatly exceeded his expectations.
       He rode exquisitely, his dexterity and decisiveness, knowing that the three of them could hardly hit the grass target, he simply killed all others-Arrows. At this moment, the two tricks with which you are fighting are not at all chaotic, as if you often fight with others in a crisis, very calm.
       He-Yan didn't seem so calm. Liangzhou Wei coach didn’t just know that he didn’t eat or do anything. This Lao-tou was really difficult. Seeing that it was too close to the finish line, her purpose was not to fight with the other party, but to cross the finish line first. The horse ran to the finish, but she and Lao-tou were on the horse. Who would win?
       It's treacherous.
       As soon as she looked up, she smiled and saw no discomfort. "Although I am very young, I also respect the elders. You are riding with me at such a large age. If I fall, I will never die. Blame. I'll change the horse. "During the talk, she leaned out, holding the iron ring on the saddle with both hands, and leaning against the horse to let go.
       This hand is really beautiful, Ma Damei could not help but shine. I saw He-Yan grabbing the hoop with one hand, and the whip in the other hand caught the empty horse of Ma Damei not far away. When the two horses were close together, He-Yan let go of his hand, half of the body jumped onto the other horse, grabbed the reins, and turned over and sits up again.
       "Ok! Ok! Ok!" Ma Damei said three "OK" in succession, looking at He-Yan's eyes without concealing admiration, but he laughed :   "But you think you won this way, it's still too tender. "
       Before the words fell, the horse under He-Yan was struggling violently and refused to go forward, but instead became mad in place.
       "This is my own horse. Knowing the Lord, Juvenile Lang is a good horseman, but you can't control the horse."
       He laughed, as if He-Yan was doing this, right in his arms, just waiting to see He-Yan lively.
       The boy smiled slightly, his voice was not tense at all, and Tairan replied, "I'll give it a try, in case I can manage it again?"
       Having said that, she leaned down, her lips were close to the horse ears, and she didn't know what to mumble about. The horse beneath her was so quiet and gradually calm down.
       Ma Damei froze, some could not believe his eyes. He has seen hundreds of thousands of horses, and will have simple communication with horses, but he has not seen a few words with horses, so that the confessing horse obediently obedient. There are myths and legends in ancient times, someone knows the language of beasts, He-Yan ... isn't it?
       He has lived so many years, but he never believed in any legend.
       As soon as the boy pulled the reins, the horse galloped away, and Ma Damei hurried to keep up, but he had missed the best time when he was struggling with God. The young man's words were still in his ears, with a little bit of praise, "Teacher, your chance to beat me, but that's it!"
       ...
       At the end of the road, in the gazebo in the jungle, Shen Han and Xiao-Yue were sitting.
       Shen Han didn't move the tea in the tea cup, Xiao-Yue drank half of it. He-Yan just had a fight with Ma Damei, and he already had a good view.
       Shen Han closed his eyes and a chill rose in his heart.
       Xiao-Yue is right, Liangzhou Weili, such a genius cannot appear. Each item is first, comparing all his coaches to the past. This is not a good thing. It is a little too much, as if ... it was prepared specially for Liangzhou Wei.
       The red silk fluttered in the wind, and the teenager took the steed like a wind across the long line of the finish line. He Lema ‘called to stop, the rising smoke billowed, followed by Ma Damei, with a grim expression, uneasy.
       The two stopped one after the other.
       He-Yan dismounts first. After she dismounts, Ma Damei also dismounts. She walked towards Ma Damei and stopped in front of Ma Damei.
       "I didn't mean to play tricks on the coach just now. It was really forced by the situation. The coach shouldn't care about me, right?"
       Ma Damei laughed for a moment, and laughed, "Whereever the young man speaks, he must do everything he can than the test."
       There was a big smile on the teenager's face. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and thought for a while, and said, "Then this time, I have also accepted it."
       She also gave in, that is, she won again.









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