Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 1629 No Loyalty

In this vast space, the two arrows collided in mid-air as if they were aimed at each other. The iron arrow shot by Zhuo Er was knocked down with a bang, and after Wen Renling's black arrow shot down the iron arrow, it shot towards Zhuo Er without changing direction or speed.

Zhuo Er bent down and crouched. The black arrow flew towards her back with a sound like a knife. She felt a chill on her back. This Sun-Breaking Bow was very powerful.

Wen Ren Ling did not take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. This was the last thing he wanted to do in a contest of skills. After Zhuo Er straightened up, he asked loudly, "Zhuo Er, how about my arrow?"

"Hmph, I just took advantage of the Po Ri bow, that's all." She struck back and was able to accurately shoot the flying black arrow. She was confident that her archery skills were better than Wen Ren Ling's.

"Zhuo Er, use the ink arrows specially made by your Zhuo family."

"Wenren Ling, I'm afraid of hurting you."

Wen Ren Ling scolded: "Then get out!"

How could Zhuo Er accept such an insult? He ran away with his tail between his legs. He immediately pulled out an ink arrow from another quiver, drew his bow and shot at Wen Ren Ling. The ink-colored arrow tore through the air with a sizzling sound, and was as fast as a flash of ink lightning.

But he was serious. If someone was hit by this arrow, he would either die or be injured.

This time it was Wen Ren Ling's turn to strike back. The black arrow flew towards the black lightning like a black beam of light. The two collided in mid-air with a stimulating metal collision sound. The black arrow knocked the black arrow away and continued to shoot towards Zhuo Er with its power reduced a little. At this time, Zhuo Er's second arrow had already been connected, and the two arrows collided again. The arrow fired by the Broken Sun Bow was extremely powerful, and the black arrow was hit again.

It was not until Zhuo Er shot the third arrow that the two sides were evenly matched. The black arrow and the black arrow both fell to the ground three feet in front of Zhuo Er.

And Zhuoer held his head high from beginning to end, without panicking, showing absolute confidence.

You know, if the third arrow fails to shoot down the black arrow, the power of the Sun-Breaking Bow will be enough to pierce her chest.

Wen Ren Ling secretly admired in his heart, what a great Zhuo Er, what great Zhuo family archery skills.

The two most beautiful women on the grassland shot at each other from a distance. Zhuo Er's archery was indeed better than Wen Ren Ling's, fast and sharp, while Wen Ren Ling, with the help of the Po Ri bow, shot arrows with strong and fierce force.

For a while, the fight was evenly matched and it was difficult to tell who would win. The two competed in archery, and tacitly agreed not to shoot the horses.

After a while, Zhuo Er felt that the quiver was half empty. This was not going to work. The power of the Sun-Breaking Bow was too strong. Even if she used the Ink Arrows, it would take two or three arrows to block Wen Ren Ling's arrow.

If this goes on, even if the black arrows in her quiver are used up, Wen Ren Ling will still have arrows left. Then she will become a target and will have no choice but to be shot.

She immediately changed her strategy and rode her horse towards Wen Ren Ling. As long as she got closer to him, her quick arrows would be effective.

As a child of the grassland who was good at archery and riding, Wen Ren Ling naturally saw through Zhuo Er's intention at a glance. Although her Sun-Breaking Bow was extremely powerful, it was very heavy, and it was not as light as Zhuo Er's. Once Zhuo Er got close to her, it would be extremely disadvantageous to her. She immediately shot an arrow towards Zhuo Er's face, trying to stop him.

Zhuo Er seemed to have predicted this. She fell down close to the horse's back and shot a bow from the side of the horse, demonstrating her superb horsemanship and amazing archery skills.

This arrow caught Wenren Ling off guard and he was almost hit. Under the cover of this arrow, the Zhuoer's Black Dragon Riders approached several feet closer.

Wen Ren Ling just drew his bow, and the black arrow shot again, forcing Wen Ren Ling to interrupt and dodge.

In the gap between these two or three arrows, Zhuo Er had closed the gap from forty or fifty feet to twenty feet, which was the best distance for her to shoot fast arrows. Zhuo Er straightened up, held three arrows between her five fingers, drew the bow and shot, but only one arrow came out. Then she drew the bow again and shot another arrow. She drew the bow a third time and shot the third arrow.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Three arrows were fired in the blink of an eye, incredibly fast.

Although the drow can also shoot three arrows at a time, it is far less powerful than shooting three arrows in succession like this.

This is because when shooting three arrows at once, the force transmitted by the bowstring will be divided into three parts, which is far less powerful than shooting one arrow at a time. Her method of continuous shooting is almost equivalent to three people shooting arrows with full bows at the same time.

The three arrows were shot at Wen Ren Ling's arm guards and shoulder guards at intervals. These three parts were protected by armor. Although they could not pierce Wen Ren Ling's body, they could seriously injure Wen Ren Ling and knock him off his horse.

Zhuo Er's purpose was certainly not to kill Wen Ren Ling, but to use her superb archery skills to impress her idol since childhood.

As the most beautiful and strong woman on the grassland, how could Wen Ren Ling be defeated so easily? The three arrows came at her so fast that it was too late to dodge. She swung out her long whip, which twisted like a long hand grown from her body, extremely flexible. The tail of the whip directly wrapped around the first arrow, and the whip turned into a net as it swung, hitting the tails of the remaining two arrows.

The weakest part of a flying arrow is the tail. If you touch the tail lightly, the arrow will deviate from its direction and lose its power. However, when facing an arrow with a forward end coming from the front, how can you hit the tail?

It can be said that Wen Ren Ling's whip skills are amazing, and she is worthy of being the best whip-wielding woman on the grassland.

Zhuo Er was also slightly surprised. She had thought that her whip skills had already made some progress, but now she realized that she was still some distance away from Wen Ren Ling. She drew her bow and shot another arrow.

Wen Ren Ling clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and the horse started to gallop.

Zhuo Er knew that he had missed the target with this arrow, so he drew back his bow and collected the arrows, not wanting to waste any more arrows, and rode his horse to catch up.

The two sturdy women chased each other on the vast grassland. Wen Ren Ling's original intention was to increase the distance between herself and Zhuo Er so that the powerful Sun-Breaking Bow could exert its power. At the same time, at a long distance, the lethality of Zhuo Er's black arrows was greatly reduced, and she had more space to dodge the black arrows.

The most dangerous distance for a bow and arrow is between twenty and twenty-five feet. The arrow will be in front of you almost in the blink of an eye when you see the other party drawing the bow and aiming.

But when the distance is farther, there is a gap of two blinks, and this blink is the difference between life and death.

But the Black Dragon Horse that Zhuoer rode was also a fast and divine horse. It was wishful thinking for Wen Ren Ling to close the distance. Zhuoer could have also caught up with Wen Ren Ling, but he was afraid of Wen Ren Ling's whip, so he kept a distance of more than 20 feet, waiting for an opportunity to make an escape.

As he was running at high speed, the wind was whistling in his ears and the sound of hooves was like thunder behind him. This was not a solution. Wen Ren Ling turned his head to look for an opportunity to counterattack.

This turn around was the opportunity that Zhuo Er had been waiting for, and he shot an arrow into Wen Ren Ling's shoulder.

Although she was protected by the shoulder guard, the black arrow pierced down like a spear, causing the shoulder guard to dent and bruise Wen Ren Ling's flesh. The pain was so severe that her entire arm became numb.

The distance between them was too short and there was no chance to counterattack. Wen Ren Ling naturally did not want to be a target all the time, so he used his superb riding skills to drive the Black Cavalry to run along an arc, which was actually making circles, from small circles to big circles, and the pursuers were completely unaware of it. While they were chasing, they suddenly found that the target was behind them.

Although the strategy is good, whether it can be implemented depends on who the opponent is and one's own conditions.

Zhuo'er's riding skills can be said to be the best since Wen Renling. In addition, she has developed a tacit understanding with Black Dragon Rider, and she follows his will. It is no exaggeration to say that Black Dragon Rider's four legs are her legs. Black Dragon Rider is also an extremely good horse.

The black horse that Wen Ren Ling rode was much inferior to her Rouge Horse, and she did not have the tacit understanding that she had with the Rouge Horse. In addition, her knee injuries had not yet fully healed, so controlling the speed and direction of the horse depended entirely on the strength of her legs.

The last one, the Sun-Breaking Bow she was carrying, weighed more than 100 kilograms, and the black horse was equivalent to carrying the weight of two people, making it even less flexible.

There is still a certain gap in the equipment conditions of the two sides. Wen Ren Ling couldn't help feeling sad. I wish my Rouge Horse was still alive at this moment.

Wen Ren Ling failed to get around Zhuo Er, but Zhuo Er appeared on her left side, running side by side at a distance of about twenty feet.

Wen Ren Ling was surprised. This was the perfect position to shoot the opponent. Half of his body was almost completely exposed to Zhuo Er's sight. Of course, Zhuo Er was the same! Wen Ren Ling held the Sun-Breaking Bow and prepared to strike first and shoot Zhuo Er with an arrow.

The quick arrow of the Drow had been shot out and hit the arm guard of Wen Ren Ling's bow-holding hand. The heavy bow slipped out of his hand and Wen Ren Ling fell off his horse.

Zhuo'er reined in his horse and came closer. He still admired Wenren Ling in his heart and changed into his usual humility: "Princess Ling, my mount is far superior to yours today. We will compete again another day."

The whole sentence did not mention the word winning or losing at all. Wenren Ling and Ma Lie were injured, so her victory was not fair and there was nothing for her to be proud of.

Wenren Ling looked at Zhuo Er's back as she walked away. She really admired this girl. She was willing to give her the first place, just like the inheritance of Wenren Ranch from generation to generation, with successors surpassing their predecessors.

But not today.

He endured the pain in his knees and took off his shoulder and arm guards. Only then did he realize that his right shoulder was wounded and bleeding. He bandaged it casually, put on the Broken Sun Bow, got back on his horse and chased after him.

The woods in the west were very lively and there was movement everywhere. Wen Ren Ling had arrived, and the other women had arrived earlier as well. Men and women were riding horses through the woods, but the men were running away and the women were chasing them.

Taking advantage of the terrain and the natural strength of men, the men were able to capture a few women, but overall the women still had the upper hand.

After all, the women at Wenren Ranch have been learning archery and horse riding since childhood. Except for being weaker than men, they are no inferior to men in other aspects.

The gap between having equipment and not having equipment is immediately widened.

Dong He also caught up with Xie Fu. Seeing Xie Fu running away in a panic, he deliberately asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Dong He, I've been tricked, and I may not be able to help you. You have to rely on yourselves now."

Ma Yao and the others were secretly delighted when they heard this. It seemed that Zhuo Er and the others had succeeded. Now it was their turn to work: "Master, let's find a place to hide first."

Xie Fu nodded. It would be a huge loss of face if he was caught as a trophy by another woman, unless the woman was Wen Ren Ling.

Dong and his companions were very familiar with the woods. They took Xie Fu away from the noise and came to a relatively secluded place.

Xin Fang took the initiative to take a few people and take all the horses away. The surroundings were quiet as if no one had been there.

Dong He then asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"

Xie Fu smiled bitterly: "I can't use any strength at all now, Dong He, I can't help you now. You can only rely on you to take down Zhuo Er."

These words made Dong He feel ashamed. The divine master wanted to help him, but he plotted against the divine master instead.

However, he also wanted to keep the divine master in Wenren Ranch and had no ill will towards the divine master. Losing Zhuo Er was also a great sacrifice for him.

Ma Yao was secretly happy in his heart. It seemed that the Master was drugged. The anesthetic was so powerful that even a tiger would fall down in a short while if it was touched by it. Although the Master had great powers, he was still a human being after all.

He asked, "What should we do now?"

Dong He said: "We are rabbits in the first place. We should hide if we can. Why would we walk into a trap?"

Ma Yao laughed and said, "Didn't you brag that you were going to take down Zall?"

Dong He said coldly, "There will be plenty of opportunities during the next Women's Hunting Festival. This time, we should protect the Divine Master first to prevent him from being abducted by a woman. Especially Niu Lan, who has been staring at the Divine Master even before the Men's Hunting Festival started, as if she was determined to get him."

Ma Yao sighed, "It's okay to be captured by Zhuo Er, it's just embarrassing. If I become Niu Lan's man, I will be unlucky for the rest of my life. Even a male bear can't handle that head."

Xie Fu's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He remembered that among the women there was a particularly strong and fat one, who was more eye-catching than the beauty.

Seeing Xie Fu's strange expression, Ma Yao deliberately said, "Master, I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about who is the unlucky one today."

Just then, the sound of horse hooves was heard. The three looked and saw seven or eight riders coming towards them.

Dong He whispered: "It's Lian Hua!"

Ma Yao immediately followed up: "And Xingyi!"

Xie Fu was a little nervous for some reason: "Stop talking and hide well."

The two of them laughed secretly, they didn't expect that the Master would still be worried. It seemed that what he said just now worked.

It was quiet here and there were no horses, so the seven or eight riders should have just passed by. But for some reason Lian Hua reined in his horse and stopped. Could it be that they had been discovered?

Xing Yi said, "Niu Lan said Dong and the others ran over here, how come they are nowhere to be seen?"

Xie Fuxin was carrying the fat girl Niu Lan again, and she felt very happy. It had been a long time since she had this feeling.

Lian Hua said: "He must be hiding."

As he spoke with his eyes and gestures, the women immediately understood what he meant. They dismounted from their horses with lassoes in hand, first dispersed, and then surrounded the place where Xie Fu and the other two were hiding.

Xie Fu was no fool, and suddenly shouted, "We've been discovered by them, run!"

Dong He and Ma Yao rushed out like rabbits. Xie Fu, who was also running, had just stood up when his legs went weak and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

But at this moment, she is even more fragile than a weak scholar. It has been a long time since I felt this way.

The target of these women was originally Xie Fu. They threw seven or eight lassoes over and tied up Xie Fu's hands and feet, making him look like a dumpling.

Xie Fu looked at Dong He. The two of them were running faster than rabbits. He smiled bitterly in his heart. He just said that he would protect him well. What a lack of loyalty.

Ma Yao shouted as he ran, "Master, don't worry, I'll get some help to save you."

Xie Fu smiled, still showing some loyalty.

(End of this chapter)