Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 30 Zhang Zi's Weakness

In the city, the prefect's mansion, and above the school grounds.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

The two figures came and went back and forth at high speed, the horses under their crotches collided together, the long knives and iron spears in their hands sent out one after another clashes of sword light and gun force, and the sound of gold and iron colliding sounded in the air. The sound of horseshoes reverberated.

"This beast is indeed a strong man in the Yuan Gang realm, and he has already gathered a mouthful of Yuan Gang power in his body!"

They had already exchanged ten strokes in a row. Huang Meng's face changed drastically from his calmness at the beginning to the present. The force of the shock from the gun barrel had already begun to split his jaws, and blood dripped on the gun barrel.

"I don't believe that even if you are powerful, your sword skills can still match my marksmanship!"

With a long roar, Huang Meng burst out with all his strength unreservedly.

There is a saying among warriors that one force will drop ten meetings.

But there is also a saying that skillful strength breaks brute force. If you have strength and don't use it, it is also versatile.

He is not an ordinary person. He was born in Jiangxia Huang's collateral line. He started to practice martial arts at the age of five. He traveled around the world in his youth and honed his martial arts.

When the Nanyang Yellow Turban was wiped out, he also took the lead several times, beheading the Yellow Turban general Han Zhong, and made a lot of contributions. After Qin Jie died in battle, he was able to gain a foothold in Nanyang and still control the soldiers of Nanyang County.

"Tianlei Huanghuang, kill and kill!"

Although his physical strength is not very strong, but by virtue of the cultivation of "Thunder" inner strength mentality, his strength has the power of thunder, and his inner strength has not entered the realm of Dacheng, but his marksmanship is not weak. The gun was very fast, five shots were shot out in an instant, and there seemed to be an arc of lightning above the tip of the gun.

"Ten thousand dharmas are not close to me, I can break the sky with my own sword!"

But Mu Shan's martial arts cultivation is not comparable to Huang Meng's. The power in his body is like a rolling Yangtze River, surging and torrenting endlessly. Every move is natural, and when he cuts it down with a knife, he has the power to split mountains and rocks .

boom!
During the violent collision, the surrounding air formed an aura, but this aura was quickly broken, and the power of a single knife was unstoppable. Huang Meng was forcibly dismounted by the power of the knife gang. back.

"Captain Huang lost?"

"Obvious thing!"

"This person's martial arts are indeed powerful!"

"His sword skills are very sharp. It is rumored that Mu Shan is good at hammering. If he is Mu Shan, there is something wrong!"

Everyone looked at Mu Shan, and nodded slightly, expressing their approval of Mu Shan's martial arts. Indifferently, they only agreed with the martial arts, not their identity.

"If I held the hammer, he would be dead with this move!"

Mu Shan retracted his knife, glanced at Huang Meng who fell under the horse's back, smiled coldly in his heart, and said sadly.

After all, he was familiar with his own weapons.

Although he also has some accomplishments in sword skills, he was practicing swords at the beginning, but Zhang Mancheng discovered his advantages, so he forged a hammer for him. Although the handle only weighs 89 jin, it is indestructible. Zhang Mancheng gathered dozens of blacksmiths in Wancheng to cast the Taishan hammer to exert his powerful strength.

If Taishan Hammer was in his hand at this moment, he would be able to beat Huang Meng with one blow, and he didn't need to wait for more than a dozen rounds, because they were not opponents at the same level.

"My lord, we said that he is you, Mu Shan, but he is, let's do it, the sword and ax hands are ready, three arrays of archers are deployed outside, and there are four bed crossbows, even if he has the courage of Fan Kuai, he will not escape death! "Jun Cheng Liu Jin whispered in Zhang Zi's ear: "Take him down first, and then surrender!"

"Don't be impatient!"

But Zhang Zi hesitated: "Huang Meng's defeat has proved that he is good at swordsmanship. We can't be sure of his identity at all. If we act rashly, wouldn't it be giving someone a handle!"

Liu Jin was slightly disappointed when he heard this.

"Captain Huang, I've accepted it!"

Mu Shan jumped off his horse, threw the long knife in his hand to two or three county soldiers, and said without hesitation.

"Zhang Yishi is really good at martial arts!" Huang Meng stood up, patted the dust on his body, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he was not seriously injured, and at the same time felt that Mu Shan's last knife had left half of his strength, otherwise he should I can't stand up anymore.

So he also restrained his arrogance, and was no longer aggressive.

"A man from the mountains. Although he has practiced martial arts for many years, he only fights with wild beasts in the mountains. The moves are naturally quite fierce. Please forgive me if I offend you!" Mu Shan also lowered his posture. He came to survive today. It's not asking for death, the so-called dignity is just like that little bastard Mu Jing said, it's in the heart, not in the words.

"I heard that Zhang Yishi is not only unparalleled in swordsmanship, but also unparalleled in the world with arrows. He can force three arrows to drive back the thief's head, Mushan. A certain sigh is not as good. Today, I see that I have a good hunting heart. Why don't I compare this arrow with Zhang Yishi? How is the law?"

Army Sima Jiyi came out and said provocatively.

Ji Yi is about 27 or [-] years old and looks like a young man. He looks a little handsome, but his slender fingers are covered with calluses. Anyone who is a warrior can basically see the calluses on his hands. The calluses on his hands are caused by practicing archery. .

The song never leaves the mouth, and the fist never leaves the hand.

There are no so-called shortcuts in martial arts, let alone enlightenment, or the ability to fall off a cliff and eat a fruit for decades. Martial arts must be practiced. When practicing weapons, you will have calluses on your hands, but practicing swords and guns When using a halberd, the calluses are on the palm of the hand, but when practicing archery, the calluses on the hand will be on the fingers.

"Since Ji Sima invites you kindly, although I will not disappoint Ji Sima, please!"

Mu Shan narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Ji Yi with his eyes.

This Ji Yi was from Runan, not many people knew his identity, but he was the military Sima personally recommended by the General's Mansion, that's why he stood out among so many talents in Jingzhou, and became the Military Sima of the Nanyang County Captain's Mansion.

He didn't dare to underestimate Ji Yi, but he was also not afraid.

On the school grounds, soon some soldiers from the county put up the archery target. The archery target was placed very far away, a full 150 steps, 150 steps, which surpassed the range of ordinary bows and arrows, and soon someone sent two pictures Iron bow, and quiver, each quiver has ten sharp arrows.

"Three-stone strong bow?"

Mu Shan looked at the iron bow in his hand, his pupils shrank slightly.

In terms of strength, one stone is four jun, one jun is thirty jin, one stone is 120 jin, and three stone means that a strong force of 360 jin is needed to pull the bow and arrow.

Ordinary inner strength warriors can only display such powerful strength by relying on their weapons. With only their arms, even if they are pulled apart, it is very difficult, and they cannot shoot arrows at all, unless they are warriors with great inner strength.

Could it be that Ji Yi's skills are still higher than Huang Meng's?
"Zhang Yishi, we will win or lose with the arrows in the bull's-eye. Whoever has more arrows on the target and is closer to the red heart will win. I am the master and I will come first!"

Ji Yi draws the bow and draws the arrow, holding his breath, the iron bow draws a full moon, but his arms do not tremble at all, with ease, between his two fingers, the point of the arrow aims at the red heart in front, and he shouts: "Go! "

call out!
An arrow was shot, and the target trembled 150 steps away, hitting the red heart.

(End of this chapter)