Great Warriors of Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 29 Yong Saburo Wang Bodang
When Luo Feng led Xiao Liu out of the Wang family hall, Uncle Wang walked towards him with a longbow in hand.

"You are Luo Wulang?" Uncle Wang stared straight at Luo Feng with a look of excitement on his face, "There are rumors everywhere in the county that you and Qin Qiong captured the eighteen blue-faced ghosts, saying that you are heroes , but I don't quite believe it, do you dare to compete with me?"

"I'm Luo Wu, who are you?"

"Brother, he is the third son of Wang." Xiao Liu said from behind, he even saw Uncle Wang dodging behind Luo Feng slightly. "Brother, be careful with him, this man's arrows are extremely accurate and powerful."

"Young master, just call me Sanlang." Wang Bodang said with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on Luo Feng, like a cheetah watching its prey.

Luo Feng looked around, "If you want to compete with Saburo, you should find my second brother Qin Shubao. He is a sergeant of the Guard House who is good at bow and horse. I don't know martial arts, let alone archery. I can't compare with you."

"Since you have captured eighteen ghosts, you must have some skills. Don't just play lip service, why don't you compare yourself first. When I win you, the next one will naturally be to find Qin Qiong."

Wang Bodang insisted on comparing.

At this time, a servant behind him glared at Luo Feng, "My young master is called Yong Saburo, with a bow and a gun, who doesn't know how powerful it is, boy, are you afraid?"

"Yusaburo?"

Wang Bodang said, "Yong Saburo is just a ridiculous compliment from my friends to Wang Bodang."

Hearing the word Wang Bodang, Luo Feng was surprised.

He really didn't know the name of the third son of Wang Laogui at first, even if his servant called him Yong Saburo, he didn't expect to go there, but now he calls himself Wang Bodang, so he can't be wrong now.

This Wang Bodang is a well-known figure in the history of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and he can be said to be a hero with a reputation similar to that of Qin Qiong.

As the breeze blew through the courtyard, Luo Feng was a little excited. He didn't expect to meet another hero from the Sui and Tang Dynasties here.Wang Bodang, one of the five tiger generals in Wagangzhai.

His bow and arrows are really good.

Unexpectedly, he was actually his neighbor.

Luo Feng was looking at Wang Bodang. He was about twenty years old, older than him, and younger than Qin Qiong. He was tall, but not the muscular type, but rather slender.

The arms are long, and even the face is a bit long, but the eyes are bright and murderous.

Single eyelid, but a bit handsome.

The clothes on his body are not the usual clothes of the landlord and rich master's son, but he has the appearance of a son of an official.

Whether it is bearing or appearance, Wang Bodang is amazing.

Wang Bodang was also looking at Luo Feng.

He held a carved bow in his hand and two quiver bags on his waist, which were full of feathered arrows, fifty or sixty of them.

A bow in his hand and another bow on his back.

Compared to his sharpness, Luo Feng seemed a little too young, and he didn't even look sharp on the outside.

He was slightly disappointed. He had been studying in Chang'an for the past few years and was a student of the Imperial Academy.He loved martial arts from a young age and visited many masters. Later, his family paid to send him to Chang'an to study in the Imperial College.

However, there are not many masters in the Imperial College that he appreciates. During the past few years in prison in Chang'an, he was actually just dawdling. He felt that his greatest achievement was getting to know Li Mi, Duke of Pushan County.Li Mi was a student of Bao Kai, the assistant teacher of the Imperial College. Wang Bodang did not know him well, and admired him very much. Later, he even directly worshiped Li Mi as his teacher and became his student.

He had just returned to his hometown from Chang'an yesterday, and he heard people everywhere telling the story of Qin Qiong and Luo Wu fighting against eighteen blue-faced ghosts.

When I was practicing archery just now, I heard a servant report that Luo Wu was at home, so I rushed over to have a look.

I studied in Chang'an for several years, although I didn't read any books, but after all, I have been exposed to the Chang'an Empire for several years, and I have a wealth of experience, and I have met many outstanding people.

Uncle Wang raised his bow and took arrows from his quiver.

Zhang bow and arrow, calm and relaxed, shoot ten arrows in a row.

The arrows were like shooting stars chasing the moon, all of them hit the willow trees fifty or sixty paces away.

"Try?" Uncle Wang handed the bow to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng shook his head, he had never shot an arrow before.

"Just kidding, I've never touched a bow before."

"How about, let's wrestle arms!" Luo Feng said with a smile, if this third son Wang was someone else, he would not be interested in talking here, but since this is Yong Sanlang Wang Bodang, it is different.This is a good guy, worth making friends with.

"Comparing strength?" Wang Bodang was a little surprised, "Don't you have any weapons at hand?"

"Is it in your hand? The hammer." Luo Feng thought for a while, he really only has a deep memory of the hammer in this body, it is the memory left by helping to forge the hammer since he was a child, as for the others, he has never touched it at all. .

"It's really powerful to be able to use a hammer. But I'm confident that I have a lot of strength, so let's wrestle your wrists." Wang Bodang didn't want to take advantage of Luo Feng. He said that he had never shot an arrow before, so he couldn't force Luo Feng. Feng competed with him.

"Okay!" Luo Feng responded.

Wang Bodang turned his head, "Bring a table over here, I want to compete with Luo Wulang."

Luo Feng was not afraid of strength. In his memory, besides Xiao Liu's strength, most people really couldn't match him.

Clasping both hands, Luo Feng and Wang Bodang looked at each other with smiles.

"If you can beat me, I will give you a bow!" Wang Bodang said confidently.

"If I lose to you, I promise to make a set of arrows for you." Luo Feng is also very confident.

Arm wrestling is not only a comparison of strength, but also skill. However, when Luo Feng was in later life, besides playing football, he also liked arm wrestling very much, because it required neither venue nor equipment. Time, a very direct competition.

The two are still talking, but they have already exerted their strength.

With more and more strength, Wang Bodang's face had slowly turned red, but Luo Feng still kept smiling.

"Ah!" Wang Bodang was surprised, he found that Luo Wu's strength was really great, so he yelled again, and almost used all his strength to feed, but Luo Wu's wrist was still as cast as iron. Generally motionless.

What surprised him in particular was that Luo Feng always kept a smile on his face.

"Hey!"

Tried again, still the same.

Luo Feng's face was relaxed, and he was actually going all out, but a smile on his face was his signature expression when he wrestled his wrists, and this expression could sometimes exert a lot of psychological pressure.

When Wang Bodang exhausted his strength again, Luo Feng seized the opportunity and used all his strength to force Wang Bodang's arm onto the table, taking advantage of his old strength and new strength.

There was a snap, and Wang Bodang looked at his knocked down arm in shock.

He who always prided himself on his strength, unexpectedly lost.

Also lost so quickly.

"You won, Luo Wulang was really strong." Wang Bodang was decisive, and if he lost, he lost. "This bow belongs to you, and I will give you these two bags of feathered arrows together."

　Harvesting rice today, the update is a bit late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)