How did I become an old artist?

Chapter 176 In the afterglow of the setting sun, gold and iron horses compete in Kyoto! !
At dusk, at sunset, at Yu's home.

The land in Kyoto is very expensive, and it is really rare to have such a large open space.

A few people chatted while eating meat, Zhao Chen didn't talk much, but he was able to chat with everyone.

"Zhao Chen, I heard that you broadcast live archery a few days ago, you are amazing!"

At this time, when Yu Zui thought of something, he immediately praised him excitedly.

He blushed a little after drinking, and was slightly drunk, but he looked more energetic.

After getting along, Zhao Chen also asked Uncle Qian not to call him Master, just his name.

"I have practiced archery, so I know a little bit." Zhao Chen replied with a smile.

"It's just right, you can compare with Zhou Zhao, his family is very powerful, his father is the leader of a banner in Mongolia, he has learned equestrianism since he was a child, and he is also good at archery."

Yu Zhi'er said again.

"Mongolia?" Zhao Chen looked at Zhou Zhao who was on the side, but he didn't know that Zhou Zhao was a Mongolian.

Many people have the impression that the Mongols are hulking and bearded men, but not all of them are. The appearances of the Mongols who go to school in major cities are not so different.

"Yes, I am indeed from Mongolia, but now I live in Kyoto." Zhou Zhao replied.

Zhou Zhao is a 30-year-old middle-aged man who looks rather strong. His family has property in Kyoto, so he only needs to eat, drink and have fun all day long.

"Mongolians!" Zhao Chen said with emotion.

Zhou Zhao heard the emotion in Zhao Chen's tone and asked, "Master Zhao has been to Mongolia?"

Zhao Chen came back to his senses, shook his head, and replied: "I haven't been there, but I have contacted the Mongols. It happened a long time ago."

Now it is the 21st century, the past history has passed, and dynasties have changed, not to mention that the Song Dynasty was indeed corrupt and fragile at that time, and it was normal for it to be destroyed by the powerful Mongolian cavalry.

"Since there is such a fate, let's compete." Wu Jing on the side also urged, "Have fun."

The atmosphere suddenly became hot.

Zhou Zhao stood up and said with a confident smile, "I'm fine. I grew up archery in elementary school, and I'm still an archery champion at the Naadam Festival."

"Wouldn't it be too bullying for such a comparison?"

Hearing Zhou Zhao's words, Zhao Chen's eyes filled with confidence, he smiled and said:
"Since you are Mongolian, it's not interesting to just shoot arrows, let's just compare it with horseback riding."

"It happens that there are many horses in Uncle Qian'er's racecourse. Let's choose a horse for riding and shooting."

Yu Zhi and Wu Jing saw that the swords were on the verge of breaking out, and it was no big deal to watch the excitement.

"Okay, okay, I'll prepare it for you two."

"Open up!"

Uncle Qian stood up and took the two of them to the racecourse.

There are many fine horses in the racecourse, of different breeds, and a few smaller-looking ponies.

Zhao Chen chose a black horse, and Zhou Zhao also chose a handsome maroon horse.

Two people took the same bow and arrow, ready to start the game.

The employees of the racecourse also surrounded them.

At this time, Fatty Sun Yue asked: "Can you two make a fighting sound in this game video? I haven't posted a video for a long time, so I'm getting popular."

"No problem." Zhao Chen nodded and replied.

Zhou Zhao has a strong desire to compete. He liked the competitions in Mongolia before, and he is especially good at bows and arrows.

Wu Jing has already set a target for the two of them.

Wu Jing is a very thief. There are four targets in total. The first one is the closest, about 20 meters away, the second one is 30 meters away, the third one is 50 meters away, and the fourth one is directly placed 80 meters away. .

Moreover, the fourth target is a purple balloon, and the target is very small.

"If you put it so far away, who can shoot it, the Naadam Conference is not so perverted!" Sun Yue took out his mobile phone to take a shot of Wu Jing arranging the target, and complained.

"It's not a big deal." Uncle Qian was habitually flattering.

"It's okay, just in case, it's interesting!" Wu Jing responded with a laugh.

The target has been set up, and the next step is the match between Zhao Chen and Zhou Zhao.

Everyone is more optimistic about Zhou Zhao.

After all, he is of Mongolian origin, and he has been exposed to it since he was a child. Although Zhou Zhao has lived in Kyoto for seven or eight years, his skills are still there.

Zhao Chen is accurate in archery, but archery on horseback is more difficult.

Sun Yue had already taken out his mobile phone and started recording. He planned to ask his assistant to edit the video material and post it on his Douyin.

In any case, there is also a wave of heat.

The rules of the game are very simple, that is, to ride a horse and run in a straight line, and shoot four arrows during the running process, and shoot them on four targets respectively.

"Who will come first?" Wu Jing volunteered to be the referee and asked the two of them.

"It's fine." Zhao Chen familiarized himself with the tension of the bow and arrow, and replied.

"Then I'll come first." Zhou Zhao rode directly on the horse's back and reined in.

The way he mounted the horse looked like Lian Jiazi, full of confidence and domineering feeling.

"Brother Yue, it's time to shoot!" Zhou Zhao smiled confidently, not forgetting to remind Sun Yue.

"Don't worry!" Sun Yue pointed his phone at him and made an OK gesture.

Then, Zhou Zhao flicked the rein directly, "Drive!"

In the next second, the steed galloped straight forward.

This set of movements is very coherent and handsome.

Uncle Qian, Wu Jing, and Sun Yue standing next to him stood on the grass watching, their faces full of amazement.

Which man can resist such a scene.

As the sun set, he rode a steed and galloped through the racecourse, holding a bow and arrow in his hand.

This picture is a scene that men dream of.

When he passed the first target, Zhou Zhao saw the timing and shot it with an arrow.

"bass!"

The cluster of arrows stabbed firmly on the target, making a clanging sound!
Then, the speed of the steed increased, and he shot the second arrow. Although the second target was farther away, it was still firmly on the target.

"Beautiful!" A few people next to me exclaimed.

Then, the third arrow was shot, and it still hit the target steadily.

Zhou Zhao's riding and shooting ability is really not bragging!
Then, the most amazing fourth arrow!

The fourth target is the farthest, and the target is a balloon fixed on the grass.

It is very difficult to shoot!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhou Zhao.

Zhou Zhao held his breath, pulled his bow suddenly, and shot an arrow!
This arrow is crisp and sharp, and the speed is extremely fast.

The arrow slid through a beautiful parabola in the air, and immediately plunged straight down.

Judging from the parabolic trajectory, the arrow is likely to hit.

"bass!"

In the end, the arrow fell, but it just stuck firmly on the grass.

The arrow was only less than half a meter away from the balloon.

"Oh, what a pity!" Sun Yue said regretfully.

"Really." Uncle Qian'er continued to cheer.

"That's amazing! Niubi!" Wu Jing directly applauded and congratulated.

Zhou Zhao's set of procedures is almost perfect.

As expected of a nation on horseback, riding and archery is amazing.

At this moment, these people don't know how serious Zhao Chen is.

This is probably the time that Zhao Chen has concentrated his attention the most for a long time.

After all, they are Mongolian people.

The Southern Song Dynasty was destroyed by the Mongols back then. As a descendant of the Southern Song Dynasty, he naturally couldn't lose the limelight.

Zhou Zhao came back from a stroll on the horse, and got off the horse when he got next to several people.

"Well, it's not bad." Zhou Zhao said with a confident smile.

"Awesome!" Wu Jing gave a thumbs up and exclaimed.

At this time, Sun Yue looked at Zhao Chen again and asked, "Master, are you ready?"

"No problem." Zhao Chen mounted his horse in a similarly chic manner, with a bow and arrow in his hand, ready to go.

"Okay, let's start!"

All eyes focused on Zhao Chen.

In everyone's mind, they were not optimistic about Zhao Chen's riding and shooting skills.

After all, Zhao Chen is a craftsman, a provincial master of porcelain art.

Those who engage in art and play outdoors are generally not very good.

However, what Zhao Chen did next completely stunned everyone.

He was riding fast, first he hit the first target with one arrow, and then almost without a pause, he shot two more arrows, directly hitting the second and third targets.

"Fuck!" Wu Jing couldn't help but swear.

"It's really amazing!" Uncle Qian'er also exclaimed.

Zhou Zhao was also stunned. Zhao Chen's moves were no worse than him, but even more proficient.

Then, the last target, a balloon fixed on the grass.

This target is very small, and placed in a very low position, the difficulty is very high.

Zhao Chen quickly calculated the coordinates in his heart.

Then, I saw him raising his bow and arrows and aiming the cluster of arrows at the sky.

Then, he exerted a little force, only pulling the force of half a full moon.

The next moment, the arrow went straight to the sky.

Due to lack of strength, halfway through the flight, the arrow began to fall, slowly turning into a dive towards the ground.

The arrow he shot also drew a beautiful parabola.

The people next to him held their breath, looking forward to the next scene.

There was only a "pop" sound, and the arrow hit the balloon straight, and the balloon burst directly.

Hit!
He hit it!
Such a difficult arrow was shot by Zhao Chen with ease!

Several people were stunned.

"Amazing! Is this a master of porcelain art? Are you sure he didn't just learn riding and archery?" Zhou Zhao said in disbelief.

"It is said on the Internet that he is a tall man, but looking at it this way, he is really tall!" Wu Jing said with emotion again.

"Who says it's not!" Uncle Qian'er nodded in agreement.

"Fortunately, it was filmed. This video will definitely go viral on the Internet!" Sun Yue was full of excitement.

Several people looked at Zhao Chen.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun just fell on Zhao Chen's shoulders, his face was covered by shadows, but his body was covered with a faint radiance.

This scene looks very chic and comfortable.

The corners of Zhao Chen's mouth rose, and a smile appeared.

"Fortunately, I won."

(End of this chapter)