Liu Zhenzhen was a little two-foot-tall monk at a loss.
What does "there is another task" mean? What does "it has to do with my title" mean? Liu Zhencheng secretly wondered in his heart, could it be that His Highness the Fifth Prince is also a member of the Huajue family?
"On the first day of every month, His Highness clapped his hands and called a group of soldiers to clean the dividing lines of arrows nailed to the ground like plucking chicken feathers.
Fei Luo was not idle either. He released a complete set of easy chairs and coffee tables from the space ring, arranged for the boss, the boss's wife and several powerful foreign aids to sit down, then turned around and ordered the Hobbit halfling chef to quickly prepare breakfast.
"Your Highness, please take a seat first." Liu Zhencheng patted the empty seat next to him.
This entire set of tables and chairs is made of rare volcanic red obsidian. The mirror-smooth surface is illuminated by the rising sun, and the flame-like bright red lines seem to be really jumping and dancing.
"Your Majesty Richard, you're welcome. I'd better stand here. Now that the situation has cleared, would you like to show me your skills first?" His Highness the Fifth Prince thought to himself, this guy is really extravagant!
"The guest should not take over the host. Your Highness might as well open the eyes of us Aegean travelers first!" Liu Zhenzhen crossed his legs and used a hypocritical politeness: "After seeing the unique skills of Tang and Tibet, we can show off a little more shamelessly.
I respectfully ask Your Highness and all of you Lord Jinwu to correct it."
When it comes to this kind of literary fight, as long as the disparity in strength between the two sides is not too big, it will most likely end with heroes cherishing heroes and mutual sympathy. In this case, it is best to leave the good start to the guards of the Tang and Tibetan royal families to show their faces. People are holding back for a while.
He came all the way here. How could Lao Liu have the nerve to steal the limelight? He couldn't let others mistakenly think that Aegean people are all frivolous and uninhibited bumpkins who want to dump 200,000 to 80,000 yuan.
"Haha, Your Majesty is so humble. Xiao Wu dares to disobey orders!" "His Highness has been waiting for this sentence since he seizes the first day of every month.
Business is business, and face is face. If you don’t communicate with these fierce dragons crossing the river to learn skills, His Highness the Fifth Prince of the Tang and Tibetan Empire will never be willing to give up!
The other party came to the Silk Continent with such a luxurious lineup, not for sightseeing; His Highness brought two hundred Jinwu to Helu City, let alone for an outing.
Even if it has been seen that these foreign warriors came to the Silk Continent without any malicious intent, as the ruling class of the Tang-Tibetan Empire, His Highness the Fifth Prince still has to respond to their actions, and it is completely necessary to give a side warning--
--The Silk Continent is not a place where anyone can leave as soon as he wants, or enter as he wants!
"I have long heard that the House archers and elf archers in the Aegean continent are very famous. Looking at your Majesty's guard, the number of archers is quite large. Presumably there are also many centaur archers who are skilled in archery and can reach the gods." "Every time.
On the first day of the month, His Highness glanced past the Xia Palace Servants Archery Group occupying the Seven Treasures Pagoda, and nodded to Old Liu with a smile: "For this first game, let us Tang Zang's archers come to please Your Majesty first.
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The five great human demon seekers were gargling their mouths with fragrant tea. When they heard these words, they all sprayed water all over the ground.
Including Liu Zhancheng, all the Aegean visitors stared at the Fifth Highness in astonishment.
Arrogant!
So arrogant!
House Beamon can run well and has a wide field of vision. He is a natural archer, which is recognized by the Aegean continent!
In the entire Aegean continent, except for the muskmen and elves, no race can compare with the House race in terms of archery skills!
Of course, after diligent study and training, other races are not unable to give birth to magic archers, but these magic archers are at most the level of "piercing a poplar with a hundred steps" ----- In the archery level system of the Hao clan, only a hundred steps can pierce a poplar.
It's just an amateur level.
If human archers want to compete with House archers in archery, it is better to compete with giants to see who is taller.
"Either this guy has something to rely on, or he's so crazy." Master Amar turned sideways and said to Old Liu in Chikla Latin: "He wants to outdo the Aegean and rectify the name of silk. This is not true in itself.
There is nothing wrong with it. After all, he is the landlord and we are guests! I thought that his first attack must be to use the new type of magic in the Silk Continent to scare us, but I didn't expect it to be archery skills! Tsk tsk... Let's challenge the House Archer.
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Chikla Latin is a new language rediscovered and sorted out by Basler, a scholar from Pompeii University, who summarized and summarized the slang and incisions used by ancient Viking thieves three hundred years ago.
It was absolutely impossible for Prince Tang Zang to master this language, so Master Amar, who was born in the Northern Kingdom, was not so respectful in his words.
"Other than race, there seems to be no difference between the Silk Humans and us Aegean Humans! If the Silk Humans' archery skills are more powerful than the House Clan's divine arrow Zheqin, that would really be a sap!"
Master Pavan laughed and said in Viking slang: "If you want to destroy other people's pride, the best way is to be better at what others do best. His Highness Prince Tang Zang has a lot of confidence."
"Yi Tiao!" Liu Zhenshao saw that His Highness did not seem to be an ignorant fanatic, so he called Yi Tiao over and asked: "Do you have a race of divine arrows among the humans in Silk Continent?"
"The people of the poor countries in ancient times were skilled in the art of Yi." Ichijo grinned: "But now the poor countries have been wiped out long ago, and even the bones and dregs are probably not found."
"Fifth Highness, archery skills..." Liu Zhancheng smashed his mouth, hesitated again and again, trying to choose less sensitive words to prevent irritating this "occupation of the first day of every month, Your Highness...I
There are many divine arrows Zheqin under his command...well...this title is the nemesis of almost all arms..."
In fact, Lao Liu really wants to say, you better forget it and compete with my archers in your archery skills. I'm afraid you won't even be able to find your butt when you lose.
"Your Majesty Richard, I appreciate your kindness! But...at the Olympiad of Resentful Women, Medusa and Oraphim will always be absent?" His Highness the Fifth Prince of the Tang and Tibetan Empire waved his hand to summon a golden man.
Warrior A naughtily expressed his confidence in an extremely ambiguous Behemoth proverb.
Totally devastated.
Liu Zhencheng was lighting a cigar. He laughed so hard that he blew out the cigar.
Fei Luo and a group of mammoth strongmen were so angry that they almost went berserk on the spot.
Instructor Cui Beqian, who was holding Guoguo who was sleeping soundly and sitting beside her talking to Helen, turned pale with anger and almost fainted.
Most people don't know what the Behemoth saying means, "Medusa and Oraphim will always be absent from the Olympic Games of Resentful Women." You have to think about it carefully to understand.
We all know that when a man is having sex with his wife, due to psychological or physiological reasons, he clearly intends to kill the thief but is unable to do so. He wants to be as solid as a rock but is as loose as mud. This is a very painful and tragic thing! This hidden danger
It is a steel knife hanging over the heads of almost all men, but it only has no effect on Medusa and Oraphim - the elephant Behemoth has a long nose, while the snake Behemoth has a pointed tail.
.These two body parts are rod-shaped objects, of moderate size. They can move freely, and there is no risk of weakness due to old age.
Fei is always absent from the Olympics of resentful women, Medusa and Oraphim. This is how this proverb comes about. In fact, in addition to ridicule and joking, the real metaphor of this obscene proverb still refers to "creating a unique path" and "mountain people".
It means "Have your own clever plan", "Hidden strategy" and so on.
Prince Tang Zang "occupies the first day of every month" His Highness uses this proverb to express his self-confidence. He is undoubtedly declaring that "I have my own methods, I have my own unique tricks"; it makes people laugh.
I have to admire the erudition and humor of His Royal Highness the Prince.
Amidst the roar of laughter, a yellow-faced warrior in golden armor, carrying a thrush bow and a bag of white feather arrows, strode up to Old Liu, bowed respectfully and bowed.
This Tang and Tibetan warrior has a ponytail, his facial lines are as resolute as a knife, his eyes are sharp, and he has a tough guy temperament all over his body; judging from the way he walks, like pulling up dirt with a jibou, this guy should still be a
Master of martial arts.
It is worth mentioning that the elemental fluctuations in this Tang and Tibetan warrior's body are restrained and slow. It looks like he is in a state of unrecovered illness or a serious injury waiting to die. Simply looking at the elemental rhythm, this weird elemental fluctuation is very similar to fighting spirit.
But it's not exactly the same.
Qing Ya, Bai Yu's body also has this kind of gossamer-like elemental fluctuation. It is inconspicuous at first glance, but when it suddenly breaks out, it looks like atomic fission, with a geometric violent punishment!
Before, Liu Zhenshao thought it was caused by Qingya's long-term hibernation and lack of energy. Now he realized that this was simply an elemental cultivation method unique to Silk Continent!
"This warrior is called "The Poverty of the Yunqin Era"! He is the number one divine hand in our Tang and Tibetan Empire, and his shots are like lightning! Using the title of Aegean Behemoth, he is the divine arrow Zheqin. If we use Aegean
His title as a human being is Cupid the Archer!" His Highness the Fifth Prince crossed his arms and made an introduction to Old Liu.
The hands of the best archer in Tang and Tibet immediately attracted the attention of many experts.
The ancient iron bow he held in his left hand had a flapping thrush embedded in the bow arm with ivory carvings, and the bow string was woven from some unknown white silk. It was well made but not a magical equipment.
His right hand does not wear the iron wrench specially designed for archers. There are high smoke-yellow calluses on the tiger's mouth, thumb and index finger - this detail can make almost all archers collapse.
As we all know, if an archer doesn't have a finger puller, the bowstring may cause his finger to fly off. This guy dares to be so confident, so he must be very powerful.
Except for the fact that his eyes lingered on Nedved for a while, the eyes of the No. 1 Yi of Tang and Tibet looked at others as if they were looking at nothing.
"Dear Yi, the first god of the Tang and Zang Empire, may you always be the master of arrows and Zheqin." Lord Fei Lengcui smiled, and responded with a joke commonly used by Aegean archers, saying "The poverty of the Yunqin era"
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"May you always be the best arrow Zheqin" is an extremely vicious curse. Under certain circumstances, I am afraid that no man would be willing to "shoot fast".
Amidst the laughter of His Highness the Fifth Prince of Tang Zang, Huang Lianzhuo silently walked to the center of the blank space and began to put on his quiver. His quiver was hanging in a very distinctive way. It was not carried behind his back, but hung under his left side, just like a sword.
Same.
"Is it possible to shoot arrows smoothly like this?" Liu Zhenshao asked Wentai Claire.
"Personal habits don't interfere." The tenth prince shrugged his shoulders.
"Wearing a quiver in this way reduces the distance and saves more time than taking out an arrow from a backpack." Nedved smiled: "But for Zheqin, the speed of the shot must be focused on this level. It's a bit
I fell behind."
The Tang Tibetan archer put on his quiver and took out a red belt from his arms. Just when Lao Liu thought he was going to massacre the city, he tied the red belt around his eyes.
"Blind fire?" Nedvěd smacked his mouth.
A thunderbolt fired into the sky from the Tang and Tibetan army formations, screaming like a falcon.
As if it had been brewing for ten thousand years just for this moment, in the Tang and Tibetan army formations, horns, war drums and zithers were played at the same time!
The color of the sky and the earth changes, and the wind and clouds surge.
The battle scenes of thousands of troops and the bleak west wind of iron-blooded white horses, guided by the sonorous and powerful military music, emerged in everyone's mind.
"This is the "King of Qin's Great Song to Break the Formation". The military music that must be played when our Tang and Tibetan armies launch an attack!" His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince glanced at the Aegean visitors. The indifferent expressions of most of the people and His Majesty the King of Flowers deeply touched His Royal Highness.
Accident.
If it were the first time I heard this kind of military music, I might really be stunned by you. Unfortunately, Rommel had already seen it for me. Liu Zhenzhen secretly snickered, I didn't fight the lion tamer with the fire-eyed Suan Ni.
Di Wei takes it out. If he takes it out, no matter how passionate the military music is, it will still be ridiculous!
The blindfolded Tang and Tibetan archers began their performance.
Ever since "The Great Joy of the King of Qin Breaking the Formation" shook the earth, the sparrows living on the Seven Treasures Pagoda were frightened into a large group of Wuyang Wuyang. These little creatures were chirping and flying in the sky, and the majestic joy of breaking the formation made them
They were used to peace and were frightened.
Almost no one else could see clearly the movements of the hands of the first god of Tang and Tibet. They only saw him pointing his bow towards the sky. A cluster of cold stars flashed towards the rising sun. Suddenly, a sparrow was pierced through the tender belly and dyed with blood.
Jin Xiyu's arrow, red with blood, drew a beautiful arc in the sky, and returned to the quiver of the first Yi hand in Tang and Tibet without any bias.
This is the "returning wind blowing the willow arrows"!" His Highness the Fifth Prince calmly introduced: "I know that in the Aegean, this phenomenon is called the "Yan Return"!"
"Is this guy a magic archer?" Liu Zhencheng frowned. The elemental rhythm that just came out of the body of the first Yishou of Tang and Tibet was clearly not magic, but he didn't expect that he was really a magic archer!
Liu Zhenshaan was a little angry. This Prince of Tang and Tibet was so ridiculous. He actually compared the archery skills of magic archers with traditional archers!
You know, traditional archers and magic archers are not the same concept at all!
The golden elf archers made the Earth Demons suffer enough in those days, not because their archery skills were so rare, but because they could freely control wind and wood magic, allowing their arrows to change their flight trajectories in the air at will, making them appear and disappear!
It is really difficult for House and the Musk Man to reach that level by relying on traditional archery skills!
Using technology to fight magic itself means unfairness!
However, Mali went back to the Northwest Province to take care of Mourinho. The current summer palace shooting team does not have a real magic archer at all!
However, it must be admitted that this demon archer from Tang and Tibet can shoot down birds blindfolded and just by listening to the wind to identify their position amidst the music of the Thundering Army. In addition to being an expert in magic, his archery skills are also really powerful.
In full view of everyone, the blindfolded Tang Zangyi shot another arrow.
This time, an arrow flew out of his quiver automatically, and both arrows flew together, shooting down another sparrow.
"This is the "Lovers' Arrow"..."
As soon as His Highness the Prince started speaking, another sharp arrow as white as snow flew through the air, spinning out a ball of shining silver, which exploded into a stardust butterfly, crushing a large piece of brainless
, sparrows scattered in all directions.
"This is the "Meteor Butterfly Arrow"..." His Highness the Prince's introduction could not keep up with the rhythm. Another feathered arrow with a strange roar shot up and exploded in the sky like a firecracker. In an instant, it was like a dry thunder.
The clouds rolled by, and sparrows fell like rain.
The sound was so loud that everyone's ears felt like they were holding their breath.
"This is the "Thunder Nine Heavens Arrow"..."
Another arrow shot out, and Tang Zang Shen Yi pulled off the red ribbon covering his eyes and looked up at the sky.
This feathered arrow first split into three, and then split into three again. It split into nine flying arrows, all of which pierced through the nine sparrows that fell from the sky. Now there is not a single living sparrow in the sky.
Either it flew far away, or it was knocked down by the "Thundering Nine Heavens Arrow" just now.
Without a target, this arrow that can lay eggs can only poke corpses.
"This is the "Nine Sun Arrow"!" After His Highness finished speaking, he took a deep breath himself. He was exhausted from this explanation.
Liu Zhenshao, the five demon seekers, and the three dragon clan elders looked at each other in confusion.
Shocking!
It’s really shocking!
The golden elves among the three high-ranking elves in the Aegean are recognized as magic archers. They are better at magic blessing than other elves, and they can be said to be unique and outstanding in the profession of archers.
But the golden elf relies on the magic power of the wind to speed up the speed, range and penetration of the feather arrows, and relies on the magic power of the wood to attract other wooden feather arrows to accompany the attack!
They mostly use the magic power of the wind to change the flight trajectory of the arrows in the air, causing attacks without blind spots and making the enemy unable to defend themselves.
To put it bluntly, the arrows shot by the golden elf are responsible for the damage caused by the "arrows" and not the "magic"! The role of magic is only a supporting role!
If you want to add complete magic to the feather arrows and cause huge damage after being shot, only the magic arrows specially made by alchemists can do it!
Judging from the "Thundering Nine Heavens Arrow" and "Meteor Butterfly Arrow" shot by the No. 1 Yi of Tang and Tibet, one is equivalent to high-level magic, and the other is equivalent to intermediate magic. The lethality is not based on feather arrows but on elemental blasts.
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"Damn it! How on earth did he add magic to the arrows?" Liu Zhenzhen couldn't figure it out even if he tried hard.
The war bow used by Tang Zangyi was an ordinary high-quality one, and the arrows were not specially made magic arrows. If they were faked, it would be absolutely impossible to hide his mental perception!
But...since it is an ordinary feather arrow, how can it be possible to add magic out of thin air?
In the Aegean magic system, it is not impossible to add a magic to ordinary feather arrows. This is called permanent blessing. Every time the magic is added, the mage will regress by four levels!
This price is so high that no magician may be able to bear it!
"Your Majesty, it's your turn." His Highness the Fifth Prince looked at Lao Liu with a smile, and really responded to Beamon's old saying - "At the Olympic Games of Resentful Women, Medusa and Orphan
"Eternally absent", this His Highness indeed has his own way!
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I had previously considered whether I would be scolded by angry youths if I used the term "secret tendons" to describe silk acupuncture.
At that time, I originally wanted to write it as "Intersection", but in the end I decided to do an experiment because I felt that the readers of animal blood should not be so naive.
Isn't it a shame?
Could it be that this should be a shadow of childhood, rather than a good memory, in line with the logic of an angry youth?
Could it be that our society has developed to the point where I will call my father and mother scolding anything that has anything to do with Japan?
I have fond memories of watching Japanese cartoons when I was a kid and growing up. This is considered a traitor.
This is not fucking bullshit!
If the anti-Japanese ideology is too extreme, it is definitely a disease!
The most direct manifestation of this pathology is to elevate all trivial matters to the national level.
I also hate Japan deep in my heart. I like watching Japanese animations, porn movies, Madoka Ozawa, Hanamichi Tasaki, and Kenshiro have a fart relationship.
National hatred is a matter of principle. Even if I marry a Japanese wife and earn yen to support my family, I will still hate Japan as usual!