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Chapter 382: The Brick Prince

Do you know what the expression of a constipated fly looks like when drinking soup?

The expressions of the guards who came back with archery targets now illustrate that expression very well.【】

Everyone was extremely curious. Some were nervous, some were looking forward to it, or some were confused, waiting for the guards to reveal the final answer.

The guard showed the arrow target to everyone's sight. At first glance, the arrow target was densely covered with arrows, but the bullseye that everyone was paying attention to was intact and there was no trace at all.

Dozens of arrows missed the target and were shot around the target, which made people doubt Feng Yang's character. It was so bad that it was so cruel and heinous.

Even a blind cat can encounter one or two dead mice. This guy shot dozens of arrows in a row, but none of them came close to the target. This kind of sight made the woman who was surging with him feel embarrassed.

"I'm just saying that this idiot is just a waste with a good family background. Even if you have tens of millions of wealth, it will eventually run out. As a disciple of the Wanjian Sect, I have a bright future. Sooner or later, I will be able to become famous. How can you compete with me?"

Compared to me?" Juntai stared at Feng Yang arrogantly and laughed loudly.

Ning Jie was so proud that she almost convulsed. She believed that with her sharp tongue, she could turn white into black. She stared at Feng Yang with disdain and said, "Yes, this guy is not worthy at all."

The eldest lady of our Tang family, I am very suspicious of this person's motives. She must be using these birthday gifts to pave the way for making more money after joining the Tang family. That's it.

It’s better not to use some tricks to embarrass yourself. A country bumpkin like you should be kicked out so as not to ruin the birthday banquet. Young Master Juntai is a talented person and is a disciple of Wanjian Sect. He has quality and strength. He can compete with Young Master Jun.

You are bringing humiliation upon yourself. Mr. Jun is so generous and generous that he doesn’t care about you. Why don’t you just retreat and get out of the Tang family?”

Tang Ning glared at Feng Yang angrily. She wanted to tie this guy to the bed, beat him hard with a whip, drip candle oil all over his body, and torture him first with ice and then with fire. He was obviously an expert in archery, but at the critical moment, he actually

The ejaculation was like this, it was not intentional and she was willing to run naked for three streets.

Facing all the questioning looks and sarcastic voices, Feng Yang still showed no strange expression. With a calm smile, he calmly walked to the target, then took out a large moonstone and placed it on the arrow.

Behind the target, the densely packed holes in the target suddenly emitted the light of moonstone, making the target look as bright as the stars in the sky.

When every small hole emitted the light of the moonstone, everyone could not help but be stunned and screamed in surprise.

"Good guy, that's amazing." Mr. Tang's originally gloomy expression suddenly turned cloudy, and he clapped his hands with a smile on his face.

"This..." Juntai also had a look of astonishment and disbelief on his face. Can a person's archery skills really be so accurate?

Ning Jie's face was even more ashen. The initial pride and arrogance disappeared, leaving only shock.

Tang Ning, Cai'er, Tai Yan, Wu Lu, Tong Cheng, Su Ge and others looked surprised and pleasantly surprised, but sighed that this guy was too capable of hitting people.

Originally, there were only densely packed small holes that made it difficult to spot the flaws on the archery target, but now the target was illuminated by the moonstone, and all the small holes emitted a soft light, revealing a bright and dazzling word "Longevity".

This character "Shou" is neatly crafted, with flying dragons and phoenixes, showing a vigorous spirit, which is not much better than the one written by hand.

"Mr. Tang, this is my gift to you, are you satisfied with it?" Feng Yang said to Mr. Tang with a smile on his face.

Mr. Tang also made a hearty and vigorous voice at this moment, "Good boy, I am very satisfied with this gift."

"You're so annoying." Tangning walked up to Feng Yang and said angrily.

"I've sacrificed myself for you, and you still hate me?" Feng Yang was stunned.

"I didn't say anything about the surprise when I gave it to others," Tangning said happily.

"Why do you have such thoughts? I really didn't mean it." Feng Yang said, thinking in his heart.

Although Jun Taixin was surprised, as an arrogant and domineering playboy, he seemed to dare to do anything and say anything when pushed.

He looked ferocious and said loudly: "Mr. Tang just said that the one who shoots the bull's-eye with the least number of arrows is the winner. I hit the bull's-eye with one arrow, but this guy used dozens of arrows and couldn't hit the bull's-eye with one arrow. This competition is still

I win."

Everyone couldn't help but be confused by Jun Tai's angry words. They thought that Mr. Jun was so ignorant that he was still trying to get into trouble at this time.

Mr. Tang couldn't help but looked at Juntai angrily, and said in a deep voice: "Are the disciples from Wanjian Sect so naive and naive? The rules I set are to compare the accuracy of archery, you choose to use your own

Compete with others in the field you are best at. Feng Muyi’s accuracy in archery is obvious to all. Now that you have lost, you still have many excuses. Can’t you afford to lose?"

"Mr. Tang, it's obvious that I didn't lose. How can a person's archery skills be so accurate? He can still accurately shoot the word 'longevity' from a distance of two hundred feet. As a top expert of Wanjian Sect, I can't stand it."

The understanding of archery is as good as anyone else. The arrow will be affected by air temperature, humidity, wind force, wind direction and other factors during the flight.

Accuracy, being able to accurately shoot the word "longevity", I think there must be something fishy about it, right?" Juntai was arrogant and arrogant. He didn't think that his archery skills would be worse than that of Prince Malagebi, and he was so big.

This gap is a fact that the disciples of Wanjian Sect's top rankings cannot accept, so we can only think that there must be something unknown about it.

Mr. Tang was also angered by Jun Tai's words, and said coldly: "Does Mr. Jun think that I have colluded with this little brother? I really didn't expect that a disciple of Wanjian Sect would have such childish thoughts.

, as a man, if you lose, you lose, if you win, you win. If you lose, you will have many excuses. You have simply disgraced the Wanjian Sect and the Fenghuo Mercenary Group."

"That perverted young master, although my prince did not hit the bullseye, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that my prince's archery skills are far superior to yours. Why are you here making trouble and humiliating yourself? You are now

The smartest thing to do is to pay tribute to Feng Yang, so that you can show your magnanimity." Cai'er said with a smile.

"You are a lowly slave, how can you speak?" Juntai became angry, took out a longbow, strung the bow, and other processes in a smooth and smooth manner. It was so fast that it was dizzying. In an instant, an arrow was formed.

It shot towards Cai'er like a stream of light.

Feng Yang's eyes shined with a cold light, his legs suddenly kicked off, and he rushed over unstoppably like a tiger descending a mountain. He slashed twice with his palm on the way, easily scattering the arrows that were shot, and continued to charge towards Juntai.

past.

"Young mad king, don't be so presumptuous." Seeing that his son was in danger, Junxiao was furious like a cow protecting a calf. He rushed towards Feng Yang, trying to injure Feng Yang first.

As a first-grade Martial Emperor, Jun Xiao would not take a young man seriously. Jun Xiao believed that at his age, even if he started practicing in his mother's womb, he would not be able to match his decades of cultivation.

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However, just as Junxiao ran a few steps forward, a black shadow suddenly appeared from the sky like a divine soldier descending from the sky. Under everyone's astonished gaze, the black shadow drew a graceful and heartbreaking trajectory in the sky.

Junxiao seemed to be stunned. He did not dodge or evade, and allowed the black shadow to hit his body. His forward body was immediately blocked, and his body turned from rushing forward to stumbling on its hind legs without any warning.

When the black shadow retreated Jun Xiao, everyone saw the full picture of the black shadow, and then they all fell into a state of surprise as they scolded their father and mother.

That's right, it's a piece of wood one foot long, three inches wide and one inch thick. It has a dull surface and is a bit rough in the hand, but it can be patted, smashed, knocked and beaten. You can sit on it when you are tired, and you can use it as a pillow when you are sleepy.

It is a multi-functional tile that can be used as a pillow or to strike up conversations with beautiful women.

Back then, when Lan Long saw the beauty as an excuse to strike up a conversation, he took this brick and walked up to the beauty and asked: "Hey, beauty, did you drop this?" Then in exchange for the beauty, she looked back with a charming smile and a charming smile.

He rolled his eyes and said, "You are sick."
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