The second archery increased the difficulty.

Everyone fired two arrows at the same time. "Swoosh!" The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and eighteen arrows at the same time!

Long Qingyun had the hiding weakness of the first archery shooting, and the second archery shooting was the only one, and he shot it at the same time as everyone.

"Wow!" He actually hit the bull's eye with two arrows.

Long Qingyun jumped up happily. He looked around and saw that Ma Jianwu next to him had an arrow hit the bull's eye, and another arrow hit the nine rings. This result should be considered very good.

When Ma Jianwu was proud, he suddenly saw Long Qingyun's achievements and stared at Long Qingyun in surprise, not believing that this was true.

Although Dong Qimao was injured in the left shoulder, he also hit the bull's-eye with two arrows, which shows that his archery skills are outstanding. No wonder he won the championship for two consecutive years. Ma Jianwen and Ma Jianhao both shot the bull's-eye with two arrows. Dong Qisheng was the same as Ma Jianwu. Xiongfengtang and Jincaotang tied again.

Liematang Dou Dawei hit the bull's eye with two arrows, Dou Dahu and Dou Dajiang both shot eight rings with one arrow, and the other arrow hit nine rings with another arrow. It seems that among the three heroes in Jibei, Liematang is much worse than Xiongfengtang and Jincaotang.

Now is the situation where Xiongfengtang and Jincaotang are competing for power.

The third time of archery increased the difficulty, and three arrows were fired at once.

Even if Dong Qimao was not injured, he would not dare to make sure that he could hit every shot. Long Qingyun made a decision in his mind in a flash, so there would be no need to hide his weaknesses in this arrow.

"Swoosh swosh swosh!" Twenty-seven arrows were fired at once!

The person who counted the bullseye in front raised the flag and indicated that two targets and three arrows all hit the bullseye.

The crowd striking and cheered. Everyone speculated about who had the ability to wear a hundred steps.

Long Qingyun looked around calmly and calmly. There was a hint of regret on Dong Qimao's face. The moment the arrow broke through the air, his left shoulder hurt slightly and he suddenly felt that he lost his correctness. It seemed that the possibility of three arrows hitting the bull's eye was slim.

As expected.

When the result was announced, Ma Jianhao and Long Qingyun all hit the bull's eye; Ma Jianwen, Dong Qimao and Dou Dawei hit the bull's eye with two arrows, and the rest shot nine rings; the remaining four people all hit nine rings with one arrow, and the other two arrows hit eight rings.

In the second archery competition, Xiongfengtang and Jincaotang ended in a harmonious match. Liematang ranked third.

Dong Qimao bowed to Long Qingyun to show congratulations and gratitude. A trace of doubt was revealed in his eyes. It was obvious that the eight rings shot out by Long Qingyun's first arrow were intentional works of hiding their weaknesses. Long Qingyun held his fists and returned the favor, with a humble expression on his face.

The scorching sun hangs in the sky, emitting a scorching light.

At this time, it was almost noon. The last and most critical game was about to be held.

Everyone walked out of the shooting range, and there appeared in front of them a vast grassland, with a fertile field of hundreds of miles, and a strong grass.

The third game of horse racing officially kicked off.

The first thing to do was to choose horses riding. The children of Xiongfengtang led hundreds of horses, Dong Wanxiong, Ma Buchan and Dou Sihai took the lead in leaping on horses. Immediately afterwards, Long Qingyun and nine others also jumped on horses, and the onlookers also boarded the horses.

In front of us is a vast grassland. Thousands of wild horses are scattered around, scattered around. From a distance, they are densely packed, connected into one piece, all over the mountains and fields, countless.

Dong Wanxiong, Xiongfengtang, was as strong as a mountain. He sat immediately and pointed his whip forward.

Suddenly!

Long Qingyun and nine people rode forward like arrows away from the strings. The masters of the three major horse farms in Jibei followed closely behind, following hundreds of spectators watching, galloping across and running towards the distance.

From a distance, the horses were filled with darkness, and the scene was very spectacular and shocking. Mo Zhixuan sat immediately, held the reins tightly, and walked forward slowly, without any rush.

Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind blew over, and a bright woman appeared in the flash of white shadows, looking at herself with a smile. This person was Lin Luoxuan.

Lin Luoxuan opened his red lips lightly and said leisurely: "Are you Long Qingyun's girlfriend?" After saying that, a strange expression appeared on his beautiful and charming face: jealousy, angry, shy? It was all the time.

Mo Zhixuan was surprised and responded suspiciously without commenting on it, saying, "How could you know Long Guard?"

"Dragon Guard? Long Qingyun is the champion of the Nanyong West Lake Sword Competition. When will he become a guard?" Lin Luoxuan couldn't help but be stunned and blurted out.

Since the other party knew Long Qingyun's identity, Mo Zhixuan didn't want to be mysterious and said loudly: "I'm under Mo Zhixuan, Long Qingyun likes me, and I don't dislike him. I'm a friend."

"Is that so? Are you not disgusted with him? In the future, Lin Luoxuan, his mother is a Han Chinese and his father is a Jurchen." Lin Luoxuan simply reported himself to his family, which also made Mo Zhixuan dispel his vigilance.

After all, Lin Luoxuan is a few years older than Mo Zhixuan. He has been through the world for a long time. Of course, it can be seen that Mo Zhixuan likes Long Qingyun very much, but she is just a girl with a thin-skinned face. She obviously likes her, but she is hard to admit.

In a moment.

The two of them came to the herd of fierce horses with abundant water and grass. They looked up and saw countless rapid blizzard spots spread on the grassland, which were thousands of horses jumping and roaring loudly.

Suddenly, a white horse with a divine bone junction rushed out of the herd of horses ahead, jumped up more than one meter high, and then rushed away. From a distance, it felt like the horse was singing and whistling.

"This is really a good horse!" Mo Zhixuan and Lin Luoxuan praised at the same time.

"The heroes see each other!" A bold voice came from the slanting thorn. The two of them raised their eyes and saw a green shadow riding away.

"It turned out to be Long Qingyun." The two looked at each other, and both read their love and admiration for Long Qingyun from each other's eyes.

Long Qingyun's chest was free and chased the white horse away. He watched the white horse's bold and free figure galloping, with its agile four hooves, its broad neck, and its flowing mane, and its strong and heroic whole body.

When they got closer, Long Qingyun jumped up and flew towards the white horse. His agile figure and the galloping posture of the white horse were integrated into one. Many viewers on the grassland saw this scene and applauded in surprise.

Long Qingyun suddenly landed on the horse's back, and the white horse immediately neighed, and its front hooves soared into the air, trying to throw Long Qingyun off the horse's back. Long Qingyun clamped his legs and grabbed the horse's mane with both hands.

The white horse shook desperately for a few times, but did not throw Long Qingyun away. He suddenly lifted his back hooves. Long Qingyun was prepared and sat steadily on the horse. The white horse continued to jump a few times like a tear, but it was still fruitless.

The white horse rushed forward angrily, and its speed was as fast as an arrow. In the blink of an eye, only a white shadow was seen, disappearing.

Mo Zhixuan looked surprised: "What a fast white horse, this guy won't be dropped, right?" Lin Luoxuan seemed to see through Mo Zhixuan's thoughts, smiled and said:

"You don't have to worry, Long Qingyun will be fine. Judging from my observation, his riding skills are at least ten years."

In a moment.

A white shadow galloped from a distance, and Long Qingyun clamped his legs and said "sigh".

Suddenly, the white horse stopped in front of the two girls. He was very obedient. It seemed that Long Qingyun had already surrendered it.

Lin Luoxuan said in a sweet voice: "I didn't expect that Young Master Long was still well versed in horse racing. Congratulations on subduing such a good horse."

Long Qingyun hugged and said, "Good luck to meet Miss Lin in this Jibei land. Are you not Murong Bai's wife and niece in the West Lake Sword Academy? Why did you get here?"

Lin Luoxuan couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly smiled and said, "Young Master Long is a disciple of Songyang Sword Mansion, why did he get here too?" After that, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Both of them have secrets, and they just keep a secret.

Mo Zhixuan was left aside, with an angry look on his face. Long Qingyun turned over and got off the horse, stroked the white horse's forehead, and smiled at Mo Zhixuan:

"Princess Qingcheng, what do you think of the white horse I chose? Or do you give it a name?"

Seeing Long Qingyun's pleasing look, Mo Zhixuan was very happy and muttered:

"The Hu horse is famous in Dayuan, with a sharp edge and a thin bone; the bamboo sticks are sharp in both ears, and the wind enters the four hooves. I think this horse is good, so let's name it 'Chasing Wind'."

Long Qingyun liked it very much and applauded:
Chapter completed!