Chapter 60 Four competitions?

When everyone heard this, their faces changed drastically. Huang Rong turned pale. Could it be that she really wanted to marry that lewd thief? Compared to the lewd thief, Wang Zhijin could be said to be impeccable.

Guo Jing was even more anxious. He himself was not confident that he could beat Ouyang Ke.

Hong Qigong couldn't think of any good way for Guo Jing to win this competition.

At this time Wang Zhijin said: "Senior Huang, I promise you, but I think we can't let Brother Guo Jing suffer. If the three of us compete, it may be 1:1:1, so I suggest adding a shooting game. What do you think?

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Guo Jing is a disciple of Zhebei, and he is the top shooter in the grassland.

Huang Laoxie thought about it for a while, and asked if he could add an archery skill soon. It was acceptable. Peach Blossom Island didn't have bows and arrows.

"Okay, I agreed, let's get started."

The atmosphere among everyone was a bit cold, and it seemed that no one was very satisfied with the rules.

Huang Laoxie asked someone to bring three bows, each with ten arrows.

A mute servant is eighty feet away and throws fruits. Whoever shoots the most hits wins.

Ouyang Ke also learned archery. In ancient times, archery could only be afforded by rich people. A bow was expensive and troublesome to maintain.

When the competition started, Ouyang Ke was the first to take action. He looked at the fruit thrown by the opponent and shot ten arrows.

He actually hit six. He didn't know Guo Jing's archery skills in the grassland, so he was very proud.

The second one was shot by Guo Jing. He came up and shot ten times in a row at a very fast speed, and all of them hit.

Ouyang Ke suddenly lost his composure. He didn't expect that his archery skills were so powerful. Huang Rong had no confidence in him at first, but she didn't expect that he would actually win.

He hit all ten times, even Wang Zhijin did the same, and it was a tie.

Wang Zhijin took the third shot. He had never touched a bow and arrow at all. He missed all ten shots, which was very embarrassing.

Huang Laoxie was a little dissatisfied, but seeing that Wang Zhijin was extremely unfamiliar, he didn't pretend not to say anything.

"Okay, Guo Jing won the first round. In the following competition, it will be up to Brother Seven and Ouyang Fengzhong to take action,"

"Well, Brother Huang, please tell me." Ouyang Feng asked.

"This round, we are competing on these two trees. You and Guo Jing are in the same group. The Seventh Brother and Ouyang Xianxi are in the same group.

Compete with each other, whichever nephew lands first will lose.

The winner will directly compete with Nephew Wang. If he can survive a hundred moves, he will win. Of course, I hope Nephew Wang cannot hold back, otherwise I will increase the difficulty, such as surviving 200 rounds," Mr. Huang

Xie said,

Everyone felt stressed when they heard it. It was difficult for Wang Zhijin to be waterproof. After all, his experience was not as good as Huang Laoxie, Ouyang Feng, and Hong Qigong. His strength relied entirely on the bonus of innate skills, strong internal strength, and innate divine power.

Without these, he is nothing.

Hong Qigong had no choice but to nod in agreement. Ouyang Feng had not yet fought Wang Zhijin, so he did not have the exact knowledge, so he still agreed.

The competition began on two trees. Guo Jing faced people at the Wujue level for the first time and was under great pressure.

Fortunately, he fought against the old naughty boy and exchanged moves.

In the end, Ouyang Ke lost, and Guo Jing landed earlier than Ouyang Ke.

Guo Jing won, but he had to deal with Wang Zhijin all the time, but he had no confidence at all.

"Brother Jing, you have to believe in yourself, you can do it." Huang Rong said while giving Wang Zhijin a wink.

Wang Zhijin naturally understood, and the two sides immediately began to fight. Guo Jing's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms at this time were several times stronger than when he was in Baoying. He also learned the Seventy-two Kong Ming Fist, fighting each other from left to right.

Wang Zhijin did not hold back and used other skills, including the Seventy-two Kong Ming Fist, to forcefully restrain Guo Jing's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Everyone watching the fight was also shocked. Huang Laoxie had fought with Zhou Botong many times, but he didn't know it was Kong Ming Fist. This boxing technique was very strong. If Zhou Botong's internal strength wasn't insufficient, it would be very troublesome for him to deal with it.

"When did this kid learn this set of kung fu? Quanzhen has this magical skill, which is more powerful than the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

Hong Qigong and Wang Zhijin had never seen this kind of kung fu before, and Ouyang Feng was even more so. He tilted his head and glanced at Ouyang Ke, hating him for not fighting.

Look, everyone is around 18 years old. You are 35 years old, and this is all you have?

Huang Laoxie looked at Guo Jing and said immediately: "Nephew Wang, if you keep your hand, your strength will not be so weak. If your strength is combined with the Kong Ming Fist, Guo Jing will be defeated in thirty moves against you.

So Guo Jing lost,"

Huang Rong was anxious, "Dad, why are you like this? Brother Wang is new to Kung Fu, so he can't cooperate well."

"That's just for keeping the quilt. His swordsmanship Guo Jing may not be able to withstand thirty moves, so let's leave it at that."

Huang Laoxie interrupted Huang Rong's rhythm test in response. Huang Rong's face turned pale. Originally, she didn't know that Zhijin knew music. Since he came to Peach Blossom Island, he once played Liangliang with the jade flute and once with the suona.

Her victory shocked her. If Wang Zhijin won this time, would she really marry him?

As for Guo Jing, Huang Rong didn't know that he was a music idiot.

Guo Jing, Ouyang Ke, and Wang Zhijin composed music based on Huang Laoxie's "Blue Sea Tide" to feel the rhythm and beat it on the drums.

This time Wang Zhijin started tapping randomly. He knew he couldn't win. If he won two out of four games, it would be a done deal. So he simply let Ouyang Ke win once.

In the end, Guo Jing couldn't help it anymore and started playing randomly on the drum. Wang Zhijin was able to get some of the hits right, and Ouyang Ke got them all right.

Huang Laoxie looked at the result and asked Wang Zhijin, "Nephew Wang, you are hiding your clumsiness!"

"No, senior, I'm not hiding my clumsiness. If you don't believe me, go to Quanzhen and ask. I never learned vocal music before I left Quanzhen. Even if I wanted to learn, no one would teach me.

These songs that I know are just my adventures during this period, which does not mean that I am good at this."

Wang Zhijin said very firmly and did not want to lie at all. Huang Laoxie sighed, "It doesn't matter, all three of them have won one game now, and the last one will be decided by my dead wife." He took out the nine pieces from his arms.

The second volume of the Yin Zhen Jing is not the second volume of the Jiu Yin Zhen Jing that Mei Chaofeng handed over, but the one drawn by Feng Heng before his death.

The four people who looked at the Nine Yin Manual were all shocked.

Ouyang Feng's eyes widened. Sure enough, Huang Laoxie had the Nine Yin Sutra. Hong Qigong also stared at it, unable to pull his eyes out.

"This is the sutra my late wife drew before she died. I will give the three of you one time to burn incense, and whoever memorizes it the most wins. Let's get started."

Huang Laoxie asked someone to light a stick of incense. Guo Jing was overjoyed. Now he finally understood why Wang Zhijin gave him the Nine Yin Sutra. Huang Rong also took a peek at it that day when Wang Zhijin secretly presented it to Guo Jing.
Chapter completed!