Transcending the python

Because Da Si first explained it to Pang Sheng and Yun Feng in the language of the Wing Ghost Tribe, Pang Sheng was relieved when he heard it, and he secretly rejoiced that Rong An was not the strongest person singled out.

Yun Feng didn't object sharply, and even had a smile on his lips, saying, "Isn't this bullying? I think you two are better than me, it's not fair, hahaha..."

Bangsheng glanced at him and said, "It looks like this on the surface. In fact, the Wanma tribe is at a disadvantage."

The two peerless powerhouses who fused the beast soul, no matter what tricks the Wanma Tribe uses, these two games are sure to win. If you win two games, you will get two holy grasses, one from Yunfeng and the other from Pangsheng. Yes, the goal has been achieved, it doesn't matter whether Yunfeng wins or loses the game.

Yun Feng naturally thought of this too, he lay very relaxed on the stone wall, and said in his mouth: "Since it's so unfair, then no matter whether I win or lose, I can get a holy grass. Leader, I'm right Bar?"

Bangsheng nodded.

Yun Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at Rong An, and said, "Who is this man? How can you guarantee that he will definitely win?"

Pang Sheng stared at Yun Feng coldly, took a step forward to block Rong An, and prevented Yun Feng from looking at him any longer. At the same time, he exuded a fierce murderous aura, and said word by word:

"Yunfeng. There are some things that you shouldn't ask, so don't ask."

Although Yun Feng was in a high position, he was broad-minded and informal, and when Pang Sheng said this, he was not angry, but found it interesting.He remembered that the man guarded by Pang Sheng belonged to the King Snake Tribe, and he had a rough answer in his mind in an instant.

Da Si stroked his beard with a very serious expression:

"Yunfeng, you're right. Actually, I can't guarantee that Rong An will win."

As soon as Da Si's words came out, the eyes of the two men from the Wing Ghost Tribe turned cold, Yun Feng was sneering, and Pang Sheng was completely angry.

Da Si shook his head to signal Pang Sheng to calm down, and said at the same time:

"...Because the Wanma tribe also knows that they are at a disadvantage. Even if they have the advantage of the strategy, they may lose everything. Therefore, not only do they choose the tactics, but they also have to decide the form of the game."

Pang Sheng narrowed his eyes and asked, "Compared to what?"

"Archery!" Da Si gave the answer.

When Bangsheng relayed the word 'archery' to Rong An, Rong An was also a little at a loss.He is a child who has lived in the countryside since he was a child. Where is the condition to learn archery?Even if there were men in the village who knew how to shoot arrows for hunting, these men would not take the initiative to teach Rong An, for fear of getting bad luck.When I arrived in the Strong Continent, I spent all my time with Pangsheng outside of exhaustion. I met all kinds of adventures that I didn't dare to imagine before. My life was exciting enough, but I still didn't have the opportunity to practice archery.

Pangsheng said: "The Wanma tribe is similar to the Yigui tribe. They have learned archery since they were young. There are a few who are good at it. They are on par with Yunfeng."

Rong An asked, "Is Yun Feng good at archery?"

Pang Sheng nodded: "Very powerful."

"Better than you?"

"...My archery skills are average." Pang Sheng made a difficult evaluation of himself.In fact, his skill is the lowest among the Wing Ghost Tribe, with large fluctuations and inaccuracies, and it is all made up by strength. "If you rely on archery, I guess the one with the highest probability of winning is Yunfeng. However, he is still fighting a horse, so the result is still uncertain."

Originally, the Wing Ghost Tribe had an advantage, but after the two conditions of the Wanma Tribe, the situation was reversed in an instant.

Rong An rested his chin and said: "It's too unfair for them to choose the format of the three competitions. Even if Wan Ma is given way, the format of the two competitions is about archery. I don't know how to archery at all. I and Ma Er The best competition can't be archery."

Pangsheng nodded: "I think so. The boss should be able to communicate with them again. However, if you can choose, what kind of competition method do you choose?"

Rong An was categorical and gave two words: "Fight."

Bang Sheng's face changed, and he said: "No, if you fight, one of the two parties will be completely down, and it will be over if you can't stand up again, it's too dangerous..."

Da Si couldn't take it anymore, he interrupted and said, "Pang Sheng, how can you be sure that the person who fell down was Rong An?"

Bang Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then frowned. He wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to say.

Da Si said: "I think sparring is better. Rong An's combat ability is beyond imagination. If you fight to the death, you and Yunfeng can't compare with him, and there will be no one in the Wanma tribe who is stronger than him. Choose to fight The match between Rong An and Ma Er is the most guaranteed match. ——Because Rong An will definitely win!"

Yun Feng could also understand some of the languages ​​of the King Snake Tribe, and when he heard the last sentence, he looked up at Rong An amusedly.I saw that man with delicate features, calm eyes, extremely white skin, and the appearance of a scholar, only the uncontainable hostility between his brows ruined this landscape painting-like appearance.I don't know what is so great about this man who looks like he can be crushed to death with one hand?

Yun Feng was leaning on the mountain wall, lying on his back, covering his eyes with the back of his hand, although he wanted to tease Pang Sheng, but he knew in his heart that Rong An was the protagonist of the "don't ask, don't ask" that Pang Sheng said. It's fine if he can win two games, his purpose is not to spy on Rong An's strength, but the Holy Grass.With the idea of ​​saving energy if you can save energy, you simply close your eyes and go to sleep.

Da Si persuaded: "Don't worry about Rong An, I think it's better to worry about yourself than worrying about him."

Pang Sheng seemed about to get angry, his face was pale, and he clenched his right hand tightly.

Da Si saw that his complexion was not good, so he called Yun Feng twice and said, "You and Yun Feng have practiced more archery skills these few days, and I have to go to the Wanma Tribe to discuss the format of the match between Rong An and Ma Er , let’s go first.”

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly left the main peak, for fear that he would be angry with himself.

Seeing Da Si leave in a hurry, Rong An touched Pang Sheng's back with his hand, then leaned into his ear and whispered something, and Pang Sheng's expression eased, and he lowered his head and looked at Rong An tenderly .

Rong An smiled at him, the handsome man's smile was simply amazing:

"I'm fine. I will help you get the holy grass."

Rong An didn't know what the use of Pang Sheng's request for the holy grass was, but seeing how much that person cared, he couldn't help but be more caring.Rong An wrapped his hands and feet around Pang Sheng's body, and said in a low voice, "I'm very good."

Pang Sheng smiled slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered to himself, not knowing who he was speaking to, and said:

"You are indeed very powerful. When you first turned into a prototype, even I couldn't fight against you. Poison gas and weapons have no effect on you. Back then, you had a complete advantage when dealing with the black ape tribe. You are fine..."

Rong was quiet and didn't make a sound.For a while, there was only Bangsheng talking to himself in the main peak. Yunfeng had never heard Bangsheng speak in such a low voice, goosebumps formed on his back, and he left the main peak in a hurry under the pretext of having something to do.

When Yun Feng left, Rong An untied the cotton cloth wrapped around the back of his right hand, revealing the dark red traces of stars on the back of his hand, and said to Pang Sheng very troubled:

"However, I still don't know how to use this thing."

"..."

"I don't even know what it's called." Rong An scratched his hair, very troubled.

Bangsheng thought for a while and said, "Maybe you can use this weapon in actual combat, and it might explode with its own power in an emergency."

"You're right," Rong An said, "I can use this thing in the match against Ma Er."

After the discussion of the plan between the three of them was over, Pang Sheng was unwilling to ask Yun Feng for advice, and went to practice alone.Rong An found Yan Weasel lying on the edge of the pool, took out the dark red rusty fan while there was no one around, and looked at it over and over.

Yan Weasel was lying beside Rong An, pushing his head against Rong An's back from time to time, making a cute gurgling sound in his throat, his tail was loosely wrapped around the man's waist, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he looked very lazy.

"Tell me, how do you use this fan?"

Rong An said to himself, then turned to look at Yan Weat's huge eyes: "Yan Were, do you know this fan? How does it work?"

Yan Weasel regained his energy, and suddenly stood up and danced, roaring with different lengths, and after half an hour, it looked like he was dancing, but Rong An didn't understand a word.

Rong An was speechless for a while, sighed softly, patted Yan Weasel's head, and motioned him to stop talking.

"If only you could talk."

Yan Weasel groaned, lying curled up beside Rong An, with an aggrieved expression.

Rong An rubbed Yan Weasel's head again, playing with the rusty fan in his hand, looking at the blue sky of the Strong Continent, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to let the fan emit a reddish light not long ago, He smelled an unusually familiar smell.

Rong An missed the color and the taste, and later tried to touch the rust fan with the teeth of the python he picked up, but the fan never had the same reaction.

Rong An held the rusty fan in one hand and the python's teeth in the other, staring at it for a long time as if in a daze.

"I'm going to the Wanma Tribe." Rong An finally gave up, pushed his fan and fangs forward, then leaned back, leaning on Yan Weasel's body.The flame weasel looks like a cat, but its fur is like a seal, very smooth and soft, lying like this is like lying on the water.

Yan Weasel let out a 'roar' and rubbed Rong An's face with his beard.

"I heard that Jixuezhu Peak is in the territory of Wanma Tribe. If you want to transform into a human form, why don't you go with me?" Rong An cheered up, climbed onto Yan Weasel's head, and followed it Said.

Yan Weasel lowered his head to let Rong An slide down, and licked it with his big tongue, which made Rong An's face drool, but he shook his head.

Rong An was taken aback:

"You don't want to go, don't you want to go?"

Yan Weasel shook his head again.

Rong An understood: "You want to go, but you can't?"

Yan Weasel's eyes were dim, and he lay forward, covering his eyes with two paws, only to hear a 'bang', dust flying, and stones splashing everywhere.

Rong An coughed twice.Yan Weasel's body is too big, and it caused a strong impact by lying forward. After the vibration like a mountain avalanche, Rong An walked up to Yan Weasel, and somehow saw Yan Weasel's very sad and sad appearance , rubbed its ears like a child, and said:

"Dahei, what's the matter with you? I'll take you there, I'll take you there, okay?"

At this moment, Rong An was sitting by the stream with a huge hair-like creature; Pang Sheng was holding a folded star bow, concentrating on drawing the bow and shooting arrows with a serious expression; Yun Feng was standing behind the dense leaves, completely concealing his existence , there was a trace of sharpness in the lazy eyes, the arrow in his hand was aimed at an orc who was grazing, waiting for the opportunity.

There are still fourteen days before going to the Wanma Tribe.