Chapter 192 Jiang's Competition

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After a round of archery competition, the archery skills of each group were roughly the same. Due to the influence of bow and arrow, the highest archery skills were in the ninth ring, and only eight people in the tenth ring.

Mu Feng had a general understanding of the archery skills of these people.

In this round, he can almost determine the distribution of archery within the clan.

Those with eight middle and ten rings can be trained to become "snipers" and teach them more advanced hidden skills, especially relying on terrain like the Jiang clan.

Twenty-two people in the ninth ring can be further trained and cultivated as the main force of archers. Whether hunting or fighting the enemy in the future, Mu Feng hopes that they can kill the enemy in one hit.

As for the others, Mu Feng still needs more practice.

During the competition, the Jiang clan people were already attracted by this competition.

Before that, they didn't even have enough to eat, so how could they have time to tinker with these things.

Right now, although they can't go up to the competition, they can watch and boo.

Especially when they found someone shooting arrows, they were laughing and even shouting to interfere, and after the Great Chief didn't care about him, they became louder.

"I'm talking about Jimu, have you not eaten, why are you so weak!"

"Fang Shi, where did your strength go after eating so much?"

"Huang Guo, you have to aim, or you will be sidetracked!"

...

Life is noisy.

Mingguang frowned and looked at Lihu, and found that he was also quite impatient. The two of them came to Mu Feng together and asked in a puzzled way, "Head Chief, the clan's voice is too loud right now, and the soldiers of these hunting teams are all over the place. I can't concentrate on archery anymore!"

Mu Feng didn't look at them either, and watched Konoha shoot arrows by himself.

When Konoha was shooting arrows, in order to interfere with Konoha, a little kid ran to the rake and rolled his eyes and shouted at Konoha, "Brother Konoha, look at me!"

A man in the same group as Konoha hurriedly shouted, "Shut up, Qingmao!"

Konoha was not annoyed, just smiled and said, "Qing Mao, you'd better let me shoot more accurately, or the arrow will hit your ass, it hurts!"

"Ah?" The little boy turned pale with fright, and quickly ran away with his butt covered.

Konoha smiled slightly at this time, raised his hand to pull the string, and then quietly loosened it a little, and shot at the target with a "swoosh", hitting the tenth ring!

"Well, not bad!" Mu Feng then turned to look at Mingguang and Lihu, "Do you think these clansmen should be kept silent?"

Mingguang nodded to Lihu: "Their words will distract these people, so they can't concentrate on archery."

Mu Feng shook his head: "But in the future, whether it is hunting or fighting the enemy, no one will let them aim quietly. The beasts will run around, and even who will chase them. And the enemy will rarely stand there stupidly and let them shoot, Even throwing drum sticks and rocks at them. If they can't stand the slightest distraction, how can they be sure to hit the target?"

Only then did the two realize that the Great Chief did this on purpose, and immediately shut up angrily.

After archery is weightlifting, weightlifting is more "gentle" than archery, just need to lift weights and add stones.

This item is a test of the power of the tribe.

He also wants to know how the physical strength of the people in the tribe is now.

Fortunately, after this test, the vast majority of people performed well, and nearly one-third of the people felt that the stone could add weight.

However, they didn't know that Mu Feng's original intention was not this, so they stopped insisting after begging Mu Feng to increase the weight to no avail.

The last item was wrestling—the highlight of the competition.

Considering that it was already night after the one, two, and two competitions, and that archery and weightlifting were both exhausting and physically exhausting, Mu Feng announced that he would try wrestling again the next day.

In order to show his importance to this competition, Mu Feng asked Ji Yang to slaughter chickens and sheep that night, and held an original "carnival" together with wild boars.

A fire was set on the patio, and the tribesmen sat on the fire inside and outside, either holding barbecued meat or sipping from a pottery bowl, very satisfied.

In the center of the venue is the fire, and next to the fire is the wood wind surrounded by everyone.

Mu Feng stood alone in the center of the patio, and the fire shone on his face, making him look like a god.

He was holding a leg of lamb in one hand and a pottery bowl in the other, feeling a little emotional for a while.

One is to make people.

One is the magic of creation.

The superposition of the two makes him a modern person standing in the center of this primitive tribe, and leads them to live a "modern" life step by step.

At this moment, he has a kind of emotion of "singing about wine, the geometry of life".

"Unfortunately, there is no wine!" Mu Feng sighed in his heart, "If only I could make some grain wine!"

He couldn't help thinking that he entered the Tibetan area for archaeology before he traveled, and also tasted the highland barley wine unique to the Tibetan area.

Although he didn't drink much, he remembered the taste of highland barley wine after only drinking it for a while.

The color of the wine is light yellow, and the aroma is light. When you enter the mouth, a mixed feeling of slightly sour and slightly bitter is quickly dyed on the tip of the tongue. When you shut your mouth and swallow, a spiciness and warmth poured into your throat. But when he opened his mouth to breathe, a bottom-up sweet taste surged up from his throat again, making people feel indescribably warm in their hearts.

"It is said that the wine made from corn is not bad!" Mu Feng made up his mind that once there is enough corn, or other food is found, he must make wine.

First, wine can solve the current problem of lack of diet, and second, wine can also disinfect.

But right now it's just a "little carnival" that he made up on a whim.

However, the Jiang clan obviously did not have so many pursuits.

Now that they can sit here and eat and drink on rainy days that should have been difficult, and they can gather together and have fun together, it is a "happy life" they have never enjoyed before.

After breakfast the next day, all the Jiang clan members came to Yuelou, looking forward to today's wrestling competition.

Everyone knows that yesterday's two rounds did not involve confrontation, but today it is about two pairs of wrestling.

In order to prevent accidents, Mu Feng deliberately threw a layer of hay on the field to reduce the damage to people when he fell to the ground.

Since it is wrestling, there are naturally wrestling rules.

Mu Feng emphasized the requirements of "not allowed to kill", "not allowed to harm the same clan", "or drive out the Jiang family", and then let Mingguang and Lihu preside over and start.

Because it was wrestling, from the first pair, the atmosphere in the entire Yuelou was instantly ignited:

"Sang Ruo, beat him!"

"Huangshi, I gave you all the chicken legs yesterday, you can't lose!"

"Wang Ye, if you can win today, I'll ask my daddy to cut more meat for you!"

"You can blow the printing gun, if Uncle Jiyang hears it, he will have to rip you off!"

"Hahaha!"

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