When Luo Feng took Xiaoliu out of the Wang family hall, Wang Bodang was walking towards him with a longbow in his hand.

"You are Luo Wulang?" Wang Bodang stared at Luo Feng with a look of excitement on his face. "There are legends everywhere in the county that you and Qin Qiong captured the Eighteen Blue-faced Ghosts, saying that you are heroes, but I don't believe it. Do you dare to compete with me?"

"I am Luo Wu, are you?"

"Brother, he is Mr. Wang San." Xiaoliu said from behind. He even saw Wang Boss dodging Luo Feng behind him. "Brother, be careful, this man's arrow shot very accurately and he was very strong."

"What kind of young master, just call me Sanlang." Wang Bodang said with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on Luo Feng, like a cheetah staring at his prey.

Luo Feng looked around and said, "If you want to compete, Sanlang should find my second brother Qin Shubao. He is a skilled archer and a soldier in the Guard Mansion. I don't know martial arts, and I don't know archery skills, so I can't compete with you."

"Since you have captured the Eighteen Ghosts, you must have some skills. Don't just talk. It's better to compete first. When I win you, the next one will naturally be to find Qin Qiong."

Wang Bodou insisted on comparing.

At this time, a servant behind him glared at Luo Feng, "My son is known as Yongsanlang, with a bow and a gun. Who doesn't know how powerful? Boy, are you scared?"

"Yuzuru?"

Wang Bodang said, "Yong Sanlang is just a misunderstanding that my friends gave me Wang Bodang."

Luo Feng was surprised when he heard the words "Wang Bodou".

He didn't know what the third son of Wang Laogui was named. Even if his servant called him Yongsanlang, he didn't expect that. Now he calls himself Wang Bodang, so he can't be wrong now.

This Wang Bodang is a famous figure in the history of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. He can be said to be a hero with a reputation as Qin Qiong.

The breeze blew across the courtyard, and Luo Feng was a little excited. He didn't expect to meet another hero of the Sui and Tang Dynasties here. Wang Bodang, one of the five tiger generals of Wagang Village.

His bow and arrow were indeed very powerful.

I really didn't expect that he was his neighbor.

Luo Feng was looking at Wang Bodang. He was about twenty years old, older than him, younger than Qin Qiong, and taller, but not the type with muscles, but rather slender.

His arms are very long, even his face is a little long, but his eyes are bright and murderous.

Single eyelids, but a little handsome.

The clothes he wore were not as dressed as the young master of the landlord’s family, but they looked like a few officials.

Whether it is demeanor or appearance, Wang Bodang is amazing.

Wang Bodang was also looking at Luo Feng.

He held a carved bow in his hand, and two quiveres on his waist, filled with feathered arrows, and there were fifty or sixty.

There is a bow in his hand and a bow on his back.

Compared to his sharpness, Luo Feng seemed a little too young, and even looked like he didn't look sharp.

He was slightly disappointed. In recent years, he had been studying in Chang'an and was a student of the Imperial College. He loved martial arts and visited many masters. Later, his family spent money to send him to Chang'an to study in the Imperial College.

However, there were not many masters in the Imperial College that he had admired. In the past few years of being imprisoned in Chang'an, he was actually just a waste of time. He felt that his greatest gain was that he met Li Mi, the Duke of Pushan County. Li Mi was a disciple of Bao Kai, an assistant teacher of the Imperial College. Wang Bodang did not know him without fighting and was very admiring him. Later, he even directly became his disciple.

Yesterday he just returned to his hometown from Chang'an, but he heard people everywhere saying something about Qin Qiong and Luo Wu fighting against the Eighteen Blue-faced Ghosts.

When I was practicing arrows just now, I heard from the servants that Luo Wu was at home, so I came to take a look.

Although I have not read any books after studying in Chang'an for several years, the Chang'an Empire has been exposed to it for several years, and it has rich experience and has seen many outstanding people.

Wang Bodang lifted his bow and took the arrow from the quiver.

He took a bow and took an arrow, calm and calm, and shot ten arrows in one go.

Arrows were like meteors rushing to the moon, and they all hit the willow tree fifty or sixty steps away.

"Try it?" Wang Bodang handed the bow to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng shook his head, he had never shot an arrow.

"I've never touched the bow before to make you laugh."

"Or, let's get a wrestle!" Luo Feng said with a smile. If this third young master Wang was someone else, he would have no interest in talking about it here, but since this is Yongsanlang Wang Bodang, that would be different. This is a hero and worth making friends with.

"Compare strength?" Wang Bodang was a little surprised, "Do you don't have any suitable weapons?"

"Advantage? Hammer." Luo Feng thought for a while. He really only had a deep memory of the hammer in his body. It was the memory left by helping to make irons and hold hammers since he was a child. As for the others, he had never touched them.

"I can use a hammer, but I am very strong. But I am confident and have a lot of strength, so I will just wrestle my arm." Wang Bodang didn't think of taking advantage of Luo Feng. People said that he had never shot an arrow, so he could not force Luo Feng to compete with him.

"Okay!" Luo Feng responded.

Wang Bo turned around and said, "Carry a table over, I want to compete with Luo Wulang for strength."

Luo Feng is not afraid of comparing his strength. In his memory, his strength is not as good as Xiao Liu, but ordinary people are really not as good as him.

Holding his hands, Luo Feng and Wang Bodang looked at each other with a smile.

"If you can beat me, I will give you a bow!" Wang Bodang said confidently.

"If I lose to you, I promise to hit you a set of arrows." Luo Feng was also very confident.

Wrestling a wrestling not only compares strength, but also has skills. However, in later generations, Luo Feng also likes wrestling a wrestling apart in addition to playing football, because this is a very direct competition between two men.

The two were still talking, but they had already made their own efforts.

As his strength grew, Wang Bodang's face gradually turned red, but Luo Feng still kept smiling.

"Ah!" Wang Bodang felt surprised. He found that Luo Wu's strength was really strong, so he shouted again, almost taking out all the strength he had to eat, but Luo Wu's wrist was still as unmoved as iron cast.

What surprised him was that Luo Feng always kept a smile on his face.

"Ah hey!"

I tried again, and it was still the case.

Luo Feng was relaxed, but in fact he was already giving his all. However, the smile on his face was his always symbolic expression when he wrestled his wrist. Such expressions can sometimes play a significant role in psychological pressure.

When Wang Bodang tried his best again, Luo Feng took advantage of his old power and had not yet released his new power. He seized the opportunity and used all his strength in one fell swoop and pressed Wang Bodang's arm to the table.

With a bang, Wang Bodang looked at his downed arm in shock.

Xiang Zixu was defeated by his powerful strength.

It's defeated so quickly.
Chapter completed!