"Niu Niu Niu Niu Niu, don't say anything, just one word: Cow!"

"Is this the warm-up?"

"Wait a minute, is this show considered an acrobatic performance?"

"Throwing throwing knives is also one of the acrobatics, so there's nothing wrong with it. It's just that the accuracy is so awesome. It can hit even the oranges it throws. It's terrible."

There was a commotion in the venue, and many students were shouting at the top of their lungs. At this time, the prefect, principal, head teacher, Bai Meiren's parents, and a strong and heroic leader all stood up and waved at the same time to stop the program from continuing. Six Flying

Knife, six nailed oranges, this situation is too scary. You must know that the oranges are not fixed, but are thrown up. Tang Shidao is standing far away. It is not the level of a student to be able to hit in this way. Even professionals

It may not be possible to do better.

The principal stood up to stop it, not because of difficulty, but because it was too dangerous!

"Wait a minute." The strong and heroic leader shouted loudly and walked to the stage with a few strides. He took the flying knife in Tang Shidao's hand and took a look, and his brows immediately knitted.

This is a real pocket knife!

Very sharp.

A flying knife that can cut through skin with just one stroke!

The principal also came on stage, completely ignoring the boos from the audience. He didn't have any objections to the performance of throwing throwing knives, but it would not be possible if Bai Mei stood opposite. In their hearts, this was a performance that could accidentally lead to a murder, and it was absolutely unacceptable.

Let's continue. Faced with this change, everyone knows what they are worried about. Now it's up to the principal to deal with it.

Lei Dazhuang's stomach pain disappeared now and he rushed to the stage to reason.

The principal felt it was too dangerous and the program had to be stopped.

Lei Dazhuang refused. He jogged a few steps away, picked up a stick of oranges, and shouted loudly: "It's not dangerous. Taoist priests never miss. Look at me..."

Before the principal and the leader could react, Lei Dazhuang had already thrown up six oranges, flying like wild bees above his head. Tang Shidao didn't need to use a hundred hits of spells, just the aura of agility could do it. Six small flies.

Continuous shooting easily nailed six oranges to death. Lei Dazhuang wanted to continue to demonstrate, but the principal had already rushed close to Lei Dazhuang and stood in front of him, acting like a chicken guarding an eagle.

The heroic-looking leader also blocked Tang Shidao with one hand, signaling not to continue.

"I said there is no danger. The Taoist priest has never failed." Lei Dazhuang has practiced sparring many times and is not afraid at all.

"No, what if we miss?" The principal disagreed.

In the minds of adults, there is always the element of "just in case". This is not distrust, it is a kind of protection. In the minds of adults, the farther away children are from danger, the better. Even if you take a bath in the bath, it is best to bring a child with you.

Lifebuoy. Seeing such a dangerous knife-throwing performance, the principal's legs were so frightened that he dared not let the performance continue.

This is his student, not a target.

Lei Dazhuang couldn't win the fight and could only say: "Then let's get rid of some performances and only do some that don't require people, just shoot the signs, right?"

When the principal heard that no one was needed, he immediately exchanged a few words with the leader Yingwu.

The final decision: You can perform, but we must watch from the side and stop the performance immediately if we find any danger.

Negotiated.

The show continues.

Bai Meiren appeared again, picking up tools and working on the wooden wall, nailing small signs to lanyards. The handsome-looking leader kept blocking Tang Shidao, and the principal even refused to touch the throwing knife. Until Bai Meiren

After the beauty had completely hung up the wooden sign, she took out a long wooden stick and shouted: "That's it."

Tang Shidao nodded and took the mask from Lei Dazhuang.

At this time.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, what are we going to do?" The principal felt pain when he saw that Tang Shidao was blindfolded.

"Nothing, this is the throwing method of 'listen to the sound to identify the position'. Knock it there, throw it here, and it counts only if it hits the small wooden sign. Principal, the stick is so long that it won't hit anyone, don't worry.

"Lei Dazhuang was speechless. He dared to tap with his fingers during training a few days ago. Nothing will happen.

The principal refused to let him go, saying that it would be dangerous if he stood there.

But Yingwu's leader spoke up: "Classmate Tang, can you let me knock on it?"

Tang Shidao nodded: "Of course, it's not fake."

When the leader opened his mouth, the principal couldn't say anything. He knew that the leader worked in that department and was a capable person. Bai Meiren handed over the stick and whispered: "You stay away and just knock once or twice. We have practiced

Many times, there are no accidents, so don’t worry.”

The heroic leader smiled and nodded.

The show continues.

Tang Shidao was still blindfolded. The heroic leader stretched out his stick and knocked twice on one of the wooden signs. After knocking, he was about to ask Tang Shidao if he wanted to knock again, when a flying knife instantly nailed the small wooden sign that was still shaking slightly.

Card. When the students in the audience saw it, they immediately shouted. This is a blindfolded flying knife. Not to mention its accuracy, its ears are also superhuman.

Knock again, shoot again; knock again, shoot again.

After shooting five out of ten small wooden signs, none of them missed, and the school anniversary venue was already roaring loudly.

At this moment.

Tang Shidao turned slightly and turned his back to the wooden wall. Upon seeing this action, the students roared to the sky again. Before they were facing each other, they might have done something with the mask, but now they turned around and couldn't see even without blindfolding.

Yingwu's leader was a little dazed, but he continued to knock, while being careful of the angle at which Tang Shidao threw the knife.

After two knocks and a pause, Tang Shidao turned slightly and threw.

No surprise.

The small flying knife once again hit the target accurately. The venue was shaken, and the students roared while watching the last five swords come to a perfect ending.

At this time Lei Dazhuang jumped out to cause trouble again.

He took out the long thorn stand he had prepared earlier and placed it under the wooden wall. Without waiting for the principal to shout, he immediately said: "Don't worry, principal, we won't throw throwing knives this time. We will throw oranges. Have you ever eaten skewers? This is it."

Throwing skewers. Stand over there and throw oranges one by one, ten in a bunch, ten in total. Come on, White Beauty, you throw one first."

Bai Meiren also played this game. She threw the orange randomly and found that the orange was still half a meter away from the target.

The students laughed heartily, but were not surprised. There was only such a gap between the level of ordinary people and 'Little Tang Feidao'.

Lei Dazhuang tried six before he managed to skewer one. He missed the target and only pierced a little skin.

The heroic-looking leader only threw two and hit one, which was quite good. The principal also threw one to show dignity... well, he threw it directly to the audience on the opposite side. The students laughed, and Tang Shidao also

The performance began. He threw them one by one, and soon the strings were filled with ten out of ten throws. The students were in an uproar, but Lei Dazhuang thought it was not big enough, so he randomly asked a few classmates to come up and throw them.

This section is all about atmosphere and fun for all.

Tang Shidao slowly threw them one by one, and the other students threw them together in three or four. After throwing a few oranges, they took turns with other students.

Amidst the commotion.

Soon, only the middle two of the ten long thorns were left. Other students were lucky enough to hit only a few, and the rest were all skewered by Tang Shidao.

"This time we have to throw two at the same time." Seeing the two remaining thorns, Lei Dazhuang decisively increased the difficulty: "Taoist, use one hand to throw two orange stones at a time. You can't use both hands, only one hand.

If you throw it, it doesn't count if you hit one."

"Okay, no problem." Tang Shidao picked up two oranges in one hand.

Easily.

Quickly skewer the last twenty oranges.

At this moment.

"Taoist, come on, let's play with this one last time." Lei Dazhuang had earlier pulled out other flying knives and tossed a tennis ball high.

Tang Shidao's flying knife shot rapidly.

This is not pinning.

Just let the tennis ball bounce on the flying knife.

When the tennis ball bounces.

Then the second flying knife came over again.

Bounce up again.

Cum again.

Bounce up again.

Shoot again. It was not until the seventh flying knife that the tennis ball was nailed. Everyone was shocked. The arrangement of the seven flying knives happened to be the tilted Big Dipper.

In an instant.

Applause, whistles, roars, and roars rose up like huge waves, and the classmates who threw the oranges themselves even clapped their hands to pieces. Seeing Tang Shidao put back the flying knife and Bai Mei came out to take a call, the principal also breathed a sigh of relief.

The parents also applauded vigorously, saying that the last show was really breathtaking. It took a long time before the school anniversary scene barely calmed down.

Voting begins.

There is no doubt: 40 votes! A pitifully small number.

"Huh?" The principal was a little confused.
To be continued...