Li Cui thought that even if Hua Jitian could barely pull away this eighty-pound recurve bow, his arms would tremble, and he would not be able to aim and shoot arrows at all.

If it's a compound bow, it's okay, as long as you can pull it apart and hang it up, you don't have to use any more force, and you don't have to think about the continuous force of your arms.

Beginners who play recurve bows, men are generally no more than 30 pounds, women are generally not more than 20 pounds, and so on skilled, you can gradually increase to find your most suitable pound position. If it is a compound bow, the pound position can be about thirty pounds higher than the recurve bow, because the compound bow is similar to a crossbow and does not need to exert continuous force.

Li Cui gave Hua Jitian an eighty-pound bow, mainly to kill him, not really let him use such a heavy bow.

What Li Cui didn't expect was that Hua Jitian took the eighty-pound hard bow, pulled it, and shook his head.

"This, it's still a bit light. ”

Li Cui was about to collapse and said, "This is the heaviest bow here, and if you are more than a hundred pounds, you have to go to the warehouse to get it, but there is no one here." "Over there, Yang Liu'er and Min Zihao are competing fiercely, but Hua Jitian is here endlessly, and Li Cui is a little impatient.

She now knows that Hua Jitian's strength is good, but archery with a bow is not a test of strength, and the size of the pound is not the standard for the level of archery at all.

"Then use this one, and you can pick out some arrows for me. Hua Jitian is not polite, he will not choose, so he has to trouble this Li Cui, who is not tall but looks very delicate.

"For an eighty-pound bow, the deflection of the arrow should be smaller, that is, the hardness should be greater, otherwise the arrow will break before it can be shot. As she spoke, Li Cui took out a pot of arrows from the corner.

There are very few who come to practice archery, and they can use an eighty-pound recurve bow, so even the matching arrows are placed in an inconspicuous corner.

"Thank you. Hua Jitian thanked him.

"They're playing, you don't have to go over, there's an archery over there, you can go and shoot over there. Li Cui said.

"Good. Hua Jitian agreed, picked up the bow and arrow, and walked towards the arrow path that Li Cui said.

Li Cui really wanted to see Yang Liuer and Min Zihao compete, the level of the two is very high, even comparable to the head coach Xu Mai here, this kind of competition is rare, Li Cui also wants to observe and learn.

But after all, she didn't worry about Hua Jitian, Hua Jitian was a novice, and he was holding an eighty-pound recurve bow, and if no one pointed him, he might hurt herself.

Li Cui was kind-hearted, and with only a slight struggle in her thoughts, she walked in the direction of Hua Jitian.

Hua Jitian walked to the arrow path, stood in the shooting position, pulled out a long arrow from the quiver, and put it on the string.

Li Cui said: "To draw a bow, you must learn to use the strength of your back, so that it will be stable and your hands will not tremble." The difficulty of the recurve bow is that when aiming, you have to keep the string pulled hard. The compound bow is relatively simple, hung with a string, and only needs to be aimed. ”

Hua Jitian nodded, he took a light breath and drew his bow.

Straight to full bow.

Hua Jitian stood extremely steady, his body did not move, his arms were also very steady, and there was no sign of trembling, as he himself said, this bow seemed to be really too light.

Li Cui was slightly surprised, just now she could see that Hua Jitian's strength was good. Hua Jitian seems to be a migrant worker, and migrant workers generally do manual work, so it is normal for the strength to be greater than those small white-collar workers who often come to play.

But I didn't expect Hua Jitian's power to be so great.

Without any training, he was able to pull an eighty-pound bow and still be stable.

It shows that the power of Hua Jitian is at least twice that of ordinary people.

Li Cui was about to teach Hua Jitian how to aim, and Hua Jitian swooped and shot a long arrow.

The long arrow roared softly, and the movement was louder than the arrow shot by Yang Liu'er and Min Zihao.

The arrow flew under the target, and finally landed on the ground with a pop.

Hua Jitian sweated profusely, this target was an eighty-meter target, and he only considered the flight of the arrow according to the forty-meter target of Fang Cai Yang Liu'er and Min Zihao.

After the arrow is fired, due to gravity, it will inevitably fly forward and fall continuously. Flying 40 meters in the air is definitely different from flying 80 meters.

"Arrows don't fly straight, they fall in an arc because of gravity and because of the wind, the speed of the arrow is constantly slowing down. Li Cui saw that Hua Jitian didn't make a big mistake, but he just missed the target.

For newcomers, it is very normal to miss the target, not to mention that the flower is still an 80-meter target.

Even if it is her, the 80-meter target can only barely miss the target, and as for shooting a high number of rings, she does not have this ability.

Hua Jitian's current performance is very good for a novice.

"Eighty meters is very difficult, you can adjust it to less than 40 meters. Li Cui pointed to a button, "This button can adjust the distance of the target, and the target distance will display a number on the screen." ”

Hua Jitian nodded, he had already seen that the target distance was eighty meters on the screen.

"I'll try again. Hua Jitian rejected Li Cui's proposal.

Li Cui was speechless. She has seen a lot of competitive, reluctantly pretending to be a man like Hua Jitian. As a beginner, they are often self-righteous, do not follow the guidance of the coach, choose a hard bow with a high pound position, and then recklessly challenge the 60-meter target, or even the 80-meter or 100-meter target.

There was always only one result, off-target, constantly off-target, even if it was occasionally shot, it was blind.

Even if you are a genius, you have to practice constantly to perform well.

Hua Jitian thought about the trajectory of Fang Cai's arrow for a while, and probably knew it in his heart.

At this time, he did something that made Li Cui dumbfounded.

Hua Jitian adjusted the position of the target, not closer, but farther away.

One hundred meters.

Hua Jitian actually adjusted the target position to a hundred meters.

Before Li Cui could react, Hua Jitian had already caught the second arrow.

Open the bow like the moon.

Sou.

The arrow follows the path of the arrow and goes straight to the target.

From the surface of Hua Jitian, he seems to be confident, not at all like what he himself said, but he played with an earthen bow and arrow when he was a child.

Hua Jitian's movements were slightly jerky, but when the arrow was fired, his body and arms were as steady as a rock, and there were no flaws.

Is it in the middle or not in the middle?

Could it be that Hua Jitian in front of him is really an archery genius?

Li Cui's heart was beating wildly.

Burst. The arrow fell to the ground.

Not in.

The arrow misses the target again, and unlike the first one, this time the arrow is shot from above the target.

This result made Li Cui slightly disappointed.

However, Li Cui did not find that although the two arrows shot by Hua Jitian missed the target one by one, the two arrows were neither left nor right, and the trajectories of the two arrows were connected to form a fan, which happened to pass through the position of the ten rings of the arrow target.

Li Cui thought about the competition between Yang Liuer and Min Zihao, and was anxious to see it.

She saw that Hua Jitian was not at fault and basically would not hurt herself, so she was relieved.

As for whether Hua Jitian shot an 80-meter target or a 100-meter target, the result was the same, not hit.

"Be careful of the rebound of the bowstring, if it hits you, it hurts. You can play it yourself, and I'll go and see them play. Li Cui said.

Hua Jitian nodded: "Thank you, you can go, it's a critical moment to come over there to compete." I'll try two more times and go over and see as well. ”

Li Cui didn't look back and went to the place where Yang Liu'er and Min Zihao competed, and Hua Jitian was the only one left in the arrow path.

The rise of the flower pole skyshot, although he missed twice, he was not disappointed. After two arrows, he already knew the wind resistance of gravity and air.

He pulled out a third arrow from the quiver on the ground beside him.

Put the arrow on the string and open the bow.

Sou.

Syllable. A hundred meters away, there was a soft sound.

Hit.

No one reported the target.

Hua Jitian's eyesight is amazing, and he can see it himself without a telescope, which is a link.

But Hua Jitian was not surprised, as if he already knew that this was the result.

The fourth arrow, whoosh, snap.

One Ring.

Fifth arrow.

Or a link.

……

Tenth arrow.

Still a ring.

Hua Ji Tiantian was non-stop, and shot ten arrows in one go. Li Cui saw the first two arrows he shot, all of which missed the target.

After Li Cui left, Hua Jitian no longer missed the target, but eight arrows in a row, all of which were one link.

One Ring.

A magical ring.

You are one ring less than the second ring.

A pot of arrows, twelve, Hua Jitian shot ten, and there were two left.

Hua Jitian didn't seem to have any dissatisfaction with his eight arrows in a row.

He stooped down and drew the eleventh arrow from the quiver.

His arm is still very steady, and the Martial Dao, a subsystem of the Heaven Replenishing System, has been integrated into his bloodline, even if it is not opened, it will have no effect on him, and there is still a true qi rotation in his body.

It's still a full bow.

Syllable.

Right in the bull's-eye.

Ten rings.

Hua Jitian doesn't need to look at it, but he also knows that this eleventh arrow is the ten rings.

The last remaining arrow, the twelfth arrow, didn't seem to need to be shot again, even if it was shot well, it was only ten rings, but Hua Jitian bent down again and pulled out the twelfth arrow from the quiver.

He played with the twelfth arrow on the string, then the left hand holding the bow turned clockwise to the horizontal, while the right hand held the string in the backhand and turned it counterclockwise for half a turn.

The hands are reversed against each other.

As a result, the bowstring was wound around the end of the arrow for almost a circle.

Squeaks, tight bowstrings and bows that have begun to bend, make a sound.

The eighty-pound bow, which became heavier due to the shorter, tighter and heavier strings, was now at least one hundred and twenty pounds.

Hua Jitian began to draw the bow.

His movements were gentle and powerful, and he did not dare to be too violent, for fear of tearing the bowstring or breaking the bow, after all, an eighty-pound bow could bear more than one hundred and twenty pounds.

There was a breath of qi circulating in Hua Jitian's body, making Hua Jitian's body more stable and powerful. Hua Ji Tian knew that this was brought by the martial arts system, and this qi was also a proof that the martial arts system had been integrated into Hua Ji Tian's body. Even when the martial arts system is turned off, as long as Hua Ji Tian thinks about it, there will still be this qi flowing in the body.

Perhaps, this qi is the so-called true qi and internal force of the ancient Chinese warriors, Hua Jitian doesn't know if it's or not, and he doesn't care, as long as it's good.

Hua Jitian slowly opened the bow, and finally reached the state of full bow, fortunately, the quality of the bow body and bowstring was quite good, and they were not broken.

The true qi in the body slowly flowed to the right hand, and came out through the fingers, attaching to the long arrow, making the long arrow sharper and stronger.

At this moment, a plane flew by, and there was a buzz in the club. Thirty miles south of the archery club is the Whitewater Air Force Base, so there are often fighter planes taking off and landing nearby.

Whoosh, the long arrow in Hua Jitian's hand roared out.