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Chapter 417

Syllable!

A phantom shot out from under the eaves and nailed it to the target under the corner of the wall more than ten meters away, and the red heart in the middle penetrated a full third of the length, and the tail of the arrow buzzed and trembled. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wakaba wears a kendo costume issued by the archery department, holding a giant bow that stands up only half a head shorter than himself in his left hand, and does not wear a leather wrench to protect his fingers in his right hand.

With his eyes fixed on the target, he casually pulled out an arrow of more than a meter and a wooden blunt arrow from the quiver behind him and placed it on the bowstring.

The arm exerted force, the bow was like a full moon, the fingers were loosened, the bowstring was suddenly straightened, and the arrow was faster and stronger than the previous arrow, like a meteor crossing the sky, and the blink of an eye spanned a space of more than ten meters.

Syllable!

Burst!

The sound of the wooden pole striking and the sound of something being pierced sounded one after another, and there was still an arrow stuck in the center of the target under the corner, but for some reason it was more penetrated, and only a little tail feather remained outside at this time compared to before.

The other arrow is missing and missed?

The members of the archery club, including the head of the archery department and the third-year seniors, all looked at Wakaba in amazement, and they suspected that they were dazzled.

The second arrow actually hit the tail of the first arrow, and the first arrow pierced the target, and then the second arrow did not enter the tail, what precision and strength this is.

In comparison, the heavy rattan bow, which can be called the second treasure of the town, is actually pulled into a full moon by someone, which is not so eye-catching.

Wakaba turned a blind eye to the performance of others, and his face did not change his face to draw arrows, take arrows, draw bows, and let go!

Syllable!

There was another crisp sound of wooden poles clashing, this time there were no arrows on the target, and there was a small hole in the middle of the heart.

The sound of gasping for air sounded at the same time, as if it had been agreed.

The members of the archery club could no longer express their feelings in their hearts, and they knew very well what Wakaba's three arrows represented.

The arrow target of the archery department is made of strong straw rope, layered on top of each other, very dense and strong, and the defense is not as good as the wooden plank arrow target, but after the arrow is pulled out, the arrow hole will not be too obvious, and it can be reused, compared with the wooden plank arrow target that will be scrapped after a few times, it is more cost-saving.

Even so, ordinary wooden arrows can't pass through it, and the heavy wisteria bow is a large bow, and it goes without saying that it is powerful in itself, and it doesn't seem strange to be penetrated...

Who has ever seen a pervert where three arrows hit the same point, that hole is used to three arrows hitting at one point!

Wakaba glanced at the gasping crowd, flipped the big bow in his hand, and secretly said that a bunch of flowers in the greenhouse were making a fuss, and at a distance of only ten meters, Valme and Uncle Lem could do this even if they didn't have [Steel Daruf], and they could do it a few times with their hearts.

But then again, just a dozen meters, whether it's Val Mei or Uncle Lem, at this distance, the time for ordinary people to bend their bows and shoot arrows is enough for them to shoot, or engage in hand-to-hand combat.

It is no wonder that cold weapons will decline in the development of hot weapons.

Of course, the range of the heavy vine bow cannot be only so small, and the effective range of this kind of large bow is more than 300 paces, that is, it has a strong lethality at least 150 meters away.

If you keep a distance, the pistol is not enough to see at all, and it is inevitable that the ancient slow-firing musket will not be taken seriously by the rulers.

At that time, the only advantage of muskets was that anyone who could light a fire could use it, after all, it took a long time to train a skilled archer.

Ruoye's mind was full of thoughts, his hands were not slow, and the arrows shot out one after another, but he didn't use all his strength, at first he just wanted to try the limit of the heavy vine bow, and after understanding it, it was not necessary.

Besides, making a hole in the target is a normal attrition, and if you break the target completely, you will lose money...

It's so stingy from the village.

A sparrow flew over from outside the wall, Wakaba's eyes lit up, his hand grabbed back but it was empty, and when he turned his head, the quiver was empty, and the ten arrows had already been shot by him.

The sparrow had flown away in a moment.

Wakaba pursed his lips, suddenly feeling bored, there are pros and cons to the existence of [Steel Daruf], the advantage is that as long as any weapon is in his hand, he can easily enter the state of integration of man and machine that many people dream of.

The downside is that it will make Wakaba lose the fun of learning.

Even so, Wakaba had no intention of leaving the Archery Department, so his future days would be boring.

A young man wearing glasses, looking a little weak, and also wearing the costume of the archery department, walked up to Wakaba and said without saying anything:

"That, Wakaba-san..."

"What's the matter? Hayakawa-senpai. ”

Wakaba tilted his head slightly, this senior who looks a little thin and looks like an otaku, is actually the head of the archery department, a senior in high school, full name: Hayakawa Hidema, a somewhat feminine name, actually a master who won the fourth place in the national middle school archery competition...

Whether it's fourth place or in front of Wakaba, the word master always makes people feel inexplicably ironic.

"Participate in this year's National Middle School, no, National Youth Bow and Archery Competition!"

Hayakawa Hidema's somewhat sickly white face was flushed, and his eyes flashed with a fine light, and the whole person looked very excited.

Well, this senior's physical fitness is actually not very good, but don't underestimate his strength, the heavy rattan bow in Wakaba's hand was contributed by himself to the archery department, and the strength of the bow should be at least more than two hundred catties, that is to say, the physical fitness of a weak chicken is a ruthless stubble who can open bricks empty-handed.

As for having to kneel after opening the bow and pretending to be 13, I can't help but care too much about this.

If you can quickly get started with this big bow that is a bit unusual, there is the factor of [Steel Daruf], and this senior's rich knowledge of archery is also essential.

"Oh!

"What a great idea!"

"Wakaba-kun, go on!"

"Senior Brother Wakaba, take care of you!"

"Wakaba-senpai, come on!"

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After a brief stunned moment, the members of the archery department responded one after another, and they were impressed by the superb skills of this member who had just joined the department for less than two days and had actually touched the bow for no more than an hour.

These children actually have a fire in their hearts, just enter the first year of high school, forget about the little radish head, the members of the second and third years of high school as long as they are not bad have participated in the competition, and the fourth result of Hayakawa, the strongest last year, is really angry.

This year, there is the main force of the archery minister, and with the addition of Wakaba, the dark horse, they are full of hope for the competition.

Look at me, come on or something... I haven't said if I'm going to participate or not.