Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Disagreement Is Like an Arrow
Another shot missed.
Li Changhuan was quite frustrated, he didn't believe in evil and took arrows one after another, firing several arrows in a row, but none of the arrows could hit the hare.
After the fifth arrow missed, he shook his head with a wry smile, doubting that he had a talent for archery.
"Brother Changhuan, look at me!"
Wang Yong's voice came, and I saw him pull the bowstring at will, open his bow and arrows, and shoot quickly, all the movements were smooth, and the whole process of shooting didn't even take half a second.
"Whoosh!" The sound of breaking through the air.
Next screen.
The hare had been nailed to the ground, motionless and dead on the spot!
"Brother Wang is good at archery!"
Yang Xi'er applauded.
Wang Yong turned around and said with a smile: "It's ugly." ”
Li Changhuan was silent, Wang Yong's archery skills are really good, with an arrow at will, and he didn't even aim much, he shot the hare with one arrow.
The whole process is relaxed and chic like the wind, as if it is a small thing that can be done casually with a raised hand.
Li Changhuan felt that it was necessary for him, a beginner, to learn from Wang Yong.
People who are good at archery in this era are still very popular.
Thinking of it, Li Changhuan stepped forward to humbly ask for advice, but Wang Yong did not hide it, and taught him how to open the bow, how to set up an arrow, how to aim, and how to shoot an arrow that is nine out of ten.
Li Changhuan is not a stupid person, after Wang Yong's careful guidance, he soon got a glimpse of the doorway, and shot an arrow, vaguely with a little accuracy.
At least there will be no more three arrows as before, two of which will not be able to find the north.
After another period of practice, Li Changhuan caught a crow hiding in the treetops with a knife.
He silently put on the arrow, pulled the bowstring full, and shot an arrow, feeling confident for no reason, and blurted out: "It's time to hit this time!" ”
As soon as the words fell, the arrow had already pierced the crow's belly, and the crow, who let out a terrible scream, fell straight down from the treetops.
Li Changhuan's first prey was born.
"Brother Changhuan, this crow is more difficult to shoot than a hare, I didn't expect you to shoot it to death with one arrow!"
Wang Yong clapped his hands and praised.
Li Changhuan waved his hand and said modestly: "It's just a fluke, let me do it again, I may not be able to win." ”
Wang Yong nodded, at first he also thought that Li Changhuan was a fluke.
However, after that, Li Changhuan seemed to have suddenly opened his mind, one arrow was more stable than the other, and one arrow was more accurate than the other.
The arrows shot, the arrows hit, the arrows did not miss, and often killed with one arrow, each time it hit the vital part of the prey.
"Brother Changhuan is amazing, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that you were drawing a bow for the first time, you wouldn't have deliberately hidden it before, right?"
Seeing that Li Changhuan shot a sparrow again, Wang Yong's eyes lit up and he said with a little surprise.
It's okay to shoot other prey, because those prey are slightly larger, and it can be barely said to be a fluke.
However, a little guy with small arms and legs, such as a sparrow, is the size of a palm, and a person who can hit with an arrow is definitely a real hard power.
By the skin of one's teeth?
Inexistent.
"Good luck, good luck, don't look at me like that, it's really lucky."
Li Changhuan smiled slightly and said humbly.
Wang Yong didn't believe it this time, other things might be able to blind him, but in the way of the bow and arrow, the person who could be able to get him was not born yet.
Outsiders look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway.
As a marksman who wears through Yang in 100 steps, Wang Yong is not only an insider, but also a leader among insiders.
Wang Yong can be sure that Li Changhuan's arrow is not missing, and it is definitely not any good luck!
Judging from Li Changhuan's confident posture with a bow and arrow, there is a good chance that he has mastered the knack of bowing and arrows.
The first time I played with a bow and arrow, I got the hang of it, and such a talent is really terrifying.
Wang Yong was very curious about how Li Changhuan did it, but before he could ask questions, a person suddenly rode a horse in the distance.
"Young owner, the second lady asked you to hurry over, and a big wild boar was found in front of you!"
A young man on horseback came to deliver the message.
Wang Yong nodded and said in a deep voice: "You lead the way in front, and we will rush over." ”
The young man on horseback led the order.
Wang Yong turned his head to Li Changhuan and said: "Brother Changhuan, you are really lucky, the first time you came to Houshan, you encountered good things, this wild boar is the most playful big guy in the mountain, do you want to compare with me, see who can shoot the big boar first?" ”
Li Changhuan was interested, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang's archery skills are unparalleled, but you want to bully me, a beginner?" I don't know what the jackpot is when I win? ”
Wang Yong pondered for a moment, and said: "I have a treasure bow called 'Houyi Shooting Sun Bow', this bow is a twelve-stone Xuantie strong bow, the maximum range can reach two miles away, if the Changhuan brothers can win, I will personally present this bow!" ”
Li Changhuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "If Brother Wang wins, what will he do?" I'm just a poor boy, and I don't have any treasures around me that can hold my hands. ”
Wang Yong smiled: "It's okay, if I win by luck, Brother Changhuan only needs to call me big brother." ”
"I won't do this, it's clear that you're taking advantage." Li Changhuan refused.
Wang Yong was a little surprised and asked, "What do you mean?" ”
Li Changhuan proposed: "The one who wins becomes the big brother, and the one who loses becomes the younger brother, how about it?" ”
Wang Yong smiled: "A gentleman's word." ”
"It's hard to chase a horse." Li Changhuan smiled slightly, full of confidence.
Then the crowd followed the young man on horseback to a ravine, where they saw a crowd of men and women armed with bows and arrows.
With just one glance, Li Changhuan suddenly found a familiar figure in this group of people.
"Husband, it's the same person last night."
Yang Xi'er obviously recognized the familiar figure, she quietly came to Li Changhuan's side and said in a low voice.
Li Changhuan nodded, but did not look at the familiar figure for too long, but fell his gaze on a bright and moving girl to the side.
It was a very eye-catching beauty, not very old, about twenty-eight years old, wearing a goose-yellow gauze skirt, and she looked lonely in the crowd of strong men.
After a closer look, this girl seems to be a little kind-faced, and her facial features are seven points similar to the handsome guy next to Li Changhuan.
She, could it be the so-called second miss?
Wang Yong's own sister?
Li Changhuan's guess was not answered, because no one introduced him.
Only Wang Yong could introduce everyone present, but he didn't take action, as soon as he arrived here, he said quickly: "Brother Changhuan, the competition has officially begun, you have to work hard, I will not show mercy." ”
Li Changhuan responded: "You just wait to be the little brother." ”
With that, he suddenly rushed out and went straight to the big wild boar in the ravine.
Wang Yong didn't expect him to be so polite, so he hurriedly grabbed his bow and arrows and followed.
Pig slaughter contest, begin!