Shichiro was already eager to try.

"Okay, I'll try."

In the field, the short young man was overjoyed when he saw the strong man missing.

He wanted to withdraw the longbow, but the strong man glared at the bull's eye and shouted, "Come again!" ”

"Again?"

The strong man gasped heavily, and said with a loud voice: "I don't accept it!" Again! ”

The short young man was relieved this time. The previous strong man had enough strength, but he could only pull away fifty percent. Now that my strength is declining and discouraged, I will give away money for nothing if I try again!

The short young man said, "It's okay to come again, but I have to pay ten more coins." ”

"The silver is in your hand, what are you talking about?!" The strong man roared, foamed at the mouth of his hands, and tried again with his bow.

Again and again, again and again, and again and again, and again and again, and again and again.

Strong men just have brute force and don't know how to draw a bow. After repeated attempts, my strength became weaker and weaker.

The onlookers also gradually switched from cheering for the strong man to watching jokes.

In the laughter of everyone, the strong man's spirit was even weaker. Nearly ten attempts, but each time it pulled smaller and smaller.

"What a bird bow ......" The strong man lost half a tael of silver, and he was not in the mood to try again.

The short young man took the money, took out a large pile of fruit, and gave it to the strong man.

If a strong man loses someone, how can he be in the mood to eat any fruit. He didn't take the fruit, blushed, squeezed out of the crowd, and walked away amid the laughter of the people.

The short young man is also quite reputable. The strong man did not want the fruit, so he gave it all to the onlookers. "Come on, come on, taste it, this is the fruit planted by Brother Xia and Bu himself, it is crispy and delicious."

The onlookers ate the fruit in vain and begged for the short young man.

"Hey, I said, can someone pull your bow?"

"Of course!"

"But, so many people tried, why didn't any of them pull away?"

Doubts have also been raised. "Didn't you do something with your bow?"

"Wow!" As if insulted, the short young man handed the longbow to the crowd and argued, "Take a closer look, and see what you have done?" ”

"We don't know how to use a bow, so how can we tell if we are doing it or not."

The short young man was anxious to argue, but the onlookers did not believe him. The short young man was alone, and he was accused of being a manipulator, and there were many of them.

Even if the short young man was eloquent, he couldn't explain it clearly for a while, and his face turned red in a hurry.

Shichiro was upright and could see it clearly, so he stepped forward and said, "This bow is indeed not done with hands and feet. ”

The short young man was happy to see Shichiro speaking for him. "Or does this little brother have eyesight, do you want to come in and try it?"

Before Shichiro could answer, Jiang Ping pushed him in.

"Then I'll try?"

Shichiro is known for his strength, but Shichiro has a small skeleton and does not look very strong from the outside.

The strong man can only pull away fifty percent, and the short young man naturally doesn't pay attention to Qilang.

The short young man handed the longbow to Shichiro.

Shichiro didn't take the bow, reached into his arms, and was about to pay for it, but found that all the money on his body had been used up to buy food.

Shichiro just spoke for the short young man, and the short young man was also quite righteous. said: "This little brother has eyesight and doesn't take your money." ”

Qilang was about to express his gratitude, but Jiang Ping on the side handed over the money.

"No! This money, you have to take it! ”

Jiang Ping handed over the money, turned his head and whispered to Qilang with a wicked smile: "After paying the money, if you pull the bow, he can't go back!" ”

Shichiro took the longbow and shook it, smacking his tongue.

This bow is too heavy!

Shichiro has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is very proficient in all kinds of weapons.

Bows and arrows are the skills that must be refined by border soldiers. It's just that Shichiro is more accustomed to carrying a gun and riding a horse, trapping into battle to kill the enemy, and rarely using a bow and arrow.

This iron-tired copper-stringed bow is by no means comparable to an ordinary longbow. Even if Shichiro is as powerful as him, he is not absolutely sure that he can fill it up.

Qilang is usually giggling, and he looks like a hanger.

But at this time, it looks very serious.

He held the longbow in his left hand and put the bowstring on his right hand, but he was not in a hurry to pull the string.

Almost all of them are not optimistic about Shichiro.

And the most nervous is Jiang Ping. His tiger skin vest and red fox fur collar can all fall on Shichiro.

Jiang Ping was nervous, but he didn't dare to speak out, for fear of distracting Shichiro. But he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Yuwen Chengdu. "Little brother Yuwen, seventh brother, okay?"

"Okay."

In the middle of the field, Shichiro took a deep breath.

Suddenly, take a big step to the right with your right foot, lunge with your right leg, and straighten your left leg!

At the same time, the arms are fighting!

"Ga ......"

Longbow, rattle! attracted the onlookers, all of whom held their breath and stared.

Even under the camphor tree, the sleepy strong man, hearing the rattling sound, couldn't help but lift his hat slightly and glance at it.

Shichiro didn't make much effort, and the longbow was already fifty percent open!

"Wow......"

"Divine power!"

Everyone exclaimed.

Jiang Ping hurriedly waved his hands, anxious and did not dare to speak loudly, so that the onlookers would be silenced in order not to affect Qilang.

Shichiro is quite spiritual and very intelligent in martial arts.

Although he pulled out the five long bows, he didn't dare to be careless.

The further back you pull this hard bow, the more laborious it is. It can even be said that every part of the back is twice as much effort as pulling the front one percent apart.

The strong man before, if you talk about brute force, may not lose to Shichiro. But he didn't know how to use skill, and he didn't know how to use a bow.

Relying only on brute force, deadlifting and hard pulling, the more you get later, the more weak your strength is.

Shichiro pulled slowly, but more calmly.

Hold your breath and just use the power of your arms to cast slowly.

The divine power gradually poured into the longbow, and the bowstring became tighter and tighter, as if it was about to break at any moment!

Onlookers unconsciously held their breath.

And the short young man didn't expect Shichiro to have such divine powers. He opened his mouth wide and stared at Shichiro in a daze. I don't know if he's cheering for Shichiro or if he's worried about losing the skin.

The longbow opened little by little......

"Ga ......"

Finally!

The longbow is fully open, shaped like a full moon!

And Shichiro, with his legs stretched on the right and left, holding the longbow obliquely, his posture is so chic that he can enter the painting!

"...... Uproar"

Full, boiling!

"Chirp, chirp......" Jiang Ping was so happy that his eyes, nose and mouth were crowded together, waving his small fists, jumping around.

"Shoot copper coins!"

"Win the tiger skin!"

Everyone shouted, but Shichiro had a serious expression. He himself knew very well that it was his limit to pull this iron-tired copper string bow. If you want to shoot calmly, you have to shoot a small copper coin, and it is impossible.

"Bang...... Buzz ......"

Shichiro let go of the bowstring and stepped up. took a long breath, and between his eyebrows, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

But Shichiro was proud, but he didn't get carried away, holding the iron bow in both hands, and returning the short young man.

Shichiro loves to brag, but not blindly. He knows very well that at this time, no blow is better than blow!

The more humble you are, the better the results.

"It's ugly."

Shichiro's move immediately drew a burst of cheers.

The short young man did not give up. Hurriedly took the red fox skin and presented it to Shichiro.

Jiang Ping hurriedly took it, and said to Qilang unwillingly: "Seventh brother, brother, I still want that tiger skin...... brother"

The strong man under the camphor tree had already stood up at this time. took off the hat and said, "This brother is amazing, why don't you try it?" ”

Shichiro hurriedly waved his hand.

In the crowd, there was one person who was already angry! (To be continued.) )