Chapter 206: Throwing Arrows Appears
Yang Cheng's words really made everyone speechless, this guy is stupid, it's not bad if Shunjiang's qualifications are not violent, and he still wants to win others? Still saying such arrogant words? It sounds like a sarcasm.
Wang Liang and the others were also stunned, and they couldn't understand where Yang Cheng's confidence came from, and Xu Shang couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.
Fengtian's group of people were shocked and angry, this was completely a loss of face for them, it was simply a provocation! And in a fit of anger, the unkind words blurted out: "Damn, you Shunjiang still want to win our Fengtian?" It won't be possible in the next life! β
If it weren't for this, the students in Shunjiang might still think that Yang Cheng was a clown, but at this time, the words of the Fengtian team members angered them.
"Fart, what kind of thing is Feng Tian?"
"This is Lao Tzu's territory, it's your turn to be presumptuous, and then BB will break your legs!"
"Archery department, if you don't win today, you will commit suicide en masse!"
Although the students feel hopeless in their hearts, how can they bear the bullying of their schools? A few good people even wanted to rush up to do it, if they hadn't been forcibly stopped by a few teachers, I am afraid that the scene would not be easy to clean up.
And this situation made Fengtian's guys scared, I had heard that Shunjiang's atmosphere was hard enough, but I didn't expect it to be so unbearable, they had to risk their lives to play a friendly match.
"That's enough."
Chen Fengqin finally put on the appearance of the boss and said to Fengtian's team members: "No matter what others do, you all have to show the best level." I've reminded you all that I've lost to Shunjiang's captain in New World before, and that's true. If you despise other people's venues and the quality of your bows, you'll probably have to keep your heads down when you lose. β
There is no shame in losing to a strong team, but losing to a team like Shunjiang is simply unthinkable, and Chen Fengqin did not hesitate to bring out his own failure experience to remind them once again not to capsize in the gutter.
Because I can't afford to lose.
In fact, Chen Fengqin didn't think that she would lose, but as long as she remembered the scene in the 100-person slashing competition that day, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, even if she came to Yang Cheng to take revenge today, she still had to let everyone be careful.
In the face of Chen Fengqin, Fengtian's team members were quite obedient, and they were obviously polished out of discipline by Chen Fengqin. It's just that on the surface, only they know what they think in their hearts.
The game started quickly, except for Yang Cheng on Shunjiang's side, everyone else could obviously see that their legs were shaking, and the one who trembled the most was Wang Liang.
"Ryoko, you can't hold it back?" Yang Cheng asked.
"No...... No, I've just never competed and I'm a little nervous. Wang Liang said hesitantly.
Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment, indeed, Wang Liang didn't pay attention to it at all when he was in the sports school, and no one competed with him, so he always trained alone. So much so that after three years of being a classmate, Yang Cheng actually had a very shallow impression of him, as if there was no such person.
This is his debut, and nervousness is inevitable, but Yang Cheng can also see that he is more excited. The look in his eyes, and the rhythm of his breathing, showed that he was preparing to enjoy.
For a person who is congenitally deficient, being able to persist for three years without being discouraged is in itself worthy of recognition. This guy's love for archery is by no means below him, or even beyond, and as long as such a person puts him on this path, nothing can stop him.
Congenital deficiencies? That's not a problem at all.
"Come on, you shoot the first fixed target."
"Huh? I?! Wang Liang was shocked, Yang Cheng was the first to send him.
Yang Cheng said with a smile: "The momentum of the other party is too strong, and it needs to be suppressed, this task will be handed over to you, and only you can do it." β
"Brother Cheng......"
In archery, a fixed target is the easiest game, but it is no less important than a flying target. Because in this game, if there is a gap in the skills of the players on both sides, the score difference will often be very large, and it is not easy to chase behind, and this will greatly affect the mentality and momentum of the whole team.
So unless it's to hone a newcomer, or if you don't take your opponent seriously at all, you will have a playful attitude in the first game, otherwise you will definitely send a strong player.
And Yang Cheng asked Wang Liang to be the first to go up, which was obviously a kind of trust, which suddenly made Wang Liang's eyes red, nodded heavily, and then didn't say a word, and went on the field with a bow.
Yang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to himself, "Let them see your arrow-throwing style." β
At this time, in order to show the momentum of the school, the students of Shunjiang cheered for Wang Liang loudly. It's just that although it is a positive meaning, the language is too vulgar, and those words made Feng Tian and the others silent, "What kind of school did we come to?" β
Although there are several Fengtian team members and people from Shunjiang who have scolded each other in the game, compared to them, these students on the scene are even more dirty, and the people in the sports department are still somewhat taller.
Feng Tian sent a boy who looked relatively strong, and the bow in his hand looked like a strong bow, and he was obviously a strength-type player. Compared with Wang Liangyi, who was weak, it was too distinct, so vivid that even the cheering sound of Shunjiang gradually fell silent.
"Hey, Four Eyes, do you want me to let you have a few arrows?"
Shunjiang's students are not good-looking characters, but Wang Liang obviously does not belong to that category, and he looks honest, which also makes this boy a lot easier, and even ridiculed.
It's a pity that Wang Liang ignored him, just staring at the arrow target seventy meters away with bright eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Hey, pretending idiot."
The boy pursed his lips, very dissatisfied with Wang Liang's attitude, and planned to shock this kid later, so that he could know what the gap was.
"Hey, it's not good, who are those four eyes in our school, it looks like it's weak."
"Isn't it, look at the opponent's physique, it's not a grade."
"I think it's very likely that I will be raped, so I'd better go back to the dormitory and sleep when the time comes, so as not to be embarrassed here."
"It makes sense, but I can't stand it at all."
The students in Shunjiang whispered, although they shouted loudly just now, almost everyone was very pessimistic at this time, and they just hoped that they would not be beaten too badly. And at this time, the sound of the command sounded.
Sou.
The two arrows flew out one after the other, but to everyone's surprise, it was Wang Liang who was the faster.
"Throw the arrow!"
The Fengtian team members were all waiting to see the joke, because Wang Liang didn't draw his bow before the order sounded, and he was obviously distracted. But at this time, they were all stunned, and many of them had their jaws dropped.
Throwing arrows is a very advanced skill, even Yang Cheng can't master it well, let alone ordinary college students, and at this time, it is not surprising to see this seemingly weak Shunjiang team member use throwing arrows?
"No......"
Chen Fengqin also stared at her, which made her already big eyes look more beautiful, which was really unexpected to her, is Shunjiang a school where elites gather? In addition to Captain Shunjiang, who won her once, there is actually such a great god!
But soon, she breathed a sigh of relief, because Wang Liang's arrow only shot 4 rings without anyone disturbing her.
"Scared me, this little boy doesn't seem to be able to control it well. But even so, it should not be underestimated, and it is quite remarkable to be able to throw this kind of Cheng dΓΉ arrow. β
Feng Tian's students had different expressions at this time, but no matter what they were thinking, they finally put away their contempt for the Shunjiang archery team a little, even if the number of rings of the opponent's arrow was not ideal. And the boy who was competing with Wang Liang also had a shaky face, and he was also shocked.
His first arrow was a direct shot at the bull's-eye, and he didn't play any tricks, so his score was 10 rings, far ahead of Wang Liang. But now he was a little worried, because he didn't know how to intercept Wang Liang's arrow next, because throwing the arrow could not be predicted at all, in case the opponent only made a mistake this time, but actually had the ability to interfere with him, then wouldn't he have to kneel?
When he was worried, Wang Liang looked quite disappointed, the results of the 4th ring were indeed too cold, after all, no one intercepted and interfered.
"Don't be nervous, just play at your normal level!" Yang Cheng shouted at this time.
Wang Liang nodded gratefully, and exhaled at the same time, as if adjusting his state. The boy next to him suddenly felt a little flustered at this time, and even couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"Damn, that arrow just now really missed because of nervousness. That's right, how can a person who can throw arrows shoot only 4 rings? It's over, what do I do next? If I lose, what face do I have to face my hometown parents again? β
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Wang Liang again, although at this time Wang Liang's expression was still staring at the arrow target, like an idiot, but in the eyes of this boy, it was different.
"He must be looking for my arrows! Bastard, look so carefully, the next arrow will definitely hit me, I must be careful. The boy thought as he wiped the sweat from his hands.
If Feng Tian loses to Shunjiang, it will be a big joke, and this will invisibly become a kind of pressure.
The results of stress vary from person to person, some people will use it as motivation, while others can overwhelm him, so that he can't perform at a tenth of his normal level, which one is this boy?
Soon, the second arrow began.
Wang Liang's state this time is indeed better than the last time, the arrow shot is obviously much more stable, and the result is also very satisfactory, 8 rings.
On the other hand, the boy didn't know why, but he only shot 6 rings. And this result also made Wang Liang stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the boy, with a puzzled look in his eyes.
As soon as the boy came into contact with Wang Liang's gaze, he immediately avoided it, and said secretly in his heart: "I really didn't guess wrong, he really wanted to stop me, but fortunately I avoided it." But he's also really powerful, intercepting the empty gun and shooting 8 rings, not to be underestimated. β
Seeing the opponent wiping his sweat over there, Wang Liang became more and more confused, but he was not affected by this, and at this time he focused on the arrow target in front of him, trying to make a deep impression of the arrow path in his mind, hoping that the next arrow could shoot a better number of rings.
Very simple thoughts.