Chapter 41 Mathematics Creates the Impossible

The wind in the school field rolled up the dust, Su Liuyu looked at the arrow target with his eyes, and touched the crossbow in the sleeve of the cuff of his left hand.

She untied her sleeve, and with a crunch, the crossbow in her sleeve tied to her forearm unraveled.

The bow was covered with cold iron, and the arrow body was hung with a splendid bag, except for the spontaneously installed arrows, the remaining few were in the bag.

This little object attracts everyone's attention.

"What is this?"

"He's not going to shoot a target with this, is he?"

"I'm laughing to death, how thick and heavy that target is, can this shoot through?"

The people in the White Deer Academy didn't dare to speak loudly, but just lowered their heads and whispered.

Su Liuyu did not have the restlessness in the field.

"Ten meters, lost in vain." She repeated.

When the last word fell, the arrow left the string, and it cracked with the wind, like a tearing wind.

"Smack-" landed on the target steadily, and there was a buzz.

"Ten meters, white loss, medium."

The priest roared, and the sound exploded on the school ground, like thunder.

What the?

It's really hit!

How can it be?

"Twenty meters, Sanlian!" Su Liuyu didn't care about the surroundings, her eyes were focused and serious.

Participation.

Put a arrow in front, and the last three arrows go in a row, and the arrows belong to each other, if the beads are connected!

She's going to to Shenlian!

Lose your marbles!

The crowd now forgot even about their surprise.

Of course, Su Liuyu was not crazy, she took out her sleeve arrow from the brocade bag, the iron ornament was loaded in the firing bag, and her hand was raised steadily.

Her jade-colored skin was delicate and exquisite, she pursed her lips slightly, and her index finger flipped the switch.

The three detachment feather arrows were sent out at the same time, and all the students saw three flying out with dark afterimages.

"Twenty meters, Shenlian, middle."

"Retreat! Thirty meters, 剡Note! ”

Return!

Thirty meters, what is that concept? Not only must the arrow shoot steadily, but also grasp the crosshairs according to the wind direction, not to mention that your small arrow is light and fluttering, this thirty meters distance, it is strange that it does not land!

And that's a bet.

It is said that the arrow is sick, the aiming time is short, and the arrow is released and hit.

When an arrow is placed on a string, it must be shot, are you a man of God?

There was a roar in the hearts of the people.

The prefectural magistrate didn't know why he stood up at this time.

Even the other college deans gathered around the audience.

Everyone didn't speak, as if holding their breath, looking at the young man, not sparing an inch.

took out another iron arrow, and Su Liuyu's heart calmed down.

Don't worry about the range, because this small crossbow arrow is up to a range of 150 meters, but to shoot a note, it must require skill.

She closed her eyes.

Feel the wind and calculate the wind speed.

According to the conventional feather arrow, this wind speed must fall halfway, and even if it lands on the target, it will no longer be above the crosshair.

But she's a crossbow!

The range is high, the speed is fast, and such a wind speed is completely fine.

She quickly reloaded into place.

"Whoa—"

"Thirty meters, note! Waiting! The voice of the master was trembling with excitement.

That's a bet! Who is the man of God?

"Drink—"

Again!

The county order couldn't stand anymore, and stepped directly onto the platform.

He was in a hurry, he didn't even step on the low ladder, and his body was slightly unstable when he went up.

It's just that he didn't care about these at all, but approached Su Liuyu and looked at the crossbow arrow in her hand curiously.

What the hell is this?

He was shocked in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface, for fear of disturbing the little boy.

He listened to the young man speak again, his voice crisp and confident: "Forty meters, Xiangqi!" ”

Xiang ruler, you have to shoot a 40-meter Xiang ruler!

After Su Liuyu finished speaking, she stepped back a foot, and the distance increased significantly.

She didn't give everyone time to speak, but she just shot out chic and neat, with a fruit and a firm belief.

"Retreat again, fifty meters, Jingyi!"

She said.

Almost at the same time as she spoke, there was no deterrent effect in the voice of the priest.

Fifty meters, wells, four arrows are coherent, all hit the target!

Four arrows in a row!

Coherent!

White Deer Academy has swallowed all the words just now in his stomach.

They looked at the people on stage, and all they could think of was a sentence from before she took the stage.

"If I want to win, I can win."

I see!

At that time, I only looked down on her incompetence, but it turned out that in the eyes of that person, it was they who were inadequate.

"I've withdrawn from the competition, no matter what the result is, it will not be used as a match score, you don't have to worry."

She turned back and said that this was what it meant.

Inexplicably, the people who were still stirring up trouble just now only felt that their faces were hot and they were speechless to face it.

It's just that no one cares about White Deer Academy.

In the eyes of the onlookers, from the initial sarcasm, to the shock of vain, to the surprise of Sanlian, and then to the excitement of this ruler!

Invisibly, they forgot about the discussion.

There was only a desire in his eyes for the imminent ejaculation of the well.

At this time, the priest had already walked fifty meters away.

The little boy's figure was a little thinner.

Short, thin, and thin, a small one, but it gave him the first time he gave birth to worship.

"There is just the last arrow left, Lord Prefectural, my arrow is more expensive, I'll return it to me later." Su Liuyu looked at the county order's focused appearance, and said with a smile.

"That's fine, are you ready?" The voice of the county order is also faintly urgent.

"Okay." Keep it short and direct.

The four crossbow arrows were placed in the crossbow trough, and Su Liuyu was extremely glad that Carpenter Wang had added a few more crossbow arrows to himself this time.

These days, in order to make these crossbow arrows come in handy, she deliberately changed them, using the concept of Zhuge Liang's invention of Yuan Rong in Shu.

But there are also four at most, and if there are more, it will not work.

If it's not a crossbow in the sleeve, you can add a few more.

"Don't talk, you're going to, you're going to."

When Su Liuyu raised his hand, he didn't know who said excitedly.

Song Yanzhi turned his head and looked at the one who spoke.

He remembered that he was the one who had just taken the lead in the taunt.

At this moment, there was no jealousy in his eyes, the kind of look he had only seen on the faces of his few admirers.

But now, that's true of almost everyone in the room.

Warm, excited, adored!

"Fifty meters, Jingyi." Su Liuyu took a deep breath and silently shouted in her heart.

"Whoa—"

Four iron arrows shot out like the sound of cracking the sky.

Everyone held their breath, their palms clenched, and dense sweat oozed!

"Fifty...... Fifty meters! In the well instrument! ”

Si Gui looked at the target, his heart fluttered, and it took a while to find his voice, and he hurriedly prepared to report the target, but found that the muscles in his throat couldn't help but tremble because of excitement.

The words blurted out were also a little unstable.

"In the well! Fifty meters of wells, medium! ”

He ran forward a few long steps, and shouted again, for fear that the people over there would not hear clearly.

Roar –

The words of the rules exploded in the crowd.

Suddenly, a burst of passionate madness erupted in the crowd.

"Su Liuyu, your uncle, is too powerful."

"Lao Tzu's palms are sweaty, and he is really happy."

"In the end, Su Liuyu's Jingyi is too handsome, I think the county magistrates are all excited to death."