Chapter Ninety-Eight: A Thousand Arrows [Second Update]
The hunter training ground is located on the other side of the river behind the ancient castle, there is an extremely wide meadow, and at this moment there are five figures standing on the side of the grass, drawing bows and shooting arrows, and the target is positioned at a distance of 100 meters. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The five men were four men and one woman, and each was accompanied by two men dressed as servants, handing arrows or tea.
At this time, the young man came to the venue and clapped his palms. The five men suddenly stopped and looked over.
"I'm going to introduce you to a new companion, or your future senior." With a smile on his face, the young man pointed at Du Dian and said, "His name is Du Dian and he will train with you from today on." ”
The five of them immediately looked at Du Dian, and the first impression in their hearts was that they were beautiful, and the second was quiet.
"Instructor He, he's a newcomer, how can he be our senior?" One of the white-skinned teenagers frowned.
The young man smiled slightly, and said: "Dean used to be a scavenger, he accidentally got the magic mark, he is already a veritable hunter, what he lacks is only professional skills, he will graduate after studying here for one year, and he will naturally be your predecessor in the future, unless, you can complete your training before he graduates." ”
The five of them were a little surprised, including the white-skinned young man who had spoken before, and they couldn't help but look at Du Dian a few more times.
The young man led Du Dian to an empty rack and said, "This is your position, given that you are a hunter, today's training is a thousand bronze bow archery, when it will be completed, when it will be over, don't think about delaying it until tomorrow, then you will never be able to eat dinner." ”
Du Dian nodded, indicating that he understood, he had seen the cruelty outside the wall, the purpose of his training was not simply to complete the task, but to improve himself as the goal, no matter what the task set by this young instructor, he would exhaust himself to the extreme!
"The distance of each arrow must exceed the line under the target position, and you will not be required to hit the target of a hundred arrows in the first seven days, but the number of a thousand arrows must not be less!" The young instructor changed his previous easy-going attitude and said coldly.
Dudian nodded.
The young instructor had apparently made arrangements, and there were also two servants standing in front of this vacant rack, and as the young instructor waved his hand, one of the servants laboriously handed the bow and arrows on the rack to Dudian.
Dudian took it, and the hand was heavy, similar to the bow he had used to test his talent, but it was nothing to him, and he immediately bent his bow and arrow, aimed at the target, and began to shoot.
The young instructor watched from the sidelines, and after watching for a while, he seemed to feel bored, so he said to Du Dian: "If you need anything, just tell the two of them, they are the servants who are in charge of your training." ”
Dudian nodded slightly, and continued to bend his bow and arrows.
The initial training of the hunter is to shoot arrows repeatedly to improve the accuracy of the bow and arrow, after all, this is the hunter's main attack method, when hunting with his companions, he may often make a mistake because of the deviation of an arrow, resulting in the tragic death of his companions under the claws of monsters, so the hunter's requirements for accuracy are almost to the point of perversion!
Next to Du Dian was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, who couldn't help but look at Du Dian curiously while shooting arrows, wanting to see how powerful the real hunter who mastered the magic mark was.
Soon, the young man was disappointed, Du Di'an's archery level was worse than him, and the target position at a distance of 100 meters did not hit more than ten arrows once, and all of them missed the target, but the distance was quite far.
"It seems that the hunter is nothing more than a strong physique, nothing special." The young man secretly said in his heart, and he no longer paid attention to Du Di'an, and continued his archery training.
Du Dian repeatedly took the arrow, shot again and again, and with each arrow, as dozens of arrows were fired, he gradually felt that he had mastered some shooting sensations, such as the angle of aim, the deviation from the actual position about the distance, and the angle change caused by the strength of the shot.
In the old days, it was extremely difficult to be able to shoot at a 100-meter target, but Du Dian and these five trainee hunters were not ordinary people in the old era, and Dudian needless to say, these five trainee hunters could pull such a heavy bow, and they were naturally people who had received the blessing of God.
You know, the heavier the bow, the more powerful it is, and the advantage of being strong is that in addition to being able to shoot farther, the accuracy will be higher!
The closer you shoot, the easier it is to hit, and the fundamental principle is that it is strong!
"Ordinary people's hunting bows, shooting fifty meters will weaken the force, the arrow slides, and there is a slight deviation due to the influence of the air current, but for this kind of heavy bow in my hand, the distance of eighty meters is like ten meters, and the arrow is still in full swing, in other words, the stronger the tension of the bow, the farther it will be shot, it seems that I will get a good bow in the future!" When Dudian groped for the feeling of shooting, he also thought about his future plans.
Sou! Sou! Sou!
He kept setting up arrows and shooting, and the movements were single and repeated, and when the arrows in the basket were finished, the servants beside him would help to reload them.
When shooting two hundred arrows, Du Di'an's target rate has increased significantly, basically two out of ten arrows can hit, after all, his own physique is high, once he is proficient, the target rate will increase rapidly.
However, the target is just a simple entry into the industry, and if you want to go further, the difficulty is tenfold!
When the young man next to him was resting, he had no intention of catching a glimpse of Du Di'an's target, and he was stunned for a moment, there were more than thirty arrows inserted on the target, densely packed, and just now in this moment's effort, he only shot one hundred and sixty arrows, even if Du Di'an is faster than him, the gap is not big, so calculated, this target rate is not low, although it can't be compared with him, but at least there is hope to meet the training requirements of young instructors.
"Change the target." Dudian said.
One of the servants immediately changed into a black iron suit and cautiously ran over to change his target.
After the target was changed, Dudian continued to draw his bow and shoot arrows.
With a bang, the arrow hit the target.
Dudian shot another arrow, and with a bang, hit the target again.
Dudian continued to shoot.
Soon, five out of ten arrows hit, although three of the arrows were on the outermost edge of the target, and they almost missed the target, but the results were already good.
Dudian thought of the walking corpse outside the wall, narrowed his eyes, and took the target position as a standing walking corpse pestle, and the red heart as its head, pulled up his bow and arrows and continued to shoot non-stop.
After firing four hundred arrows in a row, Dudian felt that his arm was so sore that he had to stop to rest and wait for his arm to recover a little before he continued to shoot.
Soon, at dusk, the sun sets in the west.
Du Dian had already shot eight hundred arrows, and after shooting five hundred arrows, his hit rate dropped instead, and the soreness of his arm made it impossible for him to maintain stability.
At this time, the five apprentice hunters next to him had already completed their respective tasks, and after saying hello to Dudian, they left separately.
Du Dian stood in front of the sunset, his face was dripping with hot sweat, gritting his teeth and kept shooting, every time his arm was extremely sore, a voice would appear in his heart, and he kept persuading him to stop and rest, every time, he deliberately remembered the walking corpse outside the wall, that hideous appearance, and the helpless feeling when being chased, and then a blood boiling power would rise in his heart, and he continued to shoot.
Inertia is innate, but persistence is self-choice.
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