"Boom"

The rock fell to the ground, and a layer of sweat broke out on Meng Fan's forehead, and he looked at his arms, stunned. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This feeling of weakness is all too familiar.

Meng Fan realized that the injuries on his body had not really recovered, and to be precise, it should be that the side effects of red blood cell stimulants were still there.

The three-day state of weakness is still like nothing, until the body exerts strength, and it suddenly bursts out!

This weakness is deposited in the blood and flesh and needs time to be removed.

He pondered for a moment, and found that as long as he exerted his strength for more than ten seconds, a feeling of weakness would well.

Ten seconds is the limit of the current force.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

At the same time, thunderous applause erupted all around, and everyone shouted, "Good strength! ”

Li Yongwu was completely impressed by Meng Fan's hand, and said to him: "Meng Er's strong man has the power of a bull, admire it!" ”

The power of a bull is the power of a thousand catties.

Although Meng Fan only lifted a rock of 500 catties, Li Yongwu said this, and others couldn't find fault at all!

One hand is five hundred pounds, and two hands are thousands of pounds!

Meng Fan shook his head and said, "After only lifting for a while, I felt short of breath, and now I have no strength in my body." ”

Li Yongwu saw beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, and said disapprerovitically: "If I lift five hundred catties of rock, I will definitely be weak, the little strong man is too humble!" ”

Meng Fan smiled bitterly, he was so weak, but it was far more than the level of weakness, he had collapsed.

He was a little tired, but he didn't want to leave just like that, and wanted to see more of the level of human force in this world.

Meng Fan looked at Li Yongwu and said, "Commander Li, I heard that you shoot a good arrow, and I also see that you carry a bow every day, and you also shoot two arrows, let me open my eyes!" ”

He didn't mean anything else by saying this, but if he had said it a few minutes earlier, Li Yongwu would have felt provocative, but now he thought to himself: I must not be timid in front of him and lose my prestige.

"Okay, then I'll show my hand too, I hope the little strong man won't make fun of it."

Li Yongwu's bow and arrow and quiver were always carried with him, and he took out an iron arrow, watched the air for a moment, and lifted the arrow in vain.

"Whoosh"

The arrow disappeared in an instant, hitting a large bird gliding through the air dozens of meters in the air.

He took the arrow and shot it again, "whoosh-" three times in a row!

The big bird fell to the ground with four arrows stuck in its body, and the arrows pierced through the chest and abdomen, and it died no more!

"Good archery!"

Meng Fan's eyes lit up, there is no one else in this quasi-head, Li Yongwu is in the real world, he must be a proper marksman, and when he participates in the Olympic competition, he will inevitably stand out from the crowd and win the championship.

"General," Li Yongwu said modestly, proud in his heart, and glad that Meng Fan didn't ask him to play with the stone, otherwise he would really be ugly.

Archery is Li Yongwu's strength!

Meng Fan said: "Commander Li, if you can teach me this archery, I also want to learn." ”

"Huh?" Li Yongwu was stunned for a moment and said, "Haven't you learned archery?" Well, with the arm strength of a little strong man, it is naturally effortless to pull these three stone bows. ”

The bow force of a bow is the weight of the bow when the bow is fixed to the wall, and the weight is carried on the bowstring, which is the bow force when the string is stretched to perfection.

The iron tire bow made by Li Zhuang, the bowstring is made of ox hoof tendons as the material, one stone weighs one hundred and twenty catties (60KG), and the three-stone bow is three hundred and sixty catties.

With Meng Fan's arm strength, he should use a five-stone bow to shoot the king of all beasts!

Li Yongwu thought of the scene where the wolf king, the tiger king, and the wild boar king were shot to death, and he was extremely excited.

This kind of talent must be retained!

"With the power of a little strong man, even if it is to open the Seven Stone Divine Bow!" Li Yongwu flattered, and then said: "But I personally think that the five-stone bow is enough, the seven-stone bow is too heavy, and it will lose its strength after shooting three arrows, unless it has the power of two oxen, it can continue to shoot arrows." ”

"Give me a normal stone bow."

"Oh, too, since you want to practice your hands, naturally a stone bow is enough."

Li Yongwu waved his hand: "Come on, get me a stone bow." ”

......

After half a ring, someone took the bow, and Li Yongwu taught Meng Fan the method of archery.

Archery is nothing more than holding a bow in the left hand and hooking the string in the right hand, which is easy to say, but it will be difficult to do.

Traditional bows do not have a crosshair, and in order to accurately hit the target, in addition to visual aiming, it also depends on the experience cultivated by countless repeated training.

Compared with aiming, it is more important to practice archery movements, and if the movements are consistent, it will save effort and be fast, and the accuracy will naturally improve.

Meng Fan raised the bow for the first time, he thought that the standard of action was actually a cat and a tiger, but the shape was similar, but he did not know the essentials, he aimed at the target thirty meters away, pulled the bowstring full, and the arrow disappeared, I don't know where to shoot.

On closer inspection, the arrow deviated from the planned trajectory and shot diagonally 60 meters away, inserting itself in the grass.

At this point, if you want to go out to shoot prey, it is estimated that you can't even hit the fur.

Meng Fan was angry and shot a few more times, missing the target again and again, and if he wanted to hit accurately, he still had to go through a period of training.

Li Yongwu smiled beside him, "The little strong man doesn't have to be anxious, this martial arts practice still needs to be fed, and the practice of arrows naturally also needs experience accumulation, so you can't be in a hurry." ”

"yes." Li Yongyong said: "Archery is important, but long-distance shooting beasts, but it is not achieved overnight, I have been practicing since I was a child for ten years, and I dare not say that I can hit a hundred shots within fifty steps." ”

Li Yong on the side said: "Archery is really difficult to practice, and you still need a certain talent, unless you are like my eldest brother, who has practiced archery for a year, and there is no chance of a shot within a hundred steps." ”

"The third brother is exaggerating."

Li Yongwu shook his head and said: "Shooting a fixed dead target is not a skill, shooting a fierce beast in the mountains and forests, I can't do 100 shots." ”

The beast moves quickly, and there are trees as obstacles, if you want to hit, you need to grasp the opportunity, and the key is to be calm, otherwise the breath will be chaotic, and the arrow will lose its accuracy.... These are all empirical words, and we need to experience them firsthand.

"Little strong man, let's practice arrows slowly, don't be discouraged by this." Li Yongwu comforted.

Meng Fan nodded, the reason why he put down the bow was because he felt panting, although the one-stone bow was light, but it shot more than a dozen rounds in a row, and the feeling of weakness came again, and he had to rest for a while.

"Commander Li doesn't have to worry about me, I just want to rest for a while."

"Then I still have to urge those lepers to practice, so I won't accompany you first." Li Yongwu turned his head as he spoke, and a group of young people behind him who were watching the play and laughing immediately changed their faces.

"What do you see? Why don't you hurry up and practice your knives? Li Yongwu said in a deep voice: "Do you want me to go down and kick you one by one?" ”

Li Yongwu drove people away from the target area, and after walking away, some people began to talk about it, saying that "the little strong man is infinitely powerful, and he is not perfect, and his archery skills should be his defects", "I am a beginner in archery, and I can still shoot at a target 30 meters away......

Meng Fan's sense of hearing was sensitive, and he couldn't help but wonder, did he really have no talent for archery?

Thirty-meter target ....

He frowned in contemplation, waited until the weakness had passed, and came up with a solution!

...

...

The man's masculine shouts sounded again on the martial arts training ground

Hundreds of people were shirtless, dancing with broadswords in the hot sun, covered in sweat, full of muscles under the bronzed skin, and turning the broadswords with a cold glow.

The knife techniques they practice are simple and simple, only up and down, and there are only a few changes that come and go, although they are simple, they are practical.

When fighting with the enemy, you have to compete with your strength, and you have to slash wildly, and whoever is weak will die.

This is also suitable for fighting fierce beasts, stabbing and slashing with knives, all the way to the end!

In this style of play, strength determines everything, and whoever has the most strength can often survive.

Li Yongwu operated for a while, and then went to supervise the spear team, and there were only 30 people who practiced guns.

The gun is difficult to practice, and it requires a combination of strength and skill, so that the combat power of the gun person is correspondingly higher, he nodded, several of the people who practice the gun this year are quite talented, and they are likely to be the next hunters.

Li Yongwu then set his eyes on a quagmire, in which five people, wearing only a pair of shorts, were practicing empty-handed, wrestling, or punching.

These are the reserve of hunters, they are quasi-hunters, these few days of animal attacks have caused heavy losses to Zhuangzi, and in a few days, they will become official hunters and start hunting in the mountains.

Hunters need to master swordsmanship, marksmanship and fighting skills, archery skills must be proficient, in addition to learning tracking, concealment, position identification and other skills, these auxiliary skills seem to be chicken ribs, in fact, the most practical, otherwise into the mountain, empty force, or have to die.

Li Yongwu thought of Meng Fan again, and shook his head secretly, he could see that this person had no talent for archery, he was rigid in holding a bow, and he was not agile.

Thinking of the upcoming hunting season, Li Yongwu couldn't help but sigh, it would be difficult to fight Zhang Zhuang this year.

He turned his head suddenly, heard a noise from behind him, and immediately darkened his face.

"These stinky boys!"

The big sword team on the martial arts training ground began to lose their minds again, forming a group, constantly shouting and cheering, most of them were private fights.

"Who's fighting?" Li Yongwu pushed through the layers of crowds, and when he saw his second brother, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Big brother, are you here?"

"Ah Yong, you don't practice your gun well, what are you doing here?"

"What kind of guns are you practicing?" Li Yongyong said: "Look at the little hero, it's really a god!" ”

God?

Seeing Li Yongyong's eyebrows dancing, Li Yongwu suppressed the displeasure in his heart, and he looked ahead!

I saw that on the shooting range, Meng Fan shot an arrow with a bow and shot an arrow with a "whoosh", and everyone immediately cheered loudly.

The target twenty steps away in front of Meng Fan did not move at all, and the arrow did not know where to shoot, Li Yongwu's narrowed eyes gradually widened, revealing an unbelievable look!

What kind of archery is this?!!

The crowd shouted, "Little man, one more arrow." ”

"One more arrow!"

Meng Fan took the arrow and shot it again, the arrow passed through the target, and a round hole appeared in the very center of the target.

All the arrows he shoots pierce the heart!

"Big brother, this person is too powerful!" Li Yongyong was shocked and said: "He has shot no less than 20 arrows, all of them are 20 and 1!" ”

Twenty wears one!!

Li Yongwu's scalp was numb for a while, and he asked himself if he could shoot everything within twenty steps, but it was difficult to maintain this accuracy.

All the arrows are shot at the same point, which is naturally extremely difficult, but for Meng Fan, as long as the magnetic field is condensed into a beam and the arrows are guided by qi, the arrows are simply like an arm, and they can hit wherever they want!

As mentioned earlier, the magnetic field can calculate the orbit and predict the opportunity. Just like a basketball shot, you can instantly calculate whether you can hit the blue, the same reason, the arrow is also like a shot, as long as the angle and strength are calculated, and slightly calibrated, the arrow must be a miss!

After several tests, he had the bottom in his heart, and after condensing his qi as a bundle, he never missed again, and became a veritable marksman!

It's just that this accuracy can only be within 20 meters.

Meng Fan's current magnetic field is still five meters, condensed into a beam, and the limit is twenty meters.

"Meng Erxiao is really a god, he hits every shot, and he is extremely powerful!" Li Yongwu walked over, clenched his fists and said: "It's better to think that you are under the bottom, and you are willing to bow to the wind." ”

Meng Fan covered his headache and said, after a while, he said, "My arrow can only hit something within twenty meters, and it can only shoot twenty rounds, which is not as good as Commander Li." ”

Li Yongwu asked in surprise: "Can you guarantee that all twenty shots will hit, no matter how alive the creatures move?" ”

Meng Fan thought about it, as long as the magnetic field locked the bearing, it would definitely be a hit, he nodded and said, "Within twenty meters, it will be hit." ”

"Great, God help me!"

Li Yongwu hugged Meng Fan, his arms strangled him out of breath, "It's really the blessing of the ancestors, descend this strange man, this year's hunting season, our Li Zhuang will definitely win the championship!" ”

"Win the championship, win the championship!" Li Yongyong raised his arms and shouted, and everyone followed, looking at Meng Fan with a fanatical face.

In this year's hunting season, the prize is a low-grade spirit beast, which is enough to cause anyone crazy!!