8 seconds!

When the number was read out by Mars, the scene suddenly became a little quieter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was some surprise on people's faces, but more worry, although this result was three seconds less than that of the witch, but you must know that the other party had all six shots.

The rules of winning and losing are based on the hit rate first, and if you lose in this area, it is useless to have a short time.

This time there was no need for anyone else, and Mars, as the referee, consciously got up from his seat to check John's shooting results.

"Six pieces of wood, each with two bullet holes."

Mars's powerful voice came like a spark that detonated an oil drum, and the whole garden exploded in an instant.

Not far away, the black servants and white hired men who were attracted by the duel let out a burst of enthusiastic cheers, jumping and jumping, constantly expressing their respect to the eldest young master.

In 8 seconds, six shots were fired in a row, and the gun hit the target.

It's not marksmanship anymore, it's a miracle.

Tonight's competition was so exciting that they even decided in their hearts that they would hold such a competition in their free time in the future.

Gretel's face was unwilling, his teeth clucked, and his deep eyes stared straight at the six pieces of wood in the distance, the witcher's vision was far beyond ordinary people, and he could naturally see two bullet holes side by side on the six pieces of wood.

Lost!

As a witcher, he actually lost to the useless rich young master in marksmanship.

I feel so uncomfortable that I want to go crazy.

Hansel walked up and patted his sister on the shoulder,

"Don't think about it, it's just a competition, and it's not a complete loss."

"I understand!" Gretel looked up, his eyes were sharp, and said, "In the next competition, I won't give him any chance." ”

"Yes, that's the Gretel I'm familiar with! Do a good job, no matter what, I'm on your side. ”

Hansel handed the long wooden box in his hand to his sister and turned back to the dining table, but his somewhat sloppy face was not at all relaxed at this time.

Two of the four games were tried, and the score was 1 to 1.

In fact, it should be regarded as two to one, and in the field of painting, Gretel, who has never even touched the brush, is definitely not the opponent of the other party.

In other words, in these four games, she has no chance of winning, and she can only fight for a draw.

The consequence of a short period of continuous shooting was that the hands were extremely sore for a short time, and the left thumb even had a swollen bag, but compared to the result, this is nothing.

With a smile on his face, John walked up to Gretel, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, the smile was subtle but not leaky, and the smile with a little restraint was even more annoying.

"Ma'am, we can start the next one, I wonder what you're going to choose next?"

"Archery!" Gretel looked at John coldly and said, "You set the rules for the competition, and I have to set it this time." ”

"Yes." John nodded, no objection.

"Good!"

Gretel opened the long wooden box in her hand, took out the folding bow and four delicately shaped silver arrows placed inside, and said,

"This is my bow and my arrows, and yours? If you need time to get a bow and arrows, I can make the contest longer. ”

"Don't bother, just use yours!"

"Are you sure?" Gretel's face was a little strange, and he actually used the opponent's bow in the archery competition, this guy is an idiot.

"Of course,

No matter how you compare, as long as it is related to the word [shooting], you as a woman will not be able to win me. ”

John laughed indifferently, but the words he said made the witch blush with shame.

Damn bastards!

Gretel gritted her teeth, her fists clenched, and her eyes showed a bit of murderous intensity.

"Gretel, keep your emotions under control and don't get provoked." Hansel exclaimed,

Hearing this, the witch witch instantly came to her senses, took a few deep breaths, forcibly calmed herself down, and said,

"Since you use my bow and arrows, others will inevitably say that the competition is unfair, and the way to win or lose is still according to the one you set in the previous game, the four arrows are shot at the four woods, whoever shoots accurately wins, and whoever shoots fast wins, how?"

"Whatever you want, but I'll familiarize myself with your bow first."

Saying that, John was not polite, and directly took the folding bow over, and began to familiarize himself with the performance of the bow in front of her.

The whole body is made of wrought iron, and there are steel pulleys for folding in the upper and lower parts, but in this respect, this bow already represents the highest level of the steel industry at this stage.

The bow is about 75 cm long and weighs about 3 kg, and the bowstring is made of unknown silver wire, which is extremely tough, and there is a thumping sound when stretched.

What good guys!

John praised that in his previous life, he had spent half a month in an archery club in order to get a big client, and he had a lot of contact with various bows, but it was the first time he had seen a strong bow with a bowstring vibrating like a sonic boom.

Thinking of this, he immediately drew an arrow, bent his bow and set up an arrow,

Bang!

A fresh breeze blew on his face, and the arrow pierced deep into the wooden stake ten meters away like a silver light.

John commanded that the arrows that had been shot were brought back, and put the folding bow on the table, saying,

"The competition can begin, will you come first, or will I come first?"

"My bow, of course I'll come first."

Gretel unceremoniously put the arrows side by side in her usual backpack, walked into the circle with the folding bow, took a deep breath, and pulled out an arrow and put it on the strong bow.

Involuntarily, a powerful momentum emanated from her, and the sound of conversation in the garden disappeared in an instant, just like the beast king who walked out of the cave to inspect the territory, and no one dared to show his voice wherever he went.

People held their breath and stared intently at the witches who bent their bows and shot arrows in the moonlight,

Bang! A tremor exploded in the garden.

A silver light pierced the air, appearing in the distance in the blink of an eye.

However, before everyone could see the direction in which the arrow was flying, the sound of the bowstring vibrating sounded again, and the second silver light followed the first, and the two chased each other, almost in the same straight line.

Arrows!

John exclaimed, and in the next second, an even more exaggerated scene appeared,

Still in that straight line, two more streamers appeared, one after the other, and the distance between them was only a dozen meters, and even after the fourth streamer appeared, the third tremor came.

Four in a row!

John's eyes widened, completely frozen, this kind of archery that only existed in legends actually appeared in front of his eyes.

This shocking picture made everyone present speechless, and the atmosphere was a little eerily quiet, and it took more than ten seconds for the sound to return to the manor.

A white hired man volunteered to run to check the results of the shooting,

When he reported the news that all four arrows had hit, the earth-shattering cheers rang out like waves.

Gretel walked over to the table and asked,

"A few seconds!"

"Less than three seconds!"

Mars looked up and said with great difficulty, that such a terrible archery was actually in the hands of a witcher, which made him very uncomfortable as a Templar.

Gretel put the folding bow on the table, turned to John and said,

"Master Condon, I think we can have the next competition."

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