Because of the limited number of shooting ranges, the archers in some academies can no longer find a place to shoot, so they can only wander around, or watch other people's shooting practice, so as to find their own shortcomings from the shortcomings of others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Huh...... Hey, wasn't he the new member of the Royal Elite Team he saw that day? Why is he here, is he also an archer?! If I remember correctly, he seems to be using his own fist, at the time I thought it was a rare weapon fist, and tomorrow is my National Elite Competition, is he so idle? Why don't you hurry up and practice your fists and run to practice your bow and arrow. ”

Passerby A seemed to know Han Haowen's origins, and whispered to Passerby B, surprised and dissatisfied with his face, looked at the young man, and made sure that he was not mistaken, he had already begun to be confused.

Some people have different opinions, and each has its own ideas.

"That young man, why is his archery strength so rubbish, believe it or not, I can surpass him with my eyes closed......"

Passerby C said to passer-by Ding, who then replied.

"That's right, this kind of strength also has the face to practice in the shooting field, don't you think you're thick-skinned? I feel ashamed of him. ”

Han Haowen didn't pay attention to the views of the outside world at all, he was still carefully groping for shooting skills and strategies, and his mood was silent, of course he knew that the outside world was definitely not good, but he looked like 'others laughed at me for being too crazy, I laughed at others and couldn't see through', constantly adjusting the shooting position, changing the action habits, and before he had a stable posture, he must learn the standard of shooting action, which is similar to basketball in his previous life, the standard of posture, and the movement in place, will give full play to his unexpected potential.

"Hey!"

Just when Han Haowen was immersed in his mind and shooting carefully, a discordant voice came into his ears, the tone was tough and domineering, and there was no politeness and etiquette at all, hearing this voice, Han Haowen frowned slightly, remembering his practice touch, he simply ignored him and continued to shoot, shooting reached a mysterious sense of comfort, he could clearly feel that his shooting proficiency was constantly rising, this moment was a critical moment, and time was very precious.

The person who called him found that the little boy ignored him, and then he was even more angry, called the two strong men around him, and walked directly towards Han Haowen, acting like an underworld, and unceremoniously put his big hand on the young man's shoulder, and pulled him off the shooting table in one fell swoop.

"Hey, boy, what did Lao Tzu call you, are you deaf or what? Get out of here! This kind of strength, don't be embarrassed here, you better go and awaken your combat power first...... Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

After hearing this, several big men beside him also laughed sarcastically, and the students who were passing by or watching nearby suddenly started to discuss it like a lot.

Immediately, the big man's palm suddenly exerted force, and he easily pulled him off from it without accident, and the young man fell back suddenly, and sat on the ground with a poof.

"Poof. ”

Han Haowen just wanted to shoot, a trace of inspiration just pierced through his heart from his wrist, this trace of inspiration is very important, tomorrow will be the national elite competition, this small inspiration, for him is simply the source of strength, he didn't want to give up at all, but at this time, a big hand on his shoulder, and pulled himself down mercilessly, and then did not react, just sat on the ground.

Of course, Han Haowen was very angry, but at this moment, that trace of inspiration from the archers was gradually disappearing, he didn't care about the many shots, he quickly sat up, and accepted that trace of inspiration.

Of course, the nearby students saw the scene that happened here, some of the students looked at the strong men with sympathy, while some were disgusted, some looked at Han Haowen sitting on the ground with pity, and some were suspicious.

"Alas, this kid is so pitiful, but he met the archer in our academy carrying the handle, he usually picks out those poor bullies in the shooting field, hey, pitiful. ”

People nearby watched one after another, looking at Han Haowen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and still closing his eyes, and some of them had different opinions.

"This ...... Isn't this the new member of the Royal Sentai who drove away the non-attribute clan in one fell swoop at the barbecue in Dongcheng at noon today?!"

"Isn't that the last time Howen singled out all the members of the royal team?! Hahaha, this time the archer is going to suffer a loss for carrying the handle! Oh no, he's been bullied like this, why don't you go back and beat him?! What are you still doing sitting cross-legged! Go up and beat him so much that he is going to pee!"

“......”

The boy sitting on the ground didn't listen to what the people nearby were saying at all, but he regretted a little that he came to this kind of noisy place to train, before he caught that trace of inspiration, he didn't let go, he had to find it clear, he was willing to stop, he could feel that this time the inspiration was very important, this is the basic inspiration to decide whether he is an archer novice, especially clear, it must not be easily let go away, otherwise I don't know when I will be able to cross it in the future, as for the little minions who caught themselves before, after the analysis of the inspiration is over, it is not too late to clean up。

Although the number of onlookers here will not increase, it has not decreased, many questions, strange things, everyone does not want to give up this small case that does not understand right and wrong, they don't think that this young man just sat down like this, at least to express it, if you can't win the archers that everyone hates, you have to turn around and run away, such a shameful thing, why do you want to sit here?

"Did you find inspiration? No way! In such a short period of time. ”

Everyone looked at Han Haowen's appearance, and some senior people could see at a glance the reason why the former was sitting cross-legged at the moment, and only by grasping the inspiration would they sit down and comprehend it so desperately.

Wang Rui on the second floor found a slight turmoil below, and originally didn't plan to go down, because in normal times, it was an occasion for so many people, and it was normal to have a little problem or a fight, and I heard that every profession in the academy has such an existence, and the halberd's handle was beaten all over the ground by Emperor Xu last time, and he didn't dare to mess around, only the mage, The therapist's handle, because she is a girl, and she doesn't make much trouble, Xu Xuewei and Blue didn't care much, but the archer is different, he is a boy, and Wang Rui doesn't want to participate in this kind of thing, he just wants to focus on cultivation, so he doesn't care about them.

Just about to continue practicing, silently thinking about why Howen hasn't come yet, his archery strength is in the shooting field, it's strange not to be bullied, and then he seemed to think of something, so he put down the bow and arrow in his hand and walked down slowly, wanting to see if it was really what he thought.

As soon as he got out of Area C, he once again successfully attracted the attention of many men, who were very disgusted by their gaze before, but even so, he couldn't do anything to others, but he slowly got used to it.