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Chapter 61 Liu Ping (please vote for recommendation~)

Under the four city walls, several simple shooting ranges were temporarily set up. Only those who could hit the target within a hundred steps were qualified to climb the city walls and help defend the city.

After all, stainless steel arrows are consumables. When monsters attack the city, it is difficult to recycle them. You must have accurate enough archery skills to cause maximum damage.

The demon-breaking crossbow weighs nearly a hundred kilograms, which is obviously a heavy burden for ordinary mortals. It is basically impossible to hold it horizontally, aim and shoot, so the tests are all performed with ordinary crossbows instead.

As long as the accuracy is sufficient, the city wall can be used as a support when it is mounted on the city wall. It will not be so laborious and can be used for one purpose.

Shi Lan was at the edge of the shooting range, bringing those who met the requirements to the city wall. Since she was feeling stuffy wearing a mask, she simply took off her helmet and placed it on top of the city wall.

The one being tested in front of the shooting range is a black-faced old man who is about sixty years old. The old man is tall and strong, especially the muscles of his right arm, which are obviously thicker than those of his left arm. There are also swollen marks on the tiger's mouth, thumb and little finger. Thick calluses.

The old man took an ironwood bow and arrows from the demon-suppressing sergeant. He held the bow in his left hand. After taking a deep breath, he opened the bow and set the arrow very quickly. The muscles of his right arm bulged, his back straight, and the bow opened to the full moon.

The old man looked at the archery target in the distance, his eyes sharpened suddenly, and after a breath, he loosened the bowstring without hesitation.

"call out--"

"puff!"

The arrow hit the bull's-eye and nearly half of the way into the grass target. The feathers at the tail trembled slightly and it took a while to calm down.

A trace of complacency flashed in the old man's eyes, and he returned the ironwood bow to the demon-suppressing sergeant. He glanced at the shooting range, and his eyes lit up when he saw Shi Lan walking towards him.

"Junjunsheng, can you let me try the crossbow on your back?"

Ordinarily, the demon-suppressing sergeants felt that the demon-breaking crossbows were heavy and obstructive, so they placed them on the city wall.

With Shi Lan's current strength of more than a thousand kilograms, she didn't feel any inconvenience from having nearly a hundred kilograms more on her body. Moreover, the weight of the demon-breaking crossbow made her feel more at ease, so she carried it behind her without taking it off.

Shi Lan glanced at the demon-breaking crossbow behind him, and then at the old man.

"Old man, this crossbow is very heavy."

"I'll just take a look." The old man rubbed his hands. He had never tried this giant crossbow that was half a man tall.

Shi Lan saw the old man's performance just now, and he could tell at a glance that he was someone who had been exposed to bows and crossbows for many years, so it was normal for him to feel hunting for a moment.

Anyway, sooner or later, the old man would come into contact with the Demon-Breaking Crossbow. Shi Lan didn't hesitate much and directly took off the Demon-Breaking Crossbow, handed it to the old man, and reminded him again: "Be careful."

The old man took the Demon-Suppressing Crossbow with a joyful expression, his waist sank, he staggered, and almost lost his balance. He held the Demon-Suppressing Crossbow with a red face, his hands shaking slightly.

"Old man, are you okay?" Shi Lan said as he stepped forward to take back the Demon-Breaking Crossbow.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just wasn't paying attention." The old man smiled awkwardly, stabilized his body, used his right arm to level the demon-breaking crossbow.

"Junjunsheng, give me an arrow and let me try!" The old man did not pull the crossbow string, but handed the demon-breaking crossbow back to Shi Lan's hand. He knew full well that he could never fire this string.

Shi Lan did not refuse, he pulled out a fine steel arrow, opened the crossbow and handed it back to the old man.

The old man raised the crossbow again, this time his hand did not tremble at all and was as steady as a rock.

"boom--"

The hanging knife was buckled, and the fine steel arrow came out of the string, penetrated the bullseye, and was nailed to the city wall.

After the arrow left the string, the old man's hand trembled again. Shi Lan shook his head slightly and took back the demon-breaking crossbow. "Old man, follow me up the city wall."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled at Shi Lan, "I don't agree with you. I remember when I was young, I could shoot a barrel of arrows with a three-stone bow."

Hearing this, Shi Lan glanced at the old man in surprise. The three-stone bow required three hundred kilograms of strength to pull open. There were at least a dozen arrows in a bucket, and the bow was fired more than ten times in a row. This kind of strength can be said to be far-reaching. Superhuman.

Noticing Shi Lan's gaze, the old man thought that Shi Lan didn't believe it, so he patted his chest and said, "A few years ago, I went into the mountains, hunted a big insect, and gave my son money in exchange for it!"

Shi Lan smiled and nodded, "You'll get stronger when you get older."

Ordinary mortals, when they reach the age of sixty, their vitality and blood have already declined, and it is rare for them to move vigorously. It is even rarer for an old man to be able to shoot a bow and lift a crossbow.

The old man followed Shi Lan towards the city wall. As he walked, the old man started talking to Shi Lan and seemed very talkative.

After chatting for a while, Shi Lan got a general understanding of the old man. His name was Liu Ping. He was an old hunter. He was widowed in his early years and had an only son named Liu Ziming. He had left Shuangyue City to study martial arts for nearly seven years.

Speaking of Liu Ziming, a touch of pride appeared on Liu Ping's face, "That kid Ziming followed me into the mountains at the age of eight. He can shoot a two-stone bow at the age of twelve. Everyone says he is a good candidate for martial arts!"

As he spoke, Liu Ping's expression became a little gloomy. He was over sixty years old and his only son went out on a trip. He had not returned for seven years and only occasionally came back with letters. Sometimes he would inevitably feel cold under his knees.

After a moment of silence, Liu Ping came back to his senses and asked with some curiosity: "You are so handsome and capable. You must have been married and started a family. Do you have any children?"

Shi Lan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in amusement, "I haven't gotten married yet."

How can she marry and have children now?

Liu Ping was a little surprised and said: "I see that you are not young anymore. In Shuangyue City, all the children who are around your age are running all over the streets."

Shi Lan didn't speak anymore and walked silently towards the city wall.

Liu Ping thought Shi Lan was embarrassed and said again:

"This is a big deal, we can't delay it. I thought I was getting married late, and I am the same generation as Ziming. Now I am almost fifty. Do you have a girl you like? I can't find a few for you. In these two months, There are still many good girls in the city.”

Shi Lan felt dumbfounded and shook his head to reject Liu Ping's kindness.

"Yes, you are so good-looking and capable. You don't have to worry about finding a good girl. I don't know if Ziming has a girl he likes now. He is not too young..."

After talking about it, Liu Ping's voice gradually became lower.

The two soon arrived at the top of the city wall, and the thick smoke in the distance seemed to be getting closer.

"I heard from City Master Nie that the big guy who flew up two days ago will be back soon to pick up everyone in the city. Do you know how long it will take to leave Shuangyue City?"

Shi Lan looked startled, "City Lord Nie...is that what you said?"

"Yes, you said you would leave at that time. What if Ziming comes back at this time and can't find me?"

Shi Lan raised his eyes and looked at the billowing smoke and dust that seemed to be surrounding them in the distance, and said in a long tone: "Maybe... this storm will pass soon, and then there will be no need to leave Shuangyue City."

Thanks to the book friends of Devil Yo and Three Thousand Feet of Waterfall for the reward~