Rebirth of a Star General

The bow and arrow were still the same one from ten days ago, and the one who shot the arrow was the same person from ten days ago, but the atmosphere was different.

The young man put away the smile on his face, put his fingers on the arrow, and looked straight at the center of the grass target. The clouds just now dispersed, and the scorching sun shone on her face. It was surprisingly hot in the summer, and a drop of sweat slowly rolled down his forehead.

Beads of sweat are about to roll into her eyes, making people feel nervous for no reason, and even more wanting to reach out and brush the drop of sweat away, but the young man is motionless, like a stone, without any sense or awareness of it. Sweat. His eyes didn't waver at all.

The bow was slowly drawn, partly, half, until it was fully drawn, and everyone's hearts were lifted. When he was about to suspect that the bow was about to be broken at the next moment, the young man stopped the movement in his hand, Unprepared, he let go of the arrow's hand.

The arrow was like a meteor piercing the night sky, only a gust of wind was felt, and it rushed towards the target with a "pop" sound, and the target fell down! And this time, the target was carried farther, so that people couldn't see the arrows on it clearly.

Like Wangba, she shot the target down.

Someone exclaimed.

Eleven days ago, He Yan was standing here, and she couldn't even draw the bow. Ten days ago, He Yan drew the bow, but only a small part. Now she is here, the bow has been drawn successfully, and she has shot down the target. on the ground. In these ten days, her strength has made great progress.

But He Yan is not a child prodigy. How can something like strength grow when it sees the wind?

"Brother Ahe is amazing!" Mai cried, laughing and dancing, "Brother Ahe won!"

"What did you win?" The recruit who bet on Wang Basheng felt sorry for his dry cake, and said unconvinced: "He just hit the target, it doesn't mean he hit the center of the target, if he missed, he still won't win! "

When he said this, it made everyone think about it. It wasn't that watching He Yan's performance of pulling a bow could draw a lot. Probably because she used to be too thin and couldn't even pull it away. At this moment, she was surprised by the increase in He Yan's arm strength, and she forgot to look at her head just now.

"I'll see!" Someone volunteered to run towards the target.

Wang Ba looked at He Yan, the young man was standing under the scorching sun, his lips were full of smiles... It was this smile again, from the first time he met him, he didn't seem to be worried at all, always So confident in mind, it teaches people a disgusting self-confidence.

But... Wang Ba looked at his hand, why was he even a little shaken?

He was an orphan with no father or mother. He was taken away by a wolf when he was a child. When someone rescued him from the wolf's den, he was still lying on the mother wolf to suck the milk. Later, he followed people back to the bandit den. He has been a bandit for many years, and countless birds and beasts died under his bow and arrow. He was able to hit the shot because he had been touching the bow since he was seven years old, and it has been more than 20 years since then.

This little baby, now only fifteen or sixteen years old, was born to play a small bow, and it was only ten years old. How could he match him? What's more, He Yan, who was ten days ago, couldn't draw a bow, it didn't look like he was pretending, so he couldn't possibly be a proficient bow and crossbow since he was a child.

Thinking of this, Wang Ba calmed down and calmed down his slightly restless heart. He Yan would definitely not be able to defeat him, and there was no need to doubt it.

At this time, the person who took the initiative to find the target had already run to the target. He first lowered his head to look at the target, but did not answer for a long time. Immediately afterwards, he suddenly squatted down, picked up the target at once, and ran back.

The archery target is also a straw man made of straw. It is easy to carry. He quickly ran to the front, threw the archery target with arrows on the ground, and said loudly: "Everyone, see for yourself!"

In Wang Ba's heart, there was a sudden "chuck".

Everyone looked at the grass man, but saw that the center of the grass man was pierced by a feather arrow to the end, firmly, impartially, in the center of the red heart.

Exactly the same as Wangba.

Sweat dripped down Wang Ba's forehead. The shocked discussions of the people around him seemed to fade away. He saw Liang Ping staring at He Yan in surprise, and the little boy in brocade beside Liang Ping was also full of joy. He Yan stood beside his friend, but he didn't look surprised. He just smiled faintly, as if he had expected everything.

"you……"

He Yan smiled and said, "I accept it."

"You didn't beat me." Wang Ba stared at him, "You and I have the same result, how can you beat me, at most... at most a draw."

Both of them shot down the grass target, and they both hit the middle of the grass target. It is really difficult to tell the winner. But for Wangba, such a result was expected. But He Yan is different. He looked like a waste at first, but now he can do this, which is eye-catching.

After He Yan heard Wang Ba's words, she did not lose her temper. She didn't even argue with Wang Ba, but nodded, "I think so too."

In Wang Ba's heart, he breathed a sigh of relief. Acknowledging the draw, that's fine, at least...at least I didn't lose. Those recruits also wiped the sweat from their foreheads. Who would have thought that He Yan could hit the target in the end? If it wasn't for a tie, their biscuits would have lost in vain. If the tie is good, the tie is just right, and neither one loses nor wins. Quan Dang watched the lively scene.

The next moment, everyone's happiness was broken by He Yan's words.

She said, "But I made a bet with you that day, and I will beat you today. Now that the outcome is not yet decided, it will naturally be until I beat you."

"He Yan!" Wang Ba gritted his teeth. What does this mean? Was he sure he would win? It was just luck, what did this kid say? What does he want to do?

Liang Ping also stared at He Yan unexpectedly.

"As for the bow and crossbow, you can ask for a test at will, and I will accompany you to the end until I beat you, how about that?" she asked with a smile.

"You look too high on yourself." Wang Ba stared at her coldly.

"I don't think highly of myself, I just believe in my luck." She brushed her hair in front of her forehead indifferently. "You know, luck favors those who are prepared." And she is always ready.

"That's what you said, the bow and crossbow, let's compete casually?" Wang Ba asked slowly.

"Exactly."

"Okay." The scarred man nodded, suddenly lifted a huge bow and crossbow from the stage on his back, took two steps forward, turned his back to her and said, "What's the point of shooting a dead grass target? On the battlefield , the enemy will not stand in the same place and shoot you. If you really want to shoot arrows, you will shoot living things, and the birds and beasts are just practicing."

It's actually going to take living things as prey.

Everyone stayed for a while, shooting a living thing was much harder than shooting a target. In ancient times, there was a hundred paces through Yang, but a hundred paces through Yang, but it was not as agile as living things.

"Ahe, you can't take his word, don't agree to him!" Hong Shan gave He Yan a wink in a hurry.

He Yan looked at Wang Ba, a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes, she nodded, and her voice was refreshing.

"Can."