Although Roddy wandered alone around the continent before crossing, but he was known by countless people. Miss Sally in front of him was young and obviously not yet an adult. But just a few words made Roddy understand that the other party was definitely not a naive and simple girl. It can even be said that the other party's behaviour can already be called a standard aristocrat-the kind that is clever, greedy and not willing to suffer a loss. Speaking of which, including Soderol, it was indeed a headache for Roddy to meet two such smart people one after another. He didn't like the feeling that things couldn't be controlled in his own hands, but in this vast world, he was not the only one who thought he was clever. In the face of Sally's problem, Roddy quickly recited what he had said to Soderol before and waited for other's response. Speaking of which, in his memor...
Ruger was stunned for a moment. As soon as
he saw the other scouts and villagers around him gather, he could only take the
initiative to rob him, remembering that Roddy had made embarrassed, he was a little
angry: "It's up to you? Take your bow to the shooting range and let’s see
who is qualified to use it. If you lose, you will kneel down and lick shoes this
father’s shoes!"
Luo Di didn't speak, he only raised his eyebrow slightly and ignored the other party's intentions completely.
There are not many people in the village, but when they heard what was happening, there was a lot of excitement and they all immediately rushed over. There was more than an hour before the scouting team's investigation task began. Roddy was holding the bow and was standing on the small square called the "shooting range", while Ruger continued his provocations: "Wait to lick my shoes, you little animal. "
He was qualified to say such things. Even in the past, no one in the entire village of Nolan was better at archery than Ruger. In his view, it was only Roddy who was delaying time, nothing more.
He spat out the straw at Roddy with disdain and then raised the bow in his hand.
Occasionally there will be archery competitions in the scouts in the village of Nolan. The rules are simple-25 yards to shoot a piece of linen on the straw stack. Each person has 10 arrows.
Although Ruger's mouth was always cursing and annoying others but as a scout captain his work was absolutely necessary. Moving to the stand, with his breathing stable, Ruger raised his hand and shot three consecutive arrows, hitting the center of the linen as many as possible!
These precise shots aroused the astonishment among the farmers. However, after all, the Horned Bow was strong too. Starting from the fourth, the spread area of the arrows gradually expanded. By the seventh arrow, you could see that each time Ruger pulled the bow, his arms were shaking slightly...
After the twelve arrows had been fired, two of Lugar's shots fell outside the edge of the linen.
This was also because the angle of the bow was too high and it was a little difficult to control the strong bow. Even guys like Ruger cannot maintain high precision all the time, but now this result was enough for soldiers to feel ashamed.
A total of thirty or forty villagers and soldiers from all around looked upstairs. Many of them saw this situation and bluntly said that Roddy had fallen into a bad situation. They were afraid it was too late to step down. After all, in their eyes, Ruger was the "unbeatable" party and no one thinks that they can beat Ruger in archery.
The public opinion turned to Ruger, and he could not help but straighten his waist, squinting at Roddy and throwing the Horned bow in disdain.
"Learn something." But he absolutely could not think of it, and what Roddie said after receiving the horn bow almost blew Ruger's lungs-
"Oh... do you think this is good archery?"
Ignoring Ruger's response, Roddy wrapped his fingers in thin leather and aimed at the target 25 yards away. He adjusted his breathing and then slowly raised the Horned bow in his hand.
The next moment, all the scouts at the scene frowned, and even the lively farmers started whispering...
The bow was stretched half, but it was not full. Roddy moved the bow with a very casual look and shot, the sequence of his actions was totally inconceivable in the scout's eyes- if he knows that he can't win at all, so why is he even bothering to aim?
In terms of archery, the most important thing is "consistency". Every time you pull and release the bow, all movements must be highly "consistent" to ensure accuracy. Even if the bow point is deflected by half a point, the arrows shot will have deviations, so "moving and fixing" is the most basic common sense when shooting arrows.
But what about Roddy? The bow was pulled just half and he released the arrow? How can the arm hanging in the air confirm that the strength of the bow is the same every time? How to confirm the aiming angle is consistent?
The farmers didn't understand what it meant, but all scouts thought he was just wasting time.
Only the next moment, the continuous sound of an arrow hitting the target drew everyone's gaze. When Roddy's first five arrows were shot, the doubt had become an irresistible marvel!
"This ..."
"How is that possible ?!"
"God— " Bullets of sweat appeared on Ruger's forehead and he even felt himself getting Goosebumps. Even though he had assumed countless possibilities before, he didn't expect such a situation in front of him-he always had a proud look. At this time, however, he had his mouth opened and looked at the straw pile not far away ...
25 yards away, every time shot the arrow, there would a new arrow in the center of the linen. All arrows hit dead center!
The previous arrow was crushed by the tail and split and fell to the ground. This phenomenon was commonly known as "chasing arrows". Ruger himself often encountered this. This will often happen once the intensity of the practice of archery was too high. To some extent, this was also a major proof of the accuracy of the archer. But at this moment everyone saw an astonishing fact ... except that the first arrow hit the middle, all arrows were chasing arrows!
"Duo ——"
“Duo ——"
"Duo ——"
Luo Di didn't speak, he only raised his eyebrow slightly and ignored the other party's intentions completely.
There are not many people in the village, but when they heard what was happening, there was a lot of excitement and they all immediately rushed over. There was more than an hour before the scouting team's investigation task began. Roddy was holding the bow and was standing on the small square called the "shooting range", while Ruger continued his provocations: "Wait to lick my shoes, you little animal. "
He was qualified to say such things. Even in the past, no one in the entire village of Nolan was better at archery than Ruger. In his view, it was only Roddy who was delaying time, nothing more.
He spat out the straw at Roddy with disdain and then raised the bow in his hand.
Occasionally there will be archery competitions in the scouts in the village of Nolan. The rules are simple-25 yards to shoot a piece of linen on the straw stack. Each person has 10 arrows.
Although Ruger's mouth was always cursing and annoying others but as a scout captain his work was absolutely necessary. Moving to the stand, with his breathing stable, Ruger raised his hand and shot three consecutive arrows, hitting the center of the linen as many as possible!
These precise shots aroused the astonishment among the farmers. However, after all, the Horned Bow was strong too. Starting from the fourth, the spread area of the arrows gradually expanded. By the seventh arrow, you could see that each time Ruger pulled the bow, his arms were shaking slightly...
After the twelve arrows had been fired, two of Lugar's shots fell outside the edge of the linen.
This was also because the angle of the bow was too high and it was a little difficult to control the strong bow. Even guys like Ruger cannot maintain high precision all the time, but now this result was enough for soldiers to feel ashamed.
A total of thirty or forty villagers and soldiers from all around looked upstairs. Many of them saw this situation and bluntly said that Roddy had fallen into a bad situation. They were afraid it was too late to step down. After all, in their eyes, Ruger was the "unbeatable" party and no one thinks that they can beat Ruger in archery.
The public opinion turned to Ruger, and he could not help but straighten his waist, squinting at Roddy and throwing the Horned bow in disdain.
"Learn something." But he absolutely could not think of it, and what Roddie said after receiving the horn bow almost blew Ruger's lungs-
"Oh... do you think this is good archery?"
Ignoring Ruger's response, Roddy wrapped his fingers in thin leather and aimed at the target 25 yards away. He adjusted his breathing and then slowly raised the Horned bow in his hand.
The next moment, all the scouts at the scene frowned, and even the lively farmers started whispering...
The bow was stretched half, but it was not full. Roddy moved the bow with a very casual look and shot, the sequence of his actions was totally inconceivable in the scout's eyes- if he knows that he can't win at all, so why is he even bothering to aim?
In terms of archery, the most important thing is "consistency". Every time you pull and release the bow, all movements must be highly "consistent" to ensure accuracy. Even if the bow point is deflected by half a point, the arrows shot will have deviations, so "moving and fixing" is the most basic common sense when shooting arrows.
But what about Roddy? The bow was pulled just half and he released the arrow? How can the arm hanging in the air confirm that the strength of the bow is the same every time? How to confirm the aiming angle is consistent?
The farmers didn't understand what it meant, but all scouts thought he was just wasting time.
Only the next moment, the continuous sound of an arrow hitting the target drew everyone's gaze. When Roddy's first five arrows were shot, the doubt had become an irresistible marvel!
"This ..."
"How is that possible ?!"
"God— " Bullets of sweat appeared on Ruger's forehead and he even felt himself getting Goosebumps. Even though he had assumed countless possibilities before, he didn't expect such a situation in front of him-he always had a proud look. At this time, however, he had his mouth opened and looked at the straw pile not far away ...
25 yards away, every time shot the arrow, there would a new arrow in the center of the linen. All arrows hit dead center!
The previous arrow was crushed by the tail and split and fell to the ground. This phenomenon was commonly known as "chasing arrows". Ruger himself often encountered this. This will often happen once the intensity of the practice of archery was too high. To some extent, this was also a major proof of the accuracy of the archer. But at this moment everyone saw an astonishing fact ... except that the first arrow hit the middle, all arrows were chasing arrows!
"Duo ——"
“Duo ——"
"Duo ——"
When the continuous chase appeared, the
audience's head was numb. They no longer thought about whether they could hit
the linen, but faintly inside they thought: Can eleven even arrows catch
up? !!
"Hmm--" When the last arrow was shot, Roddy was still calm as ever.
At this point, the arrows in the bull's eye had been splitting into each other one after another due to the continuous pursuit of arrows, leaving debris all over the ground.
Twelve arrows shot at the same point!
After the suppressed silence, the crowd burst into an exclaiming exclamation. They simply couldn't imagine that archery could be done this way-this was just what the Elven archers’ population can do!
In the noisy environment, perhaps only Carter and the two scouts who participated in the battle yesterday were not too surprised. They looked at Roddy's eyes with complexity and didn't even know if they should come forward to talk. At this moment, Ruger had realized what mistake he made.
He shivered, not only because of losing his bet. His archery skills were not bad, so he can better understand what Roddy has just said...
The Horned bow’s strength was very high, but Roddy has such accuracy without stretching the string full, which shows that from the beginning to the end Roddy didn't take the test seriously- did he took the test really just for that bow?
At this moment, when Ruger was thinking about what he just said, Ruger suddenly understands what it meant. Roddy's eyes just looked at him... they were the indifferent eyes that only appear when looking at the dead.
"I-I ..."
What he wanted to say, but saw that Roddy had stood in front of him raised three fingers and pointed to his chest.
"You just poke me three times."
Although the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he seemed to be laughing, but the coldness made Ruger shudder for a moment. Suddenly Roddy kicked towards Ruger.
Even if it was hand-to-hand, who was Ruger afraid of?
As soon as the blocking motion was made, he found that Roddy's foot had strangely changed his attack direction and struck him on the lower abdomen!
"Oh!"
Ruger, who thought he had good fighting skills, flew out and crashed into the ground after half a second. The talk of the villagers around came to an abrupt end, but this was just the beginning. Roddy's figure appeared in front of Ruger spooking him, dragging him from the ground and then punched another fist in Ruger’s stomach.
Ruger, who had just arrogantly cursed, rolled onto the ground for two times and fell into shock.
After all, this was done, Roddy raised his Horn bow and turned away.
Not far away, Dick, who sweated with three copper coins in his hand, swallowed hard and after watching Ruger being dragged away by the scout, he quickly trotted over and stuttered, "Roddy, you ... What else do you want? I'll do everything I can to get you ... "
Roddy stared forward, the last moment he was looking like a savage, but the next moment he was full of smile "Ah ... if I can, I need a small file."
Dick responded with cold sweat and felt his legs soft when he left.
In a place like Nolan Village, the most powerful people are veterans like Ruger. Not to mention the Knight Order or the Guard Captains of Houllier City, for the simple villagers and the soldiers who are eating here, they can't even knock Ruger down.
Army sanctions? Court trial? Who the hell can control such a team of border scouts which adds up to just dozens of people? Do they have to go to Hollier to sue? Those old men will not even pay attention to such trivial facts!
If you hit, you hit, just like Ruger bullied Roddy before. In this kind of place, the big fist talks. Roddy just wanted to understand this- gradually forms were planned in Roddy's heart.
The villagers gradually dissipated and Roddy pulled out the arrows that had been shot away, and felt a little distressed—he was basically penniless now. According to the memory of this guy named "Roddy", he still had the money that was stored in a broken house in a village not far away, but together with what was left in his hands, there were a total of thirty copper coins.
If he was not given money by the scouting team, Luo Di was afraid it would not be enough for him to live in town for a month.
"Hmm--" When the last arrow was shot, Roddy was still calm as ever.
At this point, the arrows in the bull's eye had been splitting into each other one after another due to the continuous pursuit of arrows, leaving debris all over the ground.
Twelve arrows shot at the same point!
After the suppressed silence, the crowd burst into an exclaiming exclamation. They simply couldn't imagine that archery could be done this way-this was just what the Elven archers’ population can do!
In the noisy environment, perhaps only Carter and the two scouts who participated in the battle yesterday were not too surprised. They looked at Roddy's eyes with complexity and didn't even know if they should come forward to talk. At this moment, Ruger had realized what mistake he made.
He shivered, not only because of losing his bet. His archery skills were not bad, so he can better understand what Roddy has just said...
The Horned bow’s strength was very high, but Roddy has such accuracy without stretching the string full, which shows that from the beginning to the end Roddy didn't take the test seriously- did he took the test really just for that bow?
At this moment, when Ruger was thinking about what he just said, Ruger suddenly understands what it meant. Roddy's eyes just looked at him... they were the indifferent eyes that only appear when looking at the dead.
"I-I ..."
What he wanted to say, but saw that Roddy had stood in front of him raised three fingers and pointed to his chest.
"You just poke me three times."
Although the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he seemed to be laughing, but the coldness made Ruger shudder for a moment. Suddenly Roddy kicked towards Ruger.
Even if it was hand-to-hand, who was Ruger afraid of?
As soon as the blocking motion was made, he found that Roddy's foot had strangely changed his attack direction and struck him on the lower abdomen!
"Oh!"
Ruger, who thought he had good fighting skills, flew out and crashed into the ground after half a second. The talk of the villagers around came to an abrupt end, but this was just the beginning. Roddy's figure appeared in front of Ruger spooking him, dragging him from the ground and then punched another fist in Ruger’s stomach.
Ruger, who had just arrogantly cursed, rolled onto the ground for two times and fell into shock.
After all, this was done, Roddy raised his Horn bow and turned away.
Not far away, Dick, who sweated with three copper coins in his hand, swallowed hard and after watching Ruger being dragged away by the scout, he quickly trotted over and stuttered, "Roddy, you ... What else do you want? I'll do everything I can to get you ... "
Roddy stared forward, the last moment he was looking like a savage, but the next moment he was full of smile "Ah ... if I can, I need a small file."
Dick responded with cold sweat and felt his legs soft when he left.
In a place like Nolan Village, the most powerful people are veterans like Ruger. Not to mention the Knight Order or the Guard Captains of Houllier City, for the simple villagers and the soldiers who are eating here, they can't even knock Ruger down.
Army sanctions? Court trial? Who the hell can control such a team of border scouts which adds up to just dozens of people? Do they have to go to Hollier to sue? Those old men will not even pay attention to such trivial facts!
If you hit, you hit, just like Ruger bullied Roddy before. In this kind of place, the big fist talks. Roddy just wanted to understand this- gradually forms were planned in Roddy's heart.
The villagers gradually dissipated and Roddy pulled out the arrows that had been shot away, and felt a little distressed—he was basically penniless now. According to the memory of this guy named "Roddy", he still had the money that was stored in a broken house in a village not far away, but together with what was left in his hands, there were a total of thirty copper coins.
If he was not given money by the scouting team, Luo Di was afraid it would not be enough for him to live in town for a month.
Well aside from the author sucking his own dick a bit too much in this chapter, this novel is pretty good. Kinda like The Amber Sword
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