Back to snow on the 5th, the day of the archery competition.

Chino wakes up from his bed, and the little black cat is sleeping in his arms.

After washing, he changed his clothes and walked out of the room.

The archery competition is open to all soldiers in Twilight, whether regular or reservist, and the deadline is when 200 people are registered.

But in fact, its real target is only one person.

The bedroom was on the 2nd floor, and Chino walked over to the railing and looked out into the lobby.

It's still early, and only a fraction of the 200 contestants have arrived.

Baixa was sitting in his chair eating breakfast, and when he noticed Chino coming, he looked up and greeted Chino.

Chino looked at Baiza, his eyes narrowed slightly, and nodded at him as well.

"Hey, Baiza~" The rugged voice caught Chino's attention.

Lugo strode through the door and smiled heroically, "I can't wait to fight you!" When I was a child, I was wandering outside, and I often used a bow and arrow to shoot hares, and I won the championship today! ”

Baixa went over to greet him shoulder to shoulder, and laughed at the crowd: "Do you want to see me teach this arrogant fellow a lesson?" ”

"Yes!" The crowd began to commotion.

Baiza patted Lugo on the shoulder and said in a deliberately pitiful tone: "After the game starts, I will try to make you lose more face." ”

Lugo smiled and bumped fists with him, took his breakfast and began to eat.

Chino's brow furrowed slightly, staring at the details of Baiza's expression, but he didn't notice anything.

Chino walked downstairs and came to Baixa's side: "Good morning, Baiza." ”

"Good morning, Administrator." Baixa saluted.

Chino: "You look confident. ”

Baiza smiled confidently, "When I served in the Shilin Border Guard, I was the most famous archer in the army, and I was the same when I arrived in Twilight!" Anyone who dares to challenge me in archery, I will teach him a lesson with practical actions! ”

Chino: "Well, if you can win the championship, the next time the Archon of Resahar visits, I'll introduce you to him." ”

With that, Chino suddenly grabbed Baiza's wrist, his index and middle fingers resting on his pulse.

"Click! Click! Click! ...”

Chino's pupils were like beasts watching their prey, full of terrifying penetrating power: "Your heart rate is accelerating, what's wrong?" Does the competition make you nervous? ”

When Baixa practiced with Paladin yesterday, he didn't have this project.

Nonsense! Expressions can be practiced and controlled, how can anyone control their heart rate casually?!

Baiza's mental defense quickly collapsed under the gaze of those amber pupils, and he was on the verge of collapse, and his eyes were about to drift subconsciously.

"Poof, hahaha! Lugo next to him suddenly burst out laughing, he coughed heavily, and said with a smile, "My lord, you may have no concept of your appearance, and I will be nervous and shy to be stared at by you like this." ”

At the last moment, Baisa seized the opportunity, showed a shy smile, and touched the back of his head with a smirk.

Chino was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then let go of Baiza's hand and said silently, "Offended." ”

"It's all right, sir." Baixa deliberately joked, "Your hands are so soft, like marshmallows~"

Chino didn't answer, took the list of contestants handed by the guards, and began to browse.

After reading it, Chino suddenly frowned, browsed it from the beginning again, and then looked up and asked, "Didn't Captain Balcenturion sign up?" The names of the 7 centurions, plus the remaining 69 centurions, are on it, except for his name. ”

The guard shook his head: "No, it's all on the list." ”

Chino asked: "He came to sign up, but he didn't report when it was full?" Or didn't sign up at all? ”

"I didn't sign up at all." The guard replied.

Lugo chewed his bread and said suspiciously, "Speaking of which, I didn't see him when I passed by Barr's dormitory today, and I thought he had come early to warm up." ”

"Strange, didn't Barr sign up???" A commander walked up to Chino, stared at the list and said, "Baal's archery skills are very exquisite, and he has been praised by Lord Brooke Troy before, and he has never missed archery competitions over the years, why is he suddenly not here this year?" ”

There was an imperceptible cold light hidden in Chino's pupils: "Send someone to find him immediately, and bring me when I find it." ”

The commander glanced at his entourage, who was willing to leave.

Half an hour later, the contestants arrived.

There was no fancy opening ceremony, and the archery competition began directly.

The training ground had been set up in advance, and the target was arranged 70 meters away, exactly 100 paces away.

For a bow and arrow, a distance of 70 meters is already a long way, not to mention hitting the bull's eye, as long as it can hit the target, it can already be selected for the reserve militia.

According to the order of registration, the contestants will appear one by one.

"Boom-boom-boom-" Round after round of arrows were fired, drawing black shadows in the air.

The basic soldiers who came to participate in the competition were active-duty soldiers, and most of them were officers, and the skills were needless to say, and those who did not see the shot were missed, and the target rate of the arrow was 100%, and the bullseye hit rate was more than 60%.

In the first round of fixed targets, everyone's results were very good, and Baixa and Lugo even scored 100% of the bullseye hit rate.

In the second round of moving the target, the gap in performance began to widen.

At the same distance of 70 meters, all targets were placed on wheeled carts and shuttled horizontally across the field.

Shooting a moving target requires not only good dynamic vision to capture the movement of the moving target, but also a good judgment of interfering factors such as wind speed, which is more than 10 times more difficult.

In this round, thanks to the average skill of the contestants, the target rate is still very high, around 90%, and occasionally a few arrows can be seen, causing a burst of laughter.

However, the bullseye hit rate is impressive, and it has dropped to less than 20%.

Just as Baixa took the bow and arrows and was about to play, there was a cheer from the side, and Lugo had just finished shooting, his expression beaming.

Everyone looked at it, and 8 of Lugo's 10 moving targets were penetrated by the bull's-eye, and the remaining 2 targets were not far from the bull's-eye.

This kind of high-speed moving target, the bullseye hit rate can reach 80%, which is already a very exaggerated data.

This means that on the battlefield, every 10 arrows on the battlefield can pierce 8 enemy points and take their lives, as long as the distance is right.

Lugo looked at Baixa triumphantly: "How?" Can you surpass me? ”

Baixa stretched out his index finger, shook it disdainfully, and without saying a word, stood in the firing zone with his bow and arrow, and slowly closed his eyes.

Everyone quickly quieted down, and did not disturb Baixa's sense of wind speed.

Suddenly, Baixa opened his eyes, quickly drew an arrow and put it on the bow, but without any aiming action, he directly pulled the bow and shot the arrow.

"Huh-" The arrow turned into a bolt of lightning in the daytime and hit the bull's-eye.

Baixa smiled nonchalantly: "Lugo, it's not okay to aim for half a day like you. When fighting on the battlefield, the battle situation is ever-changing, and the enemy will not give you time to aim, so you must be able to draw arrows and shoot them. ”

Lugo didn't believe in evil, patted his head vigorously, and said to himself: "Luck, it must be luck..."

"Then I'll give you a more advanced performance." After Baiza finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

The sound of the bow and arrow breaking through the air kept coming, and Baixa closed his eyes and opened his bow and arrows, moving the bullseye to keep more and more arrow feathers still trembling.

Lugo was dumbfounded, completely unable to believe what was happening before him.

There were still 3 targets left, and I saw Baiza directly draw out the remaining 3 arrows and put them on the bow at the same time.

Three arrows in a salvo?!

Before Lugo's brain could react, he heard 3 sounds of breaking the air, and 3 moving bullseyes were pierced at the same time!

Baiza was still in a hurry, his eyes shining sharply, and he took another bag of arrows, and his hands continued to turn into afterimages, and the quiver shot out in a very short time.

When the dust settled, I saw that all 10 rear arrows were shot at the end of the 10 front arrows, penetrating the bull's-eye from the same arrow hole!

"One last show for you~" Baiza took two more arrows and shot one of them to the left.

Where is this going to be shot? The crowd was puzzled, there was no target on the left.

Halfway through the arrow, Baiza suddenly stretched his bow to the full moon, and the second arrow quickly caught up with the first arrow, and shot at its tail, using the exquisite mechanical angle to change its direction of travel!

"Click." The arrow, which was originally flying to the left, shifted to the right and returned to the firing area, hitting the target and hitting the bull's-eye.

At this moment, the audience was silent, only the sound of the bowstring trembling echoed.

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