Chapter Six Hundred and Ninetieth: Nine Consecutive Shots
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Three hundred and thirty steps.
And that wolf-toothed arrow came through the air.
Chi Shu would be taken aback.
His body trembled subconsciously.
And the spiked arrow almost missed him.
With a beep, he stabbed fiercely into the mud behind him.
The chaotic rock was pierced by the arrow clusters, and then the arrows penetrated into the soil, raising dust.
The shattered rocks split open and ejected, a piece of crushed stone splashed on the back of Chiju's hand, it was very painful...
Chiju was stunned!
This is three hundred and fifty steps.
For ordinary people, even if it is two hundred and fifty steps, the arrow has lost its strength.
But now this arrow, three hundred and thirty steps away, still has such power.
horrible……
Chiju felt a little scared in his heart.
It's terrible, how strong is this person's arms?
But immediately, he felt relieved.
There was a ferocious look on his face.
But even so, the opponent still lost.
Because the opponent shoots first.
For those who have been archery all year round, one person has exhausted all his strength and fired an arrow, which consumes a lot of physical strength and arms. If he wants to shoot a second arrow, he will inevitably need to rest.
Otherwise, even if you can barely draw the bow, your arms will inevitably tremble, and there is no accuracy at all.
This...is an opportunity.
As long as I walk within two hundred and fifty steps within this time gap, and use my hundred-step piercing archery, the opponent will undoubtedly die.
Chiju let out a roar, and he began to sprint forward. He was familiar with the art of arching horses, so he naturally knew that he could buy this time.
On the tower, everyone held their breath.
When Zhang Yuanxi shot an arrow, people realized that Zhang Yuanxi was not as simple as imagined.
Zhang Sheng's heart was lifted, he opened his eyes wide, bloodshot eyes, took out a new binoculars, stared at his son, his lips were trembling, tears flowed down, In my heart... I can't help but pray silently.
And after being shocked, Abuhua breathed a sigh of relief and missed the shot. Then, the next... is the opportunity.
This person has extraordinary arm strength... Unfortunately... he was still too impatient, he should have let the fifth prince get closer to shoot again, but now he wasted this great opportunity for no reason.
Next, it's time for the fifth prince to appear.
But……
Afterwards, Abu Hua's expression changed.
Because at this time, Zhang Yuanxi took out another Spike arrow from the arrow box without slowing down.
His face was calm and steady.
He was like an experienced old hunter, there was no fluctuation on his face because of the mistake of the first arrow.
Then he bent his bow and nocked an arrow.
The direction of the cluster of arrows was aimed at Chiju who was 300 paces away, and the tips of the arrows were bursting with sharpness.
Although Cai Cai's first arrow was a mistake, it gave Zhang Sheng a chance to adjust. He missed it. It may be because this is a windless environment, which is different from when he was in contact with him. Therefore, it is good to be able to adjust .
Of course, the most important thing is to predict, because Chiju is moving, in order to seize the time, Chishu will travel in a straight line, and his speed... must be accurately calculated.
About these, Zhang Yuanxi has had countless insights.
He smiled, perhaps for the first time in real public appearance, but he seemed surprisingly calm.
My name is Zhang Yuanxi, I have a father, but it doesn't matter, I came here to learn from my uncle, who suffers from brain disease and is still famous all over the world. And I... will let people in the world remember my name forever!
People suddenly became uproar again.
Want to shoot again?
How long does it take.
How can an ordinary person bear it? Isn't his arm numb?
Double shot!
The spiked arrow shot out like a locust, with even more power.
Spike arrows piercing through the air roared.
But Zhang Yuanxi didn't check to see if he hit the target anymore, because to him, it was meaningless, and he could no longer control the arrows he shot.
Instead, he needs to do something more meaningful.
Therefore, he bowed slightly, and continued to draw arrows from the arrow box.
The second arrow that pierced through the air completely made Chiju feel like he was going crazy.
This is impossible……
This is continuous shooting. How did the cripple on the other side do it?
The arrow, like a locust, arrived in an instant.
Chiju subconsciously...wanted to hide.
But everything is... too late.
In his pupils, the sharpness of arrow clusters was reflected.
In the blink of an eye, Chiju let out a muffled snort, the damned arrow pierced deeply into his thigh.
Uh... ah!
Chiju howls.
The spiked arrow pierced through his thigh.
The bloody arrow directly pierced through his thigh with unparalleled strength.
Chiju was shaking, hurting...the pain was severe, he desperately wanted to move forward, and now...he was also limping
abduct.
He is a man in the desert, he has already treated all kinds of knife wounds and arrow wounds as a routine, he gritted his teeth, endured the unparalleled pain, almost dragging the broken leg, still... moving forward Move step by step.
He was going to go down, to get close to the damned cripple, to kill him.
I, Chiju, swear to Father Khan, who is blessed by Changshengtian, that I will kill my enemies with my hands.
Above the city walls, there was no cheering.
Many people have seen this scene clearly, but now... there is an astonishing silence.
In addition to panting like a cow, Chishu fluttering.
Even more frightening...began.
far away……
Zhang Yuanxi didn't care whether the second arrow hit or not, because the third arrow had already hit the bowstring.
His heart is like an ancient well, and in his mind, only Fang Jifan, the uncle who encouraged him to come out of the house, the person who taught himself that life can be so colorful.
At this moment, Zhang Yuanxi's blood boiled.
At this moment, the huge blood that was hidden in the bottom of my heart and was suppressed in the body because of the foot disease, all burst out at this moment.
Every muscle in his body is like a bow, and the spiked arrows are not shot from the iron bow, but from the strength of his own body.
Triple shot!
laugh……
Arrows into the flesh.
This arrow hit Chiju directly on the shoulder socket.
Chiju's body was violently shaken by the powerful force of the Spike Arrow, and he leaned back, even his legs, subconsciously trying to stabilize his balance, but when his feet moved violently, the pain under his feet instantly made him His face was pale, and he was about to pass out from the pain.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the shoulder bone shattering at the shoulder socket. The tip of the spiked arrow seemed to have pierced through his shoulder bone, and blood mist sprayed out.
At this moment... Chiju shed tears.
The bow in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
Triple shot, this is triple shot.
Such a huge power, such a strong bow, how did one person manage to shoot three consecutive shots.
All my life, I have been learning how to shoot arrows. I draw at least thirty bows every day, and I can't shoot three times in a row. But this cripple, this damn cripple...how did he do it?
In fact, he didn't know that the cripple opposite him had done tens of thousands of pull-ups since he was a child. He had to rely on his hands to replace his limbs. Every time he poured his strength into the crutches with his arms , Then, use crutches to prop up his body. This kind of exercise is common to him. When he exercises his arm strength, it is like people dressing and eating.
Chiju staggered, he couldn't hold on anymore.
He panted heavily, unwillingly, let out an angry roar.
I am the son of the Great Khan blessed by the Longevity God.
How could it be that he died under the arrow of a lame man.
...
Then... the fourth arrow.
The fourth arrow pierced Chiju's thigh again.
Chi Shu...even though he boasted that he was such a tough guy, his body wobbled, and finally, unwillingly, he fell down.
He was covered in blood holes, bleeding profusely.
At this moment, tears flowed from his eyes.
When a person faces death, no matter how self-proclaimed a tough guy is, it is inevitable that he will start to feel fear, and...a reluctance to this world.
He doesn't want to die!
But... he was standing in the urn city, surrounded by high walls, and the cripple three hundred steps away.
laugh!
The fourth arrow pierced Chiju's knee viciously.
The knee seemed to explode, bloody and bloody.
Chiju cried.
Tears were falling down, and he was muttering, but what he said, there was no audience at all.
The fifth arrow...
The sixth arrow...
Zhang Yuanxi felt more and more at ease.
It's a wonderful feeling.
The whole person is immersed in it.
It seems that only in this way can Zhang Yuanxi feel the meaning of life.
He shoots seven arrows.
He felt that his blood was completely boiling, and his whole body was hot. He mechanically took out the eighth arrow.
Compared to the target that was moved just now, this target is completely a living target.
He closed his eyes, and could clearly feel the existence of the target in the distance.
Without hesitation, he shot the eighth arrow.
In fact.
When the eight consecutive shots were fired, everyone no longer paid attention to Chiju.
This so-called fifth prince is simply a scumbag existence, like an ant.
Do people care about an ant?
What people are concerned about is how many arrows this cripple can shoot, and how many can hit the target.
The ninth arrow!
After the ninth arrow that pierced through the air was shot, Zhang Yuanxi let out a breath. With difficulty, he carried the arrow box on his back. Then, he limped, holding the bow, and Xu Xu moved forward.
It's like... returning from shooting.
There is no joy or worry on the face.
shoot! It is the only meaning of his existence now. ,
He was heading for Chishu.
Chi Shu's body has become like a hedgehog, with arrows piercing through every part of his body.
He was like mud, paralyzed on the ground, his whole body
The severe pain was like scraping a bone.
It hurts, it hurts badly, it's worse than being tortured.
What hurts more... is his heart!
His heart was broken, shattered.
The fifth prince, who is famous for riding and shooting, was defeated by a cripple!
One person can do nine consecutive shots!
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