MTL - Legend of the Great Saint-Chapter 25 Bow archery

The Tibetan master finally shocked: "Heavenly power!?" Fu shook his head again: "Forgot, you are a hard-working outsider, and there is nothing surprisingly strong!"

"Archery can be more than just a big effort, take it!" The lord took off the hunting bow on his back and threw it to Li Qingshan.

"This is the ox-horn bow of the Tibetan lord. It has a stone weight!" "This is the secret of the Tibetan lord who wants to give the kid a hardship. The bow and the stone lock are different."

One stone is one hundred and twenty pounds. The common hunting bow does not pursue power, but it is more precise and dexterous. There are few such hard bows. The bow is too hard, but the power is enhanced, but if the bow man can't manipulate it, the accuracy and archery speed will be very poor.

If you encounter a beast in the mountains, the first arrow can't shoot, the second arrow can't shoot, and the beast will come up, then there is only one dead road. But the hunters who can play this kind of hard bow are all marksmen, and shooting tigers and leopards in the mountains is not a problem.

Li Qingshan smashed the hunting bow. This is a good oak bow. It is wrapped in animal skin, wrapped in silk, and used as a bowstring. It is light but extremely powerful.

He relied on the method of the Tibetans to explain, and he stood down and pulled the bowstrings. The bones of his body also stretched out.

The Tibetan man was surprised to find that his posture was very standard. He remembered that he was only watching and looking at the essentials. Li Qingshan had no intention of meeting the gods. It took a moment to work hard for three months.

Learning to open the bow, it is not easy to make the bow too hard at the beginning. It is necessary to practice from the soft bow, shoot a lot of arrows to practice, and slowly correct the posture to strengthen the strength of the bow.

The Tibetan lord directly gave his hornbow bow to Li Qingshan. He saved his mind and beat him. Even if you are strong enough, you can't shoot the fart, but Li Qingshan's performance is beyond his accident.

It’s not that Li Qingshan’s savvy is really better than others. The “Battle Magic” is taught by him. It’s the most basic method of luck and force. If you master the key points, you can quickly Get started.

The sweat oozes from the forehead of Li Qingshan and maintains the position of opening the bow. It is indeed more laborious than holding the stone lock. The muscles and muscles of the body are faintly painful.

"This is a good way to practice strength. Although it is very tired when practicing boxing, the fists are all vacant. In the future, you need to buy a strong bow to train your strength. It will definitely be good."

"Well, aim at the target and shoot me for an arrow!" said the Tibetan.

Li Qingshan put down the hunting bow, took a break, picked up a feather arrow, and opened the bow again, facing a target 50 steps away.

"Sink down, don't rush out and look at the target!" Tibetan lord pointed at the side.

Li Qingshan’s eyes stared straight at the bull's eye and suddenly lit up, just because during the day, no one noticed. With his full attention, the target seems to be getting bigger, no longer so far away.

Legend has it that the ancient **** shooter practiced the arrow and smashed the scorpion on the rope. Then, watching the day and night, I saw that the scorpion grew bigger. It was as big as a wheel at first, then it was as big as a mountain, and it was filled with eyes. The arrow shot and passed through the body.

Li Qingshan has such a feeling at this time, knowing that this is mostly the effect of Qingniu tears, as fast as slow, as far as near, and through the Yinling.

"Medium!" Li Qingshan's heart was in motion, and the feather arrow was off the string and flew to the target.

"Hey!" The feather arrow was deeply nailed to the wooden target, but it was not in the bull's eye, but fell on the edge of the target, barely shooting.

Li Qingshan is very embarrassed: "Although it is not in the bull's eye, it is considered to be in the middle."

The people around me were so shocked that they couldn’t speak. They shot the first time in their lives, opened a strong stone bow, and targeted the 50-step target. Even in this village where the generation was hunting for a living, they never heard this. Character.

"What the **** is this guy?!"

The Tibetan man’s face barely maintains calmness: “It’s good to practice in the future.” As an old hunter, he knew best that Li Qingshan’s first archery could not estimate the impact of the arrow and the influence of the mountain wind.

"But I think this bow is still not enough!" The so-called "pull the bow when the strong", Li Qingshan wants to pursue the kind of strong bow to use all the strength to open.

The Tibetan lord did not listen much. He took the bow of Li Qingshan’s hand and shot at the target in the distance. The turbid eyes suddenly turned sharp like an eagle.

His right hand waved again and again, only Li Qingshan was alone in the scene, and he found three feather arrows.

"Hey!" The three feather arrows lined up in a line, falling on the bull's-eye, but there was only one sound in the ear.

The first in the field was a quiet, followed by a series of happy calls.

"Lianzhujian!" How can Li Qingshan not know the name of this arrow method, which was read in the book in the past life, but it is regarded as a fun thing.

But I saw it with my own eyes. I know that this is a real murderous stunt. I know it in my heart. Unless I am close to me, he will never escape this kind of arrow. If the Tibetan sneak ambush, he will die.

The Tibetan master looked at Li Qingshan and said nothing. Li Qingshan understood what he meant. He couldn’t make such an arrow and talked about what he could do if he couldn’t pull a heavier bow. He just chose The most appropriate one, the respectful worship of the past, sincere and sincere: "Please teach my archery!"

"In the future, you are also a part of my Le Ma Zhuang. You don't have to say it. I will teach it with all my heart. As for learning a few points, I will look at your skills, but I believe that your archery will come to me in the coming days. Above ~www.novelbuddy.com~ The heart of the Tibetan grandfather is comfortable, and he is also happy with Yan Yue.

He didn't like Li Qingshan, but when Li Qingshan showed his talent and strength, he shocked him and put down his posture. His emotions fell a corner, not only immediately recognized the identity of Li Qingshan, but also greatly appreciated.

This evaluation shocked everyone. The Tibetans have the strongest archery in Zhuang, which is recognized. Even the archery of the headhunter is a professor, he will give people such an evaluation, I am afraid The whole Zhuangzi must be shocked.

The group of former generations who were not very good at Li Qingshan also surrounded them. The words of the mouth were faintly revealing the meaning of closeness. This is not the trend of inflammation, but their age, which is the most respected and strong.

There may be people who are guilty and repulsive, but no longer dare to provoke the provocation. The atmosphere in the field has become harmonious. Li Qingshan understands more and more, and wants others to identify with you, not by virtue of rhetoric, but by showing enough strength.

If he does not have this strength, he wants to achieve this effect by means of communication, not only takes a long time, but also destroys his eyebrows and distorts his mind.

Straight to the evening, Li Qingshan has been able to achieve every target in the arrow, but to shoot such an arrow need to be prepared, far from the Tibetans can do so, and can not shoot even the arrow. But in the eyes of others, it is already unbelievable.

In the next few days, Li Qingshan immersed in archery and became more and more sophisticated. Although "The Bull Magic Boxing" has not been put down, the speed of progress is extremely slow.

After a few days, Li Qingshan returned home and carefully opened the jar. The strong medicinal scent of the wine was full of mouth and nose. He directly picked up the jar and drank a big mouth.

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