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Master Zang was finally shocked: "Innate supernatural power!?" Fu shook his head again: "Forget, you are a hard foreigner, so it's no surprise that you are stronger!"
"Archery is more than just great strength, take it!" Master Zang took off the hunting bow on his back and threw it to Li Qingshan.
"This is Master Tibet's ox-horn bow, weighing a stone!" "This is Master Tibet deliberately trying to embarrass the kid. Bowing is different from throwing a stone lock."
One stone is one hundred and twenty catties. Ordinary hunting bows do not pursue power, but rather pursue precision and dexterity. Rarely have such a hard bow. If the bow is too hard, the power will be increased, but if the person with the bow cannot control it, the accuracy and archery speed will be poor.
If you encounter a beast in the mountains, the first arrow misses, and the second arrow is too late, the beast will pounce, and there is only one dead end. But hunters who can play with this kind of hard bow are all sharpshooters, and it's easy to shoot tigers and leopards in the mountains.
Li Qingshan picked up the hunting bow. This is a good oak bow, wrapped in animal skins, entwined with silk, and used beef tendon as the bowstring. It is light but powerful.
Following the method explained by Lord Cang, he sank his waist and immediately opened the bowstring, and his muscles and bones also unfolded.
Master Zang was surprised to find that his posture turned out to be quite standard, remembering that he had just been watching, and giving a little guidance on the essentials, Li Qingshan understood everything, and for a moment, it seemed that he had been working hard for three months.
To learn how to draw a bow, it is not easy to make a bow that is too hard at the beginning. You have to start with a soft bow, shoot a lot of arrows to practice, and slowly correct your posture to increase the strength of the bow.
Master Zang directly gave his horn bow to Li Qingshan, just thinking about hitting him. Even if you were so powerful, you couldn't shoot farts, but Li Qingshan's performance was beyond his surprise.
It’s not that Li Qingshan’s savvy really surpasses others. What he taught in "Bull Demon Power Fist" is the most basic way of luck, swords, spears, swords and halberds. As long as he masters the essentials, he can be able to quickly. Get started.
Sweat oozes from Li Qingshan's forehead, maintaining the bow-opening posture, which is indeed much more laborious than lifting a stone lock, and the muscles and muscles all over his body are aching.
"This is a good way to practice strength. Although I am tired when practicing boxing, my fists are always vacated. I need to buy a strong bow to practice strength, which is definitely beneficial."
"Okay, aim at the target and shoot an arrow to show me!" Master Zang ordered.
Li Qingshan put down his hunting bow, took a short rest, twisted a feather arrow, and opened his bow again, facing a target fifty steps away.
"Sink down, don't shoot out in a hurry, look at the target!" Master Zang pointed to the side.
Li Qingshan's eyes stared straight at the bull's-eye and suddenly lit up, but because it was during the day, no one noticed. Under his wholehearted attention, the target seemed to have grown bigger, and it was no longer so out of reach.
According to legend, the ancient marksman practiced arrows, tied the lice to the rope, and then watched day and night, and saw that the lice slowly grew bigger, at first it was as big as a wheel, and then as big as a mountain. The arrow shot through the louse.
Li Qingshan felt this way at this time, knowing that it was mostly the effect of Qing Niu's tears, seeing fast as slow, seeing far as near, and permeating the yin spirit.
"Mid!" Li Qingshan had an idea in his heart, and the arrow left the string and flew towards the target.
"True!" The feather arrow nailed deeply on the wooden target, but it missed the bull's-eye. Instead, it landed on the edge of the target, barely shooting.
Li Qingshan feels embarrassed: "Although he missed the bullseye, he is still hit."
People around were shocked to speak. For the first time in their lives they shot an arrow, shot a strong bow with a stone, and hit a target fifty steps away. Even in this village where generations of hunting and shooting have lived, they have never heard of this. Characters.
"What the hell is this guy?!"
Master Zang barely maintained his composure: "I just need to practice well in the future." As an old hunter, he knew best that Li Qingshan shot an arrow for the first time and couldn't estimate the fall of the arrow and the influence of the mountain wind.
"But I don't think this bow is strong enough!" As the saying goes, "pull the bow as a strong one," Li Qingshan wants to pursue the kind of strong bow that can only be opened with all his strength.
After hearing this, Master Zang didn't say much. He took the bow in Li Qingshan's hand and shot it at a distant target. His turbid eyes suddenly became sharp as an eagle.
He waved his right hand again and again, and only Li Qingshan was there to see clearly, he drew out three feather arrows one after another.
"True!" The three feather arrows were connected in a line and landed on the bullseye, but there was only one sound in the ear.
There was a silence in the field, and then a series of cheers broke out.
"Lianzhu Arrow!" How could Li Qingshan not know the name of this arrow technique? He read it in a book in his previous life, but it was just an interesting thing.
But when I saw it with my own eyes, I knew that this was a real killing skill, and I guessed that unless he fought personally, he would never escape such an arrow technique, and if Master Zang attacked and ambushed, he would undoubtedly die.
Master Zang looked at Li Qingshan and didn’t say much. Li Qingshan already understood what he meant. He couldn’t use this kind of arrow method. He also talked about “pull the bow as the strong one”. The other party was not unable to draw a heavier bow, but just chose The most suitable thing is, he stepped forward to pay respectfully and said sincerely: "Please teach me archery!"
"From now on, you will also be a member of Le Ma Zhuang. You don’t need to say, I will teach it with all my heart. As for how much I can learn, it depends on your ability, but I believe that in the future, your archery skills will be with me. Above." Master Zang felt comfortable, and he also became happy.
He didn't like Li Qingshan, but when Li Qingshan showed his talent and strength, shocked him, and put down his posture. His emotions took a turn, not only immediately recognized Li Qingshan's identity, but also greatly appreciated.
This evaluation shocked everyone. Master Zang’s archery skills are the strongest in the village. This is recognized. Even the archery skills of headhunters were taught by him. He would give people such an evaluation, I’m afraid The whole Zhuangzi was shocked.
The group of offspring boys who had been very unkind to Li Qingshan also gathered around, babbling, faintly expressing a sense of intimacy, this is not a tendency to become a leader, but their age, who originally respected the strongest.
There may be people who are jealous and repulsive, but no longer dare to be contemptuous and provocative. The atmosphere in the field has become harmonious. Li Qingshan has become more and more aware that he wants others to identify with you not by rhetoric, but by showing sufficient strength.
If he doesn't have this strength, it will not only take a long time to achieve this effect by means of communication, but it will also distort his mind.
In the evening, Li Qingshan was already able to hit the bullseye with every arrow, but he needed preparation to shoot such an arrow. But in the eyes of others, it is incredible enough.
In the next few days, Li Qingshan immersed himself in archery and became more and more diligent. Although "Bull Demon Power Fist" did not let go, the speed of progress was extremely slow.
After finally boiled for a few days, Li Qingshan returned home and carefully opened the wine jar. The strong medicinal aroma filled his nose and mouth. He directly picked up the wine jar and took a big sip.
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