Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 7 Attacked
"You have obtained a hunting bow that is barely eye-catching through your own efforts, and your archery skills have improved."

"Basic Archery: 76/100."

The moment Zhao Xuan got the horn bow and iron arrows, the reminder came as expected.

The old rule is, try the bow first.

He used the bamboo arrow first.

Arrows are consumables, and low-cost bamboo arrows are always the first choice until critical moments.

What's more, each time you carefully make a hundred bamboo arrows, your archery skills will be improved a little. No one wants to part with this time-consuming but stable shortcut.

Holding the horn bow in his hand, it felt much better than the wooden bow he made himself.

Zhao Xuan slowly drew the bowstring, savoring the strength.

This strength is by no means more than one stone, at least one and a half stone.

Facts have proved that it is necessary to have a good relationship with the boss.

The results are completely different if you do it carefully or not.

After trying it, the effective range of bamboo arrows is 120 meters, and the maximum power can penetrate a three-centimeter wooden board.

The iron arrow has an effective range of 160 meters and can penetrate a ten centimeter wooden stake.

With this range and power, shooting wild boars is a piece of cake.

After the test firing, Zhao Xuan went up the mountain with two hundred bamboo arrows and ten iron arrows.

The basic archery skills have not yet been perfected, and the mountain people still need to work hard.

This time, his target was the wild boar that had chased him several times.

Mr. Zhao doesn't like to hold grudges, so he wants to avenge him as soon as possible.

Encountering a rabbit running hastily on the road, Zhao Xuan raised his hand and shot it with an arrow without thinking.

When I bent down to pick it up, I heard a faint whistling sound in my ears.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw an iron arrow shooting towards him.
Zhao Xuan's soul suddenly appeared, and he rolled like a donkey into the grass.

His scalp felt cold, and the iron arrow flew past his hair and was half buried in the soil beside him. The arrow feathers trembled.

A drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead.

As an archer, he knew very well that if this arrow hit the vital point, he would definitely die.

With palpitations in his heart, he looked around and saw a young man in rich clothes strolling toward him in the distance, surrounded by more than ten people.

Seeing him sticking his head out, the young man drew his bow decisively, shot an arrow at him, and said viciously: "If you dare to steal my prey, you will die."

There is no other reason, no reason.

If you offend me, I will kill you.

Seeing Zhao Xuan dodge, he ordered to the person behind him: "Catch him."

Zhao Xuan was angry and anxious. When he saw two strong men running towards him, he didn't care about picking up the rabbit on the ground and ran away quickly.

While running, he pulled out a bamboo arrow and shot a strong man in front of him in the eye socket.

If others want to kill him, why should he show mercy?
The chasing man did not expect that Zhao Xuan would dare to fight back, so he hurriedly blocked it with his hands.

How can flesh and blood stop the arrows fired from the horn bow.

As expected, the palm was shot through and dripping with blood.

The big man screamed and stopped.

When his companions saw that he was injured, they were frightened and did not dare to pursue him, leaving Zhao Xuanyuan to go.

……

For a while, Shinobu thinks more and more angry, and takes a step back and thinks more and more losses.

Zhao Xuan, who escaped the pursuit, was furious. He was hunting in the mountains. Who did he offend?
For no reason, the prey was robbed, and he almost lost his life.

He gritted his teeth and turned back secretly.

"waste."

After carefully lurking about 150 meters away from the group of people, I heard the young man scolding the two big men who were chasing him.

"In the county town, few people dare to snatch my young master's things. How dare someone in this poor place dare to snatch the prey that my young master likes?"

"No matter what method you use, I will find him and kill him, even if you overturn this mountain."

Zhao Xuan almost gritted his teeth when he heard this and stared at the young man.

Look at the others.

Well, isn't that Chen Ergou?Why is he in there too?

Among the people, a scarred man grabbed Chen Ergou's collar: "Aren't you from a nearby village? Do you know that person just now?"

"let me go."

Just as Chen Ergou was about to struggle, he was hit with a big punch and immediately became honest.

He said: "It was too far away, I couldn't see clearly..."

"Ok?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the heavy nasal voice of the scarred man. He shivered and hurriedly changed his words: "I know you."

The scarred man forced him to ask: "Who is it?"

Chen Ergou turned around in his mind, and suddenly a figure flashed across his mind, gradually becoming clearer.

That body shape doesn't quite resemble it.

"Why don't you tell me quickly?" The scarred man had a fierce look on his face and raised his palm.

Chen Ergou was immediately frightened: "His name is Zhao Er, he is from our village."

Then he described Zhao Xuan’s situation.

Deliberately emphasizing that Zhao Xuan is an excellent archer and often appears in the mountains, he directly targeted Zhao Xuan.

I just didn't expect that he hit the mark by mistake.

Only then did the scarred man let go of him and looked at the young man with a flattering smile on his face: "Young Master, I've asked."

In the distance, Zhao Xuan, hiding in the grass, felt cold in his heart.

Not only did the other party snatch his prey for no reason, but he also wanted to kill them all?
"You did a good job."

The young man was very satisfied with the scarred man. He pointed at Chen Ergou and said, "Take me to find him. If you dare to snatch my prey, I will chop him alive."

Chen Ergou nodded and bowed: "I obey."

The scarred man had just made a new achievement and couldn't help but want to show off: "Sir, wait a minute, we are coming to the door now. What if that kid finds out and doesn't dare to go back?"

"It's better to hunt in the mountains first, and then wait for the boy to come home, and then catch turtles in an urn."

The young man thought for a moment and nodded heavily: "It makes sense."

At the same time, Zhao Xuan took out the iron arrow.

He had just been chased, and he still had some illusions. Was there some misunderstanding?
After listening to the conversation at this moment, he just wanted to kill someone.

First of all, he didn't mess with anyone.

Secondly, he is not someone to be trifled with.

The moment the scarred man made way for the young man with a flattering look on his face, he took action.

The brand new iron arrow passed through the scarred man's throat with a screaming sound, and brought up a handful of blood flowers.

The scarred man's eyes were wide open, and he was kneeling on the ground, holding his throat.

He died without even having time to say his last words.

"Archery is originally a killing skill. If you kill an enemy and have murderous intentions, your archery skills will be improved to a certain extent."

"Basic Archery: 79/100."

Kill one person and your progress increases by three points.

This made Zhao Xuan even more murderous.

Blood splattered on the boy's face, causing him to scream.

Only then did the rest of the entourage react, surrounding the young man and shouting: "The enemy is attacking, protect the young master."

From beginning to end, no one gave the scarred man a second glance.

Taking advantage of the opponent's panic, Zhao Xuan shot another arrow.

This arrow was aimed at another strong man who was tall and thick.

The difference is that this time he died from a chest piercing.

A bunch of people were crowded together, and with Zhao Xuan's archery skills, it was difficult to miss.

"Everyone get down."

Only after the second person died did someone react and come up with a response plan.

The young man was pulled down and his face touched the dirt. He felt extremely humiliated and said angrily: "Untouchable, I want to kill him."

"Guard Sun, kill him for me."

Sun Huowei was the one who reminded everyone to get down, and he also felt aggrieved.

The opponent's archery skills are too strong, and he is not a humble mountain man like Ergou said.

A mere mountain man whose archery skills are better than those he has practiced for more than ten years, who is he?
Waste?
Holding his breath, he pointed in the direction of Zhao Xuan: "He is over there, shoot arrows over there to suppress him."

There were ten people in the group, minus the two who died, the one with injured hands, Chen Ergou who was leading the way, and the frightened young man. The remaining five people lay on the ground and shot arrows in the direction of Zhao Xuan.

Sun Huwei ordered again: "Tietou, you are injured. Protect the young master with your body. Datou and I suppress him with bows and arrows. The three of you touch him and kill him."

"Big Tou, you and I take turns shooting arrows, don't let him take the lead."

There was nothing wrong with the strategy, but he didn't consider that people are alive.

After firing the two arrows, Zhao Xuan had already moved.

He had calculated that there were eight more people on the other side, and he rushed at them at all costs. With the speed of the two big men just now and a distance of 150 meters, he had no time to kill eight people.

In addition, several people were lying on the ground, and there was a slope blocking them. He could not shoot at them unless he changed positions.

Unexpectedly, he overestimated the other party.

Seeing that the opponent was shooting arrows at his previous hiding place, or even crawling forward, Zhao Xuan was not polite, aimed at the person advancing, and shot an arrow.

The iron arrow shot into his right ear and out of his left ear, bringing out a string of yellow and white mixture.

The third person, die.

Seeing this, Sun Huowei's pupils shrank sharply and he grabbed the young man's arm: "Master, this man's archery skills are too strong. We are no match for him. Let's go quickly, otherwise we will all die in his hands."

He was afraid that the young man would get angry and refuse to leave, so he advised: "Anyway, we already know this person's identity. It will not be difficult to kill him when we go back and gather people."

The young man was frightened and quickly responded: "Let's go."

Zhao Xuan, who has sharp ears and eyes, could hear clearly from a distance and sneered: "Want to leave?"

(End of this chapter)