Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 690

  Three hundred and thirty steps.

   And that spike came through the air.

   Chiju will be startled.

  His body trembled subconsciously.

   And the spiked arrow almost passed him by.

   With a beep, he stabbed fiercely into the mud behind him.

  The chaotic rock was pierced by arrow clusters, and then the arrows penetrated into the soil, raising dust.

   The shattered rocks split open and ejected, a piece of gravel splashed on the back of Chiju's hand, it was very painful...

   Chiju was stunned!

  This is three hundred and fifty steps.

  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…

   Chi Zhu felt a little scared.

   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 the arrow first.

  For year-round archers, 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 250 steps within this time gap, and use my hundred-step archery, the opponent will definitely 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.

   After being shocked, Abu Hua breathed a sigh of relief and missed the shot. Then, the next... is the opportunity.

  This man has extraordinary arm strength... Unfortunately... he is 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…

  After that, Abu Hua's expression changed.

  Because at this time, Zhang Yuanxi took out another spiked arrow from the arrow box without slowing down.

  His face was calm and steady.

  He is like an experienced old hunter, and he didn't have any fluctuations 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, Chiju will travel in a straight line, and his speed...must be accurately calculated.

   Regarding 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 the people of the world remember my name forever!

  People were in an uproar again.

  Cum again?

  How long has it been?

  Ordinary people, how can they bear it? Isn't his arm numb?

   Double shot!

  The spiked arrow shot out like a migratory locust, and it was even more powerful.

  The mace 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 couldn't control the arrows he shot.

   Instead of this, he needs to do something more meaningful.

  So, 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 a continuous shot. How did the **** on the other side do it?

  The arrows like migratory locusts arrived in an instant.

   Chiju subconsciously... wants to hide.

   But everything is... late.

   In his pupils, the sharpness of arrow clusters was reflected.

  In the blink of an eye, Chiju let out a muffled snort. The **** arrow pierced deeply into his thigh.

   Uh...ah!

   Chiju howling.

  The spiked arrow pierced through his thigh.

  The **** arrow directly pierced through his thigh with unparalleled strength.

   Chiju was shaking, it hurt...it hurt so much, he desperately wanted to squirm forward, and now...he was also limping.

He is a man in the desert, and he has already treated all kinds of knife wounds and arrow wounds as a daily routine. He gritted his teeth, endured the unparalleled pain, and almost dragged the broken leg, still... a step forward step by step.

  He's going to go down, he's going to get close to this **** cripple, he's gotta kill him.

  I, Chiju, swear to Father Khan, blessed by Changshengtian, that I will kill my enemies with my hands.

  Above the walls, there is no cheering.

  Many people have seen this scene clearly, but now...it is strangely silent.

  In addition to panting like a cow, Chiju who fluttered.

   The more terrifying...began.

far away…

  Zhang Yuanxi didn't care whether the second arrow hit or not, because the third arrow was already on the bowstring.

  His heart is like an ancient well, and in his mind, there is only Fang Jifan, the uncle who encouraged him to go out of the house, and the person who taught himself that life can be so colorful.

  At this moment, Zhang Yuanxi's blood boiled.

  The huge blood hidden in the bottom of my heart, which was suppressed in the body because of the foot disease, at this moment, all burst out.

  Every muscle in his body is like a bow. The spiked arrows are not shot from the iron bow, but from the strength of his own body.

   Triple shot!

  Chick...

   Arrows into the flesh.

   This arrow hit Chiju's 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 after that, there was the sound of the shoulder bone shattering at the shoulder socket, and the tip of the spiked arrow seemed to have pierced his shoulder bone, and blood mist sprayed out.

  At this time...Chiju was shedding tears.

  Bang   The bow in his hand should fall to the ground.

   Triple shot, this is triple shot.

  With such a huge power, such a strong bow, how did one person manage to shoot three shots in a row.

  I have been learning archery all my life. I draw at least 30 bows a day, 30 bows, and I still can't shoot three consecutive shots. But this lame, this **** lame...how did he do it?

In fact, he didn't know that the **** 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, 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 time, 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 afraid, as well as... reluctance to this world.

  He doesn't want to die!

  But...he was standing in the urn, surrounded by high walls, and the **** three hundred steps away.

  Chick!

  The fourth arrow pierced Chiju's knee fiercely.

  The knee seemed to explode, **** and bloody.

   Chiju cried.

  Tears fell patter, he muttered, but what he said, there was no audience at all.

  The fifth arrow...

  The sixth arrow...

  Zhang Yuanxi felt more and more comfortable.

   This is 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 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.

   All without hesitation, he shot the eighth arrow.

   Actually.

  When the eight consecutive shots were fired, everyone no longer paid attention to Chijutsu.

  This so-called fifth prince is like a scumbag, like an ant.

  Do people care about an ant?

  What people are concerned about is how many arrows this **** can shoot, and how many can hit the target.

  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...shooting is back.

  There is no happiness or worry on the surface.

shoot! It is the only meaning of his existence now. ,

  He was going towards Chishu.

   Chiju's body has become like a hedgehog, with arrows piercing through every part of his body.

  He was like mud, paralyzed on the ground, and the severe pain all over his body was like scraping a bone.

  It hurts, it hurts so much, it's worse than being tortured.

   What hurts more... is his heart!

  His heart is broken, shattered.

  The fifth crown prince, who is famous for riding and shooting, was defeated by a cripple!

  One person can do nine consecutive shots!

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  (end of this chapter)