Douluo: Humans are peerless, fake gods.

Chapter 138 Angry Snow Empress!

"The Hope of Obsidian..."

Ran Yuming smiled slightly, nodded and said, "The name is pretty good."

"Teacher, if it's all right, I'll try the power of this bow?" Su Luoheng rubbed his hands together, looking eager to try.

"Go." Ran Yuming nodded with a smile.

Su Luoheng turned around and ran out happily.

As soon as he ran to the door, Su Luoheng suddenly remembered something, turned around, and said solemnly to Ran Yuming, "Teacher, I will not bury your hard work!"

"Ah."

Ran Yuming's smile became more and more relieved.

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Archery training room.

It was almost evening now, and the students had all finished their training.

Su Luoheng was the only one in the huge venue, and it looked extraordinarily empty and quiet, which was exactly what he thought. He didn't like noise during archery training, and this kind of atmosphere was just right.

Therefore, when training archery, it will also be at this point in time.

Walking to the console, Su Luoheng set fixed target positions at distances of 50 meters, 100 meters, 150 meters, and 200 meters respectively.

Because it was basic archery training, he did not use projection weapons, but ordinary arrows.

Everything was ready, Su Luoheng took out the Obsidian Hope.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Su Luoheng adjusted his breathing and stared at the arrow target in front of him.

Then set up, draw the bow, nock the arrow, release the arrow, aim at the target, the whole movement is coherent and complete in one go.

Whoosh!

He slowly drew the bow, and as the muscles in his arm tightened, the arrow in his hand fell out, and he shot straight at the 50-meter target, hitting the bull's-eye with precision.

Immediately, he drew his bow and nocked his arrow again.

"It's much smoother than before..."

"As expected of the material of the seventh-level soul guide, I feel that I can try 500 meters with a fixed target today."

Su Luoheng muttered to himself, and arrows shot out of the air one by one.

Draw the bow, nock the arrow; draw the bow again, nock the arrow again...

The movement went on and on until ten arrows were hit and missed in the center of each target.

When done, clear all targets.

The difference is that this time he added two more fixed targets.

Going back and forth like this, until the shooting distance is increased to 500 meters, and the ten arrows miss the center again, the first round of fixed target practice ends.

And the sword barrel on the right has been consumed.

"It really reached 500 meters today!"

After three months of archery practice, the effective range of the fixed target position has increased from 50 meters at the beginning to the current 500 meters.

It is enough to prove that he is indeed talented in archery.

After a short rest, Su Luoheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and immediately started a new round of training.

But this time it was not a fixed target position, but a moving target within a hundred meters.

The ring diameter of the fighting spirit competition is mostly set between 100 and [-] meters, so in order to be able to imagine the combination of Honkai and bow and arrow, which can play a role in this competition, Su Luoheng has practiced the moving target according to the fighting method in the past three months. Site-wide assault training for the Soul Contest.

Turns on with a moving target within a range of 100 meters.

Su Luoheng opened his five fingers slightly, held the Obsidian's Hope tightly again, and continued to train.

Time passed by and night fell.

Looking at the empty training room except for himself, Xue Di's expression gradually turned cold.

Obviously, he had already made an appointment to come to train swordsmanship, but he waited here for a full hour, but there was no sign of Su Luoheng.

So according to the words of human beings, I am being... released as a pigeon?

"Ha ha……"

"It's only been half a month, and you can't go on seeing this?"

"Sure enough, human beings are not deterministic. That's fine, anyway, you gave it up yourself, and it saves me from wasting time on you every day."

Snow Emperor murmured.

Having said that, I can't help but feel a little disappointed.

In the past few days, he finally changed his attitude towards Su Luoheng, and now all of them are cleared.

After a moment of silence, Xue Di left the fencing training room.

Just as she was about to return to the teachers' dormitory, she stopped suddenly when she walked to the gate.

The great Treant Douluo once said: The more you think about it for a while, the more angry you get, and the more you think about it when you take a step back, the more you suffer!

Who is she?

The head of the three heavenly kings of the Far North!

There are so many soul beasts out there fighting for their own guidance, but this human being refuses to come because he can't say it. Does it really mean that her swordsmanship instructor is a Chinese cabbage?

How could he, Su Luoheng, take her courses whenever he wanted, and leave whenever he wanted!

"Su Luoheng, right?"

"This emperor wants to see, what can make you give up even your swordsmanship training!"

Xue Di snorted coldly, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, with a thought, the Xuedan in his body rotated rapidly, and he was positioned at Su Luoheng's position not long after.

Then he turned around and walked quickly to the place where it came from.

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Archery training room.

"Whoosh..."

Su Luoheng breathed steadily, and shot one arrow after another.

Although his physical strength has declined, his overall state today is indeed surprisingly good.

I don't know if it's because of a different bow, or for some other reason, but the target hit rate was only about 50.00%, but today it has soared all the way to 70.00%.

With his current progress rate, it is estimated that archery will definitely be able to play a role in the Soul Fighting Competition.

Su Luoheng was also very happy.

For myself, I added two more barrels full of arrows.

It will take at least half an hour to shoot all of them.

"Archery training room..."

At the same time, following the induction, Xue Di came to the archery training room, was about to enter, but stopped in front of the door, and a flash of thought flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Think about it carefully, maybe there is something else hidden about this matter?

The sword can speak, and a person's character will be reflected on his sword.

During this period of sparring, she could feel from Su Luoheng's sword that he was not a person who gave up easily.Although she didn't know where his limit was, she felt that Su Luoheng would not retreat, at least not yet.

Swords are not as expressive as words.

But words can deceive, but swords cannot.

Therefore, Xue Di decided to feel it first before it was too late.

Although Xuedi is not specialized in mental power.

But with a cultivation base of 70 years, he still knows how to use mental power to some extent.

Immediately, the mind moved slightly.

The powerful mental power soon covered the entire sword training room, and after a while, all the scenes in the room were reflected in his mind.

As she guessed.

Su Luoheng was unremittingly practicing archery.

At this time, although his forehead was covered with sweat, he was still struggling to draw his bow and arrow.

The arrows lost one after another, shooting out like a streamer.

Although the hit rate was not as impressive as before, some fell on moving targets, and some fell on the ground, but his targets remained undiminished.

The remaining two barrels of arrows must be shot completely.

This is his character, he must do his best to achieve the goals he has set.

Chapter 139 Su Luoheng is archery, the famous scene is reenacted!

"Hehe, you're quite serious~"

"However, that's not why you missed the appointment..."

"But this time, let me let you go~"

Xue Di snorted softly, curled his lips slightly, and slowly walked to the other side, leaning against the wall, with his arms around his chest, quietly observing Su Luoheng practicing archery.

Quietly, her impression of someone changed again.