Primitive Tribe Adventure

"Now I want to test your archery skills."

When he said this sentence, less than four hours had passed since he taught Fengyun to shoot arrows.

"Brother Lei, do I have to run like you?"

"Rushing? How long have you only learned to shoot arrows, thinking about shooting?"

Facing Fengyun's questioning, a dumbfounding expression was exposed.

As a past person, he has a deep understanding of the difficulty of shooting. Compared with static shooting, the difficulty is more than ten times greater.

He also practiced hard for almost two years before he managed to shoot, and the chance of hitting was less than 30%.

Even so, his performance has been among the best in the batch of junior totem fighters who received training, and has even occupied the first place for a long time.

Feng Yun has only been learning archery for a few hours now, and he wants to shoot, which is simply whimsical.

Although he had to admit that Feng Yun showed strong learning ability and savvy in the process of learning archery, and the speed of improvement was amazing, but he still did not think he could reach the level of shooting.

"Then I will shoot still."

Feng Yun did not insist. He drew ten arrows from the back basket, holding one in his hand, and the other nine were inserted on the ground in front of him for easy access.

Zhang bow and arrow, Fengyun began to exert force, the bow quickly turned into a full moon.

This bow was specially tailored for him. Although considering his height, the bow is relatively short and looks a bit small, but its strength is not low, and it is not inferior to the bow used by Thunder.

"Wait!"

Just when Feng Yun was about to release his fingers and show archery before the storm, when a thin stick stuck in the ground shot past, Lei suddenly screamed and stopped his movement.

"Brother Lei, is there any problem?"

Feng Yun turned his head and looked at Lei with a confused expression.

"I thought about it, and I decided to respect what you mean. You can just run if you want."

Not knowing what kind of thought, Lei agreed to let Fengyun run.

"But the difficulty of running is much higher than that of static shooting. Don't be frustrated if you miss a shot. This is normal."

"Brother Lei, you have been worried. I just want to try shooting. I don't care about the results. Even if I miss an arrow, it's normal. After all, the time I learn to archery is too short."

As Feng Yun said, he pulled the arrow from the ground and stuck it on his belt, leaving only one arrow in his hand.

When Lei was demonstrating archery before, he grabbed four arrows with one hand. It did look cool, but Fengyun knew it.

If he did the same, not only would he not be able to increase the speed of his archery, but it would also greatly affect his shooting accuracy.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Yun ran, his path was very similar to the path that Thunder took when he demonstrated archery.

Lei stared at Fengyun closely, his eyes were not blinking, and he was even more nervous than shooting himself.

Fengyun ran out about ten feet away, suddenly raised the bow in his hand, opened the bow and set an arrow, and instantly pulled the bow full.

Accompanied by a scream, the arrow turned into a black stream shadow and shot at the first thin wooden stick.

"Shooting so far? It's too confident, right?"

Seeing that Fengyun was so far away from the target, Lei started shooting, and he was slightly stunned.

According to his vision, even if Fengyun chooses to shoot, he will definitely get as close to the target as possible, shortening the distance between him and the target within ten feet, thereby improving the accuracy of shooting.

Even so, he did not think that Fengyun could be shot.

In the next moment, he was stunned suddenly, his eyes widened, his mouth wide open, his throat was exposed, and he looked like he was **** in the daytime.

"Shoot? It was shot? How could it be, how could it..."

Feng Yun made an incredulous roar in his heart.

Fengyun not only shot, but also broke the stick.

In other words, Fengyun shot even more accurate than him.

He shot the mud ball on the head of the stick, which was much larger than the stick itself.

"Luck, it must be luck. Next time, Yun will never be so good again..."

Bao Bao couldn't accept Feng Yun's archery skills had surpassed his reality, and instinctively attributed all this to Feng Yun's good luck.

It's a pity that Fengyun immediately broke his self-deception.

After firing the first arrow, Feng Yun immediately started the second shot.

Although his movements are not as fast as the violent demonstration, they are definitely not slow. It took less than a second before the second arrow was shot by him.

This is not the key, the key is that he actually hit the target again, shooting the thin stick in half.

The third, fourth...In a few breaths, Feng Yun had already shot all ten arrows out, all hitting the target, no difference.

At this time, Bao had turned into a sculpture, staring, with his mouth wide open, motionless.

Feng Yun's blow to him was too great, he was numb and completely stunned.

If Feng Yun only shot two or three arrows, he could still use Feng Yun's luck as an excuse to resist the impact that Feng Yun brought to him.

But all ten arrows hit the target, he couldn't do it even if he wanted to deceive himself or others.

Looking at the ten thin sticks that were all broken into two pieces, Feng Yun smiled, and he was very satisfied with the result.

"Brother Lei, I shot pretty well, right? You can help me take a look, what else do I need..."

Feng Yun turned around and asked for Lei's opinion.

This time the shooting results are good, but he can't guarantee that he has achieved perfection, and wants Ray to check him.

In the end, he found that Bao had turned into a wood-carved clay sculpture, and he turned a deaf ear to his question.

"Brother Lei, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Yun walked in front of Lei, and saw that he still did not respond, stretched out his hand to swing before his eyes.

Bao still didn't respond, and he didn't even move his eyes.

"Brother Lei, are you okay? Don't scare me."

Feng Yun showed a nervous expression, reached out and grabbed Lei's shoulder, shaking vigorously.

"Don't shake it."

This time the violence finally moved.

Feng Yun asked with concern: "Brother Lei, what happened to you just now? It's scary."

"you can go now."

Lei obviously answered the wrong question.

Feng Yun frowned: "Brother Lei, what is the matter with you?"

"If you don't go, I will go."

Lei walked far away, dragging his feet, a decadent air from his back.

"What's wrong with Ray?"

Feng Yun shook his head in confusion.

"Is it because of this?"

Feng Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, thinking of the source of the abnormal performance of the storm.

"Brother Lei, the situation is not what you think. I can shoot the target not because my shooting skills are better than you, but I..."

Feng Yun raised his voice, preparing to tell Lei the truth.

"Shut up. Stop talking. I don't need your mercy."

Leihuo turned around and yelled at Fengyun.

"Brother Lei, things are really not what you think, listen to me..."

"Stop talking. Besides, we don't even have to do it with friends."

Lei interrupted Feng Yun's conversation once again, and ran wildly, running a long way in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yun shook his head and gave up his plan to catch up.

He had already noticed that Lei was now in a violent mood swing and couldn't listen to his explanation at all.

"When he calms down, explain to him."

A trace of bitterness appeared on Feng Yun's face.

He never thought that things would become like this.

What he said to Ray was true, and he was able to surpass him in archery for another reason.

He was helped by the eyes of the snake god.

He would think that using the eyes of the snake **** is also a temporary intention.

The thin stick that Lei inserted into the ground was too thin, and it seemed a bit difficult with his eyesight.

He naturally thought of the Serpent's Eye, which can improve his vision.

The result gave him a big surprise.

After he urged the eyes of the snake god, the effect turned out to be much better than last time.

The furthest stick can be seen clearly, and even the texture on it is clearly visible.

Gathering eyes, looked at the thin stick again, and there was an unexpected change.

In his field of vision, the thin stick suddenly became thicker many times, from thinner than the little finger to thicker than the waist.

This was not over yet, he found that the distance between him and the target had also been shortened a lot.

Originally the distance between him and the first thin stick was about forty feet, but now only less than ten feet left, and the thin stick has become so thick again, it is too conspicuous.

Even if he practiced archery for a short time, it is definitely not a difficult task to hit the target.

This also created an incredible scene in Lei's eyes.

Gulugulu...

Feng Yun's stomach cried out suddenly.

He walked over and picked up all the arrows shot by him and the laser.

Although he carries a lot of arrows, he can't afford to be wasted.

Besides, he doesn't know what kind of training will be arranged for him after the violence. If he needs to use arrows at that time, he doesn't have it, but he will be caught blind.

After thinking about it, he put all the arrows he picked up back into the back basket, leaving only five of them in the belt.

"After I go back, I must get a quiver."

The arrow stuck in his waist, very uncomfortable, and had some influence on his actions.

Holding the bow, Fengyun walked towards the depths of the valley.

After walking a few steps, he drew an arrow from his waist and held it in his left hand. If he encounters a target, he can shoot at a faster speed.

Feng Yun's footsteps were very light, almost making no sound.

As he moved forward, his eyes scanned around, not letting go of any clues.

He was looking for traces of the gopher boring rat, but he was disappointed.

He has walked more than five hundred feet, and still hasn't found anything. His goal of hunting gophers is facing the possibility of failing.

He stopped, walked to a small tree not far away, climbed to the top of the small tree at a very fast speed, gathered his eyes, condescendingly, and kept scanning around.

Observed for a full quarter of an hour, there was still no shadow of a gopher.

He jumped from the tree and walked quickly in one direction.

After walking about a hundred feet, he stopped in front of a small mound.

There are many such small mounds in the valley, formed by the soil pushed to the ground when the oil drill gopher digs a hole.

If there is something special about this small mound in front of Fengyun, it is that it is newer than the other mounds.

He bent down and grabbed some soil from the ground, kneaded it into a soil ball, put it in the hole of a hole next to the mound, and blocked it.

He stepped back a certain distance, about ten feet away, stopped, and placed the arrow of his left hand on the bow of his right hand, in a posture ready to shoot.

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