Ruger's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he saw other scouts and villagers around him gradually surrounding him. He had to give up the move that he wanted to take the initiative. Thinking of Roddy making him unable to get out of the Taiwan Strait, he said with some anger: "Just rely on you, a little boy? Take your bow to the shooting range, and decide the outcome with one shot. Let's see who is qualified to use it. I promise in advance that if you lose, kneel down and lick my shoes!"

Roddy didn't say anything, but just raised her eyes slightly, ignored the other party's intentions, bent down and picked up the arrow, and walked to the distance.

There were not many people in the village, but when they heard that there was a bustle, they rushed over immediately. The scout team's reconnaissance mission was still more than an hour before it started. The village was a little louder and there would be a little movement in every corner within ten minutes. When Roddy held her shoulders and stood on the "fire range" in the small square, Luge held a straw pole in his mouth and held the horn bow and continued to provoke with a playful look on his face: "Wait for licking my shoes, little boy."

He was qualified to say such things. Even in the past, no one in the village of Nolan could have better archery than Ruger. In his opinion, this kind of competition was just a means of Roddy's persistence in delaying time.

He spitted out the grass pole with a "smack" and seemed to spit at Roddy. He swept his contemptuous eyes and then raised the horn bow in his hand.

The scouts in Nolan Village occasionally have archery competitions. The rules are simple - shoot a piece of linen with a size of a human head on the straw stack with 25 yards, each with ten arrows, and the winner is determined by the area of ​​scattered.

Although Ruger always scolds and makes people disgusted, as the captain of the scout, his work is absolutely unambiguous. His movements are standard and his breathing is stable. Ruger raised his hand and shot three arrows in a row, hitting the center of the linen!

This precise sword technique brought the exclamation of the farmers around him. However, the strength of the horn bow is too great after all. From the fourth one, the area of ​​the arrows spread gradually expanded. When it came to the seventh one, you can see that Ruger's arms were trembling slightly every time he pulled the bow, and even his movements began to deform.

After the twelve arrows were shot, two of Ruger shot outside the edge of the linen.

This is also because the horn bow pound is too high, and it is difficult to control a strong bow and hard crossbow. Even a guy like Ruger cannot maintain high accuracy all the time. However, the current results are enough for the soldiers to feel ashamed of themselves. The scene of arrows almost no feathers and densely nailed to linen is really intimidating.

The villagers and soldiers around were all in an uproar. Often, they all said that Roddy was in trouble and it was probably difficult to get off the stage next. After all, in their eyes, Ruger was the "unbearable" side. Thinking of Roddy's previous performance in the village, no one thought he could defeat Ruger in archery.

Public opinion turned to Ruger, making him straighten his back, looked at Roddy with a squint, and threw the horn bow over with disdain.

"Little boy, learn a little."

But he never expected that what Roddy said after taking the horn bow almost burst Ruger's lungs-

"Ha...do you think this is a good archery?"

"…Your little thing is just fur."

Ignoring Ruger's reaction, Roddy wrapped his fingers in thin cowhide, glanced at the target 25 yards away, adjusted his breathing, and then slowly raised the horn bow in his hand.

The next moment, all the scouts present frowned, and even the farmers who were joining in the fun began to whisper...

The bow was pulled for half a month, but it didn't pull it all. Roddy raised the bow and shot in a very casual manner. This posture was completely incredible in the eyes of the scout - did he know that he could not win at all, so he was too lazy to even aim?

Speaking of which, the most important thing in archery is "consistency". Every time you pull the bow and spread it, all movements must be highly "consistent" to ensure the accuracy remains unchanged. The right hand holds the string and parks the position of the archer's pushing bow point. Even if the point of the pushing bow is deflected by half, the arrow shot will have deviations. Therefore, "fixed movements" when shooting archery is the most basic common sense.

But what about Roddy? He pulled the bow for half a month, and his arms were almost unattached. How do you confirm that the strength of the bow was the same every time he pulled the bow? How do you confirm that the aiming angle was consistent?

The farmers didn't understand what this meant, but all the scouts thought he was just making a fuss.

But the next moment, the continuous "du-du-" sounds caused everyone to look at the target. At first, people just made a "huh" doubt sound. When Roddy finished shooting the first five arrows, the doubt sounded like an uncontrollable amazement!

"this…"

"How is that possible?!"

"sky--"

Sweat beads appeared from Ruger's forehead, and he even felt goosebumps. Even though he had assumed countless possibilities in his mind, he did not expect such a scene to appear in front of him - he always looked arrogant, and at this moment he opened his mouth wide and looked at the straw stack not far away...

25 yards away, there was only one arrow in the center of the linen... and every time Roddy raised his hand and scattered it, the next arrow shot straight into the tail of the previous arrow, nailing it into the straw target!

The previous arrow was smashed and the tail was split and fell to the ground.

This phenomenon is commonly known as "chasing arrows". Ruger himself often encounters it. Once the density is too high when practicing archery, this situation will often occur. To some extent, this is also a proof of the accuracy of archery art - but everyone has seen an amazing fact at this moment... Except for the first arrow, Roddy is chasing arrows!

“Du——”

“Du——”

“Du——”

…

When the continuous chasing arrows appeared, the audience's nerves were a little numb. They no longer considered whether they could shoot the linen, but instead thought in their hearts: Can eleven arrows catch up?!

“Du——”

When the last arrow was shot, Roddy still looked calm, and the trembling posture of Ruger's arms had just shot a group of arrows.

At this point, the arrows in the bull's eye have been split one after another because of the continuous pursuit of arrows, leaving behind debris on the ground.

All the twelve arrows shot at the same point!

After the crowd of people's suppressed silence, they could not imagine that archery could do so - this was simply something that the elves of the guin gushers could do!

In the noisy environment, perhaps only Carter and the two scouts who participated in the battle yesterday were not too surprised. Their eyes looked at Roddy with an extremely complex look, and they didn't even know whether to go forward to talk to him-

At this moment, Ruger realized what mistake he had made.

He was trembling all over, not only because he lost the bet. His archery skills were not bad, so he could better understand what Roddy's move meant just now...

The horn bow has a very high pound, but Roddy has such accuracy without pulling it all at all. This shows that Roddy did not take this competition seriously from beginning to end - he made this competition lightly, really just for the bow?

At this moment, when I think back to what I said just now, Ruger suddenly understood what Roddy looked at him just now...

That is the indifferent look that only appears when looking at dead people.

“I-I…”

He wanted to say something, but saw Roddy standing in front of him, raised three fingers and pointed to his chest.

"You just poked me three times."

Although the corners of his mouth were slightly raised and he looked like he was laughing, the coldness made Luge shudder in an instant. Looking at the leather boots that were kicking towards him, he immediately realized what this guy wanted to do, but he was not too nervous when he was surprised.

Even if it's bare hands, who have Ruger been afraid of?

But as soon as he made the blocking action, he noticed that Roddy's kick had changed the direction of the attack strangely and kicked him hard on the belly!

"Bang!"

Ruge, who thought he had good combat skills, flew backwards, and fell to the ground after a half-second stagnation. The conversation between the villagers around him came to an abrupt end, but this was just the beginning. Roddy's figure appeared in front of Ruge like a ghost, pulled him up from the ground, and then punched him on the other party's stomach!

He raised his legs and hit him with his knees. Ruger, who had just been arrogant and cursed, didn't even talk nonsense, then he leaned back and flew out again, rolled on the ground twice and fell into shock.

After doing all this, Roddy picked up the horn bow, turned around and left.

Not far away, Dick, who was sweating from three copper coins in his hand, swallowed hard. After watching Ruger being dragged away by the scout, he quickly jogged over and asked stammeringly: "Rody, what else do you want? I try to get it for you..."

Roddy looked forward, with the cruelty he had when he was beaten up just now, but the next moment he was completely calmed down, and he put on a gentle smile and said, "Ah... if you can, I still need a small file, it's best if there is one."

Dick responded in cold sweat, and when he left, he felt that his legs were very weak.

In places like Nolan Village, the strongest people are veterans like Ruger. Not to mention the Knights or the captains of the city of Hollier, for the simple villagers and the Bingliz who are making a living here, it is definitely a guy who can't afford to knock Ruger down three times.

Military sanctions? Judicial court trials? Who is the one who has the fuck to take care of the team of border scouts, which has a total of less than a dozen people, and should go to Hollier City to file a complaint? Those men will only pay attention to such trivial matters after eating too much.

If you hit, you will hit it. Just like Ruger bullied Lodi before, in this kind of place, big fists are the hard truth. Roddy took action because he figured this out. Although Ruger mocked him too much, the more reasons lies in the gradually forming plans in Roddy's heart.

The villagers gradually dispersed, and Roddy pulled out the arrows that had been shot and was a little distressed. He was basically penniless now. According to the memory of this guy named "Lodi", he still had some money in the broken house in a village not far away, but with the remaining ones in his hand, there were only about 30 copper coins in total.
Chapter completed!