Aiming at two points and one line, Zeng Yi couldn't even shoot accurately, let alone not looking at the arrow, only looking at the target. This stream of consciousness shooting method sounds advanced, but it is extremely difficult to practice. Zeng Yi has no feeling at all.
At that time, Zeng Yi even felt that the old man was trying to trick him. A big man couldn't shoot accurately, which was a huge blow. If he missed dozens of shots at once, Zeng Yi even doubted whether he was suffering from infertility.
Zeng Yi's shot was so numb that even a taciturn old man like him shook his head and joked: "You must have been hit just because you were blind." I couldn't stand it anymore. The old man took the bow and arrow and put it together casually.
, a cold light flashed, the red heart hit the target, and an arrow was already stuck in it. "Archery is actually difficult to say, and it's not difficult to say it's easy. The difficulty is that you can't always think about how you should hit the target, but do it."
It’s easy to say that the biggest secret to archery is to apply force in a straight line and maintain a fixed posture.”
The front hand pushes the bow, and the back hand clamps the arrow. The front hand holds the handle of the bow tightly and pushes. The back hand clamps the arrow or twists the arrow instead of hooking the string. Think of your body, bow, and arrows as a vertical crossbow. The upper part of the torso and
The upper limbs and head are fixed, like a "bow stand". The force of the front hand and the back hand is consistent. After the bow is fully drawn, you should feel that the force direction of the front and rear hands is in the same straight line.
It's completely different to understand and follow. Zeng Yi understood what he said, but he didn't. So the first day passed and the movements were completely fine. As for the accuracy, well! Let's talk about something else, it can't
Is it to blame Zeng Yi? He was a virgin and couldn't find the right position for the first time, let alone archery. Although they were both shooting, the distance they shot was quite different.
The next day, I finally hit the target. Although I hit the wooden stick supporting the target, I still hit the target, and the size also improved. The old man taught Zeng Yi something more, about breathing. The old man said: "Breathe."
After breathing, in order to properly tighten the abdomen, slowly press the gas downward, stop for a moment, and hold your breath. Then, try to exhale slowly and evenly. Then, rest for a while, and then take another quick breath.
In this way, the rhythm of breathing is naturally formed in one breath after another. If you can do this accurately, you will feel that your bow shooting is much more stable.
Well, this old man is squeezing out toothpaste, and the contents in his stomach are being squeezed out bit by bit.
On the third day, Zeng Yi finally hit the target properly. If anyone questioned, Zeng Yi would definitely hold the target and let him see. Could it be that he was blind? He didn't see that the arrows were close to each other.
Is it the boundary of a ring? The three-stone bow is very powerful. Even though he once wielded the power of one dragon and one elephant at the first level of the Dragon Elephant Pannuo Gong, it was still a bit powerless to use it for a long time. Then the old man told him "
The purpose of archery is not to strengthen muscles. When pulling the string, you should not use all your strength. You should only use your hands to expand. The muscles of your shoulders must be relaxed and some strength should be left, so that it can last."
Well, men still care about the word "lasting", so Zeng Yi started practicing.
On the fourth day, Zeng Yi rarely misses the target. Although he still can't do it, he can hit wherever he points, but he can still hit you by pointing at your head. In the words of the old man, Zeng Yi can already do it.
When he goes to the battlefield, of course he serves as cannon fodder.
On the fifth day, the old man finally stopped sighing. It should be no problem for Zeng Yi to ejaculate on a tied man. After five days, Zeng Yi could no longer hold it in anymore. He was so pretentious that it was time to show off.
, "How about it, Lao Zhang, isn't it extremely honorable to be able to teach a talented shooter like me?"
The answer to Zeng Yi was the old man's movements. The old man moved the target dozens of steps forward for him to try. Then Zeng Yi failed to show off and started practicing silently, preparing for the next wave of show-off.
On the sixth day, Zeng Yi finally suppressed his big move, and initially managed to hit the target with 100 shots. He succeeded, and he was promoted from a virgin who couldn't shoot accurately to a strong man with 100 shots. Of course, Zeng Yi didn't give up yet, the old man told him that the same is true for a strong man.
The only ones that are useless and can be shot are probably inflatable dolls. In fact, Zeng Yi is just getting started now. He has been practicing with fixed targets and has not touched the moving targets at all.
But those will be practiced later. There is only one day left for the martial arts competition to start, and Zeng Yi also has to make preparations. He has not taken the poison yet, and the arrows have no poison. Zeng Yi is not sure if he is not prepared.
Returning to the blacksmith shop, the hammer was still whirring on the iron. He didn't care about any martial arts competition at all. If there was a sword tasting competition or something, maybe the hammer would care. These days, Zeng Yi's blacksmith shop can be said to be...
The business is booming. After all, there are so many players. The number of high-quality weapons handed out by various sects in missions is limited. Most players use excellent weapons. Suddenly a store offering high-quality weapons appears. How is the business?
Of course, most players are still reluctant to buy high-quality weapons. After all, a cheap one only costs a hundred taels of silver. After a few days, it will be eliminated. Even so, Zeng Yi’s blacksmith shop was still cleared out, and even when it was just out of the furnace, it still exuded the smell of
Heat weapons will also be bought immediately.
I called a few people off the line and came to the blacksmith shop. The weapons made by the hammer for them had already been released. Several people came in a hurry, and the boss's weapon was... a stick.
The boss's stick (Zeng Yi is really too lazy to name it): a fine steel eyebrow-leveling stick made of advanced casting techniques, sharpness: 0, texture: 300, special effect: there is a chance of being disabled when hit. The boss is very satisfied, (except for the name, of course) but
Zeng Yi couldn't help complaining, "What the hell is that special effect that has a chance of being disabled?" Such a thick and jet black iron rod, I guess Wang Chongyang would be disabled if he stood still and ate a stick. He wrote it to increase his sense of presence.
?
Seeing the boss's weapon, the third and fourth children had an ominous premonition.
Laosan's sword: a fine steel sword made with advanced casting techniques, sharpness: 180, texture: 10, special effects: soft and not easy to break.
Laosi's dagger: a fine steel dagger made with advanced casting techniques, sharpness: 100, texture: 140. Special effect: After purifying the poison, the attack is strengthened.
"..."
Several people thought at the same time, "Damn it! I was accidentally tricked by these idiots."
Except for their names, the remaining people were very satisfied. Of course Zeng Yi was also very satisfied. Then he silently crossed out 500 taels of silver for each of the three people in the account book. Zeng Yi still owed each of them 24,500 taels.
silver.
After the weapons were ready, several people chatted about the martial arts competition, but they couldn't help complaining. They paid ten taels of silver for signing up. Suddenly, before anyone could react, Zeng Yi ran out and there were differences between them.
Not knowing what was going on, they hurried out and followed Zeng Yi all the way to the Yamen. Only then did they realize that Zeng Yi had forgotten to sign up. (. )
