"Ding dong! The temporary side mission has been announced, [Arrow Showdown]. Facing the fierce opponents, please use your strength to convince them. Please win the game! Do you accept the mission?"
The system suddenly issued a temporary small side task.
Guan Lang was also accustomed to such unexpected tasks.
He accepted the task smoothly. Although he felt that the reward for such an easy task would not be too high, but mosquito meat was also meat.
Both of them had their own thoughts, so they quickly stood in front of the 10-meter arrow path holding the bow handle.
The man felt that judging from the several seven-eighth rings Guan Lang had shot just now, there was absolutely no need to change the shooting range.
It's enough to decide the winner in this kind of casino.
He looked at the wooden bow handle with some paint peeling off in Guan Lang's hand, and then looked at the modern competitive recurve bow in his opponent's hand that was fully equipped with complete accessories and a mechanical feel.
Honghong and other female painters were a little worried about him.
Of course they hope that Guan Lang can defeat the opponent, but the huge equipment gap can be seen even by laymen like them.
This is indeed the case. This type of bow is cheap and is generally for people who are entering the archery studio for the first time.
Of course, they were worried, but because of Guan Lang's accurate shooting for the first time, everyone did not completely think that the other party had the upper hand.
The two stood in the arrow path, side by side.
The man next door was wearing blue sports shorts and was adjusting his condition.
Unlike the man in shorts, Guan Lang stood very leisurely, slightly twisting the hardness of the bow string in his hand.
Although he was not using his own recurve bow, Guan Lang had already shot several arrows before and had a general understanding of the softness and hardness of this bow, so he was not unfamiliar with the feel of this training bow.
Everyone stood around the two men, watching the competition between the two men quietly.
Although apologizing is not a big deal, it is still somewhat embarrassing.
The man in shorts stood upright, with his feet slightly crossed, and placed the arrow on the bow string.
After about two to three seconds of aiming, the arrow landed on the target with a crisp sound.
"10 rings!" The machine on the arrow path announced the results.
"Hoo" was functioning normally. The man in shorts breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, he didn't lose his grip at the critical moment.
"Awesome!"
"Brother Chen is awesome!"
"Are you still bragging?"
These ten rings obviously "boosted the morale" of the opponent, and they obviously wanted to mess with the mentality of Guan Lang, who had not yet opened a bow and arrow.
The man in shorts glanced proudly at the boy in the arrow path next to him.
He must be under a lot of pressure now, right?
Originally, my level was only good enough to bluff the newcomers.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed. He still didn't see the slightest fluctuation on the other person's face, as if the ten rings didn't exist.
Guan Lang noticed the provocative gaze of the man in shorts and was stunned for a moment. Was he showing off?
But what's there to show off? As long as you have hands, won't you be able to hit the tenth ring after practicing for a while?
Shaking his head, Guan Lang gently pulled out an arrow from the quiver with his fingertips under the focused gazes of the others.
As soon as the palm of the hand was smooth, the arrow was neatly placed on the bow string.
Drawing the bow, releasing it, there is almost no aiming action.
The arrow flew out of the string!
"Whoops!"
"Ten rings!" The machine dutifully reported the results again.
Although they both have the same ten rings, Guan Lang is far superior to his opponent in terms of the smoothness of his movements and the level of appreciation. His movements are as smooth as clouds and flowing water, and there is an indescribable sense of beauty.
Just looking at it is a visual enjoyment.
The cheers and discussions in the opponent's crowd did not last long before they were interrupted by Guan Lang's precise arrow, which was like a god.
The crowd was silent for a moment.
"666!"
“aria is awesome”
"Xiu Xiu Xiu!"
The painters also applauded gently.
The uncertainty that Guan Lang had caused to them with the few arrows that Guan Lang had just practiced on his own was also erased by this rapid and precise arrow.
Obviously, aria was not playing seriously just now, but now that it is serious, its accuracy has obviously improved.
"There's nothing to be proud of."
"Brother Chen is also in the tenth ring. You didn't see what we did just now."
The man in shorts stared at the archery target ten meters away, which was different from the optimism of his friends.
His eyes became more solemn. His 10-ring shot only hit the 10-ring area, but the opponent's 10-ring shot hit the target x10, just because the machine broadcast did not distinguish this difference.
luck?
The man in shorts suddenly felt a little uncertain.
This person just now couldn't even complete the most basic aiming. He must have been blind because of a broken jar, right?
Then his blind cat bumped into a dead mouse and happened to hit the bullseye?
Sometimes he would have this kind of lucky arrow, and he would shoot it quickly and hit the target just right.
Phew, it's his turn again.
Perhaps due to the impact of Guan Lang's quick arrow shot just now, the man in shorts only shot 9 rings this time.
The man in shorts looked obviously ugly.
He can usually stabilize at 10 rings in the 10-meter arrow path, so how come he suddenly loses control at a critical moment?
Of course, he would not admit that it was the pressure brought by the other party that caused him to perform abnormally. He only thought that it was his bad luck.
Guan Lang will not save face for the other party's mistakes.
Quickly nock an arrow and shoot it out.
The draw time this time is even shorter than last time.
"10 rings!"
Still hitting the target accurately, his body was like a precision machine, and it seemed that as long as it was debugged, it would never make mistakes.
The man in shorts had a serious look on his face. Shooting 10 arrows from a 10-meter arrow path was not that impressive, but looking at the opponent's calm and calm appearance, it was obvious that he had a lot of energy left.
He suddenly felt a bad premonition.
It seems like I met a real master
The first rapid fire could be said to be luck, but the second time it was only due to strength.
And his friends obviously realized this, and gradually stopped talking, and the atmosphere became as dull as a dark cloud.
It's so embarrassing. I just commented so rudely, but I didn't expect that there was a master hidden among the other party.
"Ring! 10 rings!" The machine that announced the results seemed to have turned into a ruthless repeater, steadily reporting Guan Lang's results.
A group of twelve arrows came down, Guan Lang easily scored 120 points.
Although the opponent later stabilized his mentality, he was still somewhat influenced by Guan Lang, who turned into a ruthless archery machine next to him, and his score was only 113 points.
Guan Lang put away his bow and looked sideways at the expressionless man in shorts and his group of friends who were playing with their mobile phones.
"How about it, do you want another round?"
"Of course, if you feel that the 10-meter arrow path cannot bring out your strength, we can also switch to the 18-meter arrow path. How many more rounds will we try with the 30-meter arrow path?"
It doesn't matter to Guan Lang, his results in other archery are also very stable.
And strictly speaking, the 10-meter arrow path was completely unsatisfactory for him.