Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 50: Draw

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The bow and arrow are still the bow and arrow from ten days ago, and the person who shoots the arrow is still the person ten days ago, but the atmosphere is different.

The young man put away his smile, put his fingers on the arrow, and looked straight at the center of the grass target. The clouds just scattered, the scorching sun shone on her face, and it was surprisingly hot in the summer, and a drop of sweat slowly rolled down his forehead.

Beads of sweat are gleaming, about to roll into her eyes, to teach people to tighten their heart for no reason, and even more want to reach out and brush away the drops of sweat, but the young man is motionless, like a stone, without any sensation, and nothing Perceive that drop of sweat. His eyes didn't waver at all.

The bow was slowly pulled apart, partly, halfway, until it was full, and everyone's hearts were lifted up. When he was about to be suspicious that the bow was about to be broken at the moment, the boy stopped his hands. Unexpectedly, he let go of the arrow's hand.

The arrow is like a shooting star piercing the night sky, only a gust of wind is felt, and it rushes towards the target with a violent "pop", the target falls! And this time, the target was taken farther, and people couldn't see the arrow clearly.

Like Wang Ba, she shot the target down.

Someone exclaimed.

Eleven days ago, He Yan stood here and couldn't even pull the bow. Ten days ago, He Yan pulled the bow, but only a small part. Now she is here, the bow is drawn perfectly, and the arrow is drawn. The target fell to the ground. Her strength has improved a lot in these ten days.

But He Yan is not a child prodigy. How does strength grow when he sees the wind?

"Brother Ahe is amazing!" Mai Mai cried, laughing and jumping, "Brother Ahe won!"

"What did you win?" Some recruits who had bet on Wang Basheng felt distressed about his own dry cake, and said unconvinced: "He just shot the target, it doesn't mean that he hit the center of the target and missed. Still not winning!"

When he said that, everyone thought of it. It wasn't that He Yan's bow-drawing performance would make him full. It was probably because she was too thin before that she couldn't pull it away. At this moment, she was surprised at the increase in He Yan's arm strength.

"Let me see!" Someone volunteered to run towards the target.

Wang Ba looked at He Yan, the boy was standing under the scorching sun, his lips were full of smiles... This smile was like this again when he met him from the beginning, he didn't seem to be worried at all. It's always so well-prepared and self-confidence that teaches people to hate.

But...Wang Ba looked at his hand, why did he even shake a little?

He is an orphan without a father or mother. He was taken away by a wolf when he was a child. When someone rescued him from the wolf den, he was still lying on the mother wolf to feed. Later, he followed people back to the bandit den. He had been a bandit for many years, and countless birds and beasts died under his bow and arrow. He can shoot because he has been bowing since he was seven years old, and it has been more than twenty years now.

This little baby, who is now only fifteen or sixteen years old, was born to play a bow, and it has only been more than ten years. How can he be worthy of him? What's more, He Yan, ten years ago, couldn't pull the bow and didn't look like he was pretending, so he couldn't be a familiar hand with bow and crossbow since childhood.

Thinking of this, Wang Ba settled down and calmed down his slightly restless heart. He Yan would definitely not be able to beat him, so there was no need to doubt.

At this time, the person who took the initiative to find the target has already ran to the target. He first looked down at the target, and did not answer for a long while. Immediately afterwards, he suddenly squatted down, picked up the target, and ran back.

The target is the straw man pierced from the straw. It is easy to carry it. He ran to the front quickly, pinned the target with arrows to the ground, and said loudly: "Look for yourself!"

Wang Ba's heart suddenly "cocked".

Everyone looked at the grass man, but saw that the center of the grass man was pierced to the end by a feather arrow, steadily, impartially, and centered on the red heart.

Exactly the same as Wang Ba.

Sweat dripped from Wang Ba's forehead. The shocked discussion of the people around seemed to have gradually disappeared. He saw Liang Ping staring at He Yan in surprise, and the little boy in Jinyi next to Liang Ping was also full of joy. Standing beside his friend, He Yan didn't look much surprised, just smiled faintly, as if he had expected everything.

"You..."

He Yan smiled and said, "Accepting."

"You didn't beat me." Wang Ba stared at him, "You and I are the same result, how can you win me, at most... at most a tie."

They both shot the grass target down, and both hit the grass target in the middle. It is really difficult to tell the outcome. But for Wang Ba, this result is expected. But He Yan was different. He looked like a trash at first, but now he can do so, it's eye-catching.

After He Yan listened to Wang Ba's words, she was not frustrated. She did not even argue with Wang Ba, but nodded and said: "I think so too."

Wang Ba breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Acknowledging a draw, that's good too, at least...at least I didn't lose. Those recruits also wiped the sweat on their foreheads. Who would have thought that He Yan could shoot the target in the end? If it were not a draw, their dry cake would have been lost in vain. The draw is good, and the draw is just right. No one loses or wins, and the right to watch the scene is a lively excitement.

In the next moment, the happiness in everyone's hearts was broken by He Yan's words.

She said: "But I made a bet with you here that day, and I will win you today. Now that the outcome is undivided, it will naturally be compared until I beat you."

"He Yan!" Wang Ba gritted his teeth. What does this mean? Is he sure he will win? It's just good luck just now. See what this kid said? What does he want to do?

Liang Ping also stared at He Yan unexpectedly.

"For the bow and crossbow item, you can put forward the competition at will. I will accompany you to the end until you win, how about it?" she asked with a smile.

"You look at yourself too high." Wang Ba stared at her coldly.

"I didn't think highly of myself, I just believed in my luck." She blew the broken hair before her forehead indifferently, "You know, luck is for those who are prepared." And she, all the time Not in preparation.

"This is what you said, one item of bow and crossbow, just try it?" Wang Ba asked slowly.

"It is true."

"Okay." The big scared man nodded, suddenly picked up a huge crossbow from the stage and carried it on his back, walked two steps forward, turned his back to her, and said, "What's the point of shooting a dead grass target? On the battlefield, the enemy will not stand in place and shoot at you. If you really want to shoot an arrow, shoot a living thing. The birds and beasts just practice a sound."

It turned out to be prey from living creatures.

Everyone stayed for a while, shooting a living thing, much more difficult than shooting a target. In ancient times, there were a hundred steps to wear Yang, but one hundred steps to wear Yang, but it is not as smart as living creatures.

"Ahe, you can't follow his way, don't promise him!" Hong Shan winked at He Yan anxiously.

He Yan looked at Wang Ba, a glimmer of appreciation flashed in her eyes, she nodded, her voice was refreshing.

"Yes."