Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6240 Good Luck
Uzhina didn't ask any more questions.

Although she was anxious in her heart, at this moment she could only bite the bullet and look at the next result.

She should have worked hard, and the only person she can rely on now is Luo Xingchen.

Zi Yan only said a word, then looked at the arena quietly, there was no trace of fear in her eyes.

However, she did not reveal Luo Fengtang's true identity, it was a secret, even U Rina could not tell it.

She wanted to ensure Luo Fengtang's absolute safety.

Luo Fengtang can make a name for himself on the grassland, but he must never reveal his true identity, because on the grassland, Luo Fengtang, the great general who protects the country of Qi, is a taboo existence. He will give everything to keep Luo Fengtang.

Without Luo Fengtang's Da Qi, I am afraid that there will be complete chaos soon.

In a sense, Luo Fengtang is the same as Qi Xingyun, the emperor of Daqi, both of whom are the pillars of Daqi, and neither of them can fall.

At this time, there were not many people left on the field, only a dozen or so people, and the target had been set further and further away.

Erizi drew his bow and arrow, his arms spread wide, and he had already taken off his shirt, exposing muscles like steel. The muscles on his back pulled like two screens, giving people a sense of strength.

"put!"

The sharp arrow left the bowstring again and shot towards the target ahead.

This time, only four hit the target.

The target is already far away, and those who can still stay on the field at this moment are true marksmen, and they can definitely get the title of outstanding.

"Zhuo Bie" is specially used to call grassland sharpshooters. In a large tribe, there are very few people who can get the name of "Zhuo Bie".

Therefore, even if the four of them can't win the final victory and win No. 1, they have already rewritten their own destiny, and their status in the clan will not be low in the future.

At this time, the target has been placed 300 meters away.

For an ordinary archer, it is good enough to be able to shoot a bow and arrow 80 meters away.

And 300 meters is already close to the limit of ordinary human beings.

Ordinary bows and arrows can no longer adapt to such a distance. The bows and arrows that the remaining four people got are special bone spirit bows made of iron teeth and gold tents. They are made of animal bones and special bowstrings. They are extremely powerful. I can't even draw the bowstring.

Qing Getai did not tamper with the bow and arrow, because there will be an inspection process before it is presented to the people present, and if there is a problem with the bow and arrow, it cannot escape the inspection.

The three major competitions are sacred on the grassland. Even if Qing Geertai is the king of iron teeth, he cannot violate this rule, otherwise he will be cast aside and eventually lose his position as king of iron teeth.

Qing Getai is also a little nervous now. Although he has great confidence in Erisi, he has no absolutes in this world. In this world, many things are uncertain.

Especially the "Timerlane" who looked thin and weak, who stayed at the end.

He admitted that he underestimated the people brought by Uzhina. It seems that the Horqin tribe has a profound heritage, and Uzhina is not alone. There are still warriors by her side.

It's a pity that I didn't tamper with the food last night!
Qing Getai regretted it a little. If he had known that there was such a person beside Uzhina, he should have found a way to destroy his combat power yesterday.

But at this time, it was too late for him to regret, and he could only see how the situation evolves.

Looking at the target 300 meters away, Erris gritted his teeth. At such a distance, even he could only see a small black spot. He was not 100% sure whether he could hit the target successfully.

During normal training, he has succeeded and failed. However, recently he feels that his skills have improved a lot, and his confidence in himself has also improved.

"put!"

Erizi's fingers holding the bowstring were vibrating, and even though he was wearing finger gloves, he still felt sore at this moment.

But the moment he saw the sharp arrow hit the target, he was proud and excited.

This one, steady!

It is extremely rare to be able to hit a target at a distance of 300 meters, so why not win the first place.

He didn't need to look at it at all, and he knew that the three people who pulled the bowstring like him would definitely miss it.

And when the referee in front called out preparation again, he was a little dazed and dazed.

Only when there is no winner, will the next game be prepared.

Who is it?

Erris turned his head...

He saw that there was only one person standing nearby now, and that was the man named Timur beside Uzhina.

It doesn't make sense, this person looks so thin, it is impossible to pull such a strong bowstring and hit a target 300 meters away.

Cheating was impossible, so the only possibility was...he was lucky.

Yes, good luck for sure.

Erris nodded, and he grabbed the Bone Spirit Bow in his hand again. It was very difficult to go over 300 meters. He didn't usually train much, but he decided to give it a try.

The target will move 20 meters each time.

And every time you shoot, your body will be affected. In fact, your physical strength is gradually declining. When you reach 300 meters, your physical strength is no longer at its peak.

But the more this happened, the more it aroused Erisi's fighting spirit.

Luck cannot always favor a person, only real strength can win the final victory.

But this time, it was impossible for luck to be on that man's side.

320 meters, an increase of 20 meters, is already a world of difference.

"Ready, let go!"

The sharp arrow shot out. At this moment, Erris felt that his spiritual will had reached its peak, and his success rate had greatly increased.

The moment he saw the sharp arrow hit the target, tears welled up in his eyes.

It's not easy. At the level of 320 meters, his success rate of hitting is less than [-]%, but he did it.

This number one, he is sure.

He waited for the cheers of the besieging herdsmen to come from his ears, the cheers after victory were the sweetest, and he could enjoy this.

However, what he waited for was not cheers, but words spoken by a cold voice.

"Prepare!"

His eyes widened!
Needless to say, that Timur next to him, he was hit again.

It's unbelievable, how is this possible?

He almost thought he was dreaming, picked up the bow and arrow again, and aimed at the target numbly.

At this time, the target has moved from 320 meters to 340 meters away.

This is already an unimaginable distance for him. In his eyes, looking at the target makes his head a little dizzy.

Under the dizzy situation, he could only pull the bowstring in a daze, and let go of the bowstring under the urging of the referee...

The sharp arrow drew an arc in the air and flew towards the direction of the target.

Erris closed his eyes, not daring to look ahead.

(End of this chapter)