Even the muscular man who handed the longbow to Zhu Xiong opened his eyes in surprise.
That's right, Zhu Xiong actually exerted strength in both arms and pulled the eight-picul bow in his hand to the full!
Good fellow!
How old was this child this year!
He could actually draw the bow of an eight-picul infantry?!
Wasn't this innate divine strength?
Soon after.
"Buzz!" A sound was heard.
Zhu Xi released his hand from behind.
An arrow suddenly shot out.
"Duo!" With a thud, it steadily hit the red bullseye in front of him!
"Heavens!"
"Bingo!"
"Amazing!"
These people were still shocked that Zhu Rong, such a small child, could actually pull the eight-picul bow to the limit.
Next, Zhu Xiong hit the small red area in the center of the target 50 steps away with one arrow?
Good heavens, this archery skill was exactly the same as this strong man!
"Good archery!"
The strong man's eyes were filled with splendor, and he did not hide his amazement at all.
He directly praised Zhu Rong.
At this moment, the contempt in the eyes of the people behind this strong man had completely disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a touch of shock and admiration!
"Amazing!"
"Doll! Who did you learn this archery from?"
"Doll, your father can't be a general in our military camp, right?!”
This muscular man, in particular, stepped up to Zhu Rong with a look of surprise in his eyes and said,
"Little brother, don't tell me you've been using a bow since you were young? This eight-picul bow could hit the bullseye from fifty steps away. This was something that could only be done by a skilled worker for at least five to six years, right?”
These simple soldiers did not have any schemes and did not hide their praise for Zhu Rong.
Zhu Xiong also smiled and shook his head.
"Brother Jun, speaking of which, this is my first time holding a bow.”
" What?!"
The muscular man and the nine people behind him exclaimed.
Then, the muscular man said with a strange expression,
"Little brother, are you joking with me? The first time he held a bow, he could draw an eight-picul bow and hit the target with one arrow?”
"Doesn't this mean that our ten years of being soldiers have been in vain?”
Zhu Rong had no choice but to accept their disbelief.
It was his first time holding a bow.
However, this didn't mean that his archery skills were pure newbies.
If that was really the case, he would have signed for nothing for more than ten years!
With the help of the system, Zhu Rong's physical strength had reached the peak of a normal man's age!
He could even draw a heavy infantry bow of twelve picul, let alone an eight-picul bow!
As for archery and other things, they had already formed muscle memory!
Of course, this muscle memory wasn't something that Zhu Xiong had acquired through years of hard work.
It was the system's direct reward to Zhu Rong.
After obtaining these rewards, although there was also a Sheyi in the palace, Zhu Xiong was too lazy to play with them.
Didn't he just happen to be in the military camp?
Did Zhu Xiong also remember these things that were rewarded by the system but had never been used?
It was just the right time to practice.
He didn't expect that it would hurt the pride of these soldiers.
At this moment, the muscular man cupped his fists at Zhu Xiong and said,"
"I wonder if little brother would like to compete with me in archery?”
It was as if Zhu Rong's words had aroused the fighting spirit of this strong man. He wanted to compete with Zhu Rong.
However, Zhu Rong waved his hand in surprise and said,"
"Big brother, how many years have you been on the battlefield? I'm just a child who has just come out to see the world. How can I compare to you?”
It really wasn't that Zhu Xiong was deliberately raising the status of these soldiers.
It was true that he really did not know the strength of these soldiers.
He had joined the army for many years and experienced many wars. He really could not compare to him.
However, this strong man waved his hand and said,
"Hey, little brother, what are you talking about? We're not competing in killing the enemy. We're competing in archery skills. Are you still going to refuse?”
Emm......
That was true.
"Alright then." Zhu Rong spread his hands and agreed.
"However," Zhu Xiong suddenly changed the topic and said,
"This bow is a little too light for a competition.”
"What did you say?" The muscular man was stunned when he heard Zhu Xiong's words.
Then, he watched as Zhu Xiong returned the eight-picul bow he had used earlier to him. Then, he took down the largest longbow from the furthest end of the bow rack.
"Ah, this…"
The muscular man and the people behind him looked at each other in dismay as they saw Zhu Xiong's choice.
Zhu Xiong even took a step forward and kindly persuaded,"
"Little brother, this bow is twelve picul. Even I…"
" Creak!" The man didn't finish his sentence.
The sound of a bowstring being pulled taut could be heard. Under the dumbfounded gazes of these people, the twelve-picul bow in Zhu Xiong's hand was pulled to the full circle!
"Hiss--" These people suddenly sucked in a cold breath!!
Then, the sound of a bowstring vibrating could be heard.
"Puff!" .
One of the arrows pierced deep into the bullseye fifty steps away. Because of the strength, it actually penetrated the target!
After doing all this, Zhu Rong put away his longbow and turned to the muscular man, saying,"
"Alright, big brother, how do you want to compete?”
"Compete?" Hearing Zhu Rong's voice, the man looked embarrassed. The corners of his eyes twitched and even turned red. He lowered his head slightly and sighed.
"Little brother, you must be joking. I can't even pull this bow. How can I compete with you?”
"Pa!" The muscular man threw the bow in his hand on the ground, then cupped his fists at Zhu Xiong and said loudly,
"I, Zhu Neng, really admire little brother's archery skills!!”
Zhu Xi was speechless.
"Zhu Neng?"
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