A must-hit melody...

Those five words kept echoing in her mind.

What is the must-hit melody?

She lowered her bow again.

This scene made Zhou Buzhou, who was standing by, completely confused. He had no idea what Sage Jianyue had told Li Xuelong.

Sage Jianyue watched leisurely. She also wanted to see if Li Xuelong could grasp the inevitable melody.

That is indeed a way of applying the rules of heaven and earth, although it only points out a direction and is not the real rules of heaven and earth.

If he could catch it, that would be great. Li Xuelong might even have the possibility of becoming a sage.

If he cannot catch it, Sage Jianyue will persuade Li Xuelong to give up archery and continue practicing swordsmanship.

After all, if a bow and arrow cannot hit the target every time, it is not suitable to be used as the main means of combat.

Between life and death, the slightest mistake is the difference between life and death.

Li Xuelong raised the bow and arrow again.

Soon, she put down her bow and arrow again.

Slowly, a glimmer of understanding flashed in her eyes.

Must win!

What situation can be called a sure win? !

Under what circumstances can it be said to be a sure win?!

That's faith!

Believing that your arrow will hit the target, and actually hitting the target, that is called a sure hit!

It is a kind of belief, an unshakable mentality, and a brave heart that never leaves any room for retreat!

so……

Li Xuelong suddenly felt secretly delighted.

She may not be good at other things.

But making up stories that make her believe them and even move her to tears is what she is best at!

Therefore, it doesn’t seem that difficult to make up a story about how you will definitely hit the target with your archery skills, and then make yourself believe it completely!

And once you have absolute faith in it, isn't that the melody that is sure to hit the mark?

Thinking of this, she suddenly raised the bow and arrow in her hand.

The arrow is on the string.

Bend the bow.

The mind is immersed in emptiness.

She glanced at the arrow in her hand, which was her target - the door knocker about thirty feet away.