Chapter 111: Three Arrows on One String
Crown practiced breathing exercises for two hours, stopping only when he felt hungry.
He summoned the golden wall once more and observed the growth in the proficiency of the two breathing techniques.
[Flame Breath: 98/7000; Level 2]
[Giant Bear Breathing Method: 208/2000; Level 1]
He felt that he had found a way to save the situation in a roundabout way, which was to improve his proficiency in fire breath by practicing Giant Bear Breathing.
The proficiency he indirectly gained from practicing Fire Breathing in these two hours was greater than if he had only practiced Fire Breathing.
This is indeed a good idea at a time when he can't get the second stage training method of Fire Breath. The corners of Klauen's mouth slightly raised. According to the current progress, it will only take a day and a half to reach the second stage of Giant Bear Breathing.
He walked out of the cabin to check on Del's training.
At this moment, the man was sweating profusely and his breathing was a little disordered.
“Have you ever done a full practice?”
Del was a little ashamed: "No, the best situation was until the last set of movements, but it got worse and worse afterwards."
"Don't worry, go inside and rest and calm your mind." Clown took out a bottle of Qingxin talisman water, "Try this, it may work."
Calming the mind and calming the spirit is just one of the insignificant effects of the Qingxin Talisman, which happens to be suitable for the other person's impatient mood.
"Thank you, sir," Del took it with both hands.
Clown nodded, and they went into the house together, picked up their bows and arrows, and put on their swords. "I'll go out and inspect it."
"I'll go with you."
"No, you have to become stronger as soon as possible so that you can help us more."
Crown walked out of the cabin, jumped onto the wooden frame and began to inspect his work.
He had just finished his inspection and returned to the tower when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow flying in the air.
Those cunning monster birds launched a surprise attack.
"Ding-ling-ling", the crisp demon-shocking bell rang again, like a heavy drumbeat, beating in the heart of the night watchman again and again.
"Tower location, requesting support."
"Request for support." The night watchmen shouted one after another.
Baru, who was standing on the left tower, suddenly pulled the young man next to him who was aiming a crossbow and squatted down: "Idiot, how many can you kill at once? Protect yourself first."
On the right tower were two hot-blooded young men, the black-haired Torres and the acne-covered Hodge. They were both personnel in the camp who were receiving training to become extraordinary.
The experience of being attacked shortly after nightfall still made the two men angry. They felt that they had completely lost their composure at the time and failed to save the comrades who they could have saved. This made the two young men blame themselves.
The two of them were extremely serious when they were on guard, and they discovered the monster as soon as it appeared. The first alarm was sounded by Hodge.
Torres calmly raised his crossbow and aimed. "Swoosh, whoosh, whoosh", three crossbow arrows all hit the demon bird that was rushing straight towards the tower.
He saw a crossbow arrow shot into the eye socket of the demon bird, its eyeball shattered, and immediately rolled to the ground.
Torres clenched his fists to encourage himself, then lowered his head and quickly loaded the crossbow.
The speed of the demon birds was extremely fast. When Torres raised his crossbow again, several demon birds had opened their huge mouths and flew in front of him.
"Ah", he heard his companion's low and distorted voice ringing in his ears, and saw crossbow arrows flying out, but were dodged by the demon bird which suddenly sank.
"It's over, it's too late." His eyes were filled with a mouth as big as a millstone. His hands became uncontrollable and he was unable to fire the crossbow.
. . . .
With his bow drawn and arrow drawn, Crown shot the first arrow as the bell rang.
This time, you beasts will never come back.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh”
His movements were smooth and flowing, with a natural beauty.
A good bow and good arrows can make him even more powerful, and every arrow can shoot down a monster bird.
The speed of the demon bird is similar to that of a sparrow, but its size is much larger. Facing third-level archery at close range, it is almost like a living target.
He quickly killed half of the evil birds that flew towards the tower, and someone on the tower also shot one.
At this time, three more evil birds rushed to the tower, and one of them opened its mouth wide, as if it wanted to swallow a person in one bite.
With a faint sneer on his face, Clown picked up three arrow feathers and held the longbow horizontally.
"Whoosh"
Three arrows, and only one sound was heard.
Through dissection, Crown simulated where the brain would move when the demon bird opened its mouth. He was sure that the arrow would pass through the mouth and directly hit the brain of the demon bird.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
After shooting three arrows at once, Clown confidently turned around and jumped onto the wooden frame, aiming at the demon bird flying in the other direction.
. . . .
A disgusting fishy smell hit him in the face. Torres caught a glimpse of Hodge falling helplessly and saw the demon bird's raised claws.
They clearly had the appearance of human girls, but their faces were filled with twisted malice.
A few streaks of light flashed by, and Torres, who had originally decided to close his eyes and wait for death, saw the bodies of several demon birds suddenly fly backwards.
He looked closely and found that two of the monster birds had a thick feather on their foreheads.
These were not feathers at all; they were clearly two arrow tails. He had seen Del fiddling with these things before.
Did Del save me?
Torres let out a long breath and looked down to find his savior.
He saw Del holding a hammer in both hands, following Lord Crown.
He saw Lord Clown holding two arrows in his hands. When he felt the arrows disappear in his eyes, two demon birds fell in the distance.
. . . .
The battle was over, only two demon birds fled in panic, and the rest that participated in the attack were shot and fell outside the camp.
The leader of the demon birds appeared once. As soon as it poked its head out of the gray fog, it was discovered by Clown.
It was immediately served a set meal. Three of the seven arrows hit it, and one of the arrows went through its neck.
The leader of the evil birds let out a mournful cry and dived into the gray fog, never to be seen again.
Clown came to a group of night watchmen and asked, "What's the situation?"
"Everyone was prepared this time, and with the help from the adults coming quickly, only three people were slightly injured, and we killed two ourselves," the bald man with a white beard answered excitedly. There were five deep wounds on the top of his head, one of which allowed you to vaguely see the white bones, and blood was flowing from his ears.
"Well done. As long as we are prepared, monsters are not invincible," Klauen praised. He touched his pockets and waist and continued:
"I'll have Del deliver some holy water and medicine later. After the injured get the medicine, they can retreat and notify the reserve team to take over."
After an inspection, Crown took Del back to the cabin.
"Sir, how come your archery is so amazing? It seems like you have only been practicing archery for four or five days?! I first came into contact with archery seven or eight years ago, and I have been practicing deliberately for a period of time recently. Compared with you, the difference is like the difference between a white swan and a landlubber."
(End of this chapter)