Chapter 470: Rookie Archery Practice
Athena seemed to have thought about this. She didn't actually ask Ye Lang to meet Li Yue. They would meet in the future. Ye Lang might also want to join the subsequent hunting activities. At that time, bows and arrows or crossbows would be needed. Alchemical weapons like the ones Ye Lang used would not be enough, so he also needed to practice archery.
And because she knew this, Athena had already reserved a place for Ye Lang so that he could have a place to practice archery during this period. Of course, the place she arranged was a little close to Li Yue's, but not next to each other.
"Archery, I don't think I've ever practiced this... It's a good time to practice it." Ye Lang picked up the bow and arrow, pulled the bow, compared the arrows, and studied it for a long time.
After Ye Lang obtained the martial arts treasure house, he did not practice all eighteen martial arts. After coming to this world, he practiced the same way, but did not practice long-range archery.
After that, he invented alchemical weapons that could be used for direct long-range attacks, so Ye Lang never touched a bow and arrow.
"This little idiot..." Seeing Ye Lang's state, Cold-Blooded Five knew that Ye Lang had never played with a bow and arrow, but she believed that Ye Lang should get familiar with it soon.
Because Ye Lang's marksmanship is very strong, the aiming method is actually similar, it's just a matter of technique. In theory, this technique is not a problem.
"Hey, little fox boy, you look like you've never practiced before?" The people who were waiting on the side felt a little unhappy when they saw Ye Lang like this.
If it were any other time, they might be kind enough to teach Ye Lang, but at this moment, they had no place to practice, and seeing their place taken by a rookie like Ye Lang, they would naturally be unhappy.
"Well, I haven't practiced it." Ye Lang didn't pay attention and replied casually while pulling the bowstring.
"You haven't practiced before, so don't waste your time. Give your position to someone in need, like me..." The man smiled at Ye Lang, and he didn't seem to blush when he spoke.
"I'm sorry, I can't give you this seat," Ye Lang replied politely. This was part of his plan to pursue Li Yue. Besides, this was the seat Athena had reserved. How could he give it to someone else?
"Fox boy, don't be ungrateful. I'm just being polite to you. Do you know who my father is?" the man continued.
"Why is there another one talking about who my dad is? Can you change to something fresher..." Ye Lang dug his ears. He seemed a little annoyed by what he heard.
"You second-generation rich kids, besides using your father's name to show off, can't you say your own name?" Ye Lang said casually, "Oh, sorry, I said what I wanted to say, please don't mind"
“…”
After hearing Ye Lang's words, the people around him fell silent. In such a lively occasion, such tranquility seemed a bit strange. "I, I am Mu Dan's son Mu'er," the man said.
"Peony? Mu'er?" Ye Lang was stunned for a moment, then continued, "You're still using your father's name to show off. Listen to my application. My name is Ford Focus."
"Ford? Focus? What else?" said Mu'er, no, Moore.
"This is it. Do you need anything else?" Ye Lang said casually. At this moment, he accidentally shot out the feather arrow he had just set up.
"Look, it hit the bull's eye. Who said I can't shoot arrows?" Ye Lang looked ahead and found that an arrow in front of him had hit the bull's eye, so he became "proud".
"That's someone else's arrow. Your arrow is here," Moore said. At this time, everyone found that there seemed to be an extra tool on Moore's shoulder.
A feathered arrow
"Hey, Brother Mu'er, why are you playing with arrows stuck in your body? This hobby is quite unique..." Ye Lang said curiously.
“…”
"This is the arrow you shot," Moore roared.
"My arrow is over there..." Ye Lang pointed at the target in the distance. It seemed that he would not acknowledge that the arrow stuck in someone else's body was his.
"Your arrow is here," Moore roared again.
"My arrow is over there," Ye Lang denied again.
"Here"
"there"
…
"Okay, if you don't believe me, I'll shoot it for you to see." Ye Lang put the feather arrow on the bow and then shot it out.
"Ding..."
The arrow appears on the target again
"Look at my archery skills, I never miss a shot," Ye Lang said with satisfaction, and looked at Moore beside him, ready to show off.
"Hey, why are you sticking arrows into yourself again? Is that fun?" Ye Lang was confused, and the people next to him had already started to distance themselves from Ye Lang.
Moore was now in pain and anger, because there was a feather arrow stuck in each of his shoulders. Needless to say, the extra feather arrow was from Ye Lang.
Why are there feathered arrows on the target? Of course, they belong to others. In this busy shooting range, people are always shooting arrows.
These feather arrows are provided by the same shooting range, so naturally there is no difference.
That's why when Moore questioned Ye Lang, Ye Lang asked directly: "You said these two arrows are mine, what evidence do you have?"
"You caused this with so many eyes watching you, you don't need to make excuses," Moore roared.
"But I didn't see it... How about I shoot the arrow again and see..." Ye Lang was very honest. He felt that he should carefully verify it. If it was really him, he would apologize to the other party.
“Wow…”
When Ye Lang was about to draw his bow and shoot an arrow, almost everyone around him moved away, and Moore had already run very far away.
"Hey, Brother Mu'er, don't run. How can you prove it's me if you run?" Ye Lang shouted.
"If I can't afford to offend you, can't I just hide? If you shoot me again, will I still be alive?" While speaking, Moore had already disappeared into the crowd. What he needed most now was to find a doctor, not to accompany Ye Lang to prove this matter.
"It's okay, I know medical skills. As long as you are not dead, I can save you." Ye Lang shouted, wanting Moore to stay.
"Go away and cheat the devil!" Moore's voice came from the crowd.
"Really? I didn't lie to you. Forget it, let's practice archery." Ye Lang didn't care and started to draw the bow and shoot arrows again. This time seemed to be better. Although he didn't hit the center of the bull's eye, at least he didn't hit anyone.
In fact, this is also because there is no one beside him.
It was because of this that everyone was queuing up for a seat in this bustling shooting range, but the seats near Ye Lang remained empty with no one coming to take them.
Archery practice is a small matter, life is the most important thing, stay away from rookies, safety comes first
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