Chapter 111

For the first time, Li Xiuning uttered a sentence of more than ten words.

"Use your eyes to look at the arrow target in front of you, use your arms to feel the power of the bow arm, use your skin to feel the direction of the wind, and then loosen the string..."

Yang Qian's eyes were staring directly at the archery target fifty steps away, and his strong arms could feel the resistance of the bow arm.

The gentle breeze blowing against the cheeks made people feel very comfortable, and Yang Qian relaxed the bow string in a happy mood.

The string sounded, and the arrow flew happily, like a bird with wings flying to freedom...

Li Shimin's naughty child's laughter sounded again as expected.

Yang Qian was very embarrassed and looked into the distance with a melancholy look on his face. He clearly followed the instructions of Li * Hua Mulan * Xiuning and shot.

Is it because my hands are too slippery or the arrow is too fluttery?

Taking the second arrow from Li Xiuning, Yang Qian aimed again with a solemn look, opened it, and loosened the string...

"I have obviously aimed..." Yang Qian looked at the still empty target in shock, and began to doubt his life.

Could it be that the Yao Mo sub-system poked a hole in the corner of the wall to let in the light, but used reinforced concrete to directly penetrate the door into a wall.

Li Xiuning looked at Yang Qian seriously and then moved his eyes to Zhili.

"Try it."

Zhili stood up nervously, took off his short bow, and passed Madam Li's words through his mind.

He calmly and slowly opened his bow, and after a breath, the arrow flew out.

A beautiful slightly curved line was drawn, stably tying the edge of the target.

Li Xiuning gave a rare nod: "Remember the feel and shoot twenty arrows."

Zhili was a little excited, nodded vigorously, and began to repeat the actions just now in a slow rhythm.

Li Shimin's laughter came again, and Li Xiuning pointed at Li Shimin. "Come here, it's the same."

"Sister, I, I didn't make a mistake..."

Li Shimin, who was enjoying his misfortune, muttered a few times, but he could only reluctantly go to get his short bow.

Zhili and Li Shimin's archery skills were far inferior to Li Xiuning's, but the arrows were scattered near the target and occasionally stuck on the target.

Both of them have very strong self-esteem, and they are both trying hard to hit the target better than their opponents.

Here, Yang Qian was a little embarrassed. He obviously felt in good condition.

The posture is also correct, but why does the damn arrow fly so high?

"Ms. Li, if you can teach me some more, I think I can still save her."

Li Xiuning was silent for a moment, then picked up a long ring-headed knife from the weapons rack on the side and handed it to Yang Qian.

He nodded slightly towards Yang Qian and said, "Try."

Seeing the light of expectation shining in Li Xiuning's eyes, Yang Qian felt that Li Xiuning would not let him kill her.

Even if Li Xiuning is bare-handed and has no brute strength, if she wants to pick up a knife and challenge this woman in a duel.

With her ability to fight twenty people, Yang Qian believed that within five seconds, Li Xiuning would kneel down and beg her not to die.

Yang Qian, who had no thoughts of death yet, turned around and started looking for the target.

Seeing the target in another direction, he raised his arm and swung it down hard.

The long sword held tightly in his hand flashed across the sky like lightning and hit an archery target about twenty steps away.

The weight of the sharp long sword with a ring head was definitely not comparable to that of an arrow. Naturally, the target was easily pierced.

He carried the archery target backwards for several feet before falling to the ground.

"Interesting..." Li Xiuning's eyes lit up, and he handed over a long knife with a ring head.

"..." After looking at Li Xiuning, who was ruthless and not very talkative, Yang Qian accepted the other party's invitation.

Aiming at the new target, he threw it hard. This time, it just missed the edge of the target.

The grass clippings flew away, but the target could not be knocked down.

However, Yang Qian's expression changed, with a look of surprise and a hint of surprise.

In his consciousness, what was originally a C-level knife-throwing skill has now become a C-level...

That means that with hard practice, I can continue to master the powerful and heavy knife-throwing skills.

As the saying goes, as long as you work hard, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle...

(Emphasis on what "Kung Fu" and "Deepness" mean. If you don't understand, please turn to the People's Education Press's second grade Chinese language.)

Ding! Buzz buzz... Yang Qian heard the sound of metal knocking and subconsciously raised his head.

Then I saw Li Xiuning holding the ring-headed long knife with a faint lingering sound, gently stretching his long arm, and suddenly throwing it...

Yang Qian subconsciously turned his head and saw the arrow target whose edge had been scratched by him. It was missing a supporting leg and slowly fell to the ground.

Li Xiuning frowned and moved his arms. "Sure enough, it is very different from the way of using force in archery."

"...You, you're bleeding." Yang Qian looked at the faint blood stain seeping out of Li Xiuning's clothes on his right shoulder and whispered.

"So, you don't have the talent for archery." Li Xiuning glanced over his right shoulder and said seriously to Yang Qian.

"..." Yang Qian's whole body is not feeling well. Miss, can't you feel the pain? Are you bleeding?

"Now that I know it, please ask Madam Li to quickly apply medicine and bandage it."

Li Xiuning hummed slightly and looked down at Yang Qian. "I want to learn those things. I'll teach you when the injury heals."

Yang Qian glanced at the weapon rack pointed by Li Xiuning. There were eighteen kinds of weapons there.

Facing Li Xiuning's slightly bent cheek, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly.

Yang Qian felt a little embarrassed and scratched his eyebrows and said, "Okay."

"..." This was the first time Yang Qian saw Li Xiuning smile.

Gradually overflowing from the bottom of her eyes, the corners of her lips, and the tips of her brows, disappeared without a trace as she turned around and left.

Like the night-blooming night-blooming night-blooming flower with its faint fragrance, when you wake up after smelling the fragrance, the traces of the flower are gone...

Looking blankly at Li Xiuning's back, Yang Qian was stunned for a long time and touched his face. "What am I doing? Am I being flirted with?"

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Li Shimin came over in awe, looked at Li Xiuning's back suspiciously, and then glanced at Yang Qian.

"Brother Yang, what are you mumbling about?"

Yang Qian looked at the short and fat Luban Li and showed a fatherly smile. "You want to know?"

"Yes, what were you just talking about with my sister? Why do I feel that my sister seems to be in a particularly good mood, so I am curious."

Yang Qian patted Luban Li on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

"When one day you understand what being a single is, you will understand how you feel now..."

"Single dog?" Li Shimin was completely confused. "Is there such a dog in this world?"

"Haha... there are, and there are many, and the important thing is, many singles don't know their true identities."

"..." Looking at Yang Qian's leaving figure, Mr. Luban Li felt that something was wrong with Yang Qian's words, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

The sound of the fairy buzz sounded again, and I saw the arrow hitting the bullseye fifty steps away.

Zhili moved his numb arms, and the smile on his face became brighter...

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