Lu Ge was stunned for a moment. Then, he saw the other scouts and villagers surrounding him. He could only give up on trying to snatch the arrow. He remembered that Roddy had put him in a difficult position, so he shouted angrily, "You little bastard? Take your bow to the shooting range and decide the winner with one round of arrows. Let's see who has the right to use it. Let's make this clear. If you lose, you will kneel down and lick my shoes! "
Roddy didn't say anything. He just looked up slightly and ignored Lu Ge. He bent down to pick up the arrow and walked away.
There weren't many people in the village, but they all rushed over when they heard that something was happening. The scout team's mission would only start in an hour, and any commotion in a small village would spread to every corner of the village in less than ten minutes. Rody crossed his arms and stood on the 'shooting range' in the small square. Lu Ge held a blade of grass in his mouth. He held his bow and continued to provoke Rody. "Just wait to lick my shoes, little bastard."
He had the right to say that. Even in the past, no one in Norland Village was better at archery than Lu Ge. To him, this kind of competition was just a way for Roddy to stall for time.
He spat out the straw as if he was spitting at Rody. He looked at Rody with disdain and then raised the bow in his hand.
The scouts of Norland Village would occasionally have an archery competition. The rules were simple — shoot at a piece of linen the size of a human head on a haystack from twenty-five yards away. Each person would shoot ten arrows, and the winner would be determined by the area covered.
Although Lu Ge was always cursing and swearing, as the leader of the scouts, he was definitely not careless in his work. His movements were precise, and his breathing was steady. Lu Ge raised his hand and shot three arrows in a row. All of them hit the center of the linen!
This precise swordsmanship amazed the farmers around him. However, the strength of the bow was too great. From the fourth arrow onward, the area covered by the arrows gradually increased. By the seventh arrow, Lu Ge's arm was shaking every time he pulled the bow. Even his movements were starting to change.
After twelve arrows were shot, two of Luger's arrows hit outside the edge of the linen cloth.
This was also because the weight of the horn bow was too high. Strong bows and hard crossbows were difficult to control. Even someone like Luge could not maintain high accuracy. However, this result was enough to make the soldiers feel ashamed of their inferiority. The scene of the arrows nailing into the linen cloth was truly frightening.
There were thirty to forty villagers and soldiers around them, and all of them were in an uproar. Many of them said that Roddy was unlucky and that it would be difficult for him to get out of this situation. After all, in their eyes, Lu Ge was the "undefeatable" party. Thinking of Roddy's past performance in the village, no one thought that he could beat Lu Ge in archery.
The public's opinion was on Lu Ge's side, so he couldn't help but straighten his back. He looked at Roddy from the corner of his eyes and spat again. He threw his bow over in disdain.
"Little bastard, learn a little."
But he would never have thought that the words Roddy said after taking the bow almost made Lu Ge's lungs explode.
"Heh … You think this is good archery?"
"… This is just the tip of the iceberg."
Ignoring Lu Ge's reaction, Roddy wrapped his finger with thin leather and aimed at the target 25 yards away. He adjusted his breathing and slowly raised the bow in his hand.
In the next moment, all the scouts frowned. Even the farmers who were watching from the side started whispering.
The bow was half drawn, but it was not fully drawn. Roddy's movements looked extremely casual as he raised the bow and shot. This posture was completely unbelievable in the eyes of the scouts. Did he know that he could not win, so he was too lazy to even aim?
Speaking of which, the most important thing in archery was "consistency". Every time the bow was drawn and released, all the movements had to be highly "consistent" in order to ensure the same accuracy. If the position of the right hand holding the bowstring or the position of the hand pushing the bow was slightly off, the arrow that was shot out would have a deviation. Therefore, "consistent movements" when shooting was the most basic of common sense.
But what about Roddy? The bow was half drawn, and the arm was released almost without any contact. How could the arm that was suspended in mid-air ensure that the strength of the arrow was the same every time? How could he ensure that the aiming angle was the same?
The farmers did not understand what this meant, but all the scouts felt that he was simply fooling around.
But in the next moment, the continuous "Tut — Tut —" sound attracted everyone's attention to the target. At first, they only let out a puzzled "eh" sound, but when Roddy finished shooting the first five arrows, the puzzled sound turned into uncontrollable exclamations!
"This …"
"How is this possible?!"
"God —"
Beads of sweat appeared on Lu Ge's forehead. He even felt goosebumps all over his body. Even though he had thought of countless possibilities, he did not expect to see such a scene in front of him. He had always been arrogant, but at this moment, his mouth was wide open as he looked at the pile of straw not far away.
Twenty-five yards away, in the middle of the linen pile, there was only one arrow … And every time Roddy raised his arm and released, the next arrow would hit the tail of the previous arrow, nailing it into the target!
The tail of the previous arrow was smashed, and it fell to the ground after being split open.
This phenomenon was commonly known as "chasing arrows", and Lu Ge often encountered it himself. Once the concentration of arrows was too high, this kind of situation would often occur. To a certain extent, this was also a great proof of one's archery skills — but at this moment, everyone saw a shocking fact … Except for the first arrow that hit the center, all of Roddy's arrows were chasing arrows!
"Tut —"
"Tut —"
"Tut —"
…
When the continuous chasing arrows appeared, the nerves of the audience became a little numb. They no longer thought about whether they could hit the linen pile. Instead, they thought in their hearts: Could all eleven arrows catch up to it?!
"Tut —"
When the last arrow was released, Roddy still had a calm expression on his face. It was a stark contrast to Lu Ge, who had just shot a set of arrows with trembling arms.
At this point, because of the continuous chasing arrows, the arrows in the bullseye had been split open, leaving only fragments on the ground.
All twelve arrows were shot at the same point!
After the oppressive silence, the crowd burst into exclamations. They could not imagine that archery could be done to such an extent — this was simply something that only the elven archers of the bards could do!
In the noisy environment, perhaps only Carter and the two scouts who had participated in the battle yesterday were not too surprised. They looked at Roddy with complicated gazes, and they did not even know if they should step forward to talk to him.
At this moment, Lu Ge had already realized what a mistake he had made.
His whole body was trembling, and it was not just because he had lost the bet. His archery skills were not bad, so he could better understand what Roddy's move meant …
The horn bow was extremely heavy, but Roddy did not even need to pull it to the limit to achieve such accuracy. This meant that from the beginning to the end, Roddy did not take this competition seriously at all — he had made this competition so casually. Was it really just for the bow?
At this moment, when he thought back to what he had just said, Lu Ge suddenly understood what Roddy's gaze meant …
It was an indifferent gaze that one would only have when looking at a dead person.
"I — I …"
He wanted to say something, but he saw that Roddy was already standing in front of him, raising three fingers and pointing at his chest.
"You just poked me three times."
Although the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and it looked like he was smiling, the coldness in his eyes made Lu Ge shudder. Looking at the leather boot coming towards him, he immediately realized what this guy wanted to do. Although he was shocked, he was not too nervous.
Even if it was a bare-handed fight, who was Lu Ge afraid of?
But just as he moved to block, he found that Roddy's foot had strangely changed the direction of his attack, and it landed heavily on his lower abdomen!
"Bang!"
Lu Ge, who thought that his combat skills were not bad, was sent flying, and after hovering in the air for half a second, he crashed to the ground. The surrounding villagers' chatter stopped abruptly, but this was just the beginning. Roddy's figure appeared like a ghost in front of Lu Ge, and he forcefully pulled him up from the ground. Then, he punched Lu Ge's stomach!
Raising his leg and kneeing, Lu Ge, who had just scolded arrogantly, did not even waste time talking nonsense. He flew backward again, rolled on the ground twice, and fell into shock.
After doing all this, Roddy picked up his horn bow, turned around, and left.
Not far away, Dick, who was holding the three copper coins in his hand, was sweating. He swallowed his saliva as he watched Lu Ge being dragged away by the scouts for treatment. He quickly trotted over and stammered, "Rody, you … what else do you want? I'll try my best to get … get it for you … "
Roddy looked forward. Just a moment ago, he was still ruthless, but the next moment, he restrained his emotions and put on a gentle smile. "Ah … if it's possible, I also need a small file. It would be best if you have it."
Dick agreed with a head full of cold sweat. When he left, he felt that his legs were very weak.
In a place like Norland Village, the most powerful person was a veteran ruffian like Lu Ge. Not to mention the knights or the guards in Hollier City, to the simple villagers and the soldiers who made a living here, anyone who could defeat Lu Ge without hesitation was definitely not someone they could afford to offend.
Military sanctions? Judicial hearings? Who the f * ck could control a team of less than a dozen scouts at the border? Were they going to complain to Hollier City? Those old men would only care about such trivial matters when they had too much to eat.
A fight was a fight, just like how Lu Ge humiliated Roddy. In a place like this, the strongest fist was the last word. It was because Roddy understood this that he acted so brazenly. Of course, part of it was because of Lu Ge's ridicule, but more importantly, it was because of the plan that Roddy was gradually forming in his heart.
The villagers gradually dispersed. Roddy pulled out the arrows that were already useless. He felt a little heartache — he was basically penniless now. According to the memory of this guy called 'Roddy', he still had some money stored in a rundown house in a village not far away. However, including what he had left, he only had about 30 copper coins.
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