Shoot The Dragon With One Arrow

"What did you call me just now?" Gallaher's smile suddenly stopped, staring coldly at the middle-aged fatty.

Stared at by Gallaher's eyes, the middle-aged fatty contracted subconsciously for some reason, shivering, and sweating on his forehead. What's the matter with this guy? It's just a cry of cripple. Just now that many people called him cripple and it's okay, how come to me...

"cripple, why stop, can't you drink anymore?" A man next to him Booed.

The man tone barely fell, he was kicked by a wooden leg fiercely on his chest, and he flew out and hit several wine tables.

shua~ shua~ shua~ ——

"Damn, three sons are okay? Those who dare to hit us, go, fuck him." The man's three companions stood up, moved towards Gallaher rushed over.

"It's fighting, oh--cripple is great!" The surrounding alcoholic slapped the table and made a loud noise.

Gallaher shook his body drunkly, drew a man's fist away, then grabbed the man's hair and smashed it fiercely on the table.

The boss of the Midnight Tavern is behind the bar, shook the head to the clerk who wants to charge ahead to stop.

"Damn, this old cripple is a bit tricky."

A man’s companion picked up a chair and quietly walked around behind Gallaher, and the companion started to fight Gallaher. At the same time, it hit Gallaher.

The men's eyes were all Gallaher, and he didn't notice that someone also came quietly behind him.

Papa--

The man's knee was suddenly kicked by fiercely, and he was caught off guard to kneel to the ground.

"Who sneak attack me?"

The man's head turned halfway, and he was kicked on the head with a leg and fell to the side.

After all, Gallaher is Evan’s arrow technique teacher. He can’t just watch his teacher get beaten, even if Gallaher is the first to do it.

The last man companion was also stunned by Gallaher.

"Hiccups."

Gallaher burped alcohol and turned around to see Evan and the sneak attacker on the ground.

"Gallah teacher, I'm back."

"Well, go back to the Academy."

Gallaher's tone is quite calm, not at all It’s just like a fight,

When the male companion picked up the chair to hit Gallaher, the tavern boss’s hand holding the cup was tight, his arm was already raised, and he was almost about to lift the cup. Throw it out, only to see Evan take a shot, he stopped the action in time, took the opportunity to put the cup into the sink, and pretended to be rinsed again.

"Is that Captain's dísciple? It’s a neat and tidy hands, not bad."

This kind of brawl often happens in midnight taverns, and the guests are used to them and treat them as after-drinks. Sideshow.

As for the loss, the tables and chairs in the midnight pub are all cheap, so it doesn’t hurt to break it.

Of course, compensation is still required.

"The bill for the damaged item..." The tavern boss glanced around, and finally stopped at the head of the man who was kicked by Gallaher with a wooden leg at first.

The strong wind blows, Gallaher drinks a lot, every time he steps on his wooden legs, he has to step on the ground fiercely. He was limping when he walked, but now he always wants to. Feeling down.

Evan doesn't like the smell of wine, but seeing Gallaher's unsteady walking, he can only help him step forward.

"Fuck, how about I'm just a cripple? If I leave it before, I will shoot that guy's chrysanthemum with one arrow." Gallaher glanced at Evan, and put his arm on Evan's shoulder unceremoniously. superior. "Boy, do you like archery?"

"It's better to say there is no choice than you like it." Evan speak frankly.

What kind of weapon does Evan like? He really didn't think about this problem. In the nightmare, there are only two weapons, bows and daggers. Compared with daggers for close combat, bows and arrows are naturally the first choice.

"No choice? Nonsense, how can you practice so seriously if you don't like it? I know how you shoot arrows."

No way, you will die if you are not serious, Evan's heart road.

"Boy, do you know what the most important thing about archery is?" Gallaher asked.

The most important? Evan thought for a while, and said, "It should be steady in your hands."

"Stable hands are of course important, but the most important thing is breathing. Being an archer is easy, but you want to be a top-notch Archer, you have to find your own breath."

"Breathing?" When Evan was practicing, Gallagher yelled the word breath the most, but breath is so important. NS?

"Let’s tell you this, your current arrow technique is actually pretty good, barely a third-rate level. But there are three levels above it: second-rate, first-rate, and archer."

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Listening to the first half of Gallaher's sentence, Evan was shocked by the following words before he could be happy.

Evan has been practicing arrow technique by himself. He feels good about himself. From the beginning he couldn't even shoot arrows well. Now he hits the target 30 meters. He has made significant progress and is a great achievement. .

didn't expect In Gallagher's eyes, his arrow technique is only a third-rate level.

"How are the levels of these archers divided?"

"The hit rate of shooting wooden targets is 90%, which is considered a third-rate level, and the hit rate of shooting sports targets is 100%. Ninety, it’s a second-rate level."

The Lost Deer is extremely fast and alert. There is no chance for Evan to shoot a bow and arrow in a static state. In other words, if you want to shoot it, at least It must also reach the second-rate level.

"As for this level, it can accurately hit the target even in intense sports. When a person is moving, when the arrow is shot, it will add a force with the person's movement, first-class The archer has to learn how to adapt to this force. This is difficult, not everyone can do it, not everyone can become a first-class archer. For example, jumping off a cliff and shooting a bird in midair , Even if it is a first-class archer. On the battlefield, first-class archers are very rare."

"The divine archer? What kind of archer is a divine archer?" The first-class archer actually requires this. High, I am afraid that the best Olympic archery champions in the past can only barely touch the side of the second-rate archer.

"The archer has no specific criteria for judging. When a person’s arrow technique Major Perfection is recognized by everyone, he will naturally be crowned with the title of archer. The Dark Gold Empire can currently be called an archer. People, only three trifling."

"teacher, how can I become an archer? How do I find my own breath?" Evan heard this knowledge about archer for the first time, and he gave His position is archer, and archer naturally becomes his goal.

"You?" Gallagher shook his head, laughed heartily, spitting out strong alcohol, "Finding your own breath is the basis for becoming a first-class archer, but a first-class archer is the limit of humanity Yes. Do you know that the three archers are all who? They are mixed blood, mixed human and elves, half elves."