"How heavy is it?" Wu Jingjing asked curiously.
She wants to know how much burden the other party has to shoot that arrow.
Li Changning and Sang Chengqiang looked at each other with impatience. She Lei first said, "75 kilograms is something."
Wu Jingjing exclaimed with a rough calculation, "165 pounds?"
"You shoot an arrow with 165 pounds on your back?" Everyone gathered around, and it would be a bully to make the athletes carry such a heavy weight and do string pulling after carrying it.
"Good cruel training"
"Then the martial arts school should be very famous."
"Does archery need weight training?"
"Their backs seem to have real lethal bows and arrows …"
All around her, she lei was dizzy.
He decided to put the feather arrows in the arrow pot in front of him in the direction of the main feather without taking part in it.
A line of two arrows, the long hardwood arrow body is pleasant and peaceful, the sharp bone tip is intoxicating, and the bright feathers are intoxicating and exciting.
The ear sounds naturally became lower and disappeared.
She Lei’s heart gently adjusted her posture and took an arrow. Only her thumb buckled the tail of the arrow, then she raised her bow, drew the string, aimed at it and loosened the string in one go. She saw two arrows flying almost together.
7 meters away, the target makes a banging sound.
2 arrows in 5 seconds, which is almost the limit of Shelei.
When the bone arrow hit the target, she lei was already sweating all over, but he didn’t care about these. He asked Wu Jingjing first, "What’s up?"
"That’s nice."
Wu Jingjing guarantees that there is no illusory modern archer and that there is no ancient English longbowman who shoots 12 arrows in one minute and requires a hit rate of more than 9%. Although that is only the soldier’s level, in the 15th century, the British longbowman has stood the test for a long time. The soldiers were trained from childhood to spinal distortion, and the time and intensity are far superior to modern times. It is really not easy for this martial arts school student to speed up 75% on this basis.
Mizan was also surprised that he couldn’t speak. "This is Mediterranean bow drawing, right, but it’s a little different."
"It’s improved a little." She Lei barely lifted her legs and feet for two or three minutes before straightening up and saying to Wu Jingjing, "We usually train bows and arrows, but this is the first time to see professional players."
He really has nothing to talk about, so he can talk about common interests.
A group of athletes smiled awkwardly, and their accuracy was definitely higher, but when they saw that people were so sharp, they inserted several accessories themselves. After all, it was not a competition, and the gap between several rings was meaningless.
Mizan rolled his eyes and asked, "Can I bow and arrow?"
He thinks there must be something special about firing the bow so fast.
Shelei hesitated to show his generosity and handed it to Mizan.
The first feeling of the latter taking over is light.
Although it is a long bow made of hard wood, the weight of a hardwood is less than 1 kg, while the bow and arrow in the men’s competition is made of metal and has various plugins weighing 22 kg.
He smiled to himself and pulled a bow slightly. "Is it a single bow? Why not a recurve bow or a compound bow?"
She Lei shook his head. He saw that Wu Jingjing was too lazy to pay attention to this Malay.
Mizan added, "Is the bowstring made of animal tendons? Your curator must have a strong interest in going back to the ancient times. Synthetic fibers can achieve the same effect. Well, the wood is also very good. The wood heart is a little hard to see, but the texture is very hard … "
It’s normal to spend 100,000 dollars on watching him become competitive but interested in this Chen martial arts school. Many people like to play retro weapons. Some people even buy broken armor weapons to melt or repair them into their favorite things. Now this pair of bows and arrows seems to be trying to find similar ancient materials according to the ancient method. 10,000 dollars is not necessarily, but 30,000 dollars is indispensable.
Mizan watched his students wear the same kind of similar bows and arrows and couldn’t help but wonder if these were abandoned to make a perfect bow.
So he couldn’t help asking, "What kind of bow and arrow is your curator?"
"A little bigger than me." She Lei said it was a four-stone bow, which was nearly 4 pounds of tension. The weakness of modern people is equivalent to the level of divine power
Mizan guessed correctly, but he couldn’t help but sigh with emotion. "It seems that he must have designed a good bow for himself."
Because of what he said, his spirit was not enough, and he didn’t pull the string.
Although Mizan Ma lunges, lifts the bow and pulls it hard, it will still be pulled into a full bow, but everyone is playing with bows and arrows, who can’t see it?
A burst of light laughter, Sao Mizan, staying and leaving without a bow.
Wu Jingjing showed a little surprise and tried it, but it was more than 1 pound strong bow, which was almost her limit.
Normal archers’ 6-pound bows are enough to show off. Most of them are playing with 20-30-pound bows and watching 40-50-pound recurve bow. In ancient times, it was equivalent to three bows and arrows. Most of them were made of bamboo. The gap between professional soldiers and non-professional soldiers was so great that in the late Qing Dynasty, flag soldiers would play with bird bows all day and practice with teapots, but their arms could not afford big bows.
"1 pound strong bow twice?"
Wu Jingjing felt incredible. "Is your curator as good as you?"
She Lei swelled her chest, but soon collapsed again, and she didn’t have the strength to say, "It’s much better than me."
"How many pounds of bow does he weigh?"
Kind and classical beauty asks questions. Students have a weak sense of confidentiality. They are not fat and chubby. "I have seen the curator pass four stone bows."
"I’ve seen him cross six stone bows."
"6 stone bows are 3 kilograms of tension?" Wu Jingjing doesn’t believe that "66 pounds? How is it possible? "
"He can pull? Don’t be crossbow machine. "
"The curator can shoot six stone bows three times in a row, and he will demonstrate when each student formally practices bows and arrows." Sherebi rowed the maintenance road. "We have all seen the wooden shield shoot through after 3 cm."
The athletes looked at each other and the exercisers stopped, as if listening to a monkey show. They looked at She Lei and smiled. "If it’s so good, why didn’t he take part in the Olympic weightlifting? He can win."
She Lei is worried about leaving a bad name for bragging in front of beautiful women. "The curator is a student of Jiangning University. Let’s invite him."
"Go and ask"
"We’ll wait"
The athletes are practicing attacking in groups.
Sang Chengqiang pulls Sherei’s way, "Will our curator be unhappy?"