my body has no limits

Chapter 68 Three Stone Bows

On the second day, the archery competition was finally held as scheduled. Seeing that most of the hunters looked like dragons and tigers, Yang Ding admired their ability to sober up.

Archery is a tradition of the Oron people. Before muskets came here, bows and arrows were their means of livelihood.

Therefore, the upper limit of bows and arrows of the Oron hunters is very high.

It's just that hunting has decreased this year, and with the update of shotguns, the archery ability of many hunters has begun to decrease.

In order to inherit the tradition, the Oren people decided to join the hunter skill competition in the Winter Hunting Festival, so there was an archery competition.

"Brother Xicten, what method is used for the archery competition?"

There are many methods of archery. I don't know what method the Oroun people use in the archery competition, so Yang Ding can only ask Xiketeng next to him for help.

"The archery competition of our Oron people is very simple, only two aspects are distance and accuracy.

Divided into 30-meter target and 50-meter target.

If two people hit the bull's-eye at the same time, they will continue to shoot. After five arrows, it will be seen who hits the most bull's-eye. If there is still a tie, then five more arrows will be used without changing the target. "

The targets of the Oron people are all circular with a diameter of less than one meter. Except for the red bullseye in the center, there is a yellow ring on the outside, and a green ring on the outside.

The bows of the two targets are different, one is heavier and the other is lighter.

"Brother Xicten, how heavy is our heaviest bow?"

Hunting does not require heavy bows, so Oroun hunters use soft bows, with a range of about 70 to [-] meters.

This is also the reason why the farthest target in this competition is only 50 meters.

But the Oron people also have heavy bows, which were originally used as counterattack weapons when resisting foreign invaders.

"The heaviest bow should be at Grandpa Hebie's. His family has inherited bow-making skills from their ancestors, and there is a three-stone bow at home."

The three-stone bow has a pulling force of about 180 kg, which is far beyond the bow pulling force used in modern Olympic archery competitions.

Yang Ding has never used such a heavy bow before. If he just pulls it open, Yang Ding is confident that he can do it, but he doesn't know what effect it will have in competition. Yang Ding wants to give it a try.

In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Huang Zhong used the three stone bow, and he was still in his old age.

In the original text, Huang Zhong's white hair stood on end, and he shouted loudly: "Although a certain person is old, he still has three stone bows in his arms, and he has a thousand catties of strength in his body. Isn't he no match for a man like Zhang?" He broke two hard bows in succession.

Although there are many exaggerations in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, there are no waves without wind. If you want to come to the real Huang Zhong in history, he can also draw a strong bow and shoot arrows.

When Yang Ding asked to participate in the competition with a three-stone bow, Xi Keteng was shocked.

"Brother Yang Ding, are you serious?"

Yang Ding nodded, "I just want to try, I think I should be able to do it with my strength."

He is very confident in terms of strength.

"Come on, let's go to Grandpa Hebie's house."

Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, let Yang Ding try the three-stone bow directly to see if he can use it for competition.

When the two came to Grandpa Hebe's house, he was polishing a horn, which is the material for making bows.

"Huh? Xigten, Yang Ding, didn't you go to the archery competition?"

After a few days, especially after yesterday's wrestling match, there are very few Oren people who don't know Yang Ding.

Although Grandpa Hebie seldom went out, Yang Ding had visited before, so he and Grandpa Hebie were considered acquaintances.

After hearing Yang Ding's reason for coming, Grandpa Hebie was also a little surprised.

"Do you really want to compete with a three-stone bow?"

"I want to try." Yang Ding affirmed.

"Well, I'll get it for you."

Grandpa Hebie didn't want the family's treasured bow to be dusted at home, and he was very happy that someone could see it again.

Soon, Grandpa Hebie came out with his own three-stone bow.

The bow is made of birch, crescent-shaped, with a bend at each end.

There are ox horns attached to the inner side of the bow arm. The horns used to make bows are mostly ox horns. In the north, ox horns are often used instead. However, Grandpa Hebie’s three-stone bow is indeed made of very high-quality ox horns. .

The outside of the bow arm is pasted with deer tendons to increase the elasticity of the bow arm.

The body of the bow is black and bright, and Yang Ding fell in love with it the first time he saw it.

The bowstring made of beef tendon is full of elasticity. Yang Ding tried to pull it a few times, and it was very vigorous!
"what!"

Yang Ding let out a soft roar, and stretched his arms, and he opened the three stone bows slowly, the heaviest of which looked like a full moon.

"Full?"

Both Xigten and Hebie were a little surprised. Xigten was okay, he knew Yang Ding's supernatural power, so he accepted it with only a little surprise.

But Hebie was a little excited, he hadn't seen the three-stone bow of the full moon for a long time.

"Good, good, good!"

Grandpa Hebie excitedly pulled Yang Ding to the backyard, "Boy, shoot an arrow."

The backyard is huge, 30 meters long. Grandpa Hebie's yard can be regarded as a small shooting range, as long as it is related to bows and arrows, there are all here.

"Row!"

Yang Ding picked up an arrow from the table, aimed at the bull's-eye, and shot it out.

"Do!"

The arrow accurately hit the bull's-eye, all the arrows sank into the target, and the feathers on the tail of the arrow vibrated violently.

"it is good!"

Xicten really admired this arrow, not only for its precision, but also for its strength.

"Let's go to the game."

Grandpa Hebie didn't stop him, and Yang Ding and Xi Keten came to the shooting range of the competition.

"Yang Ding, are you going to compete with this bow?"

Everyone was very surprised when they found the bow on Yang Ding's back.

Many people know this three-stone bow from Grandpa Hebie's house.

"Well, just use it!" Yang Ding replied affirmatively.

Wow!

Before everyone had time to say more, the archery competition had already begun.

"30-meter target, start."

Yang Ding took out arrows from the quiver and shot them easily.

It was only 30 meters, and the bow in Yang Ding's hand was only half drawn.

After the results came out, all the hunters were a little silent. Yang Ding's five arrows all hit the bull's-eye, penetrating three points.

"Great!"

Apart from these two words, they have nothing more to say.

"The 50-meter target starts."

The number of people participating in the 50-meter target was much less, including Yang Ding, there were only eight people in total.

"Brother Xiketeng, aren't you going to participate?" Yang Ding asked curiously.

"Well, I won't participate. My arm hurts a little these two days. Next time."

You have already played the three stone bows, what else should I do?Isn’t the background board enough?
Facts have proved that Xikten's choice is very correct.

The seven Oroun hunters on the field all became Yang Ding's foil.

In the end, the competition took over, and a total of twelve arrows were checked on a bullseye of less than fifty square centimeters.

Yang Ding became a well-deserved champion and also won the honorary title of Oron marksman.

If this was changed to 100 years ago, the two titles of Yang Ding would be dead.

Of course it wasn't Yang Ding, but the hunter who was competing with him, he could simply apologize with death.

Thank you for the continuous progress and development of the society!
(End of this chapter)