Chapter 297 Three Stone Bows
"Why……"
Fatty Jin let out a long sigh.
Since both of them agreed, he had nothing more to say.
"Mr. Jin, you will be the referee today. What do you think, kid?"
Zhou Minghui looked like he was sure of victory.
"It's all right. I have no objection."
In this kind of power contest, it doesn't matter whether there is a referee knight or not.
"Since it's a competition, then we should set the rules. The standard for pulling the bow is to shoot the arrow a hundred meters away. Otherwise, you will be judged as the loser."
Zhou Minghui grabbed a longbow beside him and spoke to Xu Youming provocatively.
“That makes sense.”
"Then come with me."
Seeing this, Fatty Jin knew that the situation was irreversible, so he took a few people and walked towards the backyard.
I saw that there was a standard shooting range in the backyard, which was for testing longbows.
There were several longbows on the table in the front row, with the stone number of the longbows marked on them.
"Boy, don't say I'm bullying you. I let you pick first."
Xu Youming didn't hesitate and walked towards the crossbow in front of him.
In ancient times, there was no unified standard for a stone bow. In order to make calculations easier, Fatty Jin simply made a stone bow weighing about 50 kilograms.
In other words, to fully pull the bow, at least 50 kilograms of pulling force is required.
This is the limit for an adult without training.
Even in ancient times, only soldiers who had undergone long training could draw a stone bow.
Xu Youming grabbed the longbow, pulled out an iron arrow and put it on the bowstring.
Then, the longbow was erected and the arrow was parallel to the ground. I didn't see how he exerted force, but I saw the longbow was fully pulled.
whoosh!
The long arrow flew through the air and hit a target in the distance.
Zhou Minghui looked at Xu Youming's performance and frowned slightly.
He underestimated this man because he could draw a stone bow so easily.
Xu Youming put down the longbow and glanced at Zhou Minghui.
"It's your turn."
The voice was emotionless, as if he didn't take Zhou Minghui seriously at all.
"It's just a crossbow. There's nothing to brag about."
As he spoke, Zhou Minghui also walked forward and grabbed a stone bow.
Like Xu Youming, he also pulled the stone bow effortlessly, the long arrow was nailed on the target, and the tail of the arrow could not stop shaking.
The noise here had already alarmed the people around, all of whom were Fatty Jin's employees.
They are more like partners than employees. The bows and arrows here are all made by them.
They combined ancient methods with new-age materials, striving to create the most perfect cold weapons.
"I'll go first this time!"
After Zhou Minghui put down one stone bow, he immediately picked up the second stone bow next to him.
The force of 100 kilograms was already greater than that of most people. He didn't believe that Xu Youming's thin body could pull further.
Zhou Minghui took a deep breath and placed the arrow on it.
"Hey~"
With a slight cry, the bowstring was bent little by little, and soon it became a full moon shape, and the longbow itself also made a slight creaking sound.
sieve!
The moment Zhou Minghui let go, the arrow flew away and the bowstring began to tremble uncontrollably.
"good!"
There was a burst of cheers all around. Those who forged bows and arrows knew the power involved best.
It is not easy to be able to pull a two-stone longbow, not to mention that Zhou Minghui's bow is as big as a full moon. If this happened in ancient times, it would be at least the level of a martial arts candidate.
With the bow at full strength, the arrow had already penetrated nearly half of the target. If it had hit a person, it would have definitely pierced the body and killed the person.
Hearing these cheers, Zhou Minghui looked at Rui Qixue with great pride, and found that she was not looking at him at all, and her attention was all on Xu Youming.
"Humph, just wait and see how this guy leaves in disgrace. Then I'll let you know what a real man is."
Zhou Minghui looked at Xu Youming angrily and threw the longbow down.
Xu Youming has never tried the two-stone longbow, and there is only one one-stone bow in his own gym.
It’s not because he can’t pull it open, but because it’s too expensive and inconvenient for him to train.
He picked up the two crossbows, weighed them, and shook his head slightly.
Others thought he had given up.
Indeed, among the people present, there was probably no one else who could pull two stone bows.
Little did they know that Xu Youming just felt that the bow was too light.
He held the longbow flat in one hand and shot the arrow out just like before.
"How is this possible!?"
"This guy looks average, how come he is so strong?"
Seeing Xu Youming also pulling up the two-stone longbow, not only Zhou Minghui felt incredible, but even the employees around him were shocked.
As they work here, they often see people being able to pull two crossbows apart.
But all of those people were like Zhou Minghui, strong and sturdy.
As for someone as thin as Xu Youming, this is the first time I have seen one.
In fact, Xu Youming is not thin, he just looks a little thin compared to his height.
"Wow, this guy is really a hidden talent."
There was a gleam of light in Fatty Jin's eyes.
He was quite familiar with Xu Youming. Xu Youming had indeed pulled up the two-stone longbow before, but it was definitely not so easy.
Could it be that this guy has been secretly training in the past few months?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. After all, Xu Youming was a professional archer, so it made sense for him to do some strength training.
"Humph, it's just a two-stone bow. I don't believe you can pull up a three-stone bow."
After saying that, Zhou Minghui grabbed the top three stone bow without waiting for Xu Youming to react.
These three stone bows require a pulling force of 300 kilograms. In ancient times, it would take a person with extraordinary talent to pull them apart.
It is difficult to achieve this through training alone.
Zhou Minghui, obviously with some basic skills in Kung Fu, slightly opened his legs, took a standard horse stance, and held the longbow in front of him.
"Watch out, kid!"
After saying that, Zhou Minghui suddenly placed the arrow on the bowstring and slowly exerted force with his right hand.
The compact longbow began to bend little by little, and the special profile made a harsh sound when squeezed.
The muscles bulged high on Zhou Minghui's shoulders, demonstrating his immense strength.
Not to mention the bow and arrow, just with his strength, an ordinary person would probably be crippled if he fired a circle directly.
The people around held their breath, looking at the spectacular scene before them, and couldn't help but feel envious.
Being able to draw a three-stone bow, if nothing else, at least in the sports world, he is second to none.
When Zhou Minghui pulled the longbow, he did not forget to glance at Xu Youming with contempt.
I saw that the other party didn't pay any attention to me at all, and didn't seem to care about winning or losing the game.
It seems that this guy has accepted his fate, but if he is sensible later, it wouldn't be a big deal .
Whoosh~
The long arrow left his hand and flew straight towards the target.
