The arrow that the monkey missed is much more precious than a pheasant. No matter how many pheasants it is, it cannot be exchanged for it, because the arrow cluster is made of fine steel. Originally, there was no such thing as fine steel in the world, and ordinary people did not know how to smelt it.
These artifacts were refined by master monks with their magical powers. These arrow clusters were given to Huahai Village by the mountain god back then.
The texture of stainless steel is both tough and sharp, but it must be maintained carefully. After each use, it must be wiped clean with deerskin and applied with grease carefully, otherwise it will rust, and nothing will be left after the rust is completed.
Of course, there are also artifacts made by masters made from fine steel that are stainless, indestructible, and have magical functions. But such things are already magical artifacts, and it is impossible for mountain gods to give them to ordinary people for use. Such ordinary objects
Stainless steel is already the best material for making weapons among the tribes.
There are two types of weapons for the clan members. Some are also personal items. For example, if you find materials and process them outside of collective work, you can generally keep them by yourself. Although the clan rules are strict, they are also humane. But things like fine steel
Arrow clusters must be shared by the whole clan. They are taken out and distributed to the best hunters during collective hunting. The monkey was also very careful when shooting today, paying attention to the direction and angle. Originally, it would not fly into the deep
Damn it, but who would have thought that a stone would suddenly hit from the air?
Seeing the monkey asking this question, the tiger boy replied: "I'm sorry, I don't know where you were hiding and shot an arrow. If the stone hadn't happened to hit the arrow, your arrow would have hit me. The arrow flew to the bottom of the cliff.
I've gone and can't find it back. Although I killed this chicken, if you want it, I'll give it to you! Anyway, I also ate a lot of swan eggs in your village."
The tiger boy was quite generous and did not argue with the monkey. But the monkey shouted angrily: "It's easy for you to say, please pay me for that arrow. That arrow is made of fine steel!"
Huwa was stunned. He didn't expect the monkey to ask him to pay for the arrows. But looking at the monkey's appearance, he suddenly realized and asked: "Did you take the bow and arrow from the clan privately and sneak here alone?"
Hunting pheasants? If you lose your arrow, you can’t blame me. You can go back and tell Chief Gu Xin yourself. I will also tell him what happened here.”
Various accidents will inevitably occur when the tribesmen go out hunting. Even if they are kept and used carefully, some precious artifacts will inevitably be damaged or lost. However, this responsibility will not be borne by the user alone, because it is a collective work.
, gains and losses belong to the entire clan. A situation like today was a complete accident, who would have thought? But the monkey was so angry that he wanted compensation, and the tiger boy understood what was going on.
Seeing that what he had done was seen through by the tiger boy, the monkey panicked again and even shed cold sweat. If he secretly put the bow and arrow back, no one would know about it; if the arrow was not lost, even if it was lost by others,
Knowing this, the punishment from the tribe will not be too severe, but the monkey cannot afford this situation now.
A fine steel arrow cluster was lost. If it were counted on the monkey's head, how could he afford to pay for it? I'm afraid he would never have to eat swan eggs! It's a trivial matter to eat without swan eggs. How would the tribesmen view it?
If he punishes him, how miserable will his situation in the clan be? Monkey has suffered before, and he shudders when he thinks of this.
When Huwa saw the monkey dazed there, he turned around and left the pheasant. But before he took a few steps in the bush, he suddenly felt cold all over his body, his back muscles were tight and his hairs stood on end.
, this is an intuitive sense of danger, which comes from his strange perception that is beyond ordinary people during his long initial cultivation.
At this time, the monkey drew another arrow, raised his bow and pointed the arrow at the tiger baby's back and shouted: "Stop!" Seeing that the tiger baby was about to leave, the monkey was completely panicked for a moment. He originally wanted to beg the child not to let him go.
Tell this matter, but how can Huwa listen to him? He thought of threatening the child and dared not tell it, so he drew his bow and arrow.
Huwa had already turned around and walked away, not walking very fast, and the distance between the two of them was very close. When the tip of the arrow pointed at Huwa's back, Monkey's idea changed in an instant. Even if he was frightened by this moment,
He asked the child to promise not to tell anyone, but once he left here, Huba no longer had to be afraid of him. Besides, how could a child keep his mouth shut?
The monkey hated the tiger baby, and was very sorry that the child would disappear. Isn't this a great opportunity? Shoot the tiger baby to death with an arrow, and then throw it off the cliff, and no one can find it! The child may be in the forest.
If he gets lost, he may be picked up by a wild animal, or he may slip and fall off a cliff, no one will suspect him, and no one will know what happened today.
The murderous intention appeared in a single thought. At this time, the monkey's bow had not been fully drawn. But the tiger boy had already sensed the extremely dangerous aura. He simply turned around and waved his hand. The monkey suddenly let out a shrill scream,
The arrow on the string flew out, but it was not accurate at all and did not shoot very far. His right arm also hung down softly, and he could not help but scream in pain.
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When the monkey stretched out his bow and pointed an arrow at Huwa's back, Li Qingshui on the treetop in the distance sneered secretly, knowing that someone was going to be unlucky, and it was certainly not Huwa that he was worried about.
Li Qingshui had been watching what happened today. The tiger kid had just beaten the pheasant with a stone egg. Li Qingshui was secretly surprised, and at the same time he sighed in his heart - this child had finally entered the second realm.
Although the eight-year-old Huwa looks not that big, he is very strong and powerful. His body and strength are not beyond the limit of this age. He is still just a child, but the stone thrown with all his strength may be more powerful than that of an average mature man.
It's incomparable, the speed, power, timing, and accuracy are perfect.
When a person throws a stone, what kind of force does he use? Wrist strength, arm strength, back strength, waist strength or leg strength? More or less, it can be used, but most people mainly use their arms, and the coordinated force of the whole body is not
full.
The moment Huwa exerted his strength, all the strength of the body and even the perception reached the most perfect state of coordination. Chuzhaojing did not obtain the magical power to control external objects, but through repeated practice, Huwa's perception improved.
It is extremely clear, and the feeling of controlling and using the body is also integrated. He did this either deliberately or naturally.
What's even more rare is that his strength, speed and accuracy are all impeccable. Within the range of his clear perception, he can hit almost wherever he points. It's just that the stone can fly and will not miss. This is different from ordinary people, such as monkeys.
He wanted to shoot the pheasant, but the arrow he shot did not follow the trajectory he expected.
People who have used bows and arrows for many years may have some experience. After a long period of practice, the skill gradually becomes an instinct. When you see targets at different distances at a glance, you can shoot out with your bow and arrow, often without leaving the target.
10. If this reaction is close to perfect, then this person can be called a marksman.
Not all sharpshooters have strictly experienced the nine-turn perfection of the first realm and successfully entered the second realm of cultivation, but the principle is the same. Some people can make perfect arrows at certain times, but when they feel bad, their arrows
He loses his accuracy because he cannot always stay in that state.
Seeing Huwa throw the stone to knock down the pheasant, he cleared the water and understood his situation. Huwa had practiced the first level for many years and finally broke through to the second level. His clear perception and body control were perfectly combined.
At such a close distance, he could sense the monkey's dangerous movements instantly, and the monkey could not hurt him at all.
Sure enough, when Huwa turned around, he had already knocked out the stone egg he took out in his hand. The movement seemed casual and he didn't even take aim, but his strength and speed were impeccable. The stone egg flew out in a fast trajectory.
, hit the monkey on the right shoulder, but the monkey didn't react at all.
Huwa can hit wherever he wants, and within the scope of his power, he can hit the monkey whatever he wants. A clear perception of himself also means an understanding of others. Since he knows everyone
If he can feel the movement of a bone and muscle so clearly, he will naturally know what kind of force, from what angle, and where it hits, what kind of consequences it will have.
A warrior who has experienced fighting training for many years can also master such skills if he is good at summarizing insights. For Huwa, this is a natural practice. He has never hit anyone with a stone egg before.
The monkey held the bow in his left hand and pushed it away, with an arrow on the string in his right hand. As soon as he pushed the bow halfway, his right shoulder joint was suddenly dislocated, accompanied by a torn ligament. The injury was not serious, so the joint was reattached.
It will take a while to recover, but it will be very painful at the time, so the monkey keeps screaming.
The bow was already half-opened. As soon as the right hand took off the force, the arrow flew out naturally, but without any power or accuracy. Huwa could see it clearly, so he stood there without moving, watching the arrow hit him.
Not far away.
Suddenly there were chaotic sounds from the other side of the mountain road. Someone shouted: "Who is inside? What happened?" Someone else shouted: "It's the sound of a monkey. He seems to be injured!"
Gu Xin, the patriarch of Huahai Village, led a group of tribesmen through the trees and appeared here. Seeing this scene, he asked in horror: "Huwa, why are you here? What happened just now?"
The monkey knelt on one knee by the bush, covering his right shoulder with his left hand as if in unbearable pain, and his right arm was already hanging down softly. There was a bow beside him, and there were three quivers on his back.
Arrow. Huwa stood three feet away from him, and there was an arrow stuck in the ground three feet away from his feet.