Chapter 449: Pick bows

The same contempt occurred at the same time in the mouths of the participants in the Southeast Lingyuan, Northeast Lingyuan and Southwest Lingyuan.
None of them deserved the Northwest Spirit House.
Their unabashed ridicule and disdain were also heard by the Northwest Lingyuan practitioners who were watching.
The students' faces turned red, and everyone showed unbelievable looks.
"These people are too much!"
"The Northwest Spirit House cannot be insulted!"
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
The sound of anger and excitement, like the tide, was wave after wave.
How can you bear to look down on people?
"Hear not, we are now fighting for the dignity of the Northwest Spiritual Academy, so we can only win, not defeat."
Wu Xiuyuan turned to Mu Yu, and Shen said, "Especially you, if you are alone, you will humiliate the Northwest Lingyuan Shooting Team, I will never let you go."
"Just take care of yourself, and seldom give pointers in front of me."
Wu Xiuyuan always spoke in a high-profile manner, Mu Yu has long been accustomed to it, and naturally will not give him a good look.
"Well, how dare you speak to me like this! Don't think that you can be lawless if you have Gongyetang's support, here, I have the final say."
Wu Xiu's face showed anger, his eyes stared at Mu Yu tightly with sharpness.
At this time, the host of the competition announced: "The five courtyard frisbee shooting competition officially started!"
Wu Xiuyuan snorted and took Wang Daqiu, Wang Erqiu and Zheng Qi into the field.
Mu Yu followed in.
Similarly, other students from other spiritual colleges also entered the field.
auzw.com A total of twenty-five participants are lined up with weapon racks in front.
A variety of bows and quiver are displayed on the weapon rack.
The first is to choose bows and bows, and to proofread and adapt the bows and arrows.
After the host announced the start, the other 24 students rushed to the weapon rack in an instant.
I'm afraid that the bow you want will be taken first.
Although there are many bows on the weapon rack, high-quality bows are few.
The material, elasticity, strength, and toughness of the bow, as well as the degree of matching with the bow and arrows, and the arm strength of the students themselves, all of these must be considered by the participants.
Mu Yu has never used bows and arrows, so he does not understand these at all, and is not as anxious as other students.
He just walked slowly to the weapon rack.
At this point, most of the participants have already selected the bows, bows, arrows, and quiveres they want to use.
"What is this guy doing? This is a game, not for your modesty!"
Mu Yu's so casual attitude made many onlookers sternly scold.
After all, Mu Yu represents the Northwest Lingyuan. If the performance is bad, the Northwest Lingyuan and them are equally shameless.
If Mu Yu was unheard of, he looked up at the weapon rack and was picked out for the remaining bow.
These bows are dim and stale, and they are defective at first glance.
Obviously, good bows have been picked by other students.
"Without a good bow, I see how you play, you are doomed at the bottom."
Wu Xiuyuan stood behind Mu Yu and said coldly.
Mu Yu ignored him, walked to the weapon stand by himself, picked up a bow and pulled it, and the bow made a creak.
Obviously it is an old antique, even if such a bow is a static target, it may not be able to shoot, let alone a flying target such as a flying disc.
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