237 Deadly comparison

237 fatal comparison

As soon as the high priest approached, his majestic eyes glanced at them, and those who were arguing stopped one after another, and the expression on his face was slightly calmer. Tina breathed a sigh of relief and watched the high priest come and knew that the situation would not deteriorate further. After all, when it really started, the archer couldn't beat four hands with both fists, and finally the reindeer suffered.

Tina watched the group of hunters choose a representative to tell the high priest what had happened, and the archer waited for them to finish speaking before reporting the situation to the high priest.

After listening to the two sides of the story, the high priest's eyes remained unchanged. He turned to Tina and asked majestically, "You came in early. What did you see?"

Tina didn't expect that she would have the opportunity to speak. She seriously told the story just now, but the high priest continued to ask, "What do you think we should do?"

Is this testing her, or is she sincerely asking for her opinion? She knows that there is no reason for this kind of competition, and she can only compete for strength convincingly. She said directly, "It's better for the three controversial people to try the archery again. Whoever wins in the end will win the game."

The high priest thought that her woman was soft-hearted and would try her best to make love for the reindeer and provide ideas according to the situation that was beneficial to the reindeer, but he didn't expect that her idea was simple and straightforward, which was also a consistent rule in the Hezab tribe, and her strength was respected.

He nodded with a smile and said, "That's it. Who is good at archery? The deer was shot by someone just now."

Tina looked back at the archer. She had made the matter clear, and the high priest still had to ask what to do. It could be seen that things didn't matter. According to the rules, the reindeer was so tired that he had no way to hit the archer. But she knew that only the archer was the real winner and could let the reindeer live, so she hoped that he could win, so she always looked at him with hope.

Fortunately, the archer grew up in Hezabu since he was a child. He had excellent archery, simple and honest personality, and was too lazy to argue. He also felt that the archery was more clean and neat than a large group of people. Hearing Xin Tian's proposal, he sorted out his arrows one by one, gently brushed his long bow, and his eyes were full of hope.

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The other two archers had no objection. The high priest nodded and said, "That's the old rule of the tribe. A hundred steps through Yang, compared with three arrows." Three people familiar with the rules nodded and asked again, "Then who will raise the target?"

The rest of the hunters shook their heads with a strange smile on their faces, and no one wanted to take the job.

Tina was slightly stunned, but the high priest looked at her with a smile and said, "If no one is willing to raise the target, then this comparison will not work. Your idea will be in vain. It's better to drive the deer out and see which of the three of them is faster."

Tina turned her head and looked at the reindeer. She was surrounded by a group of hunters holding bows and arrows. Her docile and clear eyes were in a hurry. When she saw the two newly wrapped arrow wounds on her body, she whispered in her heart and whispered, "What kind of target? Can a woman lift it? If she can lift it, I'll lift it."

The high priest was calm on the surface, but his majestic eyes were slightly stunned. Her kind and resolute personality was too similar to that of Zai flowers in those years. He did not stop her, because she didn't know how dangerous this kind of thing was without experiencing it once.

As soon as Tina's words fell, a gentle and firm voice sounded behind her. Pan Lang whispered, "What target? She doesn't have to lift it. I'll do it."

The high priest looked at the heroic and fearless attitude of the two young people, looked at the firmness in Pan Lang's eyes and the care in his eyes, and whispered, "Don't argue. It's enough for anyone who raises the target. If you want to join in the fun, come together."

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Fold a soft twig from the tree next to you and circle it into a circle that the arrow has just passed through. If the angle of the archery is slightly deviated, you can't pass through the circle of the branch, but to shoot the branch or pass through the side of the branch.

The person who raises the target is responsible for fixing the circle made of the branch on the top of his head. If the arrow deviates, it will be more dangerous and will directly lose the life of the person who raises the target. Perhaps Hezab's shooters often play this game, and their faces are still at easy. Those who do not participate in the competition look like they are watching a good play on the wall.

Tina put the circle above her head and fixed it slightly with her hand. She looked up and saw the archer a hundred steps away. She was in a trance in a trance. Her legs were soft, and her heart fluttered. In her eyes, she could only see the bow and arrow that was aiming. The sharp tip of the arrow did not seem to aim at the circle, but at her head. The eyes, your own fatality.

But she knows that she can't tremble. Once she trembles, it will be more dangerous and will involve the archer to lose the game.

Next to her stood Pan Lang, and beside Pan Lang stood a Hezabu hunter. All three of them made the same movements and carefully pushed the circle on top of his head. Tina's body couldn't help shaking slightly. Pan Lang held the circle with one hand and quietly put it down with the other hand. He grabbed Xin Tian's hand and held it tightly.

Tina turned her head and looked at him. His glazed eyes were very firm, which made Tina's mood much more stable.

Pan Lang didn't need to talk, but just encouraged her with his eyes and movements. The two of them clenched their hands tightly, their palms were warm, and their bodies stood side by side were like two unwavering stone statues.

The hunters next to him talked softly. They both raised the target with two hands and one raised the target with one hand, but the high priest looked quietly and did not say anything, so the others were silent. If they can't lift it well, their hands tremble, or the target falls to the ground, the contestant will admit defeat anyway.

The three people stood quietly. Tina stared at the distance and couldn't see anything in her eyes. She could only see the sharp bow and arrow. Pan Lang clenched her hand tightly and ordered, "Close your eyes."

Tina obediently closed her eyes. Although it was dark in front of her, it seemed that the center of the darkness was still a sharp bow and arrow.

As soon as Tina closed her eyes, the high priest's hand waved gently, and the fingers of the three archers who had already put the bow on the string were gently loosened. On the three round bows pulled like the full moon, the three sharp bows and arrows came out of the string. The sound of the wind came through the air and flew straight to the heads of Tina and the three people.

Searching for three bows and arrows passing through the target at the same time.

Tina held the target with one hand and heard the sharp wind passing over her head. Her back was full of cold sweat. She stood still and imagined that her whole body was soft into a piece of noodles. In fact, she was motionless like a wood-carved clay sculpture. The only thing she could feel was the heartbeat of Pan Lang's warm palms. .