Landing in the Fantastic World

Mu Yu didn't change to other bows either, because the other bows were not much better.

After picking up the bow, go directly to the other side of the weapon rack to get the arrow.

Like the bow, the good arrows were picked out, and the remaining arrows were all rusty and even bent.

Obviously, if this kind of bow and arrow is used to shoot frisbees, it may not be possible to hit even one.

According to the regulations, each person can take twenty arrows.

Mu Yu casually grabbed a bunch of arrows from the weapon rack, regardless of whether the arrows were good or bad, and stuffed them directly into the quiver.

Fuck, can you be more serious, this competition is about the face of the Northwest Spiritual Institute.

How could the shooting team send out such unreliable students? It's better than me.

Get out, don't embarrass the Northwest Spiritual Academy.

The students watching the match at the Northwest Spiritual Academy were very dissatisfied with Mu Yu's actions.

Not only them, but other contestants also noticed Mu Yu's move.

Wu Xiuyuan's face was also blushing, obviously the scolding of the shooting team made him, the captain of the shooting team, feel deeply humiliated.

He hated Mu Yu to the bottom of his heart.

Haha, the Northwest Spiritual Academy really doesn't even have a decent person?

The participating students from the other four major spiritual academies stopped bow trial, laughed and sneered at Mu Yu.

Among so many people present, the only person whose mood didn't change at all was the person involved, Mu Yu.

Mu Yu calmly came to the bow trial venue.

Shhhhhh!

A series of arrows pierced through the air, and precisely inserted into the red dot of the target a hundred meters away.

It can be seen that the basic archery skills of these participating students are very good, no wonder they can represent the Spirit Academy to participate in the frisbee shooting competition.

Mu Yu had never shot arrows before, but after seeing their archery postures, it was not a problem to imitate them.

Mu Yu squatted down slightly, put the arrow on the bow, and slowly pulled the bow away, his eyes were fixed on the target a hundred meters away.

At this moment, no matter whether it was the spectators or other participating students, they all stopped their movements and turned their eyes to Mu Yu.

They all wanted to see what kind of capital this student who was so contemptuous of the game had?

call out!

At this time, Mu Yu let go of the hand holding the bow, and the iron arrow flew out, turned into an afterimage, and went straight to the target.

Countless pairs of eyes of everyone followed the trajectory of the flying arrows.

Shua!

The flying arrows directly passed by the outside of the target and nailed to the wall behind the target.

Hahaha……

After everyone was taken aback for a moment, laughter burst out like a tidal wave.

Can such a person also participate in the frisbee competition?

He can't even hit a static target, so he will shoot the Frisbee with his head in the next game.

I really don't think I am ashamed.

Trash! What a waste!

Wu Xiuyuan's face was gloomy, and he couldn't control himself from swearing.

With such pit teammates, no matter how hard the four of them work and how extraordinary their performance is, they still cannot escape the fate of being at the bottom.

Mu Yu was not discouraged because the first arrow missed. He took another arrow from his quiver and put it on the bow.

After a whoosh, the iron arrow flew out again.

After the first experience, Mu Yu's second arrow was indeed much more accurate.

This time, he finally hit the target, and it was only three inches away from the bull's-eye.

This arrow must have been lucky. I guess his next arrow must still miss.