837: C837 Evenly Matched

C837 Evenly Matched

The match began with a loud shout from the ape-man, a fifty meter distance target was not a big problem for Yang Song and Sheng Xiao, the naked eye could easily see all the rings on the target, for normal people, the distance of fifty meters was almost impossible to see, but the two of them could easily see it.0

As expected of an expert, he was too lazy to shoot his blades one by one. Holding two blades in one hand, he immediately shot them out, and they were all accurately inserted into the ten rings. Yang Song was not in a hurry to shoot, the targets in front of him were all delivered, so the two of them had nothing to worry about.

The target of 50 meters was for training automatic rifles and pistols. Therefore, the 10-ring shaped target was considered big. It was about half the size of a human head, and nine knives were inserted in it, so one more wouldn't be enough.

I don't know if everyone has seen this movie about the ambush, but the main character in it is a member of the Flying Knife Sect. That flying knife could be said to have reached the acme of perfection, turning corners whenever you want, but how can reality be like this? It was fine if it was straightforward. It was impossible for it to be like the time with the throwing knives in the movie, which was also known as the bullet time.

Yang Song could not help but clap his hands. Dual blade flow, it looked really impressive. As expected of the head of the Dragon Fang, this move of his was really beautiful!

"Mr. Yang, it's your turn."

Yang Song was a little surprised. Damn, I've seen this kid so many times, but this is the first time I've seen him laugh, he's not simple at all.

Yang Song did not hold back anymore. He picked up the knives on the table, picked up the five sabers and held them between his fingers. Then he quickly threw the flying sabers. Each of the four sabers flew towards the target at a speed so fast that it was astounding.

Yang Song didn't even look at the target as he threw four flying knives. In an instant, he once again held the sabre with both hands and threw the five sabers towards the target with both hands. Although it seemed like he was going to throw them all at the same time, he still threw the sabers one by one.

After all, it was Yang Song's first time playing with throwing knives, and he had never actually thrown two sabers together before. Therefore, in order to be steady, he had to throw sabers one by one, but Yang Song's sabre skills were already as good as fire. Although he could not grasp the flying trajectory of the two sabers, throwing sabers one by one was not a problem, and it was not a big problem for him to be fast.

The nine sabers were also firmly inserted into the ten rings. When the person behind saw them, it was as if Yang Song had performed some kind of magic; it was too amazing. These sabers practically flew out one after another, as if they were shooting.

"Now, there's only the last one left. You should go first, Song of Life!" After all, this is your home ground! "

Yang Song could be said to be a little uncertain now. Although 100 meters was suggested by him, one could tell that the distance was still a little too far. Being able to see the target clearly at 50 meters was already very difficult, not to mention at 100 meters, the target had already become a small dot, almost impossible to see clearly.

There was no problem for him to hit the target first. In any case, it was not a simple task to hit a target that was a hundred meters long. It would take a lot of luck for it to hit the target.

A hundred meters didn't sound too far, and any random gun would have a range of a few hundred meters. A throwing knife would be too much of a strain, to say that it could not even be used to shoot.

At this moment, Yang Song and the rest were already waiting. At this time, they couldn't hurry others because a target of one hundred meters was really too far, which would make it difficult for everyone. However, Yang Song was secretly preparing to calculate the distance and wind speed.

Fifty meters was just a small distance to the throwing knives. They needed to control the arc and wind speed to solve the problem, but if they were able to notice it, it would be very difficult at a distance of one hundred meters.

At this time, the snake patted Yang Song's shoulder and handed him a telescope. After all, the distance of 100 meters was too far for the naked eye to see.

Not only was the telescope not bad, it also showed the distance. The target was exactly one hundred meters away from him, and the target was still intact. It should be that before he had arrived, Old Master Xu had instructed someone else to prepare a new piece of paper.

Fortunately, the targets were all on wood and could be protected from the wind, making it more suitable for training. Yang Song was carefully looking at the targets, wanting to see what kind of miracle would happen, but he was also a little afraid that he would hit ten rings.

This was because Yang Song didn't intend to feel like he could hit ten rings at the moment.

Suddenly, the next person beside him, Song Shuhang, raised his hand and threw the knife. Following that, the knife flew at an exaggerated angle. Yang Song thought to himself, Beautiful!

It was really pretty, with a very high arc. Many people would think that if it flew too high, the force of the impact would completely disappear and it would fall down vertically. However, the move of the Life Xiao was really beautiful, after the knife had reached a certain height, it would use the last bit of force, as well as the gravity of the fall, as long as it did not deviate from its original position, the knife would shoot up.

Right now, Yang Song's hands were nervously holding the telescope as he stared at the falling throwing knives. He didn't want to drop any details as he watched the flying knives get closer to the target. Soon after, he saw the knives sticking in the target steadily.

Eight rings! This result was really good, it actually hit the eighth ring, almost hitting the tenth ring. Yang Song did not know why, but upon seeing this scene, he heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily it was still the eighth ring, which meant he still had a chance! Yang Song could be considered relieved now.

He didn't know why, but now that he saw the flying knife shoot out, he felt more relaxed than before. He put down the telescope with a smile, walked up to his throwing knife, picked it up, and put it in his hand. He started to calculate the distance and the strength he needed.

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