GGS-CHAPTER 1080 SHOCKED

Besides, Su Jing has given them so much Lantian Silver Thread Rice; they should give him some face. They can draw their conclusion after trying these bows and arrows and seeing them in action.

"Well… alright." The head coach of the archery team felt like it might be a waste of time, but considering the Lantian Silver Thread Rice, he decided to give some face to Su Jing.

"Let's first move everything inside. Old Zhao, you take the bows and arrows to the archery range and let them try these two bows," Jing Dingyue said.

They called some people to help and together they moved the Lantian Silver Thread Rice inside and stored it properly. Then, carrying the bows and arrows, they headed to the archery range.

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"Coach."

"Coach."

"Oh, the team captain is here too."

At the archery range, some archers were training while others were resting after training. When they saw the coach, Jing Dingyue, and the others enter the range with a large box, they couldn't help but feel curious.

"Little Ming, A'Yun, come and try these two bows," The head coach of the archery team said as he pointed at two people and a young man and a young woman responded and walked over, while the others gathered around with curiosity.

When they saw the two bows, their eyes widened in disbelief.

"Are you kidding me? Bows made of wood?"

"They look so rudimentary."

"The strings are too thin. They won't break, will they?"

They couldn't understand why they had to try these two bows. Each person's bow required a long period of adaptation to reach their optimal performance.

With the Tokyo Olympics approaching, even if the bows were of high quality, it was not suitable to change them at this time. And these two bows made of wood were even more questionable, and it seems that there wasn't any value in trying them out.

"Coach, you're not joking, are you?" The young man named Little Ming asked with a strange expression on his face.

"Coach, where did you get these antique bows from?" The woman, named Little Yun also chuckled as she spoke.

"Stop talking so much nonsense and just try them seriously," The head coach of the archery team said with a fed-up expression on his face.

Seeing the coach's serious expression, Little Ming and Little Yun couldn't help but think that this might be some new training method. They set aside their doubts and focused on the task.

The two of them took their positions at the shooting line while their teammates gathered around them to watch.

Little Ming and Little Yun were among the top archers in the men's and women's archery teams, respectively. Everyone was curious to see what level they could achieve with the wooden bows and arrows.

Little Ming lifted the bow, aimed, and released the arrow with a smooth and fluid motion. The arrow hit the blue area near the black, scoring five points.

Little Yun followed suit, lifting the bow, aiming, and releasing the arrow. She took a slightly longer time to aim, but her arrow hit the blue area near the red, scoring six points.

"This bow doesn't feel comfortable to use. The string is too thin," Little Ming said.

"Hehe, Mingge, you were mocking me for scoring five points, but now you also scored five points. Your performance is not better than mine, huh?" A young man teased.

"If you dare, try using this bow. Maybe you won't even hit the target," Little Ming jokingly retorted. It was evident that they had a good relationship and were simply bantering.

"It's clear that something is not right. Considering Little Ming and Little Yun's skills, it's rare for them to score lower than seven points. Now one scored five, and the other scored six. Is something wrong with them?" The coach of the weightlifting team said as he looked at this scene.

"It's just because they're using unfamiliar bows. Keep trying," The head coach of the archery team said.

He didn't have high expectations for these two bows; he was just being fair. Even with excellent bows, it takes time to get used to them. Archery requires precision, and a slight deviation can make a difference of several points.

Little Ming continued his attempts. The second arrow hit six points, and so did the third…

Little Yun also shot two arrows in succession, the second arrow scored six points, and the third arrow scored seven points…

Their scores had improved, but these results clearly didn't reflect the true abilities of Little Ming and Little Yun. With these scores, they probably wouldn't even pass the first round of the Olympics archery competition.

The head coach of the archery team was already considering asking Little Yun and Little Ming to stop. They had already given Su Jing enough face. It was clear that Su Jing's bow and arrows were not good enough, which was why they didn't use them anymore.

On the side, Qian Jixuan was anxiously thinking, "Could it be that the bow and arrows Su Jing brought are really no good? If that's the case, my previous words will become a joke."

However, no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't do anything now. After all, even if he had a good bow in his hands, it would be difficult for him to hit the target.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Little Yun suddenly said, "Coach, this bow feels a bit special. I want to try it again."

"Really, Little Yun? I also feel that way about this bow. After using it a few times, it feels much more comfortable. And I have this feeling that I can control it more precisely. I think if we adjust it a few times, it will become even more accurate." Little Ming seemed to be struggling to find the right words to describe it as she spoke.

"Well, you can give it another try," The head coach of the archery team hesitated for a moment, then said as he thought that he may as well see what they were feeling.

Little Ming shot more than ten arrows in succession, scoring: six points, seven points, seven points, eight points, nine points, nine points, ten points, ten points, nine points, ten points, ten points, ten points…

Little Yun also shot arrows continuously, scoring: seven points, eight points, eight points, nine points, nine points, ten points, ten points, ten points, ten points, nine points, ten points, ten points, ten points…

The more Little Ming and Little Yun shot, the more pleasantly surprised they became. Qian Jixuan breathed a sigh of relief and showed some excitement on his face.

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