BL | Every Time The Character Is Set To Be The Villain [Quick Wear]

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With just a slight kick, lightning flew out immediately.

Unlike the Sharman Warhorse, which was still accelerating at the beginning, the speed of the lightning was already extremely fast from the time it began to rush out.

After the lightning dashed out, it was not like Sharman's warhorse that skillfully used the curve to prolong the time for Sharman to take arrows, bow, and locate, but dashed straight towards the target like a line.

Sharman's arrow just landed on the target. Colin only had time to check the number of rings, and he didn't even have time to take out the arrow. Hull's game had already begun.

He just wanted to stop Hull, but he was gently pulled by Sang Jiuchi beside him and stopped.

Colin turned his head and glanced at Sang Jiuchi suspiciously, and saw the starlight beating in the clear eyes of Sang Jiuchi, like stars hanging in the vast sky.

Sharman's warhorse had obviously been trained for such an attack many times, and had already been able to use his muscle memory to make the perfect match with Sharman. Therefore, when Sharman controls it to sprint out, it will take the route of turning and running in a semicircle. When it stops in front of the red line, Sharman can just shoot from its sideways position.

This position is also the most comfortable shooting position, as there will be a horse's head in the way of shooting from the front.

Whether it is speed, angle or time, Sharman has trained hundreds of times, and he has already mastered the most perfect details.

However, Lightning has always received Hull's onslaught training. As long as Hull issues an order, it is like a long spear aimed at the enemy, rushing straight towards the enemy without turning at all.

It is impossible to turn a corner, whoever turns first loses!

It's like a crazy horse who is pitting its masters, rushing straight ahead.

Shaman was a little surprised, the horse was crazy, and the owner of the horse was crazy.

He did not adjust the speed and running direction of the lightning in time, but directly took out three arrows from the bow box in this posture.

He was tall and sturdy, and his arrows were quick and handsome.

By the time he had just put the arrow on the bow and pulled it, the lightning had almost reached the red line.

In Sharman's view, Hull didn't even have time to look at the bull's-eye, and he hastily released the arrows full of the bow.

Shaman shook his head secretly.

Hull said that it was true that he had not drawn a bow for more than ten years, and his performance was too ordinary.

The moment Hull let go of the bow, the bowstring faintly murmured.

The three bows and arrows swiped in unison, and the speed was so fast that even the air made a sharp hissing sound.

Just as Shaman sighed secretly, the three arrows landed on the target with three swoops.

Its strength is so heavy that even the target swayed in place for a few times before it was able to hold on to the swing.

At the position of the target, there was a "click" sound of wood splitting.

Shaman looked at it and was instantly stunned.

The three arrows smashed from the tail of his shot in unison, and the tip of the gleaming silver arrow cut a smooth straight line, splitting his arrow in two.