C449 Pick a Bow
C449 Pick a Bow
The same contempt occurred in the mouths of the participating students of the Southeastern Spiritual Academy, Northeastern Spiritual Academy, and Southwestern Spiritual Academy.
None of them thought highly of the Northwest Spiritual Academy.
Their undisguised mockery and disdain were also heard by the surrounding disciples of the Northwest Spiritual Academy.
The faces of the students flushed red, and everyone revealed an indignant expression.
"These people are really too much!"
"The Northwest Spiritual Academy cannot be humiliated!"
"Kill them all!"
"Kill them!"
The furious voices were like tidal waves, wave after wave, not stopping for a long time.
How could they tolerate looking down on others like this?
"Did you hear that? We are now fighting for the dignity of the Northwest Spiritual Academy, so we are only allowed to win. We are not allowed to lose."
Woo Xiuyuan turned to Mu Yu and said in a deep voice, "Especially you. If you embarrass our Northwest Spiritual Academy's shooting team because of you alone, I will never let you go."
"Just take care of yourself. Don't point fingers in front of me."
Woo Xiuyuan always spoke with a high and mighty manner. Mu Yu could not stand it anymore, so he naturally would not give him a good face.
"Good. How dare you speak to me in such a way! Don't think that you can act lawlessly just because you have Hall Master Gongye's backing. I have the final say here."
Woo Xiuyuan's face was filled with anger, and he stared at Mu Yu with his sharp eyes.
At this moment, the host of the competition on the stage announced, "The Frisbee Shooting Competition of the Five Schools has officially begun!"
Woo Xiuyuan coldly snorted. Then, he brought Wang Da Chou, Wang Er Chou, and Zheng Qi into the competition grounds.
Mu Yu also walked in.
At the same time, the other participating students of the Spiritual Academy also entered the competition arena.
A total of 25 participating students lined up in a row, and in front of them was a weapon rack.
On the weapon rack were all kinds of bows and arrows.
First, it was to choose the bow and arrow, and then adjust the bow and arrow by themselves.
After the host announced the start, the other 24 students all rushed towards the weapons rack in an instant.
They were afraid that the bow they wanted would be snatched away by someone else.
Although there were many bows on the weapon rack, there were very few high-quality bows.
The material, elasticity, tenacity, and the degree of compatibility with the bow and arrow, as well as the arm strength of the students themselves, were all things that the participating students needed to consider.
Mu Yu had never used bows and arrows before, so he did not understand these things at all. He was not as anxious as the other participating students.
He only walked slowly to the front of the weapon rack.
At this time, more than half of the participants had already chosen the bows, arrows, and quiver they wanted to use.
"What is this person doing? This is a competition, not for you to give in!"
Mu Yu's carefree attitude made many of the surrounding students scold him harshly.
After all, Mu Yu represented the Northwest Spiritual Academy. If his performance was bad, the Northwest Spiritual Academy and the others would lose face as well.
Mu Yu acted as if he did not hear anything. He raised his head and looked at the remaining bows on the weapons rack.
These bows were dull and old. One look and you could tell that they were defective.
It was obvious that the good bows had been chosen by the other students.
"Without a good bow, I want to see how you are going to compete. You are destined to be at the bottom."
Woo Xiuyuan stood behind Mu Yu and sneered coldly.
Mu Yu ignored him and walked to the weapon rack. He casually picked up a bow and pulled it. The bow made a creaking sound.
Obviously, it was an antique from a long time ago. Even a static target might not be able to hit such a bow, let alone a high-speed moving target like a frisbee.