Chapter 107 Arrows are coming!

Chapter 107 Arrows are coming!

Due to the rules of the game, both of them hit the target and entered the next round.

Kyudo is not competitive. They don't compete on the number of rings, but on the target.

As long as the target is hit, whether it is shot at the outer ring or the center of the bull's eye, the result of the game is the same.

In Japanese Kyudo, two arrows are usually carried in hand.

"We must go all out."

Sato Shinichi took a deep breath and his eyes became determined.

He stepped on the footsteps again, adjusted his body shape, loaded the arrow, raised the bow over his head, fully opened, concentrated, and shot another arrow.

"Snap!" The bowstring made a sound.

"Hit the target, inner ring."

Then, Uesugi Masaki announced the result.

Sato Shinichi was a little sorry for not being able to hit the center of the bull's eye, but he didn't show it. Instead, he turned his head slightly and looked at Kurosawa Hikaru.

In Japanese Kyudo, you must honestly accept the results of each arrow, whether good or bad, and face it squarely.

At the same time, Kurosawa Hikaru straightened his body and began to load the arrow.

As the arrow in his right hand rested on the bowstring, he raised the bow over his head and slowly pulled the string down.

"Ka Ka!"

As the arrow was fully opened, the arrow, which was as long as his arm, was parallel to his arm. The muscles on his half-opened left shoulder actually bulged in a circle. The muscle lines gave people a terrible sense of power, and the bow was further pulled to the limit, making a sound.

"Boom!"

Everyone who noticed this and looked at him seemed to have something exploded in front of them, causing their hearts to vibrate.

Unlike just now, the posture of raising the bow and pulling the arrow exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

This is a feeling that only archery players can feel, like a strong wind blowing on their faces.

That shooting shape, that archery posture, is natural, and it is the pinnacle, perfect to the point of impeccable... It seems that the archery posture should be like this, beautiful like a painting, like a poem.

Body, mind, bow and arrow, completely integrated.

Everyone looked at this arrow, as if their hearts were attracted by it.

"Snap!"

The next moment, the bowstring exploded and the arrow was shot out.

This arrow was like an arrow that broke through the raging wind, with great courage and extraordinary impact.

"Dong!"

Then, the sound of hitting the target echoed again in the archery field, and the sound was even louder.

This time, there was no need to announce it, everyone saw the result.

Hit the target, the bull's eye!

What's more terrifying is that this arrow directly penetrated the previous arrow and completely penetrated the bull's eye, leaving a hole.

Everyone looked at Kurosawa Mitsuru's powerful figure again. His expression did not change. He was still calm and composed, in a state of resentment, as if the result of this arrow was a matter of course.

If his first arrow showed accuracy and made people feel that it was luck...then this arrow was a bow skill that crushed everything and was extremely shocking.

Everyone felt it very directly...whether it was one arrow, two arrows, ten arrows, or a hundred arrows, the result would be the same.

As long as he had a bow and arrow in his hand, he could hit the bull's eye, without exception!

After holding the bow, from the aspects of shooting style, attitude, character, technology, etc., this man's archery level is so high that it is even impossible to evaluate.

Under the spotlight, Kurosawa Mitsuru slowly put down the bow and stood holding the bow.

"No arrows left, can anyone help me get a few more?"

Kurosawa Mitsuru let out a long breath and turned around to ask.

Hearing this question, everyone came back to their senses.

"I'll get it for you."

A disciple of Sato 9th Dan said subconsciously.

The subconscious honorific and attitude have already shown everything.

Kurosawa Mitsuru's two arrows just now completely convinced him. As an archer, he has a desire in his heart, that is, he wants to see more.

"I'll go, I know the length of the arrow."

Uesugi Masaki is the same. He is more excited than anyone else and ran directly.

Seeing this scene, Sato Shinichi turned his head and looked at the other people present.

Unlike just now, it was only two arrows, and everyone looked at Kurosawa Mitsuru with more admiration.

The archery skills that crushed the whole field and looked down on everything impressed everyone.

"..." Sato Shinichi was silent. He held the bow tightly, and his right hand without the arrow clenched tightly.

He already felt that he might lose this game.

As Sato Jiudan, he was a very important figure in Japan, and he dedicated his life to archery.

It's not that he had never lost before, because there was a tenth-dan archery above him, but he never dreamed that he would lose to a young man.

He didn't see what the first arrow looked like, but he saw the second arrow very clearly.

This young man's archery skills are probably unmatched in the new generation.

He has overwhelming talent, not only that, he should have paid a lot of hard work and sweat.

This man's strength is enough to become the strongest archery master in the Reiwa era, standing above everyone's head.

Realizing this, his mood was very complicated, a sense of powerlessness spread from his body, but also a feeling of relief.

The weak thing is that when he thinks back to his heyday, he would probably lose to this young man because the gap in talent is irreparable.

Fortunately, this man will become the leader of Japanese Kyudo in the future, win glory for the country, and even promote Kyudo to more people.

At this moment, Uesugi Masaki sent two arrows to Kurosawa Hikaru.

"Arrows!"

Seeing this, Sato Shinichi came back to his senses and stretched out his hand and said in a deep voice.

Even though he saw the result, he still wanted to compete. He wanted to see more, how strong this young man could be.

"Yes."

Hearing this, his apprentice hurried to get the arrows.

Although they had a feeling of admiration for Kurosawa Hikaru, they still respected their master.

Then, they continued to compete with the rule of one arrow into the soul.

As a ninth-dan of Kyudo, Sato Shinichi's strength is unquestionable. Even though he is old, his accuracy is still terrible.

Maybe he couldn't hit the bull's eye with every arrow, but after ten arrows, none of them missed the target, and even one arrow hit the bull's eye.

However, no one cared about his result.

Because every arrow of Kurosawa Hikaru hit the bull's eye without suspense, and what made people immersed in it was the perfection of his archery posture.

Each arrow was very powerful, as if it was an art.

All ten arrows hit the bull's eye, without exception, as if the god of archery had descended before them.

The two men did not speak, and raised their bows and shot arrows.

Until the fourteenth arrow, Sato Jiudan finally missed, and one arrow missed the target.

He shot arrows continuously, but because of his old age and weakness, he had no strength.

"Dong!"

Kurosawa Hikaru shot another arrow, hitting the bull's eye, ending the game.

Sato Shinichi, who was exhausted, saw that he still looked relaxed, and inspected the dojo again, looking at his disciples.

"I lost, Mr. Kurosawa."

After a pause, Sato Shinichi stood with a bow in his hand, bowed to Kurosawa Hikaru, and treated him as a guest of honor.

Outstanding ability can make up for many things, including the rudeness at the beginning.

Fully aware of his strength, Sato Shinichi no longer hated him, but looked at him with new eyes.

"Thank you, Sato Kyudan."

Although he won, Kurosawa Hikaru was not arrogant, but bowed to him.

Because he had perfect archery skills, he already knew that his current archery level was close to that of the Spring and Autumn Period's top archer, Yang Youji.

That's why he knew very well that Sato Kyudan's strength was extraordinary.