Jax picked up the 300-pound heavy bow and turned around to smile at the crowd.
"I hope you enjoy my performance."
As Jax spoke, he stood in a good position and turned his body sideways to face the target 75 meters away.
Alvin knew that this was his chance.
Of course, he knew that there was something wrong with the bow. After all, he was the one who spoiled it.
This kind of tiny crack that only existed inside the bow was not easy to detect. From the outside, it looked like a normal bow. But in fact, the cracks had already spread throughout the interior.
Crack crack crack --
Jax took a deep breath and slowly drew the bow.
"That's a 300-pound bow," Graves explained. "This is almost the heaviest bow in the market. If it's heavier than that, I might have to custom-make it."
"And in our place, only Jax can draw such bow."
Alvin nodded.
A 300-pound bow was not mass-produced for sale in the market. The main reason was that this weight was not suitable for the human body. Under normal circumstances, a 100-pound heavy bow was the limit.
A person who could draw a 300-pound bow could only be described as a 'hunk'.
Therefore, when they saw Jax draw the heavy bow, everyone cheered simultaneously.
At the same time, many people glanced at Alvin.
The reason why these people glanced at Alvin was obvious.
They just wanted to see the reaction of this so-called master archer. If Alvin also looked surprised, it meant that his level was just so-so.
Moreover, just from his figure alone, it could be seen that Alvin's physique was not very strong. Perhaps he did not have the strength to draw the bow, let alone maintain the stability of the bow.
It could not be ruled out that some people were gifted and had high muscle density. However, under normal circumstances, a thin figure meant that they did not have a foundation in martial arts.
In this day and age, too many people claimed to be masters of so-and-so. They did not have any ability and took advantage of the lack of opportunities in modern society to trick a large group of apprentices and swindle them.
Of course, if Alvin did not seem to mind, then it meant that he really had some ability.
A 300-pound traditional bow could no longer obtain greater toughness from the materials, so they could only choose to make the bow bigger. The appearance of that bow had been very exaggerating. It was much thicker than other bows. For such a bow, even those who did not know much about archery would cry out in surprise when they saw it.
But Alvin frowned as if he was thinking about something.
"What's wrong, dear guest?"
Graves was the first to notice Alvin's discomfort. This guest's mind did not seem to be on shooting arrows. Instead, he closed his eyes and frowned as if he was thinking about something. His mouth would occasionally open slightly as if he wanted to say something.
"I'm listening."
Alvin pretended to open his eyes. "I heard the sound of this bow. There seems to be something wrong. There is the sound of something exploding."
Alvin pretended to hesitate for a moment and said, "My suggestion is to stop drawing the bow. I suspect that there is something wrong with the bow. It might suddenly explode."
"Is that so..."
Graves was a little skeptical. Everything in his villa was of high quality. Under normal circumstances, such an awkward situation would not occur.
Moreover, those who were familiar with the bow knew that it was impossible to tell whether a bow had reached the upper limit of its lifespan just by listening to it.
Therefore, despite Alvin's explanation, Graves did not immediately stop the shooting.
Kacha kacha --
Jax had shot five arrows in a row. He did not even look at the center of the target carefully. He only had a glimpse of the target before he used the Mediterranean archery technique to draw the bow. This was the general shooting technique used in competitions. With the accurate shooting of the bow, the accuracy could be improved.
There was no doubt about Jax's archery skills. Five arrows in a row hit the target.
This was a distance of 75 meters. On the internet, a Korean using a 90-pound bow to hit a target 75 meters away had been considered an extremely high performance.
Now it was the sixth arrow that Jax was going to shoot. He slowly drew the bow to the fullest. It was as if his two feet were grown on the ground. His entire body did not move at all.
Bang --
A loud sound.
It was like the sound of porcelain falling to the ground.
At an extremely fast speed, the bow broke in the middle and was split into two sections.
The bow itself was in a state of accumulating power. Now that it had broken, the force that was originally used to push the arrow, which was at least 300 pounds, was directly released without any restraints.
The lower half of the bow was spinning rapidly in the air, while the upper half smashed directly onto Jax's bald head.
That bow had indeed exploded.
All of this had happened too fast.
It was not until everything had happened that everyone cried out in surprise.
"D*mn it! The bow exploded."
"These few bows were all carefully maintained. Why did they suddenly explode?"
"Is he alright? F*ck, this manufacturer must be black-hearted."
"Did any of you dry fire the bow?"
"How is that possible? It's not like we don't know how serious this matter is..."
While everyone was discussing, Jax touched the top of his head to make sure that there was no wound or blood.
He then turned around with a guilty smile. "I'm sorry, I seem to have messed up."
Graves's mouth was wide open, but he did not know what to say.
After seeing that Jax was fine, his heart, which had been hanging in the air for a moment, finally settled down.
But at this moment, he thought of another question.
This Alvin, wasn't his prediction too accurate?
Graves had practiced archery for more than 10 years, but this was the first time he had heard that someone could tell a bow was about to be scrapped just by listening to the sound.
The tiny cracks that came from within, which were even invisible to the eyes, would not make much of a difference in the sound it made. At least, Graves knew that no one here could tell, even someone like Jax.
If Jax had predicted it, he would not have suffered such a blow.
As expected...
Camilla was young, but she already had a good eye.
This was the first time Camilla had brought a friend to him.
And he was such an expert.