If the third round of the Four Arrows Elimination Tournament is the ultimate test of the players' skills, then the final round is a contest of wills, and whoever has the stronger will and tougher will be the final winner.

Although five arrows is only one more arrow than four, the difficulty caused by various pressures makes this match more than ten times more difficult than the previous one.

Gao Pet has been hit by three arrows in a row, but unfortunately in the fourth arrow missed a little, the arrow shot at the edge of the pot wall, bounced out, and finally failed, Gao Pet almost left the arena in tears, sitting alone on a small chair covering his face and crying silently, Gao Shen came over and whispered to comfort him, but at this time no one paid attention to them, and everyone's eyes were focused on the field.

The second appearance was Cao Xing, as soon as he appeared, the children of the Cao family boiled.

"Saburo! Win. Dozens of Cao disciples shouted loudly and cheered together.

Cao Xingqiang endured the violent jump in his heart, and threw three arrows in a row, and all three arrows hit the copper kettle, which made the emotions of the Cao family even more boiling.

At this time, the beads of sweat on Cao Xing's forehead rolled down in big drops, and he couldn't help but look back at his grandfather, who was looking at him with anticipation, and the expectation in his eyes was clearly to put the glory of the Cao family on his shoulders.

Cao Xuan picked up the fourth arrow, he felt that the arrow became extremely heavy, his eyes were dizzy, and an inexplicable panic suddenly appeared in his heart, and his legs began to tremble.

"Hold back! Be sure to hold back! ”

He held his breath, gritted his teeth and threw the fourth arrow, but as soon as the arrow was shot, Cao Xing wailed, squatted down with his head in pain, and startled everyone, but Li Yanqing could see clearly that this arrow did not use its strength at all.

Sure enough, the copper arrow was about a foot away from the copper kettle! When he landed, he was far from touching the body of the pot, and everyone was in an uproar, the children of the Cao family closed their eyes one after another, and Cao Ping also sighed in his heart, "It's a failure!" ’

"Third place, please!"

The steward shouted, Li Yanqing raised his hand, his third sign was originally a good sign, but the continuous failures of Gao Zhong and Cao Xing in front of him also brought him huge pressure, making his good sign become the most stressful sign.

Although Li Yanqing is very young, his psychology and experience have far surpassed his peers, he has experienced the most brutal war, in comparison, this pressure is nothing to him, not to mention that he is an outsider, there is no family pressure, and he is responsible for the good and the bad.

However, although there is no psychological pressure, Li Yanqing has another resistance, that is, he has thrown seventeen arrows in a row before, the peak of his arrow control ability has passed, and the subtle feeling before is not easy to find, and now every arrow thrown is a severe test for Li Yanqing.

Li Yanqing took the first arrow, he didn't look at the copper kettle three zhang away, the archery throwing skills to their extent, they were already able to look at the pot attentively, the location of the copper kettle, the direction, the distance, the size of the pot mouth and other details he already knew.

Li Yanqing lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and threw an arrow, which drew a beautiful parabola in the air and threw it into the mouth of the pot with unmistakable accuracy, 'Boom! It fell straight to the bottom of the pot without even touching the edge.

This kind of precise control made Cao Ping and Gao Shen amazed, but a trace of inexplicable jealousy flashed in Pan Xu's eyes, of course he knew that Cao Ping took out his most beloved seven-star sword as a lottery head, which was actually prepared for Li Yanqing, this kind of action was a silent declaration, implicitly telling other families not to compete with him for Li Yanqing again.

The two Cao Pan families have been friends for a hundred years, and their marriage has made their relationship deep-rooted, Pan Xu's wife who died twenty years ago is Cao Ping's eldest sister, but at the same time of harmony and unity, there is a family competition that the families do not shy away from, as the patriarch of their respective families, they consider the interests of their respective families first.

The three major families of Pan, Cao and Gao have always been the leaders of the family, the Pan family and the Cao family have successively appeared Empress Zhang Huai and Empress Guangxian, Pan Mei and Cao Bin were also posthumously named King Zheng and King Ji, the Pan family and the Cao family are secretly fiercely competitive, if Li Yanqing really becomes the son-in-law of the Cao family, what will it bring to the Cao family? Of course, Pan Xu would have an inexplicable worry.

At this time, Li Yanqing's second and third arrows have been successfully thrown, he has taken the fourth arrow, the fourth arrow is the most critical, and the pressure is also the greatest, Gao Chong and Cao Xing both missed on the fourth arrow, although Li Yanqing can ignore the external pressure, but his own state is also declining rapidly.

Pitching pots and archery are actually the same thing, if archery can reach ten arrows and nine hits, it is a master, and the same is true for pitching pots, few people can do five shots and five hits, but now Li Yanqing has been twenty hits in a row, and he has reached the verge of making a mistake, and this feeling of uncertainty is getting stronger and stronger.

Li Yanqing's fourth arrow paused for a whole tea, he finally found a trace of his hand, and in a whispering discussion, the arrow in his hand came out of his hand, 'Boom! The bronze arrow was thrown into the copper kettle with unmistakable precision.

Li Yanqing breathed a long sigh of relief, the fourth arrow was successfully shot, and the fifth arrow was extremely smooth, before the feeling subsided, he did not hesitate to shoot the fifth arrow, and the last arrow was also accurate into the pot, and there was a cheer all around, Li Yanqing saluted everyone, he was the first to complete the five arrows into the pot competition, even Gao Zhong and Cao Xing also came forward to congratulate him on his success, although the two were frustrated, but the friends threw the pot successfully, they also want to congratulate!

Li Yanqing's success also transferred the pressure to the fifth player Wang Wei, Wang Wei is Wang Daoqi's nephew, about twenty-three or four years old this year, although young, but has been in the army for five years, currently in the forbidden army as Yu Hou, he is strong in martial arts, riding ** Zhan, but what is really famous for the whole army is his pitching skills, last year in the forbidden army kettle and arrow competition won the first place.

Pan Xu ridiculed Cao Ping for having the heart to send the sword but not necessarily to the right person, in fact, he was referring to this Wang Wei, Wang Wei was low-key and relatively taciturn, but his strength in the first three rounds of pitching made everyone dare not despise him.

Wang Wei picked up the first arrow, and like Li Yanqing, he bowed his head and was silent for a moment, waved his hand and shot it, and this arrow also shot into the copper kettle cleanly, winning a round of applause from everyone.

Li Yanqing could see clearly that this Wang Wei was very stable, unlike Gao Zhong and Cao Xing, who would play abnormally after being under strong pressure from the family, he didn't have it at all, his hand was like a mountain and swung out steadily, and Li Yanqing knew that he had encountered a strong opponent.

At this time, even Cao Ping was a little nervous, he didn't want to give his beloved sword to the children of the Wang family.

In the second arrow, Wang Wei still threw the arrow into the copper kettle without pressure, even more stable than Li Yanqing, and shot faster.

The third arrow was thrown, Li Yanqing found that Wang Wei's little finger twitched slightly, it was this subtle movement that made the copper arrow flick on the edge of the mouth of the pot and fall into the pot, although it seemed that the strength was not well controlled, but Li Yanqing immediately understood that this Wang Wei was actually at the end of the strong crossbow, especially the twitching of the little finger at the critical moment, which was a nervous twitch caused by extreme fatigue and extreme tension.

In the next two levels, it depends on whether he has strong willpower to withstand pressure and fatigue.

Wang Wei's fourth arrow also waited for a whole cup of tea, he knew that he had completely lost his touch, and he could only rely on an instinct to throw the pot, if the arm muscles twitched, even he couldn't control himself.

"Please throw a pot in Wang Yanei!"

Wang Wei's rest had exceeded the prescribed upper limit time, and the steward began to urge him, helplessly, Wang Wei could only grit his teeth and throw the fourth arrow, 'Dang! The copper arrow hit the spout again, and there was a crisp sound, and the copper arrow fell on the spout, shook, and still slid into the copper kettle, and the fourth arrow was successful, and the people around him followed him and let out a long breath.

The fifth arrow Wang Wei is not as smooth as Li Yanqing, Li Yanqing found the feel and successfully threw two arrows in a row, but he has lost his feel and completely relies on instinct to throw arrows, and his arms must be fully rested.

He rested for too long, causing a discussion around him, and then the steward urged for the second time: "Wang Yanei, resting for more than one stick of incense is regarded as giving up, please hurry up!" ”

Even Wang Wei's patriarch Wang Ruotai was a little embarrassed, his grandson had already violated the rules, and the patriarchs didn't say anything just for the sake of their own face, so even if he won the game, it would be disgraceful, he couldn't help but say: "Wei'er, throw arrows!" ”

The patriarch spoke, Wang Wei had to stop resting, he stepped forward and picked up the last arrow, took a deep breath, and threw it violently, at the moment of the throw, his right arm was in pain, and his ring finger and middle finger twitched in unison.

The fifth arrow hit the mouth of the bottle again, but this time it was not as lucky as the previous two times, and the bronze arrow bounced up and landed on the belly of the bottle, sending out a 'dang! While! Two sounds, and then slid to the ground.

Wang Wei's heart seemed to have fallen into the abyss, his eyes turned black for a while, and he knelt on the ground weakly, and the children of the Cao family and the Gao family suddenly cheered, which was in stark contrast to the children of the Wang family and the Pan family who were silent next to him.

Li Yanqing showed a smile on his face, hugged his fists and thanked everyone, he finally won the pot throwing competition, and Cao Yun's face also bloomed with a smile of joy like a flower, as if she had won.

Cao Ping was excited, he stepped forward quickly, and handed over the Seven Star Sword to Li Yanqing's hand in a hurry, at this moment, even if Pan Xu's face was ugly, he didn't care.

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