The fifth round, ten swords and fourteen targets;

The sixth round, ten swords and twelve targets;

Seventh round, ten swords and thirteen targets......

As the fixed targets in the front row were smashed one after another, it became more difficult to find two targets with one sword.

But fortunately, I accumulated enough times in the front, and around the ninth round, I finally managed to make up 20 double targets.

Next, it is just a matter of not missing a sword with every sword.

For ordinary people, the later the algorithm is tested, the lower the corresponding calculation accuracy may be. Because as the targets on the field become more and more sparse, people's psychological pressure is also increasing.

But Cheng Jinyang will not have this problem, because his ability to resist pressure is very perverted...... If a person has died nearly 10,000 times in the past three years due to various mistakes, then he probably only has two possibilities, one is a complete mental breakdown, and the other is a battle monster incarnated into a steel mind.

In the tenth round, ten swords and ten targets, accurate hits.

In the eleventh round, it is still ten swords and ten targets, and none of them missed!

The stands, which were still a little boiling, also became silent at this time, and everyone was waiting to see if this poor kid could really reproduce the amazing results of Cheng Zhijie who fought the Wind Thunder Fish Dragon Sword Formation alone.

Even the people of the Cheng clan, whose faces did not change, many people couldn't help but hold their breath and stared at the situation below without blinking.

"Awesome, really awesome." Cheng Yizhou was full of praise, "Even if the last five irregular targets are all gone, the results of 100 swords and 115 targets are also amazing." ”

Cheng Qingxin looked down in silence and suddenly said:

"Activate the backup target."

"Huh?" Cheng Yizhou was speechless.

"Raise those 10 spare targets." Cheng Qingxin repeated again.

Ah, this ...... Cheng Yizhou was still hesitating, but his father had already glared majestically, so he had to reluctantly send a command message to the operating table, and suddenly thought about it again, could it be that his father found that Cheng Jinyang had left his hand and wanted to try to force him to use all his strength?

Thinking about it like this, I suddenly had a little anticipation.

On the field, Cheng Jinyang manipulated the five flying swords again without changing his face, and broke through the five remaining fixed targets in the front row with extremely accurate and sharp trajectories.

As a result, there were only five flying swords left in hand, and there were only five irregular moving targets left in the last row in front of them. They flickered left and right, up and down, and although the speed was not very fast, they were also nearly 500 meters away from Cheng Jinyang.

At 500 meters, it takes a full 10 seconds to fly, which is enough to completely leave the moving target. In addition, the trajectory of movement is irregular, and it is impossible to calculate the amount of advance, so what should I do?

"How did Cheng Zhijie break the last five targets in the past?" Xing Yuanzhi asked the old man.

"At that time, Cheng Zhijie had not long developed the ability, and the algorithm would only be a single function, and it was impossible to hit an irregular target." Xing Shuming said in a low voice, "In the previous link, he used a large number of one sword and two targets to save the number of flying swords, and then used multiple flying swords to lock the possible movement route without moving targets, so it is not strictly a hundred shots." ”

"I see." Xing Yuanzhi nodded, thinking in her heart that there were only five flying swords left in Jinyang, and there were still five moving targets opposite, wouldn't she just have to try your luck next?

Such a thought rose to his mind, and suddenly he heard exclamations around him.

I saw that in front of the five irregular targets on the shooting range, ten more fixed targets were raised.

"Five swords against fifteen targets, do you want him to break three with one?" In the Wang stands, Cui Jinqi said with a smile, "It seems that the Shendu Cheng family really plans to force him out and treat him as a rookie in the family?" ”

"Perhaps." Wang Wanrou drank tea calmly.

"I said." Wang Xinzhi sighed, "Aren't you on good terms?" Can you not talk like this, I'm tired of listening to it. ”

"Wanrou." Cui Jinqi said with a smile, "Are your brother and you brother and sister?" ”

"Yes." Wang Wanrou also responded with a smile, "Can't you see it, right?" ”

I understand this, I don't think I'm as smart as my sister! Wang Xinzhi's face turned black and ignored her.

On the test site, Cheng Jinyang frowned and looked at the fifteen targets in front of him, his mind sinking slightly.

I've hit the last five targets, and you're suddenly raising ten more targets for me, aren't you entertaining me?

It's tolerable or unbearable, it seems that I can only come up with my last trick!

He suddenly opened his right hand, and the last five flying swords in the box rushed out, and flew quickly towards the shooting range in the distance.

"Off!" In the Cheng stands, Cheng Yizhou's eyes lit up and he shouted.

Before the flying sword had flown halfway, the five irregular targets had already left their original positions, as if it was impossible to shoot.

The gravitational Nine Rank Abilities can manipulate the surrounding mass sources at a maximum distance of more than 2 meters, so once these flying swords are shot 2 meters away, the Abilities will no longer be able to adjust the algorithm on the sword.

The last five flying swords will break through five fixed targets at most, and they still won't get a full score after all.

Although he knew that such a result was reasonable, Cheng Yizhou still couldn't help but feel a little lost and regretful, and suddenly heard a sigh beside him.

Father, sighing?

Then, the expression on Cheng Yizhou's face was instantly stunned.

The five flying swords that shot at the shooting range slowed down while breaking through the five fixed targets, and then flew straight back in the direction of Cheng Jinyang in a reverse acceleration arc.

That's ...... [Fly and Go] algorithm!

Incredible thoughts crossed his mind.

The [Fly to Come] algorithm, compared with the most basic [Imperial Iron Shot] algorithm, although it only uses one more time function, is much higher in complexity than the latter.

Even if it is placed in the Shendu Cheng family, for the children of the Cheng family who have developed the brain domain, this algorithm can only be practiced after officially entering the eighth grade.

The reason is very simple, the Iron Shot is to smash the mass source at the opponent, and the flying back is to smash the mass source at the opponent, and then fly in the opposite direction to recover it...... In essence, it is to smash yourself.

smashed at the opponent, accidentally miscalculated, it was nothing more than not shooting; If you smash yourself and miscalculate, you may have to pay the price of an arm or a leg. After all, the source of mass manipulated by gravity is basically not a safe thing.

So who taught him such a dangerous algorithm?! He didn't have to go through the brain domain to develop it, and he actually dared to use it!!

Under the impact of extreme confusion and shock, Cheng Yizhou saw the five flying swords fly back upside down, passing rapidly from Cheng Jinyang's left and right sides, and then slowed down again and changed direction, and shot towards the shooting range in front of him again.

None of the flying swords pierced or cut his body, and all the flying swords "passed by" him just right, and at the same time, the new algorithm was reapplied, slowing down and accelerating again, and shooting towards the shooting range in front of him again.

And he stood calmly and calmly in place, his expression was calm, without any nervousness and solemnity, and he didn't even blink his eyes in the face of waves of sharp flying swords that shot at him.

In the Xing's stands, Xing Yuanzhi was a little out of shape rarely, and stood up incredulously.

The five flying swords that kept shuttling back and forth between Cheng Jinyang and the shooting range reminded her of the picture she watched all night in a nightmare last night:

A car shell that constantly swings back and forth in the alley.