"How can these people be compared to me! If it hadn't been for a small accident in the 15th round, when the wind suddenly increased and the wind direction changed, I would still have lost a single shot! Marven thought with complacency and regret in his heart.

As for Dineh, what if he misses the 15th round? The score is only 11 arrows, and there are still 3 arrows away from himself, so he shouldn't be counted as an opponent at all.

The wind is still blowing, but this is also something that cannot be helped, outdoor competitions, affected by environmental factors are expected, anyway, all the participating students are facing the same environment, which is also fair.

Marven's face was as indifferent as ever, but his heart was cheered up, as soon as the flying saucer flew out, he immediately predicted its trajectory, his right index finger loosened, and the arrow flew rapidly.

Hit!

Marven saw that the arrow was close to the flying saucer, thought proudly in his heart, slowly put down the bow, and looked at the classmate on the right, seeing the student's face full of disappointment, knowing that he had lost the arrow.

"Haha, one less strong opponent." Marven thought happily.

At this time, the classmates who were watching from behind shouted softly, with surprise in their voices.

Marven was proud, and thought to himself: Surprised? Now you know who's the best, right? Those who can shoot in this environment are the real masters.

Marven pretended not to care and glanced at his scoreboard, and was suddenly stunned, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, and hurriedly looked at it again, but saw the record on the scoreboard, which clearly showed 14/16!

How could it be! I've obviously been hit!

Marvin couldn't believe that such an outcome would happen.

But he didn't know that the arrow just now, just when he missed the shot, the wind direction suddenly changed again, so that he saw that it was an arrow that hit the target, and he missed it!

So, why did the onlookers make surprised noises? Marven hurriedly looked around, but saw that on his left side, the scoreboard record was already 12\16!

He actually shot?

Marven couldn't believe his eyes, in this round, only 3 of the 20 classmates were shot, and Dineh actually hit one of them.

Now, Dineh's ranking has just risen again for two rounds, and it has reached 13th!

Marven felt a burst of anger in his heart, and thought angrily: "Hmph! So what? There are still two arrows left, can you catch up? ”

"Calm down, you have to be calm!" Marven took a deep breath and forcibly calmed himself down to prepare for the next game.

Round 17!

This time, the wind direction was relatively stable, and taking advantage of the opportunity, the participating students hurriedly shot the arrows in their hands, lest they wait a little longer, and the wind would become bad again.

Sure enough, in this round, the overall score has improved greatly, and only 4 of the 20 students did not make it.

After 17 rounds, the current results are: 0 in 17 rounds, 2 in 16 in 17 rounds, 4 in 15 in 17 rounds, 3 in 14 in 17 rounds, 3 in 13 in 17 rounds, 2 in 12 rounds of 17, and 6 in 10 out of 17 rounds.

Dineh, on the other hand, was 13 out of 17 rounds, tied with two other students in 12th place.

Although he chased two arrows in a row in the back, he lost too many points in the first 10 rounds, so it was very difficult to improve each one, and with the reduction of rounds, it was even more difficult to catch up.

At this time, the wind increases again, and, most troublesomely, not only does the wind move in an uncertain direction, but small swirling winds appear from time to time!

How can this game be played!

Almost all of the students in the competition have bitter melon-like faces, and they are constantly complaining in their hearts.

"Should we stop playing?" The students who watched the game later also had a lot of discussions.

"It's just, the wind is so strong, how can this make people fight,"

"The one who can hit is God!"

"Hey, this is an elite competition, and you must be able to deal with all kinds of accidents." Some people have a different opinion.

"That is, the more difficult it is, the selected talents are convincing!"

The 18th round has not started for a long time, and the teachers who invigilate the examination have different opinions, and they are gathering together to start a discussion.

"I see, today's game will be suspended." Vernal began to prophecy again.

"Yes, you see, the teachers, are ready to vote by a show of hands." Brooke chimed in.

Just when most of the students thought they would choose to postpone the competition, the final result was unexpected, and the dean announced that the competition would continue!

"Why can't you continue tomorrow?" In the crowd of onlookers, one person spoke out loud everyone's questions.

The teaching director unhurriedly took care of his windblown hair with his hands, and replied slightly: "The reason is very simple, since it is a real combat assessment, you must have the appearance of actual combat, does the enemy still let you choose to fight when the wind direction is stable?" ”

In fact, he still has a reason not to say, if it is postponed to tomorrow, then, how will the results of the first 17 rounds be calculated?

Will tomorrow be just over the remaining 3 rounds, or will all 20 rounds start again?

The director's reasoning was reasonable, and the students had no way to refute it.

Marven frowned, stood in the shooting position, and looked at the erratic wind, half liking and half hating.

I like that he is now tied for first place with 5 other students, and if this trend continues, the probability of everyone shooting is the same very low, so he has a good chance of getting a place in the elite class.

What I hate is that such a wind will definitely affect my performance.

Compared with Marven, the most anxious thing is that the students who are now ranked after the 15th, if everyone is not selected, won't the results stay in the current data, and there is no chance to surpass.

"Huh? Why wasn't Dineen in a hurry at all? Pearl, who was so anxious that he stomped his feet, suddenly found that Dineen was actually smiling, and there was no anxiety and resentment like the other contestants.

"Didn't you notice?"

At this time, Erica turned out to have a calm expression, no longer in the panic just now, attached to Pearl's ear, and said in a almost inaudible voice: "He hit all the last 7 rounds, including the two rounds when the wind direction changed. ”

"That's right!" Pearl's eyes widened.

I have been paying attention to the fact that Dineh only has 13 hits, but I haven't noticed that the few arrows he missed were all in the first 10 rounds, from the 11th round to the 17th round, and they were all hits, including two rounds in which the wind was blowing uncertainly and almost no one else in the contestants!

How so? Pearl hurriedly looked at Dineen, but saw that he was not in a hurry, completely different from the frown he had at the beginning.

"How so?" Pearl looked dazed and whispered a question to Erica.

"I don't know." Erica smiled and didn't answer, just shook her head slightly.

"Hmph, it must be weird!" Pearl stomped his foot a little angrily.

"I really don't know." Erica reluctantly took Pearl's hand and defended her again.