Did you get a shot?

Everybody is asking.

The smoke cleared.

The feathers of the two feathered arrows trembled slightly, and they were inserted into the red hearts of their respective grass targets.

Then, without waiting for everyone's reaction, Zhu Luan opened his mouth, the feather arrow in his mouth fell into his hand, his waist twisted, and in an incredible posture, he pulled the bowstring again to aim at the target that was still far away behind him.

There was another buzz in the air.

The grass target in the exact opposite direction was hit by another arrow.

Right in the middle of the heart.

The third arrow.

Less than a breath of time.

There was a wow, and the onlookers of the candidates' families, soldiers, and officials shouted again from each other, followed by earth-shattering applause.

It was the cultivators who applauded first, and then the ordinary people also applauded, but their expressions were full of doubt, looking at the feather arrow eyeballs on the three targets that were about to fall, what had just happened?

The speed at which the third arrow was shot was so fast that it was not an ordinary person who was not a cultivator and had only seen the woman take two arrows with one bow for the first time.

"What's going on? How did you get three arrows? ”

The crowd applauded and looked left and right, while the cultivators who saw clearly next to them were babbling and explaining.

I don't know what's going on, but it's awesome.

At most, the cultivators see it clearly, but many people don't actually understand it.

The black-armored guards in the stands saw and understood clearly.

The ruthless black armor guard rarely dropped his armor in front of the civil official, just to take a closer look at the girl on the school field in the distance.

"This is really ......," the tall black-armored guard quietly exclaimed, "remarkable." ”

The military general sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that it's not a man, if it's a man......"

He'd definitely do whatever it took to dig people into the Black Guards.

As he was talking, the black armor guard keenly felt a chill behind him, as if someone looked at him coldly, and the big man turned around, only to see everyone staring intently at the school field.

The only princess of Jinyang who didn't see it was eating grapes, and the plump grapes were pinched out of the water.

Distracted, the black-armored guard realized that the leader next to him didn't speak.

At this time, there was another commotion from the audience.

"Second son! Second son! ”

Zhu Luan shot three arrows in an instant, and they all hit the bull's-eye, which inevitably forced Duan Lizheng, who was already a little behind, into a difficult situation.

Many young women's faces showed worried looks, and they never thought about why they would worry about Duan Ergongzi one day.

At this time, Duan Lizheng also arrived at the quiver.

Everyone believed that he had a way.

But no one could have imagined that Duan Lizheng actually tightened the reins, stopped the horse, and then rode the horse to stand by the quiver.

No one knew what he was going to do.

The practitioner who is qualified to know what he is going to do is not present.

Not far away, there were two on the top floor of a hidden pavilion.

"It seems that this son really wants to become a national soldier." Monk Xuezhai stood at the window, "It's also very thoughtful that I don't plan to resist hard at this time." ”

"The young man was the most enthusiastic, and the atmosphere in the room was completely instigated by that woman, but at this time, he planned to rely on Zhenyuan to suppress it," the monk Xuezhai smiled, "Should it really be worthy of being a Zhou person." ”

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Song Huaizhu who was standing beside him, "In this case, it will be difficult for that little girl to win." ”

Yes, it's hard.

Zhu Luan knew what Duan Lizheng was going to do when he stood still by the quiver, but it was better to say that she had been selectively ignoring something before.

The quiver is far away from each target.

It's a distance that even a practitioner has to hit a horse close to shoot far.

For practitioners below the middle stage of the ascension.

All cultivators below the middle stage of the Ascending Extreme did not realize the significance of Duan Lizheng's decision.

The boy quietly bent down, drew an arrow from the quiver, and without moving his position, he rode on the horse standing beside the quiver, drew his bow and shot the arrow, aiming at the target with a small black spot in his field of vision.

Bullseye arrows.

The boy drew his arrow, slightly off the beaten track, and shot at the second target.

Zhongzheng Red Heart.

This was followed by the third.

Duan Lizheng was not in a hurry, as if he was standing and shooting an arrow, completely ignoring the distance, and only adjusting the angle of the arrow.

Lie to people.

Someone in the crowd was stunned.

"Why can anyone shoot an arrow that far?"

Even if a cultivator could see the grass target clearly, he was unable to send the arrow such a long distance. Even if you are a cultivator, you have limited manpower.

Why can you shoot so far?

Not only because he is Duan Lizheng, but also because he is in the middle stage of ascending to the pole.

It's more than 800 yards, is this man a sniper rifle?

This is the damn mid-ascent!

Zhu Luan exhaled, and as the peak of the active Yitian, he scolded the realm he had reached without any psychological obstacles.

"Second Prince Duan's true amount is also extremely high," the tall black-armored guard shook his head and said, "It's not easy." ”

yes, it's not easy. Duan Lizheng did not hesitate to use realm suppression here.

The martial arts test is like this, in the face of technology, there is absolute power.

The absolute power is that as long as you are serious, you can turn mounted archery into fixed archery.

As a mid-stage and first son, of course, this approach is not good-looking, but no one can find fault with it, and if you want to blame it, you can only blame yourself for not being as good as others.

It is naturally impossible to shoot arrows slowly in such a motionless position, Duan Lizheng's eyes are deep, one after another is simply neat and without hesitation, and he shoots the fifth arrow in a blink of an eye.

"Alas," someone sighed, "it seems that the second son has won this second paragraph." ”

After all, the middle stage of the ascension is the middle stage of the ascension, even if it is not in the battle, it can still crush all opponents.

"Hey, look over there, Miss Zhu Jiu is about to shoot the fourth arrow!"

So what, a woman who wants to hold an arrow and run a horse can't be as fast as Duan Lizheng no matter what.

People look up absentmindedly, and then open their mouths wide in anticipation.

Zhu Luan did grab the fourth arrow, it was better to say that she grabbed three arrows in one fell swoop like last time.

However, the difference is that the two arrows are attached to the bow and are not pointed at the grass target.

Instead, he pointed to Duan Lizheng by the quiver.

Oooh oh.

The crowd of onlookers screamed again.

It's a thrilling scene.

There are also some people who are calmer, these are people who have been to the Twilight Cloud Club and watched the Six Arts of the Literary Examination.

"Sure enough, it's that Zhu Ying," Hong Shan shook his head.

There is no way to solve the game that is bound to be lost, but most people will not think of it and dare not do it.

"Yitian dares to challenge the middle stage of the ascension at the peak, this courage is really possible," Hong Shan sighed.

Nian Huazang on the side turned blue.

Well, it's not the first time.

That crazy woman.

Duan Li's flowing arrows stopped, and an indescribable feeling enveloped his whole body, as if he was being targeted by a fierce beast.

The boy slowly turned his head and looked at the cold arrow pointed at him.

Serious, and sharp murderous.

The purpose of the woman in front of her was very clear, and it was clear the moment she pointed at Duan Lizheng.

But unlike the last time he fought-for-tat, he was no longer the gentle son of the act, but the solemn and half-step grandmaster's mid-stage ascension.

Duan Lizheng's eyes were equally cold, cold and serious.

This is his and her battlefield.

Become a battlefield for national warriors.

Not a step back.

Duan Lizheng took the arrow to the wind.

Move slowly.

Pointing to Zhu Luan.