At the urging of the referee, Shi Zhiyi finally held a spear and stood in a throwing area surrounded by thick wood.

"I can only barely try the furthest one. ”

At this distance, the two-foot-square wooden pier has become a small black dot, almost impossible to see.

Shi Zhiyi calmed down and finally locked the goal he chose.

He swung his right arm sharply, and the spear in his hand shot out like lightning, instantly tearing the sky!

In addition to the dozen or so people on the high platform in the distance, the tens of thousands of Jing barbarians who were watching the scene, including several referees, did not have the eyes of a single person who could capture the trajectory of that spear!

After a breath.

A loud "bang" came from far away.

At a distance of five hundred feet from the throwing area, a round pit three feet in diameter and more than two feet deep appeared in the ground, and the spear was inserted in the center of the pit, and its tail trembled incessantly.

The grass around the round pit, centered on the round pit, has fallen away from the round pit, and on the turquoise leaves, you can still see wisps of wood-colored silk wool like dead grass.

"How is this possible!" On the high platform, several patriarchs of the twelve clans shouted out at the same time.

With their cultivation, they naturally saw the trajectory of the spear like a rainbow, and also saw the moment when the wooden pier marked with the number five hundred exploded into silk!

This kind of thing, if it were them, would naturally be able to be done easily, but how old was that Terran boy, and how did he do this?

"Our patriarch Adi Dasi once said that nothing is impossible in this world. An old voice sounded, and it was the highest-ranking high priest among the Jing Barbarian clan. His body was emaciated and trembling, but his voice was as firm as a rock, "Although our people have always looked down on the weak Terrans, they have been defeated in battles with the Terrans, do you know why?"

There was silence on the high platform, and these giants standing at the top of the Jing Barbarian clan faced the high priest, their eyes lowered, and their upper bodies leaned forward slightly, expressing their respect for the old man.

"Because the human race is always improving, they are constantly trying to master the various powers of this world—the power of the flesh, the power of the bloodline, the power of divine thoughts, the power of stratagem, the power of armor, the power of heaven and earth, and so on. ”

"We, on the other hand, are content with our innate strength, and do not see the progress of our opponents, but attribute it all to the cunning of the human race. ”

"Only when we learn to contact and master those powers that are not familiar to us, can the Jing Barbarians truly get out of the wild forest. ”

"Otherwise, one day, this familiar home will become a cemetery for the Jingman clan. ”

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On the other side of the field, several referees also fell into a stupor. They didn't see how the spear flew out at all, only heard a loud bang, and then they came closer, and saw the round pit in the ground and the spear stuck in it.

"Although this Terran kid's spear was thrown far enough, since it didn't hit the wooden pier, it should be counted as elimination according to the rules, right?"

"What about the wooden piers? I have the impression that there should be a wooden pier numbered five hundred. ”

A referee leaned down, picked up a two-inch-long wooden wire from a blade of grass, and twisted it in his hand: "It's not that he didn't hit the wooden pier, but the force on the spear was too great, and he directly blew the wooden pier to pieces!"

Several other referees also saw the sawdust scattered on the ground, looked at each other, and were speechless in shock.

Shi Zhiyi looked at his record from afar, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, if this is closer, I definitely don't know where it will go......; I can't see it. ”

After the referee's explanation, the onlookers of the Jing Barbarian tribe also figured out Shi Zhiyi's results, and there was an uproar!

"That Terran kid, just now he actually threw it five hundred zhang away!"

"How is it possible, the Great God of Curry back then, his record was only four hundred and two zhang! Could it be that this Terran boy, he would be even stronger than the Great God of Curry?"

"Not only did he throw it far, but the power of the spear was also extremely strong, and it was said that the wooden pier numbered five hundred was blown to pieces!"

"It's terrible, is this still a Terran with a reputation for being weak?"

I couldn't believe it, but they all ran over there to look, and the spear was stuck deep in the pit, and the grass around it was covered with the crumbs of the wooden mound. ”

"I thought that in this round, I would win the first place, but I didn't expect this to happen!"

A loud referee cleared his throat, attracting everyone's attention, and the discussion gradually lowered down. He then announced the top 1,000 players in the third round.

Shi Zhiyi deservedly became the first place with a score of 500 zhang, Zhu Li Jingxiao ranked second with 355 zhang, and the third place was a strong man of about 30, from the extreme west-oriented Xiye tribe, with a score of 283 zhang.

The result of the first thousand is one hundred and eighty-nine zhang, and it is not surprising that Su Gulu did not enter the thousand, but the people of the Piji tribe are still in a carnival, because of Shi Zhiyi's results, they will increase the number of places to participate in the next Barbarian King Festival, and it is extremely difficult for a tribe of Piji's size to be able to participate in more than ten people twice in a row.

A sturdy bear-like man walked up to Shi Zhiyi and hammered him on the shoulder: "You are very strong, this time, I am convinced." ”

This Jing barbarian man is naturally the rising star of the Luli clan.

"I've eaten your roasted meat, and the taste of the meat is just as impressive as your performance today. ”

"I'm twenty-seven years old, but I've never been on a battlefield with the Terrans, and my impressions of the Terrans are all heard from the people. I thought that all the human races in the world were as insidious and weak as my people said, but I didn't expect that there were also kind and powerful warriors like you. ”

"But there are still two levels to go, and I won't lose to you. ”

Shi Zhiyi smiled at him kindly, nodded and said, "Thank you for the praise, let's see you in the next round." ”

It is in their nature that the Jing Barbarians worship strength and heroes, and it is deeply rooted in their bone marrow. After Shi Zhiyi broke the record of Si Encuri three thousand years ago with a 500-zhang anti-heaven achievement, he suddenly became the idol of many Jingman's young generation.

Countless Jing Barbarian people who knew and didn't know each other rushed towards Shi Zhiyi, just to take a look at him, say hello to him or pat him on the shoulder. There were also some bold Jing Barbarian women, pinching Shi Zhiyi's body, wanting to see how strong the muscles of this miracle-creating Terran man was.

Shi Zhiyi tried his best, but he still couldn't get rid of this torrent of chasing stars, and finally had to resign himself to fate and go with the flow.

Nearly two hours later, the Jing Barbarian whose curiosity had been satisfied gradually dispersed, and at this time, Shi Zhiyi's bones that had been ravaged were about to fall apart.