The next day, Lin Mubai, who was dressed in a black suit, came to the martial arts arena.

Some of the people in red suits were shooting with short crossbows, some were running around the martial arts arena, and some were competing with each other.

"Wu Kai, how is it?"

"Childe, the time is shorter, and you can only strengthen the level of training, most people can't bear it, do you want to reduce the intensity?" Wu Kai asked tentatively.

"We only have five days, we can't go any lower," Lin Mubai shook his head and said, "What we have to do is to keep them alive." ”

"Childe, some of them are doing well, the leader in front is called Wu Ji, he is the centurion of the pioneer battalion, he has a good foundation, and all the training is the best" Yang Fan pointed to the young general who was led by the red power suit and said.

"Yang Fan, Wang Xiong, take these good performances away to strengthen training, don't train your physical fitness, focus on melee combat and short crossbows" Lin Mubai looked at the young general in front of him who was running in armor to Yang Fan, Wang Xiong said.

"Yes," Yang Fan and Wang Xiong led the order to take a few men in black suits to the martial arts arena.

"Wu Kai, you can take a few of the remaining people with you, be sure to let them adapt to the training in the shortest possible time, and let them go back if they can't adapt to it. ”

"Yes, Childe" Wu Kai led the rest of the people towards the martial arts arena.

Lin Mubai came to the martial arts arena, took a longbow, stopped fifty steps away from the arrow target with the quiver on his back, took the arrow, pulled the bow, shot the arrow, and the arrow was shot in the red circle in the center of the arrow target, and then continued to take the arrow, Lin Mubai slowly inhaled when aiming, and suddenly shot the bow and arrow, and then quickly took out an arrow from the quiver with his right hand and shot it on the longbow that had never shaken, and then continued to shoot arrows quickly and shoot arrows and arrows, and all the thirty arrows in the quiver were shot out in just about ten breaths, and all thirty arrows were shot in the red circle of the arrow target, none of the arrows missed the target, and none of the arrows were crooked。

Just when Lin Mubai picked up the longbow and walked towards the arrow target, the people around him noticed that everyone in red power suits wanted to see how capable this son of the Hou family's family was, and everyone in black power suits wanted to see if the son had made progress.

"Ten breaths, Childe is practicing his hands, I thought I was going to break the record" Just after Lin Mubai shot all the arrows, Wang Xiong, who was slightly thin compared to other guards, whispered.

"Ten breaths, thirty arrows, all hits, and still practice?" Wu Ji, who was standing beside Wang Xiong, said with a shocked expression.

"Childe's best record is that eight breaths and thirty arrows hit a moving target," Yang Fan said as he looked at the shocked crowd.

"Oh my God, he's really a rich boy?" one soldier whispered.

In their hearts, whether it is the second generation of officials or the second generation of rich, they all look weak, drink some wine that is almost the same as water, and then chant a few words of nonsense poetry, this is the life of a rich son, and this archer who has been more than ten years, no, twenty years or more may not be able to do this. Eight breaths, moving targets, thirty arrows are all hit. This is equivalent to shooting 30 enemies to death in eight breaths on the battlefield, what can you do in eight breaths? I am afraid that eight breaths is the time to drink a few sips of water.

"Rich son?" Yang Fan laughed and said, "If you are on the battlefield, it is no exaggeration to say that I can kill twenty of you head-on, but I can't defeat the three moves of the son, have you ever seen such a powerful rich son? Those rich sons are probably more powerful than bragging."

"Three moves?" everyone glared, ", is this still a human being?"

"Hou Ye has three sons under his knees, and one of them is destined to inherit his father's business to fight against Rouran, and the son, as the eldest son, has a long way to go," Wu Kai said melancholy. "When I was fifteen years old, I was still playing with children of the same age, but at the age of fifteen, Gongzi led more than 100 troops to defeat the 3,000 cavalry of Rouran with zero casualties. ”

Listening to Wu Kai's recounting of Lin Mubai's past, he originally thought that Lin Mubai was just a gentleman, but they all respected Lin Mubai and trained even harder.