Ye Fan didn't even look at how Zhao Feiyang bent his bow and shot arrows, and what he shot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There's no need for this!

No matter how powerful Zhao Feiyang is, at best, he is just a genius boy of the martial arts department of the Zhao family in Luyang Mansion. His mid-level archery skill "One Hundred Steps Through Yang Arrow" scored seventy-one points, which means that Zhao Feiyang's archery skills are proficient only in the seventh realm, "Perfect" realm.

Compared with the tenth realm "turning decay into magic" realm martial arts recorded in the divine book "Death", there is no comparison at all.

Ye Fan closed his eyes and let every inch of his muscles completely relax.

In the moment after Zhao Feiyang finished ejaculating.

Ye Fan took a deep breath and finally opened his eyes, revealing a pair of dark and bright eyes.

"Activate 'Martial God Martial Arts!' - Basic Archery Skills!"

Ye Fan thought silently in his heart, stared at the pair of divine arm bows in his hand with his eyes, and pulled the bowstring.

Before this, everyone's attention was originally on Zhao Feiyang, and they loudly praised Zhao Feiyang's superb archery skills.

But the moment Ye Fan pulled out the bow of the divine arm, Ye Fan suddenly seemed to have a magical and mysterious attraction on his body, just like a peerless archer, once he held the bow and arrow in his hand, he could look down on the world's archery warriors.

The noisy crowd in the entire hall looked stunned and turned their heads to look at Ye Fan.

Under this look, their shocked gaze could no longer be taken away.

Ye Fan's hands holding the bow became extremely firm, and his incomparably calm and deep gaze looked at the front of the hall.

Even if the sky fell apart, it couldn't shake his attention in the slightest.

The concentration of this expression is moving.

In the hall, there was silence for a moment.

Everyone was immersed in it, even those who had been ridiculed and dismissive, and at this moment, they were all staring at Ye Fan's every slightest movement with bated breath.

"This. Terrible Focus!"

Mu Fengshan's eyes were awe-inspiring, and his heart was shocked.

Ye Fan obviously hadn't shot an arrow yet, but he gave people an unimaginable sense of certainty. It was as if no matter how he shot it, the arrow was destined to hit the target he wanted.

This is a god-level spiritual control power!

This humble boy can win the first place in the martial arts department, and he is really not an ordinary person.

At the martial arts celebration banquet in Luyang Mansion every year, what everyone really looks forward to is what outstanding performance the first place in the martial arts department can have.

The first on the list is the protagonist of this night banquet.

Tonight's banquet seems to be no exception.

Ye Fan stretched out his arms and pulled the Divine Arm Bow, and a sharp edge like an eagle flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly shot an arrow.

"Bang!"

The guests' pupils suddenly shrank, their breathing stagnated, their spirits tensed, and their eyes followed the arrow.

The arrow swept through the hall.

"Boom!"

It was nailed to a hall beam in the corner of the hall more than dozens of zhang away from Ye Fan.

The guests' eyes widened, wanting to see what Ye Fan had shot.

However, above the beams and columns, there is nothing.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

"This!"

"What's going on?"

"Ye Fan's arrow is full of might, but it didn't hit anything?!"

The guests looked at each other, but none of them spoke.

Ye Fan's arrow was too strong, so they didn't dare to question it at all.

But. If you don't hit anything, what if the light is strong?

The old Zhao family was stunned for a while, slammed the table, laughed wildly, and laughed with tears: "This~, what kind of garbage archery skill is this? This is the superb archery skill of the first candidate in the first place in the martial arts department of the Luyang Mansion Joint Entrance Examination?"

He was completely relieved now, Ye Fan was embarrassed at such an important night banquet, and he would definitely be unanimously rejected by the deans for his assessment results.

Zhao Feiyang overwhelmed Ye Fan, and naturally he could regain the top position in the martial arts department.

"Haha!"

"That's it, where did this indiscriminate person come from!"

"I'm convinced!"

"What martial arts department is the first, what is the god-level realm of the "Basic Three", it is an exaggeration! If he is so powerful, I can take the test in the Canglan National Palace, and I will be the first. ”

"I don't know what clumsy means he used to overwhelm the candidates in the examination room!"

The Zhao clan elder laughed at this, and the guests suddenly burst into laughter, and some young martial artists even almost fell under the table with laughter.

The dean of the Nanchen Martial Arts Academy was also ashamed and didn't dare to look at the others at this time. Nanchen Martial Arts Academy produced such a clumsy martial artist, and he felt ashamed.

"Brother Ye, accept and concede!"

Zhao Feiyang glanced at the arrow on the beam, smiled faintly, and arched his hand towards Ye Fan.

Then, he retreated to his seat, picked up the cup and took a sip of fragrant wine, and never looked at Ye Fan again.

His heart was full of contempt and disdain.

Such a waste, how worthy to be his opponent!

He, Zhao Feiyang, has not yet fallen to this point.

As for taking back the top spot in the martial arts department of the joint entrance examination of the Ten Academies, the elders of the Zhao clan negotiated with the government.

I believe that Old Dean Mu has also seen Ye Fan's true ability with his own eyes, and he also knows who should be the first place in the real martial arts department.

After Ye Fan finished shooting an arrow, he put the Divine Arm Bow back to the original weapon rack, and arched his hand towards the old dean of Mu Fengshan, "The disciple has finished the competition! The disciple still has something to do, so retire first!"

The ridicule of everyone did not make Ye Fan feel a trace of embarrassment on his face.

This kind of simple archery competition is a bit too bullying Zhao Feiyang, the descendant of the Zhao family. Ye Fan didn't want to waste time at this night banquet.

This is the second time he has started the "Martial God Martial Arts" today, and the assessment in the morning has seriously depleted his mental and physical strength, and this time in the evening, it has directly consumed a large amount of qi and blood power in his body.

After shooting an arrow, his face was completely pale and bloody, and he just wanted to go back to rest early.

Then, after Ye Fan finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

How could the elder of the Zhao clan let Ye Fan leave this night banquet so easily.

If you don't humiliate this "first place in the pseudo-martial arts department", it will be too boring.

He took a sip of tea and sneered faintly: "Wait! I haven't invited Old Dean Mu and the elders to taste you and Feiyang's archery skills, why rush to leave!"

"Yes, we have a question in our hearts, why do you shoot these three-foot beams?

"Zhao Feiyang is a five-eyed bead and shot five wicks of red wax. What are you shooting?"

Suddenly, some people from the Zhao clan laughed and laughed.

Ye Fan stood in the hall and glanced back at the people of the Zhao family, and couldn't help but be secretly angry in his heart. It seems that the Zhao clan always doesn't shed tears when they don't see the coffin, and they have to force themselves to humiliate them in public.

He looked up at the arrow hanging from the beam of his room.

"Zhao Feiyang's arrow shot ten zhang, and the final target was 'the center of the screen'.

But it's about an inch away from the center.

Drawing the bow relies on the control of arm strength.

Your bow and arrow deviate so much, it is because of the lack of arm strength cultivation, so I speculate that your "Basic Fist Method" should be cultivated to the fifth realm and then stopped.

In fact, if you can cultivate the "Basic Fist Method" above the Seven Realms, the bow and arrow you shoot will not deviate by as much as an inch in just 100 steps. ”

Ye Fan said calmly.

Suddenly, the eyes of the guests in the hall all looked at the three-zhang landscape painting screen in front of the hall.

Zhao Feiyang's arrow was indeed slightly one inch away from the center of the screen.

Compared with the three-zhang screen, the deviation of one inch is simply insignificant.

This inch is only an inch, if Ye Fan doesn't say it, almost none of them will pay attention.

But when Ye Fan said this, everyone suddenly felt that the difference of one inch became very eye-catching.

This also means that Ye Fan's eyesight and insight have reached a rather terrifying realm. In a huge hall, you can find a detail that is so small that it is not noticeable.

For the first time, they were terrified by Ye Fan's terrifying insight.

Only then did the guests realize that Zhao Feiyang's archery skills did not seem to be as good as they had imagined.

Zhao Feiyang's eyes were dull, the cup in his hand slipped down, and he fell to the ground.

His hands and feet were cold, his face was full of incredulity, and he looked at Ye Fan in shock.

His arrows, an inch from the center of the screen?

Moreover, his "Basic Fist Method" has indeed only been cultivated to the fifth realm, how could this secret be clearly seen by Ye Fan at a glance?

Zhao Feiyang's face couldn't hold back on the spot, his eyes were crimson, he slapped the table, and roared excitedly: "My arrow is one inch off!? What about you? Your arrow flew to the beam indiscriminately, thousands of times worse than me! You are still qualified to laugh at me for being off by an inch?!"

A hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, and he was about to say something.

"Ye Fan shot the target he wanted!"

At this time, the girl in white who was quietly sitting next to Dean Mu suddenly opened her red lips and explained lightly:

"He shot a floater that flapped its wings in the air! It was about three millimeters long, and the mosquito wings were one millimeter long.

The distance between shooting off the wing wings of a floater and the center of the screen is about 30 times the difference between the two being shot off by an inch. But it's more than a hundred times more difficult.

To make a simple analogy, if Zhao Feiyang uses the mid-level "Hundred Steps to Pierce Yang Arrow" to shoot an arrow target that is a hundred steps away, while Ye Fan uses "Basic Archery" to shoot one of the eyelashes on his eye, and it is a rapidly blinking eyelash. There is a world of difference in difficulty between the two, and they cannot be compared!"

After speaking, the girl in white nodded to a woman in green next to her.

The woman in green understood, walked to the ground below the beam, and carefully picked up a floater with a broken wing.

She carefully held it in a transparent glass cup for the deans to see.

In the hall, all the guests looked at the floaters who were still struggling with half of their wings broken in the cup, fell into dead silence again, and looked at Ye Fan with unbelievable shocking eyes.

Ye Fan's arrow was shot at the beam, not because he wanted to shoot the beam, but because his target was a flying mosquito flying indiscriminately in the air ten zhang away.

After shooting down the floaters, the arrow landed on the beam, but the target was not the beam.

This hand archery technique, at first glance, does not seem to have the slightest dazzling speciality, but it is definitely the tenth realm god-level "Basic Archery Technique" - the arrow is broken and flying!

Zhao Feiyang was completely stunned.

Suddenly, no one dared to question it anymore.

Mu Bing, the daughter of Old Dean Mu, is not very old, but she is a genius girl who has been famous in Luyang Mansion for a long time, and she is even better than many powerful young martial artists in the hall.

She majored in runes, and her eyesight was by no means comparable to that of an idle person.

Ye Fan glanced at Mu Bing in surprise, a little strange how she found out that she was shooting a floater.

But now is not the time to worry about that.

His qi and blood are now extremely weak, and when others tap him on the shoulder, it is estimated that he will collapse, and he must leave this night banquet immediately. You can't stay any longer, or you'll definitely have to leak the bottom.