Murong Ye choked in his chest.

Without waiting for him to reply, Ye Yunfeng drew an arrow again, and the bowstring was full-

Seeing the cold arrow peak, Murong Ye's eyelids jumped, and he almost subconsciously took half a step back.

The corners of Ye Yunfeng's lips hooked, and he turned around slowly, his shoulders and back straight like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed.

Huh!

This arrow hits the bull's-eye!

The whole process went smoothly, and before everyone even had time to react, they saw that he had already shot two arrows!

An arrow shot Murong Ye's arrow feathers, and an arrow landed steadily on his target red heart!

Even from beginning to end, Ye Yunfeng didn't do any extra preparation and proofreading, he just raised his hand at will, and dropped two arrows accurately!

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin dropping.

Or Ye Yunfeng took the lead in reminding: "Teaching assistant, this score can be counted normally, right?" ”

"Huh?" The teaching assistant standing on the side suddenly came back to his senses, "Oh, oh, it should, it should be......"

It's not like there hasn't been a miss-the-target before, but now—

Qiao Zimo lost his mind and muttered: "Where is this off target, this is obviously tearing off Murong Ye's face and throwing it on the ground and stepping on it several times!" ”

I've seen a slap in the face, but I've never seen a slap so hard!

Who would have thought that in this game that everyone thought Murong Ye would win, there would be such a dramatic scene!

Ye Yunfeng pinched his neck, glanced at the results recorded by the teaching assistant, and asked casually: "It's all ten rings, can it be regarded as a tie?" ”

Murong Ye only felt as if he had been slapped in the face again.

Everyone is watching, how can this be considered a tie! This Ye Yunfeng clearly said so on purpose!

Ye Yunfeng glanced sideways at him.

"Continue?"

……

Murong Ye no longer had any intention of continuing.

He said coldly, "No. ”

With that, he turned around and left the scene.

Ye Yunfeng shouted to him: "The winner hasn't been decided yet, so it's not comparable?" ”

Murong Ye's chest swelled, almost exploding.

He took a deep breath and squeezed a few words out between his teeth.

"The second round is again!"

Ye Yunfeng raised his eyebrows, then took the bow and ended in style.

Qiao Zimo hurriedly rushed forward to greet him, and his eyes were already full of admiration.

"It's not buddy, you can! Even Murong Ye is not your opponent! ”

Ye Yunfeng didn't care: "What's this, in the past, I helped Sister Ah catch rabbits, and one arrow can string four." ”

Qiao Zimo: "Huh? ”

Ye Yunfeng shook his head and sighed lightly: "No way, Sister A and Xiao Wu-no, my third brother and I both like to eat roast rabbits." ”

At that time, they had nothing, the weather was freezing cold, and they were almost starving to death, so they had to find something to eat in the forest wilderness.

Sister took him on a few trips, and he learned to catch all the rabbits within a radius of ten kilometers.

Sister A's other skills are not good, but roasting rabbits is really a must......

Thinking about it, Ye Yunfeng smashed his mouth.

"No way, who makes our family have more brothers and sisters."

Qiao Zimo fell silent.

So, just because there are four brothers and sisters to eat, so there are four rabbits on one arrow?

Others can't train hard every day to get the accuracy and strength, just to eat a roast rabbit?

“…… You're going to have quite a lot. Qiao Zimo praised dryly.

The corners of Ye Yunfeng's mouth hooked, and there was a bit of undisguised smugness on his face: "That's my sister!" She can do anything! ”

"Ye Yunfeng?"

Feng Zhang didn't know when he came here.

The students consciously stood up and withdrew their colorful gazes looking at Ye Yunfeng.

"Lord Siye." Ye Yunfeng's original laziness also reined in.

Feng Zhang came close and looked him up and down several times, with a rare appreciation in his eyes.

"You can, who did you learn this skill from?"

Ye Yunfeng said: "Naturally, it's with me——"

Ye Jingyan, who was beside him, glanced at him quietly.

Ye Yunfeng's words changed: "-I learned it from my brother." ”

"Oh?" Feng Zhang was a little surprised.

He had learned about the two brothers before, and their parents had an accident three years ago, and even their brother Ye Xiting died in that accident.

After that, the children began to live in exile, and it took them three years to return to the capital.

Three years ago...... At that time, Ye Yunfeng was only ten years old at most, and after such a long time, instead of being deserted, he was so good, which was really incredible.

"My brother likes to dance with knives and guns, and when he was a child, he often took me and my third brother together." Ye Yun Wind Duct.

Feng Zhang nodded thoughtfully.

He gathered his thoughts, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"You're good."

……

Towards noon, the first round of exams was finally over.

The weather in June was very hot, the sun was blazing, and there was not a single wind.

The second round of exams was delayed by an hour.

This time, when I came to the school yard again, there were two rows of sturdy and shiny horses on the sidelines.

In the second round of the exam, the focus was on flexibility, and the difficulty was increased by several levels compared to the previous one.

Murong Ye picked a horse that was all black, with only a touch of white on his forehead, he stepped on the stirrup and turned over neatly on the horse!

The horse shook its neck, as if trying to let him down, and as soon as Murong Ye pulled the reins, the horse quickly quieted down.

"He followed his father to the battlefield before, and he had a very good set of royal horses, and when the horse of the county lord of Qinyang was suddenly frightened, he rescued people." Qiao Zimo muttered in a low voice, "So every time he chooses the fiercest and proudest horse, of course, he also wins the first place every time." ”

Although he had seen Ye Yunfeng's skills in the morning, this was Murong Ye's best skill after all, so Qiao Zimo didn't dare to hold out hope.

"But don't be nervous! You've already won a game against him in the morning, and even if he wins this time, it's a tie for both of you! In a way – that means he lost! ”

Ye Yunfeng glanced at him a little speechlessly: "Which eye of yours saw that I was nervous?" ”

Ye Jingyan smiled: "Brother Zimo is really a know-it-all and knows everything." ”

Qiao Zimo touched his head: "Actually, many people know about this, but you were not in the capital before, so you lack understanding, if you have anything to ask in the future, just ask!" I must know it all! ”

While speaking, Ye Yunfeng had already led a horse at will.

With the assistant coach's order, the field suddenly fell into a scuffle.

It was not an easy task for everyone to ride their horses and find the right time to shoot those fast-moving targets.

Ye Yunfeng clamped his legs, drove forward, and as soon as he touched the quiver behind him with one hand, he felt wrong.

He paused, slowly raised his head, looked at the three horses surrounding in front of him, and raised an eyebrow.

Fighting alone can't be compared, how much should you bully less?