Seeing that Murong Feng was so confident, the referee didn't say anything more, and sent out a fireworks signal, telling the personnel at sea to adjust the target's position to seven miles.

The people at sea were also surprised when they received the signal, but they still adjusted the target to seven miles according to the request, and sent a signal that the adjustment had been completed.

At a distance of seven miles, under normal circumstances, the target can no longer be seen, but the place where Murong Feng fired the cannon is a high slope, from the high slope you can just see far away, and the target is sewn with extremely brightly colored cowhide, and the cowhide is full after blowing, and it becomes a large colored ball, if it is hit by a cannonball, it will be deflated because of deflating, so although it is seven miles away, it can still be seen.

After the personnel at sea are arranged, they leave quickly to avoid being injured by mistake. The referee on the shore saw that the people on the sea had retreated to a safe place, so he said to Murong Feng: "This son, you can start." ”

Murong Feng nodded very calmly, and said to Kang Wansheng: "Senior brother, reload!"

Kang Wansheng loaded a cannonball into this "Cold Iron Town Sea Cannon" according to his words. This cannon is specially made by Chu Duyun, and it is the largest of all the cannons in the Shenshui Gate. The barrel of the cannon alone is one zhang long, more than three feet longer than other cannons. It is this elongated barrel that makes this cannon have a much longer range than other cannons. It's not that the other players' cannons don't want to be built with a longer range, but they need to be loaded with more gunpowder, and their cannons are very easy to explode, so they don't dare to try.

Chu Duyun was not afraid of building this cannon, the entire barrel was completely made of cold iron from the East China Sea, which was not only lengthened but also thickened and thickened. Therefore, in the case of increased range, there is not the slightest problem with security.

In fact, it is not Murong Feng who is big, but he is completely sure. Usually, when he tries to shoot, he can still shoot hundreds of shots at a distance of eight miles, so he is completely confident in shooting from seven miles.

Murong Feng stroked the cannon body with both hands. A strange sensation enters the brain. He could clearly feel how each part of the cannon would work, how the shells would be discharged, and what trajectory they would follow to hit the target. It's a mysterious, but it's real. Murong Feng knew that his chaos had improved again, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

His left hand continued to caress the barrel of the cannon, his right hand picked up the torch that was ignited, and his left hand pressed lightly on the barrel of the cannon, adjusting the barrel slightly, and the torch in his right hand lit the fuse.

I only heard the sound of snorting incessantly, the fuse burned rapidly, and then there was a loud bang, and the cannon was ejected. Everyone looked at the cannonball, and saw that the cannonball drew a perfect arc in the air and flew towards the target.

It is too late to say that it is too fast, and the distance of seven miles is just a few blinks of an eye for the shell, and the shell has already flown to the target. I saw that the large ball sewn from the cowhide burst and exploded into the sky with colorful fragments.

"Hit! Hit!" "One shot hits a target seven miles away, artillery god!" "Really hit, how is it possible?"

The crowd of onlookers talked a lot, saying everything, some cheering, some applauding, and some grew up and couldn't close their mouths, only the player who hit the target five miles away just now showed extreme frustration, because if Murong Feng missed, he was very likely to win the championship and win the handsome position.

At this moment, he squatted on the ground in a gloomy manner, holding his head in his hands, looking extremely disappointed.

The game was all over, and Murong Feng was sure that he didn't need to shoot a second time. The referee said to all the contestants: "Everyone go to the lottery platform, and the final results will be given today and the ranking of the big competition will be judged." ”

Everyone followed the referee and walked in the direction of the stage. What no one noticed was that the player who hit the target five miles away, and a dozen or so people from his team, did not leave, but gathered around the player, as if to comfort him.