The wind came from the mountains, blowing the dead grass under the feet.

The invigilator didn't notice that his brows were tightened and he looked a little nervous, because there was some surprise, and it was more unimaginable that no matter how ugly Xie Anshi's appearance was at the moment when he drew his bow, this brave soldier who had been bloody on the battlefield for more than ten years felt such a young sense of oppression for the first time.

Maybe it's a bit inappropriate to describe oppression as young, but the captain is obviously not good at expressing his emotions, especially for the proud Tang people, some people's strength gap can be filled by years and blood, but when that person is stronger and younger, this sense of powerlessness can easily lead to loss.

The military school field, many teenagers, a lot of loss.

...

There are only one hundred force falls on the hundred refining list, this is the list for all the initial three realm cultivators in the world, and the world force fall realm naturally cannot only have the hundred on the list, which means that the force fall that can be on the list is naturally the strongest group among them, so of course Xie Anshi, who is the third in the hundred refinements.

At that moment, Xie Anshi seemed to be rooted in the earth, and the crazy surging source qi in the veins was like the pulse of the earth, and when a violent source qi resonated in the air, the direction of the withered grass fell.

The mountain wind suddenly poured into the countercurrent, and the violent air flow poured out from Xie Anshi's body, and he became the source of the air flow, compared with the terrifying weather around him, Xie Anshi was as calm as a real stone, and the boulder stood tall.

He blinked, his eyelashes like a cut of the autumn wind.

The arrows stopped trembling, and the wind fell silent.

The invigilator suddenly took a half-step back, a piece of sand and gravel at his feet suddenly cracking, and the broken gravel slapped against his face, leaving a few red marks, but he still didn't take his eyes off.

An arc-like materialized cyclone burst out in front of the draft, and the arrow was carried out, but it was not pushed away by the bowstring, because the trembling arrow tail had not been able to catch the string.

In the eyes of everyone, Xie Anshi didn't even let go of the hand that pulled the string, the bowstring was still not very tight, but the arrow flew out and was held out by the majestic source qi, like a toddler being led by an adult.

It is not that the powerful cultivator attaches the source qi to the arrows, but the manic source qi sends the arrows out, the former pays attention to the material of the arrows that can contain the source qi, and the latter is more simple and rude, and the source qi is abundant enough to reach the arrow target in three hundred steps vertically and horizontally.

Then a turbulent current remained in mid-air, like a condensation flow running through it.

The arrow target shattered into a pile of waste wood, and Xie Anshi let go of the hand that pulled the string.

The draft is intact,

There was a dead silence.

...

"I think it's cheating, he's shooting out of the source qi. Yun Zhao pointed to the shattered arrow target in the distance with a serious face, muttered for a moment, and looked at the invigilator again, "And... How do you know if you've hit the bull's-eye?"

These two paragraphs seemed to be more like a powerless struggle, but this was the moment Xie Anshi pulled his bow, Yun Zhao began to think about it, he didn't observe any more details, because he really felt the power of that manic source qi, so he began to try any possibility of bringing down Xie Anshi.

If Nanbei is present, he will be very pleased, this person actually began to use his brain, although it is a little jerky, but it is a good thing after all.

The invigilator smiled and didn't say anything, just gently rubbed the red marks on his face.

When everyone saw this, they knew the result, the target was shot to hit the bull's-eye, the bull's-eye was to kill, and when the bull's-eye was shot, how could the enemy not die.

This is an inquiry into the nature of things, and Xie Anshi is the victor, there is no doubt about it.

Xie Anshi slowly put the bow back into the draft, and then looked at Yun Zhao lightly, there was still no emotion in his eyes, and he did not deliberately convey some kind of pride, or there was indifference hidden in Yun Qingfeng, this almost natural gaze was difficult to see the expression of some emotions.

If you have to use some words to describe it, it doesn't matter if there is no emotion.

oh

This is a more figurative interpretation.

...

The eagle and the antbeast, the sky and the river are not at the same level, any slightest insult will become a luxury, Xie Anshi used a flawless style to explain how to humiliate.

In the eyes of the crowd waiting for the exam on the sidelines, this is the most annoying arrogance, but when the communicator is the third of Bailian, the frustration will be hidden by the weakness of the heart, and finally turn into silence.

So it's quiet now, Yun Zhao rubbed his hands, and at this time reminded him of the night of the Yaoxian banquet, before Qianqin took out his sword, the surrounding environment was like this, and he stretched out his hand a little angrily.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the young man who grabbed the bowstring, since the moment he stood beside Qianqin, his resume file had been spread all over the books of all the noble mansions, and his inability to practice naturally attracted countless contempts and sighs, but more people knew about his other side.

Murder only beheading, military merit stuffed bookcase, the protagonist of horror stories in the steppe tribe, he is the most outstanding soldier of the Eastern Army in the past 20 years, he is the best at killing, using various ways and angles, cutting off the head and stepping on the feet.

So when he stood on the stage about how to kill people with precision, everyone would give him the respect he deserved, including the invigilator who also stood up straight and quietly narrowed his eyes.

Yun Zhao raised the bowstring and looked gloomy, but upon closer inspection, he found that something resembled... Excuse me.

It may be that his eyes are all focused on himself, and the young man from the border army is a little uncomfortable, but Yu Wentai on the sidelines feels that something is wrong, he seriously suspects that Yun Zhao does not have such a thing as a cheek, and of course there will be no similar shy emotions.

As if to verify his reasoning, Yun Zhao spoke, and the words were quickly annihilated in the wind.

The sound was subtle, but everyone heard it clearly.

"I won't use a bow. ”

...

From the first time Yun Zhao saw the objects placed on the draft, he was a little nervous, so much so that he even had the leisure to study the possible loopholes in Xie Anshi's assessment process, the reason was that he couldn't use a bow, to be precise, he rarely drew a bow in his life.

Chengping was really poor a few years ago, even if he could eat a full stomach, it was difficult to think about the heavy weapons of the border army such as bows and crossbows, the heavy weapons here mainly refer to too expensive, at least in the eyes of Chu Bafang, an arrow forged from stainless steel can only kill one enemy, which is too luxurious.

The military department naturally will not deduct the combat readiness of the border army, so Chu Bafang waved his hand and replaced all the bows and crossbows of Chengping's share with sabers.

At this point, it is true that Yun Zhao kills people in various ways and angles, and it is also true that the young man almost killed the grassland rogue, but he is only good at killing people with knives, the tip of the knife, the blade and the handle, and the hand, feet, and neck.

The captain's face looked a little ugly, and everyone couldn't help laughing and enduring it hard, but there were always a few deeply suppressed sounds, like sheepskin leaks, embarrassed and embarrassed.

"You can choose to continue with the assessment, or walk down. The captain's voice was a little stiff, transmitted through the howling wind, and it was wrapped in a cold meaning.

Yun Zhao was also displeased, at least he thought that the way he appeared this time was much more magnificent than before, but looking at Yu Wentai, who covered his mouth and blushed, and stomped his feet like epilepsy.

Obviously, he failed again, and he may not have been born with the aura of Qianqin.

"You can't do without a bow. Yun Zhao lowered his head, his expression a little lost.

The lieutenant's expression became a little strange, and he tugged at the corners of his mouth, but this time his answer was briefer.

"Yes. ”

The question is quirky, how to shoot an arrow without a bow.

The people who were secretly smiling seemed to feel something, and quietly watched again.

Yun Zhao tilted his head and looked at his side, the third Bailian who had been staring at him, spoke word by word.

"Your eyes are a lot like dead fish eyes. ”

Then he lowered his bow and did not wait for anger.

However, the next development of events was beyond everyone's expectations.

He doesn't know how to wield a bow, and he doesn't even know anything other than a sword, so his knife is extremely terrifying.

He tried to use his brain to solve one thing, not that he had doubts about his knife, at least he would not have doubts in front of Xie Anshi, so he was lazy.

I'm too lazy to do it, try to use my brain, it's a little rusty.

I've explained it many times, not being good at it doesn't mean that I won't kill people, I've killed too many people and then I'm lazy, but I can do it again.

So he took the arrow and threw it as a knife.

A torrent,

One stone's throw from the east.