Chapter 408: Archery

The battle situation on the field had a shocking reversal in an instant. No one would have thought that Ye Feng would easily break the unicorn formation. The unicorn formation that had troubled the Persian nation for hundreds of years was broken by Ye Feng.
The Jin Rui formation suddenly retracted and turned into an earth wind formation. Numerous gusts blew on the ground. The soldiers in Li Chengyang couldn't open their eyes and disrupted their pace. The cavalry on both sides of Ye Feng rushed, even though they had iron shields. The protective body was also skewed by the impact.
The Qilin array became more and more chaotic, and Li Chengyang's complexion changed drastically.
"Form a formation quickly, form a formation quickly!"
Li Chengyang walked back and forth under the crotch of Malaysia, with a violent feeling, although this was a simulated sand table, which was exactly the same as the real battlefield.
But how could Ye Feng give him a chance, the 20,000 elite soldiers who stayed behind went straight to Huanglong, like a crusher, directly smashing the Qilin array and breaking through it.
As soon as the formation was broken, Li Chengyang declined faster, and many soldiers were decapitated by Ye Feng's knights before they even reacted.
The battle lasted for a day, and the unicorn formation composed of fifty thousand elite soldiers was slaughtered by Ye Feng, and Ye Feng only lost five thousand people. This kind of battle was unexpected to Ye Feng.
"laugh!"
A sharp arrow pierced the void and shot into Li Chengyang's head, which had already panicked. There was no blood burst, and Shen Nian suddenly returned to Li Chengyang's body.
"Cengceng!"
Li Chengyang's complexion was pale. Although he couldn't really die in the sand table, he could still cause a certain amount of damage if he shot the soul.
"Ye Feng, I have already lost, why do you continue to shoot!"
Li Chengyang clutched his head, feeling pain in his head, and screamed.
"As long as you don't admit defeat, I can continue to shoot. This is the law of the battlefield. As a young Persian talent, I don't even understand this rule!"
Ye Feng sneered, the rules of the battlefield, as long as you don't admit defeat, it means that the opponent will not surrender until he is killed!
"Ye Feng is right. Although it is a sand table deduction, none of you have Ye Feng's focus. It has always been a child's play. If it is really a battlefield, you would have been beheaded long ago. The sand table deduction is to exercise your character, but you have always Treat it as a child's play, I will tell the emperor truthfully!"
The referee hit the nail on the head, because it was a sand table deduction, none of these people regarded it as a real battlefield exercise. If it were really a battlefield, how could there have been opportunities before, so from the very beginning, Ye Feng regarded it as a life-and-death struggle. This is a habit. Ye Feng is used to it. Whether it is sand table or real, never let up.
Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to face the referee. Indeed, they had never taken it seriously. Now everything is very comfortable. They just treat the sand table exercises as a kind of fun and do not understand the real meaning.
"If the two countries are at war, there will be a few of you who can truly stand alone!"
The referee was heartbroken and took advantage of this opportunity to wake them up.
The Persian princess returned to her seat, looking at Ye Feng with an incomprehensible look, holding her fragrant cheeks, falling into thought.
"Well, no one doubts the ranking of level two now!"
The referee then announced the result. No one objected again this time. Li Chengyang stared at Ye Feng with vicious eyes, wishing to eat the opponent.
Ye Feng pretended not to see it and returned to his seat.
"Take a break and prepare for the third level, which is also the bow and arrow level. We are knights in Persia. If we want to become a qualified knight, we must first have strong archery skills and be able to take the first level from a hundred meters away!"
The referee announced the third pass.
"Also, the third level is not allowed to use true yuan. Everything depends on your physical strength. If you find out who uses true yuan, you will directly cancel the third level!"
Everyone knows this very well. Once the real yuan is used, it is estimated that everyone on the scene is a magical archer. With real yuan control, the arrow will never deviate from the track.
After a cup of tea, everyone came to the prepared playground, where there were dozens of archery targets for them to shoot arrows.
"There are a total of ten shots, whoever shoots the most accurately will be the first!"
The rules are simple. Whoever hits the most bullseye is the first.
"There is another point. It is estimated that several people present can achieve ten rounds, so you can choose to increase the difficulty, and we will consider increasing points!"
Several of the referees know their details. This kind of arrow competition is not difficult for them, so they can choose to increase the difficulty by themselves. In the same situation, the natural score that is more difficult is also higher.
Several of them were born in the family of archery, and their archery skills had already reached the point of proficiency, and Ye Feng found that several people were carrying quiver behind them.
Twenty-four people stood still at the same time, one hundred meters away from the target. At such a distance, it was possible to hit the bullseye, absolutely first-class archery.
Generally, archery can only shoot about 50 meters at most, and it is not ruled out that those with amazing arm strength can shoot 100 meters away with a single arrow, which is known as a hundred steps through Yang.
If you use real yuan, you can't estimate it, at least you can shoot a kilometer away, so you can't test your true archery.
Ye Feng really used the bow and arrow for the first time. He had never shot it before, so it was a blank.
Holding a bow and holding an arrow, Ye Feng is not very unfamiliar. After getting familiar with the strength of the longbow and the weight of his arrows, he can calculate how much strength he needs and how far he can shoot.
"Shoo hoo!"
Arrows flew out, drawing beautiful arcs in the air.
"Zheng Zheng Zheng..."
There was a clattering sound from an arrow target a hundred meters away, many arrows fell accurately on the target, and a few people accurately hit the center of the bullseye. The ten rings were also full.
Only a few people were still aiming, and Ye Feng was one of them. He felt like he was almost there. Released his left hand, the arrow turned into a shooting star and shot out.
"laugh!"
There were still a few meters away from the target. The arrow suddenly fell to the ground, and Ye Feng didn't even hit the target. Only one of the twenty-four people missed the target.
"Hahaha..."
Everyone roared with laughter and was amused by Ye Feng. In the first two levels, Ye Feng won the first place again and again. Many people were dissatisfied and planned to humiliate Ye Feng in the archery level, and finally found a chance.
This time even the Persian princess had a strange look on her face. If Ye Feng is a genius, she will not be able to grasp it. Fortunately, Ye Feng is not omnipotent, and has her own weakness.
There was no expression on the referee's face, because he could see that it was the first time Ye Feng had used a bow and arrow. It was not easy to shoot the bow and arrow without being taught.
The so-called Hundred Days Swords and Thousand Days Arrows, this arrow refers to not that sword. Archery is different from swordsmanship. The former requires perseverance and the latter requires talent. Even if there is more perseverance and no talent, one cannot practice swordsmanship.
However, those with great perseverance cannot practice archery skills. This is the difference between the two.
Ye Feng hadn't practiced in a day and was able to shoot the arrow out, only a few meters away from the target. This was an enchantment. How could these so-called geniuses understand it? Only few people could see it.
Soon, someone began to release a second arrow. Dozens of arrows shot toward the target like a rain of arrows, and there was another sizzling sound, followed by the sound of the arrow hitting the target, which was very stiff and made a sticky sound.
"Ye Feng, what are you waiting for, don't rush out, if you are afraid of shame, you can give up this round of competition!"
Some people began to mock, and everyone was over in the second round, only Ye Feng didn't shoot out for a long time, and was still hesitating.
"Yeah, if you can't, don't be ashamed, lest you insult our Persian archery!"
Some people echoed it, and many people smiled and wanted to watch Ye Feng continue to make a fool of himself.
But Ye Feng ignored it, and the rules said that the use of true essence was forbidden, but he didn't say that he could use spirit power, but his spirit power could control objects, and I wonder if he could control arrows.
Although Ye Feng is very enchanting, it is a bit difficult for him to practice peerless archery in such a short period of time. Ye Feng must find a way. Only by winning the first can he have a chance to leave Persia.
A little bit of divine sense was revealed, and the arrow was wrapped around it, and it was not visible at all, as if the soul was imprinted on the arrow by Ye Feng. To put it bluntly, Ye Feng would shoot wherever he wanted, provided that Ye Feng’s power must be controlled. Better.
"Hurry up, do you want so many of us to wait for you? If it doesn't work, get out of here!"
Some people waited impatiently, with a provocative tone, especially Jiang Xiaofeng, who was once attacked by Ye Feng with his soul, gritted his teeth with hatred.
Gradually, an artistic conception of Ruoyoruowu appeared from Ye Feng, as if he had blended into the bow and arrow. People were arrows, and arrows were people. The face of the referee who stood not far away changed drastically.
"Man and arrow are one!"
The referee was shocked, and he actually saw the integration of human and arrow. Was this Ye Feng intentional just now?
"call out!"
Amidst the ridicule, contempt, and sneer, Ye Feng's arrow shot out and actually swayed in the air.
"Ring Arrow!"
Ye Feng's arrow suddenly turned in a semicircle in the air, and it was actually a ring arrow. This kind of archery has long been lost. It is said that practicing this kind of archery can get rid of some building blocks, go around from the side of the building, and hit the enemy.
This requires the speed at which the arrow flows, as well as the wind speed and speed per hour, to the point where it is not bad. As long as the calculation is wrong a little bit, the arrow will deviate from its orbit.
Isn't there a saying, the difference is a thousand miles away, and archery is the same. As long as you deviate a little from the track, you will be far from the target.
After the arrow drew a semicircle in the air, it circled back from behind an archery target and shot directly into the center of Ye Feng's archery target.
"Zheng!"
A hard sound appeared, and the arrow shot firmly into the red heart.
Ten rings!
"hiss!"
Everyone on the scene took a breath at the same time, including the referee, and those who watched were wide-eyed.
"Master, I didn't expect that Ye Feng would hide so deeply, whether he was a gladiator after all!"
From beginning to end, the National Teacher took some ministers and sat on one side without speaking. Even if Ye Feng broke the Qilin formation, they were only slightly moved, thinking Ye Feng was a coincidence.
But at this time I have to pay attention to it. Once is a coincidence, is it a coincidence every time?
There is a possibility that Ye Feng really possesses enchanting aptitude, which exceeds the number of Persians.