The battle situation on the field suddenly took a shocking turn. No one could have imagined that Ye Feng would break through the Qilin Formation so easily. The Qilin Formation that had troubled the Persian country for hundreds of years was broken open by Ye Feng alive.
The Jin Rui Formation suddenly retracted and turned into an Earth Wind Formation. Countless winds blew on the ground. The soldiers in Li Chengyang could not open their eyes and their steps were disrupted. The cavalry on both sides of Ye Feng were rushing forward, although they had iron shields. The body guard was also knocked upside down by the impact.
The Qilin Formation became more and more chaotic, and Li Chengyang's expression changed drastically.
"Hurry up and form a formation, quickly form a formation!"
Li Chengyang's crotch was paced back and forth, giving a feeling of irritation. Although this was a simulated sandbox, it was exactly the same as a real battlefield.
But how could Ye Feng give him a chance? The 20,000 elite soldiers left behind rushed directly to Huanglong, like a crusher, directly smashing through the Qilin Formation and breaking through it.
Once the formation was broken, Li Chengyang's side declined faster. Many soldiers were beheaded by Ye Feng's knights before they even reacted.
The battle lasted for one day, and the Qilin formation composed of fifty thousand elite soldiers was slaughtered by Ye Feng, while Ye Feng only lost 5,000 people. Such a battle situation was unexpected by Ye Feng.
"laugh!"
A sharp arrow shot through the void and shot into Li Chengyang's head, which was already panicking. There was no burst of blood, and his spiritual thoughts suddenly returned to Li Chengyang's body.
"Click, rub, rub!"
Li Chengyang's face was pale. Although he couldn't really die in the sandbox, shooting the soul could still cause a certain amount of damage.
"Ye Feng, I have already lost, why do you continue to attack!"
Li Chengyang covered his head, feeling pain coming from his head, and screamed.
"As long as you don't admit defeat, I can continue to take action. This is the law of the battlefield. As a young Persian talent, don't you even understand this rule?"
Ye Feng sneered, the rules of the battlefield are that as long as the opponent does not 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 are as focused as Ye Feng. You have always treated it like a child's play. If it were really a battlefield, you would have been killed long ago. The sand table deduction is to exercise your mind, but you have always Treat it like a child's play, I will definitely report it to the emperor truthfully!"
The referee hit the nail on the head. Because it was a sand table exercise, none of these people regarded it as a real battlefield exercise. If it was really a battlefield, there would be no chance. So from the beginning, Ye Feng regarded it as a life and death fight. This is a habit. Ye Feng is used to it. Whether it is a sandbox or reality, we will never let up.
Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the referee. Indeed, they had never taken it seriously. Now everything is very comfortable. They just regarded the sand table exercise as a kind of fun and did not understand the real meaning.
"If the two countries go to war, how many of you can really stand alone!"
The referee was heartbroken and took this opportunity to wake them up.
The Persian princess returned to her seat, looked at Ye Feng with a look of confusion, held her cheeks, and fell into deep thought.
"Okay, now does anyone doubt the ranking of the second level!"
The referee then announced the result, and no one objected again this time. Uto Chengyang stared at Ye Feng with vicious eyes, wishing he could eat him.
Ye Feng pretended not to see it and returned to his seat.
"Take a rest and prepare for the third level, which is also the archery level. Knights are popular in our country of Persia. If you want to become a qualified knight, you must first have strong archery skills and be able to kill people's heads from a hundred meters away!"
The referee announced the third level.
"Also, you are not allowed to use true energy in the third level. Everything depends on your physical strength. If anyone is found to have used true energy, they will be immediately disqualified from the third level!"
Everyone knows this very well. Once the true essence is used, it is estimated that everyone present is an expert archer. With true essence control, the arrow will not deviate from the track at all.
After a cup of tea, everyone came to the prepared playground, where there were dozens of archery targets for them to shoot archery.
"There are ten shots in total. Whoever shoots the most accurately will be ranked first!"
The rules are simple, whoever hits the most bullseyes wins first place.
"One more thing, there are probably several people here who can complete the ten-shot full-heart ring, so you can choose to increase the difficulty, and we will consider increasing the points!"
The referees of several of them know their details. This kind of archery competition is not difficult for them, so they can choose to increase the difficulty. In this way, under the same circumstances, the higher the difficulty, the higher the score will naturally be.
Several of them were born in archery families, and their archery skills had already reached the point of proficiency. Ye Feng noticed that several of them were carrying quivers behind their backs.
Twenty-four people stood at the same time, one hundred meters away from the target. To be able to hit the target from such a long distance was an absolute first-class archery skill.
Normal archery can only shoot about fifty meters at most, but it does not exclude people with amazing arm strength who can shoot an arrow a hundred meters away, known as a hundred steps.
If you use true energy, it will be immeasurable, and it will be able to shoot at least a thousand meters away. In that case, you will not be able to test your true archery skills.
This was really Ye Feng's first time using a bow and arrow. He had never shot anything before, so he had a blank slate.
Ye Feng is not unfamiliar with holding a bow and arrow. After getting familiar with the strength of the long bow and the weight of his own arrows, he can calculate how much power is needed and how far it can be shot.
"Boohoo!"
Arrows flew out one after another, drawing beautiful arcs in the air.
"Zhengzhengzheng..."
There was a clanking sound from the archery target a hundred meters away. Many arrows landed accurately on the target, and several people accurately hit the bull's-eye, with ten rings and full rings.
There were only a few people who were still aiming, and Ye Feng was one of them. Feeling that it was almost done, he let go of his left hand, and the arrow turned into a meteor and shot out.
"laugh!"
There were still a few meters away from the target when the arrow suddenly fell to the ground. Ye Feng unexpectedly missed the target. He was the only one among the twenty-four who missed the target.
"Hahaha… "
Everyone burst into laughter and were amused by Ye Feng. In the first two levels, Ye Feng won first place in succession. Many people were dissatisfied and planned to severely humiliate Ye Feng in the archery level. Finally, they found the opportunity.
This time, even the Persian princess had a strange look on her face. If Ye Feng had been a genius, she would not even be able to figure her out. Fortunately, Ye Feng is not omnipotent and has his own weaknesses.
There was no expression on the referee's face because he could tell that this was Ye Feng's first time using a bow and arrow. It was not easy to shoot a bow and arrow without anyone teaching him.
The so-called swordsmanship for a hundred days and arrows for a thousand days, this arrow does not refer to the sword. Archery is different from swordsmanship. The former requires perseverance, while the latter requires talent. No matter how much perseverance you have, you cannot practice swordsmanship without talent.
There are very few people with great perseverance who cannot practice archery. This is the difference between the two.
Ye Feng has not practiced for a day, but he can shoot an arrow just a few meters away from the target. This is already a monster. How can it be understood by these so-called geniuses? Only a few people can see it.
Soon, someone began to release the second arrow. Dozens of arrows shot towards the target like a rain of arrows. There was another whizzing sound, and then there was the sound of the arrow hitting the target, which was very stiff and made a stick sound.
"Ye Feng, what are you waiting for? Why don't you cum quickly? If you are afraid of being embarrassed, you can give up this round of competition!"
Some people began to taunt, and everyone was over in the second round. Only Ye Feng had not ejaculated yet and was still hesitating.
"Yes, if it doesn't work, don't be embarrassed, so as not to insult the archery skills of our Persian country!"
Some people echoed it, and many people smiled and wanted to watch Ye Feng continue to make a fool of himself.
But Ye Feng turned a blind eye. The rules said that the use of true energy was prohibited, but it did not mention the use of soul power. His own soul power could control objects, but he didn't know if he could control arrows.
Although Ye Feng is very evil, it is a bit difficult for him to develop peerless archery skills in such a short period of time. Ye Feng must find a way. Only by winning the first place can he have a chance to leave the Persian country.
Divine consciousness revealed bit by bit, wrapping the arrow. It was not visible at all from the outside. It was as if Ye Feng had imprinted his soul on the arrow. To put it bluntly, Ye Feng could shoot wherever he wanted. The prerequisite was that Ye Feng had to control his power. Be good.
"Hurry up, do you want so many of us to wait for you? If not, get out of here!"
Some people were impatient with waiting and spoke with a provocative tone, especially Jiang Xiaofeng, who was attacked once by Ye Feng using his soul and gritted his teeth with hatred.
Gradually, a vague artistic conception emerged from Ye Feng, as if his whole body was integrated into the bow and arrow. People are arrows, and arrows are people. The expression of the referee standing not far away changed drastically.
"Man and arrow unite!"
The referee was shocked to see the man and arrow merging into one. Did Ye Feng do this on purpose just now
"call out!"
Amid everyone's ridicule, disdain, and sneers, Ye Feng shot out his arrow, swinging in the air.
"Ring Arrow!"
Ye Feng's arrow suddenly turned in a semicircle in the air, and it turned out to be a circular arrow. This kind of archery has been lost for a long time. It is said that if you practice this kind of archery, you can get rid of some building blocks, go around the side of the building, and hit the enemy.
This requires an accurate grasp of the flow speed of the arrow, as well as the wind speed and hourly speed. As long as the calculation is wrong, the arrow will deviate from the track.
Isn’t there a saying that a slight difference can make a thousand miles, and the same is true for archery. As long as you deviate a little from the track, you will be far away 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 target.
"Zheng!"
A hard sound appeared, and the arrow shot firmly into the red heart.
Ten rings!
"hiss!"
Everyone present took a breath at the same time, including the referee, and those watching stared wide-eyed.
"National Master, I didn't expect that Ye Feng would hide so deeply. Is he actually a gladiator?"
From beginning to end, the Imperial Preceptor and some ministers sat on one side and did not speak. Even if Ye Feng broke the Qilin Formation, they were only slightly moved, thinking that Ye Feng was just a coincidence.
But at this time, we have to pay attention. Once is a coincidence, is it a coincidence every time
There is a possibility that Ye Feng really has monster-like qualifications, far beyond those of Persians. (To be continued)