At a distance of thousands of meters, an arrow shot the apple, but Xianger was unscathed.
Without the assistance of True Qi, this is indeed quite an amazing shooting.
Han Chong has been practicing archery hard since he was a child. He was awakened by his bloodline talent at the age of six and made rapid progress in archery.
He is only 18 years old now, but he has already surpassed many elders.
Just shoot the apple, most of the elders can't do it.
"Han Chong is indeed the hope of our Yi people!"
The elders nodded in approval.
"Brother Chong is too fierce, it's completely full marks."
"This is the shooting technique of our Yi people, don't you be scared, kid?"
"Hahaha, go back, don't be embarrassed here."
Many young disciples took advantage of this excitement to speak harshly to Qin Feng.
Even Qin Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect Han Chong's shooting skills to be so amazing.
"Mr. Qin, I have already said that Han Chong's shooting skills are very good, so you don't want to compare with him, you just don't listen..."
Xianger sighed repeatedly, his eyes filled with regret.
And hearing this, Han Chong was even more proud.
"Boy, it's too late to regret now. As long as you leave obediently, I won't embarrass you."
Han Chong looked at Qin Feng arrogantly with a victor's posture.
"I'm optimistic."
Qin Feng didn't say much, picked up a long bow and walked a thousand feet away.
"If you want to insult yourself, I won't stop you."
Han Chong hummed lightly.
The clansmen around each shook their heads and sneered, thinking that Qin Feng was asking himself to be boring.
Xianger sighed helplessly, and placed another apple in front of her eyes.
She was even a little worried, would she be injured by Qin Feng with an arrow
"Xiang'er don't worry, grandpa is protecting you."
Old Han seemed to see Xianger's concern.
Xianger nodded without saying much, put the apple in place, and then quietly closed his eyes.
Thousands of feet away, Qin Feng looked calm.
He pulled the open string a few times to feel the strength of the bow and arrow.
"The bows and arrows of the Yi people are very sophisticated."
Qin Feng muttered to himself.
In the absence of external assistance, the quality of the bow and arrow itself is particularly important.
The bows and arrows of the Yiren tribe are all made by junior treasure refiners and are of excellent quality.
"Boy, don't fudge, let's get started."
Han Chong couldn't help but shout.
"I'm optimistic."
Qin Feng smiled faintly.
Immediately, he drew his long bow, the bowstring shook, and the arrow broke through the air, shooting toward the apple like a meteor.
"what?"
Old Han's expression couldn't help changing.
He was surprised to find that this arrow had a strong rotation and did not fall in the air, completely venting the airflow.
boom!
In a flash of thought, the arrow penetrated the apple.
What is surprising is that the apple did not burst, but a hole was penetrated.
The other end of the apple just showed a little arrow tip, but it didn't hurt Xianger.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.
Obviously, Qin Feng is even better in control.
The deadly crowd made Han Chong's expression very stiff.
And just as he was about to speak, ready to say something, he suddenly heard a "chirp".
The peel on the surface of the apple suddenly broke apart from the beginning of the arrow tip, and fell to the ground piece by piece.
The apple's pulp was not damaged in the slightest.
"This… "
This situation completely stunned Han Chong.
If it is said that he was still dissatisfied the moment before, at this moment, he no longer has any dissatisfaction, and what is left is only a huge shock.
"There is dark power in the arrow? It's incredible!"
"This control power, I am afraid that even we are ashamed of it."
"It opened my eyes."
Many elders of the Yi people were also amazed.
Even the patriarch, Han Lao, had a complex complexion, a little unbelievable.
Thousands of feet away, it is already extremely difficult to shoot an apple without hurting Xianger.
But Qin Feng not only shot the apple, but also used the dark energy of the arrow to break the peel, and the flesh was intact. This kind of incredible control would be impossible without thousands of years of hard training.
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"What is the origin of Mr. Qin?"
Xianger was completely shocked.
She looked at the apple in her hand, feeling unreal.
She was still sorry for Qin Feng before, but now it seems that her worry is unnecessary.
And those disciples who were ridiculing and sarcasm were all ashamed at this moment.
"Unexpectedly, there is someone better than Han Chong?"
"This kid is too weird, who did he learn this shooting skill from?"
Many people are curious.
"Han Chong, do you think I am qualified to stay now?"
Qin Feng put down his bow and arrow and walked to Han Chong with a faint smile.
"I am willing to bet."
Han Chong gritted his teeth, his face flushed, and he was extremely ashamed.
He himself is very arrogant, if Qin Feng is not a huge advantage, he will never give up easily.
It's a pity that Qin Feng's control is more than that of him. This is something he can't catch up in a short time.
Qin Feng is not an absolute archery genius, he has developed his current ability only through the hard training of thousands of years in his previous life and the tempering of life and death on the battlefield.
Han Chong is only eighteen years old. In terms of shooting skills, his talent is obviously much higher than him.
"Mr. Qin is an eye-opener today, and he is worthy of being the big red man next to the third son, and he admires him forever."
Old Han laughed, and hurriedly stepped forward to make a round.
"Old Han is too acclaimed, and he is just a trick in this skill. I also hope that Han will give more guidance in the future."
Qin Feng bowed his hand.
"With Mr. Qin's shooting skills, I am afraid that the old man can't give any pointers."
Old Han shook his head.
"Lady Han is humble, and it must be extraordinary to make a person so respected by the third son. Everyone is for the third son, and I hope that Han will let go of your guard and work hard together."
Qin Feng smiled again.
He defeated Han Chong and made the Yiren clan face a big loss. As the head of the patriarch, Han would naturally not be in a good mood.
However, Qin Feng also reminded that everyone is working for the third son, and the overall situation should be the most important thing.
"Mr. Qin's statement is reasonable. Starting tomorrow, Lao Xu will discuss some shooting skills with Mr. Qin."
Old Han nodded and said.
He is a general-minded person, but he doesn't care about it.
"Xiang'er, go and help Mr. Qin arrange a place to live. Mr. Qin is here for the first time, and there are some things you don't understand. You must remind him in time."
Old Han exhorted again.
The overtone is that the Yi people have some rules and don't want Qin Feng to violate them.
"Mr. Qin, come with me."
Xiang'er smiled and took Qin Feng to the residence.
"Master Patriarch, did you really let this kid stay?"
When Qin Feng left, several elders gathered around and looked at Han with unwillingness.
"He is from the third son, so we won't be able to drive him away. Han Chong didn't grasp the only chance just now. It's easy to ask God to give it away!"
Old Han shook his head and sighed.
"What do you mean by San Gongzi? I think Mr. Qin's shooting skills are enough to deal with three sects and two sects, right?"
Some people questioned it.
"With Mr. Qin's strength, he is naturally not afraid of three sects and two sects. The third son sent him to the Yiren clan, I am afraid there is another plan."
Han Lao's heart is as clear as a mirror.