Uzhina didn't ask any more questions.

Although she was anxious in her heart, at this moment she could only bite the bullet and see the next result.

She has already worked hard when she should, and the only people she can rely on now are Luo Xingchen.

Zi Yan only said one sentence and looked at the arena quietly without any fear in her eyes.

However, she did not tell Luo Fengtang's true identity. It was a secret that even Wu Zhina could not tell.

She wanted to ensure Luo Fengtang's absolute safety.

Luo Fengtang can make a name for himself on the grassland, but he must not reveal his true identity, because on the grassland, Luo Fengtang, the general who protects the country of Qi, is a taboo existence. If the people of the grassland know that he is coming, they will probably Qing Geer Tai

I will give everything I have to keep Luo Fengtang.

Without Luo Fengtang, Da Qi may soon be completely in chaos.

In a sense, Luo Fengtang and Da Qi Emperor Qi Xingyun are the same as Da Qi's Tianzhu Pillar, neither of them can fall.

At this time, there were not many people left on the field, only a dozen or so, and the targets were already farther and farther away.

Erezi pulled the bow and arrow and opened his arms. He had taken off his shirt, revealing muscles as strong as steel. The muscles behind his back pulled like two screens, giving people a sense of strength.

"put!"

The sharp arrow left the bowstring again and shot toward the target ahead.

This time, only four people hit the target.

The target is already very far away. Anyone who can stay on the field at this moment is a true marksman and can definitely be called an outstanding shooter.

"Zhuo Bi" is specifically used to call grassland marksmen. Within a large tribe, there are only a few people who can get the name "Zhuo Bi".

Therefore, even if the four people today cannot win the final victory and win first place, they have already changed their own destiny, and their status in the clan will not be low in the future.

At this time, the target had been placed three hundred meters away.

An average archer can shoot a bow and arrow eighty meters away, which is already pretty good.

And three hundred meters is already close to the limit of ordinary humans.

Ordinary bows and arrows can no longer adapt to such a distance. The bows and arrows received by the remaining four people are the bone spirit bows specially made by Iron Tooth Golden Tent. They are made of animal bones and special bow strings. They are extremely powerful. If they are not strong enough,

Can't even draw the bowstring.

Qinggeltai did not do anything with the bows and arrows because there would be an inspection process before they were given to the people present. If there were any problems with the bows and arrows, they would not be able to escape inspection.

The three major competitions are sacred on the grassland. Even if Qinggeertai is the Iron Tooth King, he cannot violate these rules, otherwise he will be spurned and eventually lose his position as the Iron Tooth King.

Qinggeltai was a little nervous now. Although he had great confidence in Erris, he had no absolutes in the world. Many things in this world were uncertain.

Especially the thin-looking "Timur" actually stayed at the end.

He admitted that he had underestimated the people brought by Uzhina. It seemed that the Horqin tribe had a profound background, and Uzhina was not alone. There were warriors around her.

It’s a pity that I didn’t do anything with the food last night!

Qinggeltai regretted a little. If he had known that there was such a person around Uzhina, he should have found a way to destroy his combat power yesterday.

But at this time, it was too late for him to regret. He could only wait and see how the situation would evolve.

Looking at the target three hundred meters in the distance, Erez gritted his teeth. From such a distance, even he could only see a small black dot. He was not 100% sure whether he could successfully hit the target.

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In normal training, he has succeeded and failed. However, recently he feels that his skills have improved a lot, and his confidence in himself has also increased.

"put!"

Erezi's fingers holding the bow string were vibrating, and even though he had finger gloves on his fingers, he felt extremely sore at this moment.

But the moment he saw the arrow hit the target, he was proud and excited.

This one is stable!

It is extremely rare to hit a 300-meter target, so how could you not win first place?

He didn't need to look too much to understand that the three people pulling the bowstring like him would definitely miss.

And when the referee in front called out preparation again, he was a little dazed and confused.

Only when there is no winner will the next game be prepared.

Who is it?

Erisi turned his head...

He saw that there was only one person standing nearby, the man named Timur next to Uzhina.

It doesn't make sense. This person looks so thin. There's no way he can pull such a strong bow string and hit a target three hundred meters away.

Cheating is impossible, so the only possibility is...he is too lucky.

Yes, it must have been good luck.

Erisi nodded, and he picked up the bone spirit bow in his hand again. It was difficult to cross three hundred meters, and he didn't usually train much, but he decided to give it a try.

The target will move twenty meters each time.

Every time you shoot, your body will be affected. In fact, your physical strength is gradually declining. By the time you reach 300 meters, your physical strength is no longer at its peak.

But the more this happened, the more Erezi's fighting spirit was aroused.

Luck cannot always favor a person. Only true strength can achieve the final victory.

But this time, luck can no longer be on that man's side.

Three hundred and twenty meters, an increase of twenty meters is already a world of difference.

"Ready, let go!"

The sharp arrow came out of his hand. At this moment, Erisi felt that his spiritual will had reached its peak, and his success rate had greatly increased.

The moment he saw the sharp arrow hitting the target, tears welled up in his eyes.

It was not easy. At 320 meters, his success rate was less than 30%, but he did it.

He has definitely won this first place.

He waited for the cheers of the besieging herdsmen to be heard in his ears. The cheers after victory were the sweetest, and he could enjoy this.

However, what he waited for was not cheers, but words from a cold voice.

"Prepare!"

His eyes widened!

Needless to say, the Timur next to him was hit again.

This is simply unbelievable, how is this possible?

Almost thinking he was dreaming, he picked up the bow and arrow again and aimed numbly at the target.

At this time, the target had moved from 320 meters to 340 meters away.

This was already a distance that was unimaginable to him. In his eyes, looking at the target made his head feel dizzy.

In a dazed situation, he could only pull the bow string in a daze, and at the urging of the referee, he released the bow string...

The sharp arrow drew an arc in the air and flew in the direction of the target.
Chapter completed!