My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1538

Ao Bing's eyes were fixed on the target, his eyes were serious and bright, and he could catch all moving objects.

He took a deep breath and slowly raised the bow in his hand.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

A barrage of arrows...

It has to be said that Ao Bing shot a moving target much more stably than a stationary target, each arrow hit the center of the circle, and even shot ten arrows with a high score of [-] circles.

After the ten arrows were shot, Ao Bing was panting heavily.

He put too much energy into it just now, and his result this time is the highest record of his generation, completely extraordinary performance, even surpassing the number of rings in the Jinguang Cave Dojo in Qianyuan Mountain.

Nezha on the side was also stunned, it was so accurate, if he was put on the battlefield, would anyone dare to show his face?

Come out and die one by one, or headshot with an arrow!

Ugh.

This kid is talented.

It's just a bad temper and a small mind.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been skinned and cramped by himself back then, and Ye Fan wouldn't have frightened him into heaven, and he wouldn't even dare to return to the Dragon Palace.

Regardless of how old he is, his xinxing still needs to be tempered.

"Clap clap clap!"

Nezha applauded, but did not hide his appreciation.

"Ao Bing, your strength is not bad, I even think you have surpassed the Barefoot Immortal."

And the barefoot immortal hiding in the dark felt that he was lying on the ground.

How did you surpass me?
No way to know.

Ao Bing wiped off his sweat, nodded with a smile, "It's all taught by Daxian and Senior Brother!"

"However, Ye Fan hasn't fought yet, so I'm not sure I can win."

"Maybe my grades are rubbish in Ye Fan's eyes."

Ao Bing's yin and yang strangeness was obviously mocking Ye Fan.

But Nezha nodded pertinently, and showed a bit of surprise: "Ao Bing, you have really improved! At least you can recognize your own strength. Yes, if you can always be so humble in the future, I will recommend Master to accept you. You are an official apprentice."

Seeing that Nezha didn't trust him so much, Ao Bing snorted coldly in his heart.

He doesn't bother to eat this kind of cheap food.

Hmph, you won't know until after the competition whether you lost or not.

Immediately, he turned his gaze to Ye Fan, as if waiting for his attack.

……

"Ye Fan, keep working hard!" Tian Yu was a little quieter, but every time Ye Fan made a move, he expressed his good work.

Tianyu stared at Ye Fan with a pair of beautiful eyes, feeling extremely nervous.

Ye Fan is a person with strong self-esteem, how much will it hurt him if he loses?
Ao Bing is really too powerful, and his precision is deadly.

Ye Fan is under too much pressure!
Ye Fan smiled slightly and didn't care.

He was still calm, drawing his bow and shooting arrows slowly, without any anxiety.

However, the moment the moving target started to move, Ye Fan's eyes flashed brightly.

The reason why he can shoot so accurately is that his piercing eyes have helped a lot.

It can find the bull's-eye in the subtleties and predict the dynamics of the target in advance.

Knowing the point of movement in advance made it many times easier for him to shoot an arrow.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

After ten arrows, it was completed almost instantly.

And Ye Fan also played a three arrows in the middle.

The bowstring was almost smoking.

The dust has settled.

Everyone is nervously counting the number of rings.

Nezha is the most authoritative presence present.

He is like an announcer, constantly saying numbers.

"The first archery is ten point six.

The second round of archery is ten point six.

The third archery is ten point six rings.

……

……

The tenth archery is still ten point six..."

Ao Bing listened to the voice dully, his hands trembling slightly, he lost, and lost again in Ye Fan's hands.

He didn't think about tea, he didn't want to eat, and he practiced hard for several months, but he still couldn't compare with a trash monk!
He didn't understand how a person could be so precise!
"Ao Bing, you still have a long way to go, so there's no need to worry about one or two setbacks." Nezha said consolingly, adhering to the relationship between teachers and brothers.

And Tian Yu was very excited.

"Ye Fan, your bow skills are superb, you can strike wherever you point, it's like a god's help, this is too good..."

Nezha nodded in agreement.

In terms of strength and talent, Ye Fan is a pervert, and he even feels ashamed of himself.

If you say that Ye Fan is a veteran, he won't believe it either.

First of all, it is impossible for a veteran to not have his own bow and arrow.

Another point is that his posture for drawing the bow is still irregular.

If it is a person who trains frequently, it is impossible to do it this way.

Ye Fan said lightly: "Ao Bing, you should practice more, you will never be able to beat me with this level of strength."

Ao Bing lowered his head, gloomy eyes, and let out a miserable laugh.

"Ye Fan, do you think you can give me pointers if you win? Hmph, my archer is the real king. You are not even qualified to lift shoes in front of him. You are not worthy to teach me."

……

"Tianyu, it's not right for you to draw the bow like this. Be careful not to hurt yourself. Hold the bow with one hand and pull the string with the other..."

Ye Fan helped Tian Yu straighten his bow, and he ignored Ao Bing for a long time.

"Tianyang, don't use brute force to draw the bow, otherwise it will affect the aim."

"Uh...Miss Tianyu, what do you mean when you shoot, what do you mean when you shoot..."

……

Looking at Ye Fan who was so busy, Ao Bing felt bitter.

His rhetoric just now had been brewing for a long time, but he didn't expect that there was no audience at all.

But at this moment, the barefoot Daxian who was hiding in the secret place suddenly felt bored.

He had given up taking bows and arrows.

Because he knew that even if he took it, he would not be Ye Fan's opponent.

This kid's talent is really abnormal.

He walked out slowly, with a faint smile on his face.

After living for so long, he no longer cared about winning or losing the competition.

After calming down in my heart, I didn't have the momentum just now.

And when Ao Bing saw him, he was shocked.

Why did the Barefoot Immortal come here?

Did you hear that I was being bullied and came here to take revenge?
Ao Bing felt warm in his heart.

Since he came to heaven, he has been unwelcome.

Even the seniors are respectful and far away, and the master has only met once.

Only Daxian Barefoot is willing to make friends with him and teach him some bow and arrow skills from time to time.

Let him not only experience the care, but also be respected.

"Daxian, why are you here?" Ao Bing greeted him with a smile.

Do you know what it means to have a hot face and a cold butt?
I saw the barefoot fairy drifting past Ao Bing like a gust of wind, waving his sleeves without taking away a single cloud...

He walked slowly to Ye Fan.

"Boy, I admit that you are better at bow and arrow than me, okay? I admit defeat."

Ye Fan chuckled: "There is nothing to admit or not to this kind of thing, it's just for entertainment."

Yo heh.

I didn't expect this kid to be quite generous, and he didn't embarrass me.

"By the way, give me the immortal rope, don't try to renege on the debt."

Ao Bing had no choice but to throw his treasure to Ye Fan.

But he is not very distressed.

The fairy rope is made of dragon tendon.

Who said that only one dragon tendon can be made?
He still has it.

After getting the treasure, Ye Fan's heart burst.

You can clearly feel the power contained in it.

Haha, there is another treasure.

At this time, Tian Yu asked: "Ye Fan, why does Ao Bing take so long to aim when shooting? But you don't need it? And it looks like he is very tired after shooting."

"Because he is a waste, archery relies on feeling, not eyes." Ye Fan explained.

"Oh, so what does it feel like?"

"Feel the wind, feel the air, feel the target..."

Ye Fan closed his eyes slightly, and the bow and arrow in his hands were like dancing elves, spinning a few times rapidly.

I saw that he didn't even need to aim, he just shot the bow, and the arrow hit the bull's-eye without any surprise.

Seeing Ye Fan's flowing movements, Tian Yu nodded half-understanding: "I seem to understand!"

"Your Highness Tianyu, don't be deceived by Ye Fan! What does it feel like to feel the wind and the air? It's not that mysterious at all."

"If you want to shoot accurately, you must rely on your eyes. Only when you catch the target can you hit the first shot."

Ao Bing retorted from the side.

"But I feel that what Ye Fan said makes sense!"

Tian Yu picked up a bow: "I'll try it out first."

She focused her eyes and aimed for a long time before she opened the bow.

I chose Ao Bing's method. After all, Ye Fan's method was too abstract, and she couldn't comprehend it.

"Whoosh!"

The bow and arrow ended, only eight rings.

But obviously, for a rookie who is trying to bow for the first time, it is already very good.

Tian Yu cheered and was very happy!
Seeing such a cheerful little girl, Nezha and Barefoot Immortal also looked over and nodded appreciatively.

As expected of being the daughter of the Jade Emperor, her talent is really good.

If he is trained well, he will be a perfect archer with every shot.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, before everyone could react, another arrow shot out.

I saw that the arrow hit the bull's-eye, not even a hair's breadth.

I go!

Several people stared wide-eyed, astonished!
A girl who scored full marks for the first time in archery?

This...God, you tell us quickly, this is a coincidence!
Feeling the fiery eyes of everyone, Tian Yu's delicate and smooth face turned slightly red: "I tried the method taught by Ye Fan, and that's it!"

Whoa!
Everyone was shocked!

They always thought that Ye Fan was a genius, a genius that cannot be copied.

But someone can catch up with the genius and copy his method?
Sure enough, Ye Fan was a pervert, and even the little girl who stayed by his side was infected to become a pervert.

Otherwise, who would have thought of it before.

The Seventh Prince, who usually likes to play, has such a high talent for archery.

"Impossible, how could the first shot be so accurate? Is it because of Ye Fan's guidance? I don't believe it." Ao Bing was greatly shocked, shaking his head while backing away.

He didn't stop until he bumped into the Barefoot Immortal.

Looking back at that moment, tears welled up in his eyes.

He felt that he was useless, even if he came to heaven, he still couldn't compare with Ye Fan.

Is it due to talent?
Ao Bing's heart that has always been strong seems to be broken, and it is as hard as heaven to heal!
The Barefoot Immortal sighed slightly: "Ao Bing, don't worry about it! In fact, in the Six Realms, there are many people who are better and more talented than us."

"You don't have to be disappointed by the temporary defeat. Ye Fan's talents are very few, so you don't have to be rigid."

"And if you want to change, the first thing you need to do is not to become stronger, but to change your mentality."

He has lived for such a long time, and his evaluation of a person is very pertinent.

Ao Bing's failure lies entirely in his mentality.

He wants to win, he wants to crush.

But as a fairy, this kind of mentality is not advisable, and the utilitarianism should not be so heavy.

Turning hostility into friendship is the best result.

In this way, he can go farther and for a longer time.

"how to change?"

The Barefoot Immortal continued: "The courage to challenge the strong is your determination to be unafraid of tigers! Not admitting defeat is your capital that will never give up!"

"But I hope you will not be discouraged even if you lose a hundred times! Do you know?"

"Others are the way of being a human being, which needs to be realized and changed slowly by yourself. It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words."

Ao Bing couldn't help being shocked.

From such a small matter.

The Barefoot Immortal actually told him so many truths?

He didn't believe it, his heart ached unbearably, and he couldn't accept the reality, as if a sharp thorn kept piercing his heart.

Bloody, it hurts!
Ao Bing nodded dully: "I see!"

He staggered and walked out, without a trace of energy in his body, like a walking dead.

Everyone looked at his weak back and shook their heads, feeling sorry in their hearts.

Ao Bing was knocked down.

While he was lamenting, Ao Bing suddenly turned around, and there was an unprecedented firmness in his eyes.

"Ye Fan, your talent, I cast all my weight on the ground! But don't bully the young and poor, I will definitely make a comeback, overwhelm you, overtake, overwhelm you..."

"Daxian, I don't understand the state of mind you mentioned, but I am who I am, and I don't need to change for anyone. I will walk out of my own path..."

"Tianyang, in terms of archery, I have to admit that you are really inferior to Tianyu!"

Ye Fan shook his head. Although Tianyang could hit the eighth ring once, he couldn't continue to be accurate and kept wandering around.

"Bang!"

Ao Bing saw that Ye Fan was still flirting with his sister, and almost fell to the ground. Can you give me some respect?
My cruel words were in vain?
(End of this chapter)