Imperial College.

School grounds.

The shooting test has begun. The students whose names were read out first have already come on the field to show off their skills. However, the results are uneven. The best ones are far away from the target. There is no one who can score 100%.

The person who hits the bullseye.

The shooting test is divided into three sessions, short-range shooting, long-range shooting, and moving shooting. In the first session alone, you can already see the results of the students' practice, which is simply too terrible to look at.

Those who originally thought of taking this opportunity to impress Cao Guogong Li Wenzhong all looked like eggplants beaten by frost, lowering their heads in despair.

"Teng Ziqian!"

At this moment, Teng Ziqian's name came from the high platform.

It's Teng Ziqian's turn.

Teng Ziqian immediately responded and slowly walked out of the crowd. As he walked, he turned his head and looked at Hu Fei, who was still lazy. He gritted his teeth tightly, as if he had already thought that the bullseye was Hu Fei.

"Master Teng, it's up to you!"

"You must hit the bull's-eye!"

As Teng Ziqian appeared, the students present began to cheer loudly, as if they had regarded Teng Ziqian as their hope.

Teng Ziqian raised his head and slowly walked into the shooting range. After stretching his muscles, he picked up the bow and arrow.

Nocking an arrow, drawing the bow, and taking a deep breath!

"Whoosh!"

As Teng Ziqian exhaled the breath in his chest, the arrow on the bow shot out quickly, hitting the target directly, only a hair's breadth away from the target!

"Well done!"

"It has to be Mr. Teng!"

"Is this the best result?!"

As Teng Ziqian finished shooting the first arrow, a burst of cheers broke out from the crowd.

Even the doctors and teaching assistants sitting on the high platform couldn't help but nodded. The doctor in charge of teaching the radiology department was even more proud. He finally raised his head that had been lowered and felt confident in his heart.

But Li Wenzhong, who was sitting in the middle, didn't look very good-looking. As a battle-hardened man, with such a score in archery, he was no different from a loser.

If it weren't for the fact that all the people present were students of the Imperial College, he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

Now that they can go to the battlefield in the future, how many of these people are willing to go? Which one is not the son of a prince, and which family is willing to let them go to the battlefield?

Thinking of this, Li Wenzhong couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, retracted his thoughts, and continued to look at the field.

There were three assessments in total, each with three arrows. Teng Ziqian had already shot all three arrows. Almost all three arrows were at the same position. Among all the participants, the position he hit was closest to the bullseye!

He is the one with the best grades so far!

After taking a look at the results, Teng Ziqian showed a proud sneer at the corner of his mouth, turned back to the crowd, and turned to look at Hu Fei as he walked, his eyes full of provocation.

He was sure of victory, because Hu Fei had just entered the Imperial Academy and had never even taken an archery class. He might not have even touched a bow in his entire life. There was no reason for him to lose!

"Hu Fei!"

At this moment, Hu Fei's name was announced on the high platform.

Hu Fei just raised his hand, waved his folding fan and walked out.

But then there was a burst of laughter and ridicule from the crowd.

"Master Hu is really not a mortal. He even wears a folding fan when shooting arrows. Are you planning to use a fan?!"

"The god of poetry shoots an arrow, which is unheard of!"

"Hahaha!"

Some of them said some unpleasant things in order to please Teng Ziqian.

Listening to these mocking laughter, Pei Jie, who was standing in the crowd, looked gloomy, but now he ignored these people and stared at the young master with all his attention.

Li Wenzhong said that if Hu Fei fails the examination, he will be severely punished!

As Hu Fei walked out of the crowd, Li Wenzhong, who was sitting on the high platform, narrowed his eyes and followed Hu Fei with a strange sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Hu Fei walked into the shooting range, casually inserted the folding fan into the back of his neck, and began to examine the bow and arrows in a serious manner, carefully selecting them.

He was the only one who did this. The others just went up and shot arrows without any of these details.

"Hurry up, Mr. Hu, why are you dawdling?"

"You're not feeling guilty, are you?"

"You can't even hit the target, can you?"

Someone in the crowd started to jeer again.

Although there has never been a person who can hit the target, there has never been a person who missed the target.

Teng Ziqian stood in the crowd and looked at Hu Fei's inexplicable behavior. He curled his lips and shook his head. His face was full of disdain. He was sure that he would win today!

The face I lost at the poetry and calligraphy conference will definitely be regained today!

But Li Wenzhong, who was sitting on the high platform, could not help but frown at this moment, a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

In the shooting range, Hu Fei was still choosing the bow and arrows casually, then suddenly stuck out his tongue, raised his head slightly, and closed his eyes slightly.

"Hey?! Are you thirsty or hungry?"

"Why does it look like a baby waiting to be fed?"

"If it doesn't work, give up. It's better than missing the target!"

Seeing Hu Fei's increasingly inexplicable behavior, someone in the crowd jeered again.

But at this moment, Hu Fei suddenly nocked an arrow, drew his bow, and aimed at the target. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and let go of his hand to shoot out the arrow!

The carefully selected arrow seemed to turn into a thunderbolt, flashing past in an instant and hitting the bullseye steadily!

Hit the target!

The crowd fell silent for an instant, everyone froze on the spot, and the sound of someone taking a breath seemed to echo in the air!

Even the doctors and teaching assistants sitting on the high platform were shocked and stood up one after another, thinking that they had seen it wrong.

But the result is obvious. Hu Fei hit the bullseye with the first arrow! Surpassing everyone!

Teng Ziqian, who was standing in the crowd, turned pale instantly and shook his head involuntarily, his heart full of unwillingness and disbelief.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Hu Fei picking up the second arrow, speeding up the speed of nocking the arrow and drawing the bow, and shot it out with a whoosh!

Then the third arrow!

One arrow is faster than the other, and all three arrows hit the bullseye!

"How can this be?!"

"Is there something wrong with his bow and arrows?!"

"How could he hit the bullseye with three arrows in a row! He has only been here a few days!"

A panicked discussion broke out in the crowd. No one wanted to believe that those three arrows were shot by Hu Fei, because no one wanted to lose, and lose so miserably.

Li Wenzhong, who was sitting on the high platform, looked at Hu Fei as if he were a monster, and the surprise and disbelief in his eyes could not be concealed.

Hu Fei's results exceeded everyone's expectations!

"It doesn't matter, this is the first game, we still have a chance!"

"Yes, we must come back in the next two games!"

The students comforted themselves, but their expressions became uglier each one.

At this moment, Hu Fei turned to look at the high platform.

"Can I finish the next two games directly? There are too many people, and I am really bored waiting."

Hu Fei looked at the PhD assistants on the stage and asked lazily.

After hearing what Hu Fei said, the doctoral teaching assistants were stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

The students in the audience even let out a burst of exclamations and looked at Hu Fei in disbelief.

"Let him continue!"

When all the doctoral assistants were wondering how to proceed, Li Wenzhong spoke.

"Okay! Then you can continue. There are also three arrows in the next two games. If you hit one, you will be qualified!"

Immediately afterwards, the doctor of radiology said loudly to Hu Fei, his face flushed, and there was a smile that could not be hidden at the corner of his mouth.

Hu Fei nodded, said nothing, picked six arrows, and walked straight into the second venue. Without thinking, he shot three arrows in succession!

The second shot was a long shot, almost double the shooting distance of the first shot!

But after Hu Fei shot all three arrows, a burst of exclamations erupted from the scene again!

Hu Fei's three arrows all hit the bullseye again! There was no deviation!

Such a result made even Li Wenzhong unable to sit still. He couldn't help but stood up and stared at Hu Fei as he walked towards the third venue.

The third game is mobile shooting. Under the braking of a special mechanism, the target will keep moving left and right, and the speed will keep changing without any rules.

As Hu Fei walked into the third court, the students, doctors, teaching assistants, and Li Wenzhong present all opened their eyes wide, waiting for Hu Fei to complete this third mobile shot.

Only Teng Ziqian, who was stunned in the crowd, did not dare to have any expectations in his heart at this time, his face was ashen, and he was mumbling something.

"Missed...missed..."
Chapter completed!