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Chapter 478: Marksman

As soon as these words came out, the scene was once again in an uproar.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng with disbelief. Who gave him the courage to say such arrogant words?

One person challenges Yongzhou Eight Cavalry!?

What an international joke!

Crazy?

Even if Ye Feng defeated Li Pingliang with a terrifying momentum just now, facing the Eight Cavalry this time, he definitely has no chance of winning.

"Haha..." When Han Muchun saw this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. He thought to himself that this kid would go crazy after winning a game. Isn't this asking for his own death?

So Han Muchun hurriedly said: "Brother, please join forces and teach this kid a lesson!"

Hearing this, Li Pingliang glared at his cousin again and shouted: "Shut up!"

Don’t you think it’s causing too much trouble for you?

Han Muchun was so frightened that he shrank his head and did not dare to say any more.

"Haha..." On the other side of the high-rise stands, Han Shanhe couldn't help but laugh, "As expected of my adopted brother, he is really brave! He will challenge the entire Yongzhou Eight Cavalry from the very beginning!"

"But since you want to become the God of War, you must have one person who can stop a million divisions. Just eight cavalry, of course!"

Han Shanhe thought that as long as his sworn brother could defeat the Eight Cavalry, his position as the God of War would be certain!

"Stop being so arrogant!"

At this time, Luo Qiuyan came out and reprimanded: "Don't think that with a little strange power, you can do whatever you want in our Yongzhou Army!"

"If you want to be in command, what you need to consider is your overall ability. You must not only have strength, but also have brains! How can you command the three armies with brute force alone!?"

good!

As soon as he said this, he won the approval of everyone present.

In particular, Shen Changqing, the Minister of War, also took the initiative to say: "This time the selection of the God of War is not just a simple competition in the ring, but also a person's comprehensive quality!"

"Although you are more capable than Li Pingliang, if you want to ascend to the position of God of War, you still need to prove yourself in other aspects!"

Ye Feng nodded.

Having said that, Ye Feng had no intention of participating in the selection normally this time.

As the only person in the audience who holds the Yongzhou Military Tiger Talisman, why do you have to compete with others?

"The God of War also needs to have the ability to fight alone. He can kill an enemy general thousands of miles away!"

At this time, Luo Qiuyan stepped forward, bowed and arrowed, and spoke provocatively.

"Do you dare to compete with me?"

"If you win this bow in my hand, I will obey you!"

When everyone around saw this, they exclaimed again.

Luo Qiuyan is a well-known marksman in the army. He can hit hundreds of hits without anyone being able to match him.

He once pierced more than ten enemies with one arrow and became famous in one battle.

The Feiyu Battalion under her command is the most famous archer team in the Yongzhou Army. With thousands of arrows fired, it is invincible in every battle.

When it comes to arrows, let alone the Yongzhou Army, even if we look at the entire Kyushu War Zone, no one can be her opponent.

Everyone thought that if Ye Feng dared to fight, he would definitely lose!

However, Ye Feng did not hesitate and nodded directly and agreed.

"Come on," Ye Feng said calmly, "Then let me see how powerful your marksman is!"

As for the Yongzhou Eight Cavalry, Ye Feng still needs to convince them one by one. This can also be regarded as paving the way for him to command the entire Yongzhou Army.

"Okay, glad!" Luo Qiuyan didn't expect Ye Feng to agree so simply, and she couldn't help but look at him differently.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Qiuyan threw a bow to Ye Feng and said: "Then let's have a test and shoot the moving bull's-eye!"

The so-called moving bullseye is a target that passes by at high speed like a Frisbee in mid-air.

In a limited time, the more targets you hit, the more superb your archery skills are.

Shooting moving targets is a very important skill in the military.

After all, on the battlefield, the enemy will not be a dead target, just standing there waiting for you to shoot.

How to kill more moving targets in a short period of time is an indispensable ability in the military.

Feiyuying under Luo Qiuyan is also a leader in this field.

The arrows from Feiyu camp will fall like rain, making the enemy frightened.

"let's start!"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Qiuyan waved his hand and gave orders to the people next to him.

Immediately, hundreds of fast-moving targets appeared in mid-air like a long dragon, crossing the entire school grounds.

Luo Qiuyan didn't say much, but he grabbed it casually, stretched out his bow and stringed it, and found more than thirty arrows in his hand!

——Whoosh!

Only one sound was heard, a long cry that broke through the air.

More than thirty arrows were shot out at the same time, like a goddess scattering flowers, directly hitting the target.

In the blink of an eye, amid bursts of exclamations from everyone, more than thirty arrows hit the target's bullseye and shot it down.

Moreover, every arrow accurately penetrates the center of the target without any deviation!

If these were enemies flying towards them, Luo Qiuyan would have buried them all with just one arrow!

——Wow!

The scene suddenly erupted into bursts of uproar and exclamation.

"That's awesome!"

"It's like magic!"

"I only shot one arrow, but it was so powerful. I am worthy of being the best marksman in Yongzhou!"

Han Muchun, who was standing by, was also dumbfounded and exclaimed: "As expected of Mr. Luo!"

At the same time, he thought with some regret, it would be better if the target was the boy named Ye.

Mr. Luo, show mercy.

If two people were to shoot each other, the boy named Ye would be disabled if not dead!

"Not bad..." On the other side of the stands, a group of high-ranking officials and dignitaries headed by the Minister of War all nodded in praise.

Although there is no master in the Yongzhou army, there are many talents in the army, each with unique skills.

Just talking about his archery skills, which can penetrate the Yangtze River with a hundred steps, has already shocked the three army conferences, and no one is dissatisfied.

"Oops...it's a bit troublesome now..."

Seeing this, Han Shanhe couldn't help but feel worried about Ye Feng.

If it was a martial arts contest, he would naturally have confidence in his sworn brother.

But I didn't expect that these eight Yongzhou cavalrymen were more skilled in archery than they were in swordsmanship.

Not to mention his sworn brother, even if he were to die in person, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to compete with this long-famous marksman.

Everyone at the scene was also thinking that there was no need to continue the competition.

Even if the opponent is given a hundred chances, can he still replicate the power of Luo Qiuyan's arrow just now!?

"Haha, Third Sister hasn't used her full strength yet!" Cao Mingwan, one of the Eight Riders, also laughed and said, "Boy, hurry up and admit defeat!"

Amidst the doubts from the audience.

Ye Feng took his time, pulled the bow in his hand, and said calmly: "It's my turn!"

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