Jiang Wentian's half-white thick eyebrows moved. Although he had not seen anyone else during this period, he knew everything that happened in Nanfengling.
"This little guy wants to show off his talent, but is this going to force himself too much?"
Jiang Wentian still liked his grandson very much, but considering the overall situation, the East Hospital was not able to shoulder the heavy responsibility. Forcibly entrusting him with the position of palace master would lead to the destruction of the Jiang family.
This is also the reason why he did not stop the West Court from devouring the East Court.
Today will be the time for him to make a decision.
At this time, Jiang Chen's fingers holding the arrow quietly released.
The moment the arrow left the string, the force caused the Soul-Living Bow to twist and bounce.
Snap!
Not far after the arrow flew, the sound of the porcelain pot breaking was heard. Because it was too far away, people were not sure whether the porcelain pot was broken or whether it was the late-stage Juyuan realm who was present to determine the results.
Not only did he break the record, he also surpassed Jiang Feng and Jin Jie by an absolute margin.
"Oh my god! Jiang Chen, how did you do it?" Jiang Lu ran over excitedly, admiring her very much.
"It's very simple."
Jiang Chen replied and looked at Jiang Feng and Jin Jie who were speechless in front of them.
Not far away, Meng Fei, who was looking for trouble with Jiang Chen, was stunned for a moment, but he was absolutely unwilling to admit that Jiang Chen was better than him. He sneered and said: "This thing Nanfengling made for self-entertainment, who knows how accurate it is?"
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"That's right, if senior brother goes, he may reach three thousand steps." His junior sister Liu Fei said.
"certainly."
Meng Fei nodded without hesitation, and was also thinking about whether to step forward and give it a try, but he felt that he was not sure and it was not worth the risk.
"It's only two thousand steps, which means it's not that difficult at all. I can do it, too. You have the ability to shoot at the farthest target of three thousand steps." Jin Jie was still arrogant, relying on the fact that she didn't miss just now to provoke.
Jiang Chen glanced at Sanqianbu's porcelain pot and had to squint to spot the black spot.
"You said it."
But Jiang Chen actually took another arrow and aimed it at the porcelain pot of Three Thousand Steps.
When you pull the Soul-Living Bow, the power gathered is not your own true energy, but the so-called soul strength. It is like imagining your consciousness as water, constantly filling a well.
The more you fill it in, the greater the strength and the farther the range.
When Jiang Chen shot the two-thousand-step porcelain pot just now, he didn't feel any difficulty, which meant that he could choose a higher one.
He loosened his fingers again, and the arrow flew away like a wild horse.
Many people stood up and couldn't believe that the arrow would hit the target.
Snap!
However, the familiar breaking sound came again.
At this moment, Meng Fei completely gave up the idea of going up and giving it a try.
Jiang Chen smiled knowingly, handed the Soul-Living Bow to Jin Jie, and said, "Don't you want to try it a second time too? You can do it now."
"Hmph, this toy for children, I really thought it had some reference value." It took Jin Jie a long time to hold back these words.
Her words caused dissatisfaction among many disciples of Jiang Mansion, and even Jiang Feng was not able to speak for her.
Whether the Soul-Living Bow is easy to use or not is a summary of Jiang Mansion's decades of experience. The group of people with the best results every year will have gratifying achievements in the next few years.
Jin Jie is obviously tough-talking, but she is very annoying.
Suddenly, Murong Feng from the Wenjian Sect stood up and said: "Master Jiang, I am here to be a guest. I feel sorry for disturbing you. How about this? I have an iron sword here. It is the Wentian Sword of the Wenjian Sect. It is imprisoned.
Inside, a person's swordsmanship talent is tested, which can also be said to be martial arts talent. The more swords are drawn, the better the talent is. It is used to test the talent of the young people in Jiang Mansion."
"This is not bad, it can better demonstrate the effectiveness of the Soul-Living Bow." Jin Jie heard that it was from Wenjian Sect, but her attitude was completely different.
"Thank you very much."
Jiang Wentian thought for a while and determined that Wenjianmen had a good intention and accepted it happily.
"To be polite, it doesn't matter if the Sword Sect can be used repeatedly."
When Murong Feng spoke, he glanced at Jiang Chen and said, "Besides, I also want to know the potential of the young talents in the Jiang family. If he pulls out two-thirds of the Wentian Sword, it will be considered as one of the requirements for a disciple of the Wenjian Sect."
"What?!"
Now even Meng Fei came over and wanted to try the Wentian Sword.
Not to mention other Jiang family disciples.
It's a pity that there are only two Wentian Swords, which are even fewer than the Soul-Living Bow.
"This is Wenjianmen's testing tool. Do you still have the courage to try it again?" Jin Jie turned around and looked at Jiang Chen again, with a provocative face.
"Childish, you are going to be slapped in the face again this time, how are you going to defend yourself?"
"That's absolutely impossible!"
Jin Jie glared at him again and yelled angrily.
"Really?" Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile.
His attitude angered Jin Jie, who arrogantly stepped forward, pushed past the first Jiang disciple who wanted to draw his sword, and put her jade hand on the hilt of the sword.
Before others could complain, Jin Jie started to exert her strength.
The Wentian Sword, which looks similar to an ordinary iron sword, seems to have its blade and scabbard stuck together. Rather than pulling it out, it's better to say it's pulling out a little bit.
Jin Jie suppressed her face until it turned red, and then the sword blade was drawn out, but the speed of drawing became slower and slower, and it stopped completely when the blade was halfway out.
Jin Jie let out a strange cry, let go of his hands, and retracted the sword impatiently.
"Was it two-thirds just now?" Jin Jie asked impatiently.
"Yes, you have completed one of the requirements for the disciples of Wenjian Sect. If you are interested, you can go to Wenjian Sect for other tests. If you all pull out the Wentian Sword, you can join directly." Murong Feng said with a smile.
This result is acceptable to Jin Jie. If Wenjian Sect was so easy to join, it would not be Wenjian Sect.
She regained her complacent look again, looked at Jiang Chen, and shouted, "Now, do you still dare to compete with me?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Jiang Chen chuckled lightly, stepped forward quickly, and stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the iron sword.
At this moment, everyone became excited.
Especially the people from the Jiang Mansion. Jiang Chen's performance on the Soul-Living Bow just now was so amazing. If he fails on the Wentian Sword, it means there is a big problem with the accuracy of the Soul-Living Bow test.
Outsiders present between Jiang Mansion and Wenjian Sect would naturally be inclined to trust the latter's testing tools.
Jiang Chen didn't dare to neglect, he held the hilt of the sword with his left hand and quietly exerted force.
The Wentian Sword, which was powerful in other people's hands, had a completely different change in his hands. It was unsheathed extremely smoothly and quickly.
There was no resistance from the beginning to the end of the whole process. Everything happened very quickly. By the time people reacted, the Wentian Sword was already in Jiang Chen's hand.
"Uh, what's going on?" Jiang Chen naturally didn't expect it.
"Pull it out?!"
This was the first time for everyone present to see the blade of Wentian Sword. Not only the people around, but even the two people from Wentian Sect were stunned.
"You just said that if you completely pull out the Wentian Sword, can you become a disciple of the Wentian Sword Sect?" Jiang Lu asked.
"Yes." Murong Feng nodded, his eyes never leaving Jiang Chen.
"Jiang Chen, how old are you?" Li Lie also asked a breathtaking question.
"Sixteen years old."
"You can indeed become a disciple of Wenjian Sect, are you interested in joining?" Murong Feng extended an olive branch and smiled slightly.