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Chapter 512 This Time It's My Own Target

Although the competition had officially begun, the audience was holding their breath, but no player dared to shoot the first arrow.

The pressure is indeed great. It seems that all the contestants did not expect the first event to be so intense. Their apparent calmness was probably just an act.

If the first arrow misses, the following arrows will probably miss the target.

"No contestant has shot an arrow yet? Is the first event of the archery competition going to end with such a regrettable result?"

"Ah."

After hearing what Big Mouth Mob said, Flying Feather Knight sneered, bent the bow, aimed, and pulled the bow in one go.

His arms were straight and there was not even any trembling from the action of drawing the bow.

Beichen dared to guarantee that this guy could definitely break the bowstring of the bow in his hand if he wanted to.

The arrow flew towards the palm-sized target in a trajectory that didn't look like a parabola but was actually a parabola.

In such an open space, the sound of arrows breaking through the air could even be heard throughout the entire stadium.

The result, of course, was that he hit the target. After a short flight, the arrow hit the target directly and smashed it into pieces. However, the speed of the arrow did not decrease at all and it still flew straight backwards.

The arrow was finally blocked by a transparent barrier, making a loud crisp sound.

"What, what sound!"

"It seems like it hit the barrier. Is the sound so loud?"

"Did the Flying Feather Knight hit the target? He certainly wouldn't miss it!"

Just as what the spectator said was confirmed, the huge electronic screen just above the center of the stadium was showing the scores of each player, and now there was a green light behind the name of Flying Feather Knight.

"He hit it! He hit it!"

"Oh! The Flying Feather Knight!"

Ignoring the cheers of the audience, before the other contestants could react, he turned sideways to face another target, and just like before, he bent the bow, aimed, pulled the bow, and released the arrow.

As expected, the arrow hit the target accurately again and hit the transparent barrier with a loud noise.

The same thing happened with the third arrow. The filming drone was almost close to his face, ready to capture him shooting the last arrow, but he was not affected at all.

The moment the arrow was shot, he put down the bow and arrow and raised his hand to greet the audience.

The final green light came even later than the audience's cheers.

For a moment, the entire stadium was shouting his name.

"Flying Feather Knight! Flying Feather Knight! Flying Feather Knight!"

"I guess this guy is really handsome, with so many feathers of feathered beasts on his head. No wonder he is called the Flying Feather Knight. Are you the modern Hua Rong?"

Beichen complained quietly at the side while looking at the electronic screen above his head.

Time is starting to run out. If I don't shoot this first arrow, I won't have time to aim later.

"Is this the strength of Flying Feather Knight? He is indeed the dark horse of the last tournament. What kind of surprises will he bring us this time?"

The other nine people in the same group as the Flying Feather Knight were of course also very capable. They were able to hit almost all three targets. Only two missed an arrow due to some minor mistakes, but the audience still cheered enthusiastically.

Of course, the further back you go, the lower the ranking is, and the strength in this aspect is indeed not comparable to those in the first tier.

Of course, if the target is hit, there will be applause from the audience, but most of the time it just makes the audience laugh or boo.

Beichen suspected that this arrangement was intentional. Instead of evenly distributing the strong and weak contestants into several groups, they were arranged directly like this in order to meet the needs of the audience.

Some of them hit all the targets, while others only hit a few arrows in the whole group, which made the audience laugh. The emotional value was maximized.

It's like, "What? Didn't hit any arrows? Hahaha, then can't I do it too?"

By the way, Yuanya also hit all three targets in a very short time, even shorter than Feiling Knight.

However, most people only paid attention to how many targets were hit, and there was no ranking of time on the scoreboard, so the Flying Feather Knight still ranked first.

It was Beichen's turn to play. The group he was in was the last one, and their strength should be at the bottom of the group.

Anyway, the audience is waiting to see the fun, and some have even started betting on how many targets the last group will hit in total.

The current popular guessing options are 3 targets and 4 targets.

Well, at least it's not zero.

Beichen also boarded the lift. His height was neither too high nor too low, exactly the sixth floor. At this time, some spectators had already noticed him and were pointing at him and shouting.

"Hey, is this the contestant who didn't bring anything? Look at his bow, it's really the only one he brought to the competition!"

"Come on, little brother. Prove yourself to them. Those auxiliary devices are unnecessary!"

There were even people who cheered for Beichen, and they didn't mean any harm.

"Gaga, ga ga, add some oil to the egg. I can't even see the target without the sight."

Beichen placed his hand at eyebrow level, wishing he had clairvoyance.

"Pretend to be serious."

Beichen also took aim in a serious manner, actually locating the position of his target.

"One, two, three...six. OK, I found it."

Beichen drew his bow and shot an arrow casually.

Don't be impatient, let the arrow fly for a while.

As the first person in the group to shoot, Beichen's result was naturally the most eye-catching...even though no one thought he could hit the target.

bite!.

There was a crisp sound, that was the sound of the green light coming on.

Haha, I'm a hacker, how could I miss the target?

"How can it be!"

Big Mouth Mob's surprised voice also sounded at this time.

"This arrow was shot by Beichen, but the extra point went to Youko. What's going on?"

Wait a minute, wasn't I shooting at my target?

Beichen was stunned for a moment, then counted again.

"One, two, three... Damn it, I even counted wrong just now!"

Beichen wanted to slap himself twice.

"Big, big brother...what's going on?"

Below Beichen, the contestant named Youke said in shock that he hadn't even shot the arrow yet, so how could he have gotten extra points.

"Consider it a gift to you!"

Beichen pulled the bow again in a fit of anger and shot an arrow. He shot the second arrow while the first arrow was flying.

This time, of course, it flew towards its own target.