Ding Yu felt that Qin Xin was the only one who was in the limelight when he participated in the competition.

In fact, many viewers in the field also thought so. Whether it was a girl or a boy, they didn’t even care about a weak woman like Qin Xin and were competing with a group of strong men.

The contestants who competed together could not be more obvious, and they sniffed at Qin Xin, a competitor: "Little girl, are you a freshman? You don't know what level of competition is for archery? You just need to pick up the flying arrows for the seniors, why bother to join in the fun."

Qin Xin glanced at the man lightly: "Only those with poor levels will lose their lives and leave arrows."

The implication is that your level is too poor.

Neither humble nor arrogant, just give the other party a tough nail!

The contestant was covered in dust and gritted his teeth: "Hmph, you don't need to teach you a lesson, you don't know that the sky is high."

Qin Xin was not innocent and unrestrained: "It depends on who taught whom."

The player wanted to show off his words again, but the referee had already blew the whistle: "Everyone is here! Prepare-"

A total of twenty-five contestants who signed up for the competition, twenty-four men and one women, lined up in a row and took their seats in the temporary archery field.

Qin Xin took out his crossbow.

The little one is like a toy compared to the bows and arrows in the hands of those boys.

A burst of laughter broke out in the audience.

"Look, that freshman is too confident. He comes to the competition with his toys."

"This is not self-confidence or conceit, and I don't know myself clearly. She doesn't know that those are all wind-type superpowers? If I remember correctly, this new student is a wood-type, and it is completely incompatible with archery. How can I shoot well?"

"Reality will educate her."

"Women just practice it casually. If they take care of their husbands and children in the future, do they really think they can be on par with men and compete for the world?"

Qiqibaba's remarks are becoming less and less perverted.

The statement that some boys ruined their views made Jing Zhichen, Ao Xinghao and the others blush.

Qin Xin was focused, as if she had heard nothing and could not affect her determination. She gently wiped the small crossbow.

It seemed like I had returned to the night that Nalan Yejue gave her.

That night, she saw him killing the supernatural person with his own eyes with a small crossbow, which was straightforward and powerful.

He said that the maker of this crossbow was the senior high priest who was once the Supernatural Alliance.

It is a family heirloom gifted to his father many years ago and passed down to him.

And he solemnly handed it to her at this moment.

"You are my little wife, the future mistress of the Nalan family, and it should protect you."

"Mrs. I know you don't like wearing jewelry, but please promise me that you will definitely carry this little crossbow with you in the future."

"When encountering this kind of attack from a psychic, it may be able to protect you for your husband."

"Of course, I will never want you to have a day of use, because I must personally protect you."

Thinking of his solemn entrustment, a slight mist floated in Qin Xin's eyes.

Things in the world are unpredictable. Unexpectedly, the little crossbow he gave her was really guarding her side for him.

He accompanied her through the forest of life and death and accompanied her to the arena of the seminary.

Qin Xin took a deep breath, put on the bow, pulled the string, and followed the referee's order!

With a "swoosh--" a small arrow broke through the air.

Jing Zhichen looked behind her.

He remembered how her handsome appearance of pulling arrows in the forest of life and death shocked Silver Bear.

If she hadn't been against a senior brother with wind power, she might have won.

But those wind-type superpowers...

Not only help yourself, but also interfere with others!
Chapter completed!