Jing Zhichen’s worries are not unreasonable.

I saw a senior next to Qin Xin pulling the bowstring with great momentum.

He practiced the wind power in the seminary for three years and has achieved some success.

As the bowstrings opened, the sound of the strong wind made people's eardrums hurt, and when his arrows broke through the air, people could even hear the terrible sound of the air being torn apart.

"What is he doing?" Bai Chi couldn't understand and muttered.

Jing Zhichen said heavily: "He is using the wind to speed up. Other people's arrows reach the bull's eye in ten seconds, and he may be able to handle them in one second. Moreover, he can also modify the direction of the arrow halfway to ensure that he hit the bull's eye."

Of course, it can also modify the direction of other people's arrows.

Sure enough, after the senior hit the bull's eye with one arrow, the arrows of the people around him were tilted.

Driven by his wind, he deviated from his original track!

But no one dared to blame him - he just blamed himself for not being good at learning skills and being unable to withstand the interference of other people's supernatural powers. What else do you have to say?

The senior was full of confidence and fired five arrows in a row.

Finally, the arrows were so crowded that there was no place for the bull's eye.

He smiled: "It seems that we can only settle for the next best, a little bit wrong."

Just as he glanced at the achievements of others around him with a smile, his eyes stopped on Qin Xin's bull's eye.

There was actually another person, dog, shit, and luck, and he hit an arrow?

He frowned and saw Qin Xin slowly pulling the arrow and pulling the bow.

I couldn't help but sneer: "I didn't expect to shoot the toy. How many arrows have you wasted to hit this time?"

Ding Dou shouted indignantly: "We Sister Xin didn't waste it. She kept firing arrows and shot more than you!"

The other party smiled even more sarcastically: "Well, it's really excellent to win this one in ten."

Ding Dou was so mocked by him that his face turned red and his neck was thick, but he didn't know how to fight back.

It was Ao Xinghao who helped him: "Yes, our hearts are excellent. When you fart here, our hearts have already shot ten more arrows. Excellent!"

The other party's face froze and he quickly took the arrow to continue.

This time, not only did the wind power double, but also specially divided half of the spiritual power to disrupt Qin Xin's archery trajectory.

I saw Qin Xin's small arrow blown to the side by him in an instant.

But Ding Dou was so angry that the three major players in the audience and Jing Zhichen:

"You are so shameless!"

"Or isn't a man?"

"That's a shameful guy who has no strength is doing such a crooked way!"

However, the other party's face was beyond imagination: "Being able to interfere with the opponent is also a kind of strength. If you have the ability, you can also interfere with me."

He shot 5 arrows in a row again and hit the position around the bullseye.

Even so, he was still the one who hit the most in the game.

I looked at Qin Xin with a squinted look. The arrow he had blown was flying where he had gone. There was only one lonely arrow opposite Qin Xin.

Qin Xin herself was still slowly continuing to pull the bow and strings, focusing and calm, as if any changes around her could not affect her.

The senior sneered: "A woman is a woman, she can't recognize her position or reality."

He has already won firmly and no longer has to shoot arrows, but instead puts his hands on his chest and waits for the referee to announce his results.

A few seconds later, the referee blew the whistle: "Stop! The game is over!"
Chapter completed!