Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

He said without any hesitation, but in fact Ji Wuchen was very unconfident in his heart.

The dream team, it seems that they have never practiced bow and arrow, have they?
This is somewhat unfair.

Although Qinglong and the others are very powerful in combat, they are better than archery...

Ji Wuchen had a headache for a while, and could only hope that the Dream Team would not lose face.

Zhao Longkong's dazzling performance also left others speechless for a long time.

"Gan!"

A soldier who missed the target before could not help but curse.

"Compared to him, I feel like a waste!"

A soldier beside him patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't be like that, be confident."

The off-target soldier nodded, expressing his encouragement.

Unexpectedly, the person who comforted him continued: "Take out the word "feeling", and you are a waste."

"Fuck!"

The soldier burst into foul language.

After Zhao Longkong, in the next round came two men from the Mighty Army. They were also extremely powerful. The two arrows with ten rings made everyone feel unbelievable.

Although the two of them didn't explode the target, they were able to hit the tenth ring from a thousand steps away, and the arrow was not penetrated by more than three inches. This kind of strength was terrifying enough.

They are just young people!
"There are two grandmasters again... Are grandmasters so common in the Mighty Army?"

Ji Wuchen looked solemn.

Wang Zhi sighed.

"What is a grandmaster? It's just a third grade. It's just an ignorant schoolboy. It's not worth mentioning."

He is an unfathomable master, with a high probability of breaking through the realm of a master, Ji Wuchen chose to play dead and dare not speak.

After all, Ji Wuchen himself is just a lower third grade grandmaster, a "ignorant schoolboy".

Not only Ji Wuchen, but among the generals on the stage, there were also several lower third ranks, who were extremely embarrassed when they heard this.

The presiding official reads out the next group again.

"Dream team, Qinglong!"

"Dream team, Xuanwu!"

……

It was Fu'an's turn to play.

Ji Wuchen looked over, a little worried that these guys would lose face.

Wang Yong also rarely raised his eyes and stared at the past.

This is a team based on Tiance Battalion as its predecessor, and he doesn't want it to be left behind.

When you're older, it's inevitable that you'll feel nostalgic.

The two soldiers in the eastern theater were with Fu An and the others.

"Hey, Dream Team, what the hell name, it is indeed a team of trash, I really don't know how you got into the military exercise quota."

The soldier sneered mercilessly.

Fu An was furious and almost couldn't restrain himself, he raised his longbow and wanted to hit someone.

Qinglong stopped him.

"Xuanwu, you are too impatient."

Qinglong was always calm and never looked at the soldier more than once.

He has his pride and will not fight these ants.

Unless the other party is the task target.

Fu An stared at the soldier coldly, turned around and ignored him.

"Coward."

The soldier shrugged disdainfully.

He has no enmity with Qinglong and others, but he just can't understand their self-righteous appearance.

Doesn't anyone really think that they can be compared with the mighty army?

Shooting begins.

The soldier bent his bow and set his arrow, aiming carefully for a long time, and the arrow flew out of the string.

"Ding!"

The arrow hit the target steadily, and there was a sound of metal and iron clanging.

The soldier's expression changed.

His arrow skills are very good, he hit the eight rings straight, but his accuracy is enough, but his strength is not enough, he can only leave a white mark on the target, and the arrow failed to penetrate.

"Damn!"

He cursed, a little dissatisfied.

This archery target does not know what material it is, but it is so hard.

However, the more this happened, the more he understood Zhao Longkong's strength, how much strength he needed to shoot such a hard target with one arrow.

He turned his head to look at Fu An, and found that the guy had chosen the hardest bow and was aiming.

The soldier sneered, wanting to taunt.

What are you aiming at, as if you can hit the target?

"Whoosh!"

Before the words could be uttered, Fu An shot a sharp arrow from his finger.

The arrow pierced the air, making a sharp sound, and the momentum was astonishing.

The strong wind made the soldier's face ache, and his hair danced wildly.

A thousand steps away, an instant passes by.

"Ding!"

The arrow was firmly nailed to the red heart of the target, the arrow penetrated more than two inches, and the wings at the end of the arrow were trembling.

Ten rings!

The soldiers were dumbfounded, a little in disbelief.

"This!"

Fu An put away his longbow, gave the soldier a cold look, and left straight away.

In the process of leaving, he deliberately bumped into the soldier, causing the latter to fall to the ground with great force.

"There are always some cats and dogs who can't do it themselves, and think that the whole world is as rubbish as him."

Fu An was talking to himself, the voice was not too low, but it was just enough for the soldier to hear.

He hit the ten rings with one arrow, and there was no need to continue shooting.

The soldier's face turned blue and purple, looked at Fu An's back with some fear, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground.

Qinglong looked cold and hadn't shot yet.

He didn't bend his bow until Fu An left, and the hardest bow was stretched to the extreme in his hands.

That relaxed look, as if he was just pulling a child's toy.

The true essence is condensed, and the green dragon looks like a random arrow piercing through the air.

"Roar!"

The arrows were glowing and glowing, and the mighty true energy was condensed, and the sound was like the roar of tigers and leopards, which was extremely frightening.

The arrow pierced through the air and turned into a phantom of a ferocious beast with teeth and claws, impacting on the fragile archery target, tearing it into pieces instantly.

After the target was shattered, the arrow's momentum remained undiminished, and it flew several hundred meters before sinking deeply into a boulder as tall as a person.

Qinglong turned and left, ignoring the stunned people around him, as if he had done a trivial thing.

He didn't say anything harsh, and threw the longbow back to the weapon rack at will.

A careful person looked over and noticed that the longbow string had been broken.

This guy!
His performance was even more dazzling than that of Zhao Longkong!
The hairs on the hairs of those who had ridiculed the Dream Team before realized that they had the capital to be proud. Fu An and the others could really be compared with the Mighty Army.

"It's ok."

Wang Yong was silent for a while, and commented softly.

There was a smile on the corner of Ji Wuchen's mouth.

"It's ugly."

Wang Zhi also looked at it for a long time and sighed softly.

"Originally, I was worried that the Tiance Camp would not be as good as the next generation, but now it seems that I was thinking too much."

Qinglong is not a name, or a code name, it is a position in the Tiance Camp.

It's just that the position has been called for a long time, and it has become a name and a code name.

In the past, Wang Yong was also called Qinglong.

"There are talented people from generation to generation."

Nangong Jing was speechless for a while, and at this moment he also sighed quietly.

Compared with the Dream Team and the Mighty Army, the Imperial Forest Army is nothing but nothing.

After Qinglong's group passed, Suzaku was next to play.

This girl put on a veil again and appeared on the stage as a woman, which shocked many people.

Even the officials who presided over the military exercise were a little stunned, and cast a questioning look on the stage.

"female?"

"Women are here to join in the fun, isn't this random?"

"This woman seems to be a member of the dream team...wouldn't she be a grandmaster too?"

Wang Yong and Wang Zhi didn't speak, but several generals with relatively "ordinary" identities whispered.

They don't like to see women competing.

Ji Wuchen squinted at them.

"Women can't? What kind of thinking! Is there a rule that women are not allowed to compete? There are few female generals in history? There should be. Your Majesty is here. What do you say about women?"

He carried Nangong Jing out, and those people immediately shut up, not daring to make a sound.

In the end, Suzaku's arrow skills were astonishing, and he almost exploded the target, which shocked everyone inexplicably.