Who looks better, me or the heroine [Through the book]

In an instant, the arrow swooped straight away, like a wolf and a tiger, shocking several people.

The attack was fierce, Bai Su didn't show surprise on his face, but he admired Wan Nan in his heart. Even though he couldn't sense whether the other party used spiritual power, there was a faint fluctuation in the air, and he probably knew something. .

Wan Nan did use his spiritual power this time. Wan Nan's spiritual field didn't come to the special camp to awaken it. Before that, he was already a Tier [-] magician.

Adding spiritual power to the arrows, even the first level is more powerful than the previous ones, but an accident happened, one of the arrows missed, and at the same time, the other two only pierced through two wooden stakes .

But Wan Nan didn't dare to use his spiritual power anymore. Judging from his current situation, the spiritual source was not stable enough, and he must not use it after one time.

Seventeen roots is also lower than Baisu, and Wan Nan feels pressured.

He understands that Bai Su didn't use his spiritual power, and he also knows that he doesn't have a spiritual field, and he can do this with strength alone, which shows that his strength is indeed very strong

He pursed his lips, and immediately drew the bow and released the arrow. Three arrow feathers fell from the sky. Bai Su stared at it without blinking. Looking at the hole about the size of a fist, Bai Su could easily imagine how powerful Wan Nan's explosive power was just now, even he himself probably couldn't complete it.

The scene fell into silence because of his three arrows that had no spiritual power. Yang Zining's eyes almost fell on him, Lu Li also looked in disbelief, but Qi Zhifeng curled up his mouth and showed a little sneer.

Wan Nan took a break, and drew his bow again and again.

The three pillars that passed one after another only made a small hole in the front pile, and only pierced through one of the wooden piles behind.

Or it should be said that in this group of people, after Bai Su, there is a newcomer with great potential.

Zhao Li's grades behind him were also good, and he hit thirteen arrows. In order to have a good grade, Wan Nanchao's teacher saluted and said, "Teacher, please allow me to shoot the crossbow arrows."

The attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and the teacher was not angry: "What do you think?"

The crossbow adopts three modes of standing, kneeling and lying down, and shoots a hundred-step stone disc.

These stone discs vary in size and are similar in shape.

The teacher thought for a while and said: "Yes." Then he said: "One stick of incense time, see the result after the end, if it is less than thirteen, you know the consequences..."

Wan Nan knew what the consequences would be. He took the lead and said, "Teacher, I want to try!"

"Okay." The chief instructor looked him up and down, and said, "If there is any unexpected situation, stop the training."

Wan Nan made a serious promise.

After a while, Wan Nan was ready, and when the teacher gave an order, he stood still and shot with a crossbow.

The crossbow is heavier, but it has a longer range than the bow and a higher hit than the bow, but the arm strength required is several times that of the bow.

Therefore, Wan Nan breathed a sigh of relief, took out an arrow from the bamboo tube, and put it in the crossbow machine. Everyone was silent, and quietly looked at the man holding the sword slave in one hand in front of him. His back was tall and straight, and his figure was thin. But bred explosive power.

He squatted down, looked at the mountain with his hand, and fired the copper arrow with a whoosh. Wan Nan didn't use it very smoothly at first. After several attempts, he changed the previous one to install three at a time. The guards in the distance threw stone discs into the air, and the discs kept shaking from side to side, up and down. Everyone stared at the constantly moving discs hundreds of steps away, and their hearts were aroused.

Following Yin Pound's sound, several stone plates fell down one after another.

Wan Nan got up, bowed slightly, with a steady foot, and then released ten more arrows.

This time the angle is different, and the number of stone discs dropped is even more than before.

Wan Nan's hanging heart gradually sank.

Bai Su stared at him without changing his expression, Wan Nan couldn't see Bai Su's eyes clearly at this moment with his back turned to him, but he faintly felt that Youdao's gaze was different from others'.

He didn't need to turn his head to feel the envious looks of some of the seven people, and the malicious gazes of others.

Don't ask him why he knows, he has always felt that he is sharper than the average person.

He fell to the ground and shot the last ten arrows.

Several counted the stone discs on the ground, 45.

It is conceivable that his shooting ability is the best among the few.

The teacher looked at him with a smile and commented: "Well done, work hard."

Wan Nan was not at all proud. In his opinion, Bai Su's hit count must be higher than his.

The teacher didn't see the satisfaction on his face, and then turned to them and said, "Mo Guangcheng below."

Mo Guangcheng didn't expect it to be his turn so soon, the teacher looked at him slightly startled, and asked, "Are you ready?"

Mo Guangcheng bit the bullet and nodded.

He held the bow in one hand, took the arrow in the other, and aimed his eyes straight ahead.

Mo Guangcheng didn't speak, his expression was slightly complicated.

Bai Su and Wan Nan in front were much better than him, even if Zhao Li and Qi Zhifeng were at the bottom, he would not allow himself to make mistakes.

Mo Guangcheng opened his bow, and the arrow feathers went straight down, and two wooden stakes on the opposite side fell down, revealing the two pierced inside.

Seeing this, several people felt that Mo Guangcheng's strength was extraordinary, even no less than Bai Su's.

But the bows and arrows used by the two are different, and Mo Guangcheng used spiritual power, and the iron arrows are sharper than the copper ones.

Bai Fei peeked at her son's face, and the latter didn't change his face at all, but she thought that her son didn't take it seriously, so she was relieved.

Bai Su really didn't take it seriously. In his opinion, Mo Guangcheng's level is far inferior to his own. The first arrow probably was lucky.

As Bai Su thought, Mo Guangcheng's five arrows did not go as he wanted at first.

Five hit five.

Adding up the previous seven arrows, Mo Guangcheng hit twelve with ten arrows, and he was a little afraid to shoot the remaining three arrows.

Although he has surpassed Qi Zhifeng and even surpassed Zhao Li, he is still some distance away from Wan Nan and Bai Su, not to mention Yang Zining who is behind him. He does not know how strong Yang Zining is, but it is certain that Yang Zining The three arrows must be higher than the number of hits.

After the three arrows passed, Mo Guangcheng put down the bow in his hand. The teacher glanced at him and said, "Yang Zining is next."

Yang Zining didn't show any dissatisfaction with her finale appearance, and even thanked the teacher a little bit, but she also became more and more nervous.

She held the copper bow she had chosen, turned it around in her hand, and found a cloth to wipe it again. The teacher looked at it and nodded slightly.

Bai Su didn't expect that she would be so good at grabbing people's hearts. Being able to grab the teacher's heart will be beneficial to the next game, but it's a pity that even so, Bai Su can crush Yang Zining with his strength.

Bai Fei noticed the unfriendly eyes in her son's eyes, Bai Fei suddenly had a strange idea, maybe the relationship between her son and Yang Zining was not what she saw, at the beginning she wanted to match her son with Yang Zining, but At the moment, it seems that the competition relationship can be together.

Pulling out the arrows in the quiver, Yang Zining shot three arrows at once, but the penetrating power disappointed her greatly.

The next five arrows roared away in one breath, and the effect was indeed much better than the previous three.

Eight arrows were expended and eleven pillars were hit. Yang Zining's results in previous years' competitions were already very good, but she was still not satisfied with the status quo.

Yang Zining did not dare to shoot arrows easily for the next six.

The few people present stared at Yang Zining intently, Bai Su didn't know what she was going to do next.

Yang Zining paused for a moment before raising her hand, and the next moment there was a few swooshes, and the surrounding was quiet, the teacher said, "Not bad."

Thirteen arrows hit sixteen stakes, which was better than Wan Nan and Mo Guangcheng.

As soon as the scores came out, Wan Nan didn't expect her to be so good. Before, she still had the idea of ​​being a girl, but now she has to pay attention to it.

In the second channel, Bai Su still took the lead. Those who wanted to see Bai Su make a fool of themselves were slapped in the face, and many people became honest in a short time.

But the limelight only calmed down for a few days, and some people teased the next competition.

Bai Su knew the importance of public opinion. After the second test, he found a remote place to practice boxing for the past few nights, and rested on the stone table when Haishi came.

This day, as usual, he ran to the pavilion on the far right of the yard, which was not far from his dormitory, so he could rush back to wash in the morning.

He walked away for a while to digest his food. When the house was closed and the lights were turned off at Haishi, he began to practice boxing under the moonlight. This set of boxing techniques was figured out by himself. , until now there is no other way but to increase strength and speed.

The faint fragrance mixed with the strong fragrance floats in the air. Bai Su looks up at the night sky. There are many stars in the sky, twinkling and twinkling, which are very dazzling. The aroma brought a little fresh air, which made him unconsciously take a deep breath.

An uppercut hit the opposite tree, and the towering tree didn't move at all.

Bai Su swung his fist away with all his strength, but he still didn't reverse it at all, instead it was like hitting soft cotton.

Bai Su gritted his teeth, and when he was about to strike the last time, a voice sounded: "I don't sleep late at night, why are you here?"

The voice was very familiar, Bai Su turned his head instantly, and the man's facial features were a little cold under the moonlight.

Morinda officinalis didn't hear the answer, so he hummed nasally. Bai Su suddenly felt numb. He turned around and replied, "I need to practice the day after tomorrow. I want to practice more."

"Practice is of course a good thing." Morinda officinalis stepped forward and said, "But you shouldn't hit ancient trees with your fists, they are not afraid of pain, but your fists with thin skin and tender flesh should hurt."

Bai Su didn't know what he meant, so he could only say: "It's okay, I have thick skin and thick flesh."

Morinda officinalis chuckled lightly: "Nonsense."

His laughter was so gentle that Bai Su's head went numb for an instant.

Just now, I vaguely saw a figure punching here in the distance, and watched as he walked over in a strange way, but I didn't expect that person to turn his head, and he was stunned at that glance.

The boy's figure under the moonlight was unusually soft, with fair and moist complexion, delicate facial features, and slightly protruding ears, which inexplicably made him feel a little cute.

"Who taught this boxing technique?" Morinda asked, seeing that he was silent.

"I figured it out myself." Bai Su said.

At the same time, Morinda officinalis took a few steps forward, Bai Su stood still, and Morinda officinalis said, "It's not easy to think about it by yourself, but this kind of practice is easy to hurt your hands."

Bai Su remained silent.

Morinda officinalis continued: "Furthermore, I think your wrist strength is too strong."

Bai Su didn't speak, the wrist can indeed increase the strength, but excessive use of the wrist for a long time will only increase the damage to the arm.

"come over."

The Morinda officinalis waved at him, and Bai Su went over foolishly. The Morinda officinalis reached out and grabbed his arm, and pulled him into his arms suddenly. Bai Su's back was pressed against his chest, and the Morinda officinalis came from behind him continuously. The warm body temperature made him back unconsciously, so that his back was even more close to the chest of Morinda officinalis.

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