My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1537 Archery Competition
"Boring, Ye Fan, let's go to enjoy the beauty of the heaven! How about I take you to the First Heaven?"

Tianyu wanted to have more time alone with Ye Fan, so he had already planned the date location.

But Ye Fan was not interested.

There are 36 heavens in total.

Under the fourth heaven is the human world, which is almost the same as the ancient China, and it is also similar to the demon world.

It doesn't make any sense at all.

Ye Fan just wanted to refuse.

A familiar figure walked into the door.

The four eyes met, full of shock.

"Ye Fan? Why are you in Sanfeng Palace?"

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched: "Of course I'm here to see Brother Nezha."

As he spoke, he put his arms around Nezha's shoulders, looking very intimate.

And Nezha did not refuse.

After all, he might be the future son-in-law, and their family lives under Yu Meng of the Jade Emperor, so naturally they dare not offend the son-in-law.

"Brother, this... is he really your friend?" Ao Bing was extremely shocked. He never expected that Ye Fan had such a strong connection.

But there are outsiders here.

Tian Yu didn't dare to get so close to Ye Fan.

Otherwise, it may cause rumors in the heavenly court.

"The two Highnesses are also there."

Ao Bing saluted respectfully.

The two nodded slightly, which was considered a return gift.

Nezha then asked, "Ao Bing, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I have some doubts about archery recently, and I want to ask my brother to clarify my doubts."

"Oh? Your archery skills are not only at the pinnacle, but you can also do a hundred steps. What can be difficult for you?"

Ao Bing received Nezha's extremely high evaluation, and he was really happy in his heart.

"Senior brother, it's absurd. Compared with yours, my archery skills are simply not top-notch, and I still need to improve."

With a movement of his eyes, he casually saw the longbow in Ye Fan's hand.

"Ye Fan, you can also shoot arrows?"

Ye Fan shrugged, he faintly felt that someone was going to give him something.

"Just learned."

Ao Bing was overjoyed.

Haha, that's a good relationship, I like bullying novices the most.

"I haven't practiced for a long time, why don't we have a competition?"

Ye Fan squinted his eyes: "It can be compared, but I won't do it if I don't have a lot of money."

"What do you want?"

Ye Fan pondered for a while: "Do you have any attack magic weapon?"

"Of course!"

Ao Bing took out a golden rope from his bosom.

"This is an immortal binding rope. The stronger the user, the stronger the person it can bind. It was made from the tendons of a dragon king in ancient times. If it weren't for the huge difference in strength, no one could escape."

Ye Fan's eyes sparkled.

This is good stuff.

With him, it is basically unnecessary to deal with enemies of similar strength in the future.

"Okay, let's use him as a lottery."

"Then what do you use?"

Ao Bing curled his lips, his face full of contempt: "What's the matter? Do you still want to prostitute for nothing?"

"Just use this Qiankun bow in my hand, how about it?"

"Hmph, this belongs to my senior brother, not yours."

"It's mine."

"what?"

Ao Bing couldn't believe it, and quickly looked at Nezha.

And Nezha nodded, confirming: "Before you came, I had already given this bow to Brother Ye Fan."

Ao Bing was so angry.

I'm your junior, I've asked you so many times, but you still don't give it to me.

Instead, give it to an outsider?
Well, today I will win with my strength.

"Okay, that's it."

OK everything.

Nezha waved his hand slowly, and the entire courtyard of Sanfeng Palace suddenly became a shooting range.

And behind them were dozens of bows and arrows, which were exquisitely made and beautifully lined, and they were the weapons he provided for the two of them.

Looking at it with a glance, the feeling is surging and mighty, which makes people excited unconsciously.

"Choose a bow, let you choose!"

Ao Bing is extremely confident, he thinks he can control all the bows at will, far better than Ye Fan.

In fact, there are many types of bows. They only use straight bows, recurve bows, longbows and short bows.

They are used in different occasions.

If shooting close to the target, it is more popular to use a short bow.

But Ye Fan cared too much.

The Qiankun Bow is a high-end magic weapon, and it is a bit bullying to compete with Ao Bing.

All he touched with a recurve bow was ready.

Ye Fan lightly stroked the bow body, the bow is not badly made, and the feel of it is almost the same as that of the Qiankun bow.

"I'll just use this one."

Ao Bing frowned.

"You compare it to me?"

He felt a little ashamed.

The recurve bow has a longer bow body, and it is more difficult to master the accuracy.

Its advantage lies in power and can have a longer range.

But it is best to use a short bow for short distances, which is handy and accurate.

"Hmph, no, I'll feel like I won't be able to win by force." Ao Bing shook his head.

"You can't win." Ye Fan shook his head, not giving Ao Bing any face.

Nezha also smiled: "It's okay, Ao Bing, let Ye Fan use whatever he likes! Just now he learned this kind of bow, and if you change it to another bow, it will be inaccurate, and I don't think you are either. his opponent."

Ugh!
Nezha sighed.

The Barefoot Immortal was no match for him just now, let alone you.

"puff!"

Ao Bing almost spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.

This is too contemptuous of people.

If you don't compare, you know I'm not an opponent?
And I am your younger brother.

Didn't you just say that I can walk through Yang with a hundred steps?
Am I not as good as a novice?
Of course Nezha knew what was on his mind and gave him a look that you will know later.

"Okay, let's compare, don't deny the loss." Ao Bing gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, with so many witnesses, I won't cheat." Ye Fan said lightly.

"Okay, ten bows don't move the target, ten bows move the target, how about it?" Ao Bing said.

"no problem."

……

Ao Bing chose the most common short bow among the many bows. He didn't want to choose a bow that was too different from Ye Fan's.

That way, even if he wins, he will feel bad.

Ao Bing, who picked up the short bow, had a solemn expression, no longer the look of anger just now.

To draw a bow, not only the hands must be steady, but the eyes must be steady, and the heart must be steady.

Can not be affected by all external factors.

Draw the bow, take aim, let go and shoot the target!

"boom!"

The huge piercing sound pierced through the eardrums and shot towards the heart at high speed.

"puff!"

The long arrow transformed from Lingyuan hits the target.

His arrow was only a few minutes away from the bull's-eye, no more, no less, exactly nine rings.

Ao Bing shook his head, feeling that his grades were a bit unsatisfactory, but with his strength, he could hit more accurately.

"Not bad, you can hit the nine rings with the first move." Nezha couldn't help but admire.

Anyway, he is also his named junior brother.

In the case of the competition, he didn't want Ao Bing to be too isolated.

In order to increase his difficulty, Ao Bing chose a bow with extremely tough strings, second only to the recurve bow in Ye Fan's hand.

With strong toughness, more strength is needed to stabilize my bow and arrow, and the accuracy will definitely decrease, so Ao Bing's number of rings is enough!
"Ye Fan, it's your turn, you must beat him!"

Tianyu cheered on.

But Ye Fan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and the bow and arrow flew directly, basically without even the process of aiming.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound.

The long arrow fell.

Basically hitting the bullseye is the ten rings.

"hiss!"

It's so accurate.

Ao Bing was slightly shocked, it seems that Ye Fan still has some strength.

However, he was still not afraid.

The uncertainty of archery is too strong, and there is no problem at all with one arrow and two arrows.

Ao Bing regrouped and shot another arrow.

"boom!"

It's also a bull's-eye, but it's more accurate, basically ten point five rings.

Seeing the almost perfect number of rings, Ao Bing finally smiled.

"boom!"

Ye Fan shot another arrow casually, still ten rings.

Ao Bing was secretly proud. According to his accuracy, after five arrows, the total number of rings must exceed Ye Fan.

The two of you have a bow, and I have an arrow, and both of them hit the bull's-eye without missing a beat.

Now he is 59 points and seven rings, while Ye Fan is exactly sixty rings.

Ao Bing's brows gradually frowned, it was really evil, Ye Fan shot six arrows and ten rings in a row.

Arrows hit the same place.

Nezha secretly smiled, it seemed that Ao Bing had discovered something.

"Ye Fan, did you use some special method to cheat? Why do you get ten rings every time?"

Ao Bing is not stupid, the ten rings once is a coincidence, and twice is a coincidence, but the probability of appearing six times in a row is almost zero.

He didn't believe that Ye Fan was so precise, he only thought he was cheating.

"Ao Bing, this is Sanfeng Palace, the residence of Marshal Zhongtan! No one can cheat here, and Nezha will not let anyone cheat. You'd better pay attention to your words and deeds."

Ye Fan yelled loudly, and Ao Bing shrank his head in fright, making him a little terrified.

But this kind of timidity is fleeting, and he is not Ye Fan's junior, so he is afraid of what he will do.

But what Ye Fan said was indeed right, he snorted coldly and stopped talking, but continued to shoot arrows.

"Bang bang bang..."

Ao Bing kept shooting arrows, not more than ten arrows, and his number of rings was also fixed at 99 points and nine rings.

And Ye Fan still has four bows left, unless Ye Fan continues to hit the tenth ring, he will definitely lose.

But fate tricked people, Ye Fan dropped the curtain with four arrows, and the number of rings was fixed at one hundred rings.

Ten rings of arrows!

Nezha smiled secretly.

Just now Ye Fan used this method to win the Barefoot Immortal. He is very chicken thief, but it also proves that his precision is almost unmatched.

He was even suspicious.

Is it Ye Fan's first time archery? How could he have such a high talent?

Even if compared with him, you might as well give way.

And Ao Bing's rivalry with Ye Fan is simply asking for humiliation.

……

Ao Bing wanted to grind his teeth to pieces, how could a person shoot arrows so accurately?

Don't his hands shake?
Wouldn't it be better to control the power?
Can the mobilization of Lingyuan be consistent every time?

How did Ye Fan train?
Ao Bing lost a race, feeling unwilling.

But fortunately, there are still ten arrows to move the target, so he can still avenge his shame.

Hmph, you have ten rings in your arrows, right? As long as every bow is higher than the ten rings, I can beat you.

Ao Bing's eyes froze, and his spirit moved slightly.

In an instant, the targets that had been inserted on the ground began to move around, and after a while, they began to shake, irregularly.

"I'll come first!"

(End of this chapter)