Chapter 30 The Heart of the Archer

"Enough" Wang Ji's voice sounded, covering the noise around him, and his face was calm.

In an instant, the mental power burst out and shocked the people around. Suddenly, no one responded. Huang Yi, who faced Wang Ji, snorted, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"The mental cultivation of the intermediate level in the later stage of the human level, and the control is so accurate." Lin Yue smiled and looked around. I'm afraid there were only two people who could see it. One was her and the other was Long Zhan. She knows it because she specializes in spiritual strength. And Long Zhan is because of his extremely high cultivation. This level of spiritual power has exploded, which can't be hidden from him.

"It seems that Jiwu Academy has indeed reached an explosive period this year. I heard that the previous sessions of Senior Long Zhan pushed the Jiwu College to a peak. But in the next two sessions, it was really unsatisfactory, and there were few strong people. Not to mention reaching the height of the top three in the elite hall.

Long Zhan also looked over and smiled, but did not feel any surprise: "As that person's younger brother, if he doesn't have some strength, I'm afraid it's unreasonable."

Huang Yiqiang stood up. He didn't stay or look for medical treatment. He took a look at the bow and arrow that fell to the ground, showing a trace of sadness, and he was not ready to leave the training ground.

"Does the Huang family no longer have the heart of the archer?" Wang Ji said coldly that although he hated the five families, he had to admit the strength of the five families and their understanding of martial arts.

At that time, their strength may not be as strong as Huang Yi now, but from the perspective of their understanding of martial arts alone, they far exceeded Huang Yi now, and there is no doubt.

No matter how much the Huang family fought internally, no matter how the style of work made him annoying. But no one can deny their strength, which is their capital.

Wang Ji was also a little angry. Thousands of years later, the martial arts school had fallen like this, and even the once powerful Huang family lost its most important thing. Although it's none of his business, I don't know why it's a little difficult for him to accept.

Huang Yi turned his head in horror: "How do you know the heart of the archer?"

Wang Ji did not answer. He picked up the dragon capture and photographed the bows and arrows on the ground. I didn't cut it up, so I pulled it hard and aimed at Huang Yi.

In an instant, Huang Yi actually had a feeling of being locked. This is a kind of pressure from the heart, which makes him unable to face Huang Yi's bow and arrow and dodge.

But no matter how he hides, it seems that the sense of urgency of being locked cannot disappear in any way.

The people next to him didn't know what had happened. Only a few people knew a little about the situation and looked at Wang Ji, a magical new life, in surprise.

Huang Yi kept gasping. He was not healed by Wang Ji's mental strength, and he was so tense that he couldn't help but feel a little difficult to hold on, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lin Yue stepped forward, pressed Wang Ji's bow and arrow, shook his head, and said quietly, "The third game, Wang Jisheng."

Wang Ji looked at Lin Yue. Although he didn't look good, he was not good enough to be an ordinary person.

He threw his bow and arrow to Huang Yi and said coldly, "How can a person who can even abandon his own weapons be called a warrior?"

"This is the weapon of the loser." Huang Yi was not overwhelmed by Wang Ji. Although he didn't want to say one more word in his heart, the anger came up. This is the blood of young people.

"You are a loser, and your weapon is not. You don't even understand the heart of the archer. You don't deserve this bow and arrow at all. Wang Ji sneered and said that he recognized the bow and arrow. This bow and arrow had no characteristics, but it was the bow and arrow given by the Huang family to the most qualified children, which was enough to show that Huang Yi's status in the family was not low in fact. It is more enough to show the decline of the Huang family's bows and arrows.

As far as he knows, under the special training of the Huang family, Huang Shao won the heart of a shooter at the age of 10, according to Huang Shao and him. Only the children of the Huang family who are under the age of 15 who have obtained the heart of the archer are eligible to get this bow.

In Wang Ji's view, Huang Yi in front of him not only did he not understand the heart of the most basic archer as a shooter, but also did not reach a certain level in skills, but he got this battle bow. He felt that it was not worth it for Huang Shao, and his descendants actually fell like this.

Huang Yi did not refute, but gasped and said, "The heart of the archer, how can you understand the heart of the archer?"

Wang Ji calmed down, but he was a little uncalm just now. Suddenly, I heard that someone recognized Taijiquan, but I saw Huang Yi abandoning his bow and arrow and leaving. He couldn't help bursting into anger, not only because of Huang Shao, but also because he had a good impression on Huang Yi. It's even more because of his grandfather's teaching.

From childhood to age, he was told by his grandfather that weapons are the most important partner of a warrior and cannot be discarded at any time. Therefore, whenever he sees someone discarding his weapons, he can't help but get angry.

"Why, if you can't understand it yourself, don't let others understand it?" Wang Ji didn't say anything, but Lin Yue said, "Never underestimate others. The universe is much bigger than you think."

Huang Yi wanted to refute, but the example in front of him was in front of him, and he could not deny it. Any explanation is pale and forceful in the face of facts, and he Huang Yi can't afford to lose.

silently picked up the bow, Huang Yi took a deep look at Wang Ji, and finally left the training ground.

Seeing this, Wang Ji didn't say anything more and retreated to the court. He felt that he had exposed too much strength today, and he didn't want to be so high-profile.

"Oh, look at my bad temper." Wang Ji wanted to knock himself. After practicing Taijiquan, he was invisible and easy to control his emotions. But since joining the army, it has become extremely hot-blooded after being infected by the atmosphere of the battlefield and the army. Otherwise, he would not have made a scene in the Far East battlefield alone.

Today's mood broke out, although the situation is still within his expectation. However, he also exposed some of his own situation, which will undoubtedly make him walk to the stage. This is what he doesn't want. He just wants to finish his studies early so that he can go out and practice and reach the prefecture level as soon as possible.

"Good job, Xiaofeng." Jiajue didn't care what Wang Ji thought, but just was happy for this roommate. Zhu Xi also smiled and stretched out his thumb.

"My brother is right. The universe is a real stage. It is impossible for the earth to cultivate a real strong man. Wang Ji smiled at them and thought of them silently.

"The next game, Jiajue vs. Ouyang Mufeng." Lin Yue's voice fell, and the two people under the court walked to the center of the venue.

Lin Yue waved his hand, and suddenly all the bows and arrows on the field gathered in the corner of the training ground and walked off the competition field.

"Hmm, Jiajue, I don't know if you have made any progress in these years? Don't get knocked down by my little brother?" Ouyang Mufeng's voice was full of sarcasm.

"I haven't had a chance to ask you for so many years. Why did you sink in those years? It has become what it is now." Jiajue ignored Ouyang Mufeng's sarcasm and stared at him.

"For so many years, you are still so simple. Do you think I'm still the little brother who followed you, and you're still my brother Jiajue?" Ouyang Mufeng curled the corners of his mouth and said disdainfully.

"Take out your weapon, or don't blame me for losing." Ouyang Mufeng had a long gun in his hand and waved it a few times.

Lao Ma's face was gloomy, and there was also a long gun in his hand: "Then let me see to what extent Xiao Ouyang is now."

"Hum, don't mention Xiao Ouyang again." Ouyang Mufeng said angrily: "White snake spit out letters"

Suddenly, a shadow of the gun flashed and went straight to the old horse.

The old horse did not dodge. His center of gravity was pressed, and the long gun was held in his hand and a sky-facing gun went away with a strong killing spirit.

Wang Ji looked at Lao Ma in surprise. This kind of killing spirit would have been absolutely impossible without the real experience of life-and-death battles.

Sure enough, Ouyang Mufeng's mind was stagnant, and he could only change his moves in a hurry. A type of oolong swing blocked the momentum of the long gun in Wang Ji's hand. But he was still blown out by the old horse's gun.

"Yang's shooting, six-in-one shooting" Wang Ji looked at their moves and suddenly knew the shooting method they used.

Then he shook his head again. Ouyang Mufeng's Yang's shooting method was empty, but it didn't mean it. On the contrary, the old horse's six-in-handed shooting method has a sense of smell.