What to do if the talent is too high

Chapter 55 Am I right about archery?understand a little, understand a little...

Wang Aoran glanced at Liu Yukun, who nodded and handed him the Valkyrie arrow in his hand.

"Okay, since you are so arrogant, let me teach you a lesson."

"How do you want to compare?"

Li Mingyang scratched his head: "How do you usually compare?"

"Archery, it's nothing more than three points, range, accuracy, and destructive power! You are a novice, you can choose one of them to compare with me!"

Li Mingyang waved his hand: "Don't be so troublesome! Compare the three together!"

"Oh?"

"Do you see the city wall in the distance? On the walls on both sides of the city gate, there is a pattern of a Valkyrie mark on each side. Let's shoot at that pattern from a distance. Whoever is farther away, has higher accuracy and stronger destructive power, Whoever is the winner, how about it, is it fair?"

Wang Aoran frowned: "You... really want to compare with me?"

"Nonsense! Come!"

Li Mingyang held the bow in his left hand and the arrow in his right, and he was already in a good posture.

Wang Aoran took a look...

Well, that posture is not as good as that of a beginner. It is the first time to touch a bow and arrow.

With a sneer, he also raised the Valkyrie bow high, the Valkyrie arrow hit the bowstring, and with all his force, in an instant, the bow was like a full moon, ready to go!
Everyone in Longhu Academy was a little confused.

Although everyone is very confident in Li Mingyang's talent, to the point of blind trust.

However, at least it must be a hand-crafted skill...

Even if he can become a master of archery with 10 minutes of practice, he still needs practice. This is obviously the first time for him to practice. Where does he have the confidence to compete with the people in the military?
Li Mingyang didn't panic at all, and said, "Start!"

Whoosh!
An arrow flew out, like thunder and lightning, shuttling through the clouds, amazing!
Of course, this is Wang Aoran's arrow.

puff!
Another arrow flew out...

To be precise, it fell out.

As soon as Li Mingyang let go of the bowstring, the arrow had already fallen from his hand, and it was about to fall to the ground.

Wang Aoran, Liu Yukun, and all the demon-subduing division Fumosi sneered and dismissed them.

who knows……

The arrow that was about to land suddenly changed its direction like a god, as if some kind of navigation and positioning device had been installed, it kept trembling and swinging slightly, as if it was accumulating strength...

Subsequently.

laugh!
With a loud sound, the arrow broke through the speed of sound in an instant, and a sonic boom erupted, and a puff of smoke rose in front of Li Mingyang.

Afterwards, sharp arrows flew straight to the sky like a rainbow!

"what?"

"That is……"

"Mind power?!"

"It's actually a one-in-a-million spiritual teacher! It's a pity...it can't keep up with my arrows!"

Li Mingyang smiled slightly.

With a wave of the arm!
My own arrow accelerated again, as if a jet device was installed on the tail of the arrow, with a bang, the speed increased several times again!
It has reached the point where it is hard to see with the naked eye!
However, Wang Aoran's arrow was already less than [-] meters away from the city pattern!

"That's too late!"

"Not necessarily..."

Li Mingyang gently lifted...

call out!
There was a strange sound, and Wang Aoran's arrow changed direction in an instant, from a direct shot to an upward sprint, and it slanted towards the sky...

"You! Despicable!"

"Despicable, despicable, oh, despicable..."

How could Li Mingyang care about this, after hearing what he said, he waved his hand instead, and Wang Aoran's arrow suddenly turned again, this time it flew straight back, and the speed was actually a bit faster than when it was shot!
at the same time……

With a loud bang, Li Mingyang's arrow hit the Martial God symbol on the city wall with perfect accuracy. The incomparable power erupted, and the city wall with a radius of more than ten meters exploded and collapsed.

But Wang Aoran's arrow galloped towards him crazily!

"Fuck..."

Wang Aoran turned pale with shock, and hurriedly dodged to dodge. In a flash of his body, he had retreated seven or eight meters away, and at the same time moved a distance of five or six meters laterally. The speed of his movement was indeed amazing.

"Well, you are indeed a member of Fumosi, but..."

Li Mingyang waved his hand again, the arrow turned a corner and continued to aim at Wang Aoran, at the same time, it accelerated again, reaching an unbelievable level.

Cold sweat dripped down Wang Aoran's forehead.

See, the arrow reaches the body!
Under such power, I'm afraid his whole body will be turned into a bloody mass...

however.

At a distance of one meter away from him, the arrow, which was like thunder and lightning, stopped suddenly, and with a bang, it stirred the air, and once again burst out a touch of white smoke.

Subsequently.

The arrow fell powerlessly into the grass on the ground.

"Li Mingyang, the arrow flies a distance of 800 meters, and hits the target's bull's-eye accurately, with amazing destructive power!"

"Wang Aoran, the arrow's flying distance... minus seven meters! The distance from the bull's-eye... eight hundred and seven meters! The destructive power...negligible!"

"Li Mingyang won the victory with an absolute advantage! Congratulations!"

The announcement of the results of the show, of course, was done by Li Mingyang himself.

Wang Aoran didn't dare to say anything more.

Instead, his face was pale, and his body trembled slightly with fright.

"Bring it..."

Li Mingyang waved his hand, and seven Martial God arrows, even the Martial God bow that Wang Aoran couldn't hold at the moment, flew out at the same time and fell into his hands.

"Wait a minute!"

Where Liu Yukun is willing to do it, he immediately stopped him.

"You just defeated Wang Aoran and Fu Mosi, and the seven of us, Demon Subduing Division, have not conceded defeat yet!"

"Oh?"

With a thought in Li Mingyang's mind, the seven Martial God arrows immediately flew into the air again, shooting out suddenly, in an instant...

Seven Iron Arrows!

It has suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of the seven demon descendants, three inches in front of them.

Sharp, sharp, and bright, the tip of the arrow shone with a breathtaking cold light, trembling slightly, buzzing.

"Did you just say something?"

"No... no."

"That's good."

Li Mingyang led the people of Longhu Academy, turned around and left, but the seven arrows did not retract, they just stayed in the void, oppressing everyone like a god of death.

It wasn't until he walked 800 meters away that he stretched out his hand, and the seven Valkyrie arrows suddenly returned to his hands.

"Um……"

"The Spiritual Consciousness, Holy Thought, Absolute Step, Domineering Body, and Wild Fist of the Martial God Art are all there, and the only difference is Burning Blood and Xuan Gong."

"Among the Eight Treasures of the Martial God, books, talismans, bows, arrows, knives, armors, and pills are all ours, so it's just a matter of fire..."

"If there is nothing wrong with whoever arranged it, the Chapter of Power Burning Blood, and the Chapter of Cultivating Mysterious Art, plus the fire seed of the Martial God Fire, should be in the hands of Qingyang College and that kid named Ren..."

"Are they the bottom-off bosses?"

Li Mingyang was a little angry when he thought of this.

Obviously he is the boss, yet someone wants to steal his limelight...

Based on this, in the words of that person...

He is dead.

In heaven and earth, no one can save him!
(End of this chapter)