As everyone was ready, a deep warning sound came from the loudspeaker:

"Please abide by the rules set by the helm. Each person is only allowed to attack one polar bear. If anyone is found shooting indiscriminately, immediately clear out the scene. You must protect yourself when shooting. If there is any casualty, the helm is not responsible."

The previous requirement is understandable. This is to protect the animals as much as possible. Otherwise, if everyone shoots indiscriminately, many bears will be injured. In the end, they will not be hunted. As a result, they will not live long because of the injuries.

The latter request is cruel, which is simply a sign of life and death.

The helm is awesome. On the high seas, he has the final say, and when it comes to the military control zone, he still has the final say.

Anyway, on board his boat, I can only listen to him.

More than the number of spectators, hundreds of bodyguards in black, clutching weapons coldly, standing around the deck with their hands behind their backs.

This kind of battle can't be done even if someone doesn't want to follow orders.

The horn sounded again.

The viewing platform in front of each hunter has a long ladder extending straight to the vicinity of the ice.

The giant wheel is still some distance away from the polar bear.

If you get too close, you will surely alarm the polar bear, and you won’t be able to hunt.

But it would be too dangerous to put the guests down on the ice.

So there is such a way to get the best of both worlds-through a long ladder, send people as close as possible to shoot.

But if the archery is not good, it's useless to get close, or the skill is not good, and the balance is too weak, it is likely to fall into the deep sea.

There is no return!

No wonder, someone warned you just now that you are arrogant.

Some people started to weaken their legs... I thought hunting in the ice ocean was a very exciting thing, but when I was on the scene, I realized that the excitement is excitement, that is, it is too exciting!

It's killing every minute.

Someone regressed and abstained.

A total of twelve people entered the final round and got a chance to hunt, but only five people really stayed!

Among the five, Gong Qing grabbed the bow and arrow, took the lead, and walked down the long ladder!

Yin Leopard slowed down by half a beat, without hesitation, and ran down his long ladder.

Gong Qing walked directly to the end of his long ladder. In the strong sea breeze, he didn't even hold a hand, but directly grabbed the ground with his feet and opened the longbow——

"Swish—"

There was a sound.

The arrow broke through the air and went straight to the bear group, the biggest and strongest leader, the bear.

A strong admiration broke out from the audience:

"God, is that the Chief Gong Qing? It's too powerful! This arrow he specified can be shot."

"I'm convinced that I lost, even if I was given a chance to the last level, I would definitely not have the fierce skill of Chief Gong Qing..."

"Don't talk about archery, just say that you can stand firmly at the end of the long ladder, they are all great heroes!"

"Hey, I don't have enough courage, I really don't want to challenge this hunting! I'll be quiet and be a melon-eating crowd, and see the chief take the first place..."

"Wow, I am hit! I am hit! The chief is hit!"

"..."

The Silver Leopard ran to the end, not to be outdone, and gave Gong Qing a fierce look, and quickly drew his bow——

He is a step behind Gong Qing, but he must beat Gong Qing.

So he pulled three arrows directly with this bow!

The audience behind him vaguely saw him three arrows once, and couldn't help but exclaimed:

"God, the silver leopard in the legend is not worthy of being a great hero. This method of drawing a bow is astonishing!"

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