Emperor Jiuyin

The competition in the fourth group seemed boring and boring.

It's not that the fourth group really lacks good players, it's because the confrontation between Li Hanxue and Lu Tong just now was too fierce, and it has satisfied all the expectations and imaginations of all the experts for the archery trial competition.

Zhuyu was in front, and even though two masters who could shoot ten pavilions appeared in the fourth group, everyone was not surprised at all, and instead maintained a calm attitude as usual.

The team of more than 500 people was quickly eliminated until there were only about ten people left, and these ten people were also in a very heavy mood.

The two people who had already shot ten pavilions were standing aside, waiting for another fierce battle between the two of them after everyone was eliminated.

The two of them were smiling, and they both saw strong fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"It seems that the top spot in the fourth group is either you or me."

"What you said is wrong. The first place belongs to me only, not you!"

"Hmph, don't be overconfident. In terms of endurance, I am by no means inferior to that fifth-level Dragon Lord just now. You'd better be mentally prepared."

"Sorry, my endurance is stronger than that of the fifth-level dragon king just now, so just wait and lose."

Both of them were bragging about their own strength to each other in order to undermine each other's self-confidence. However, both of them were quite confident and their mentality was not affected in the slightest.

But at this moment, a shocking arrow burst into glory, and a gray arrow penetrated the sky, like thunder, piercing the night! Like lightning, tearing apart the haze! Like a bolt from the blue, it hit everyone's hearts and minds and shocked everyone!

The two Dragon Lords, who were still boasting, turned their heads to look and were stunned on the spot.

I saw endless thunder and fire bursting out from the eleventh pavilion! So bright and dazzling, so shocking, that person catches the eye!

"Someone shot the distance of Eleven Pavilion!"

"I saw that right! Someone actually shot into the Eleventh Pavilion in the first round!"

Everyone's eyes were cast on a man with silver hair. His face was cold, clear-cut, and his eyes were deep. He was holding a silver bow that was as beautiful as his silver hair, giving people the impression that strangers should not approach him. sense of resistance.

Lei Zhengfeng and Shen Gongmen Duan Qiu were shocked when they saw this, "Eleven Pavilion! How did he do it?"

Li Hanxue was also very surprised, "He actually did it."

The Unparalleled Saint smiled and said: "Brother Li, it seems that among the strongest, there is a strong opponent, and there is someone stronger than you."

Li Hanxue smiled slightly and said: "There are people outside the world. There are people outside the world. There are people better than me. This is normal."

Li Hanxue didn't pay too much attention, because he knew that the silver bow in the hands of this silver-haired man was unusual, and its power was probably comparable to the Soul Shooting Dragon Sword Bow.

If Li Hanxue were allowed to shoot with the Soul Shooting Dragon Sword Bow, Li Hanxue would be equally confident that the shot would reach the Eleventh Pavilion.

The two people who were bragging about their strength just now saw their expressions change drastically when they saw the silver-haired man shoot as far as the Eleventh Pavilion. They only thought of two words: "It's over!"

The appearance of a monster of this level in the fourth group was beyond everyone's expectations.

Even Lord Yanshan was alarmed. He personally descended from the sky and asked the silver-haired man: "What is your name?"

The silver-haired man said: "Leng Yin."

"I look forward to your subsequent performance." Yanshan Jun said.

At this time, the fourth group completely exploded, and the remaining ten or so people tried their best. The two guys who boasted before also used their best strength, hoping to trigger a miracle and shoot as far as the Eleventh Pavilion.

But the distance from Eleven Pavilion is so difficult.

After a quarter of an hour, there was no doubt that they were all defeated.

The top spot in the fourth group fell to Leng Yin.

In this way, the first round of competition has ended, and the top four have been decided.

The first group, Shen Gongmen Duan Qiu, the second group, Zhitianmen Lei Zhengfeng, the third group, Li Hanxue, and the fourth group, Leng Yin, these four people advanced to the semi-finals.

Lord Yanshan said: "Today's competition ends here. The four of you go back to rest and regain your strength before fighting again tomorrow."

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Li Hanxue wanted to leave directly with Wushuang Shengjun, but Wushuang Shengjun said: "Let's go talk to that Leng Yin. If we know ourselves and the enemy, we can fight a hundred battles without danger."

Wushuang Shengjun insisted on this, and Li Hanxue had no choice but to go with him to find Leng Yin.

"Brother Leng Yin, wait!" The Wushuang Saint Lord called from behind.

Leng Yin turned around and stared at Li Hanxue and Wushuang Shengjun, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes, "What do you two want from me?"

Wushuang Shengjun smiled and said: "There is nothing special. I just want to go to Zuiwenglou with Brother Leng for a few drinks. I wonder if Brother Leng is willing to give me a favor?"

Leng Yin said: "I don't drink."

Wushuang Sage said: "Since you don't want to drink, how about we go have a cup of tea?"

Leng Yin looked at Li Hanxue and Wushuang Shengjun again, pondered for a moment, and nodded.

The two of them chose a teahouse nearby and actually sat down to drink tea.

Leng Yin is taciturn and has an extremely cold temperament, unwilling to talk to anyone at all. When Wushuang Sage asked him ten questions, he would often only answer one, and sometimes he would not even bother to answer. wavv

In the end, apart from knowing that his name was Leng Yin, I still knew nothing about this person Li Hanxue and Wushuang Shengjun.

Wushuang Shengjun had no choice but to dig out more useful information from his mouth, so he had to give up.

After half an hour, Leng Yin stood up and said: "It's getting late, I should go back and say goodbye."

After Leng Yin left, Wushuang Shengjun sighed: "This Leng Yin is really cold and cold. He looks like a dragon, but I don't know which dragon he is."

Li Hanxue said: "Since he doesn't want to say more, there is no need to deliberately spy on his identity."

"That's right." Wushuang Sage smiled and said, "Brother Li, are you sure you can beat Leng Yin in the battle tomorrow?"

Li Hanxue said: "You will know after the comparison."

"After the competition? I think you have no chance to compete." At this time, three people walked into the teahouse, led by Lei Zhengfeng, Shen Gongmen Duan Qiu on the left, and Zuo Yi on the right.

The three of them walked up to Li Hanxue, and Duan Qiu was the first to speak, "Your name is Li Hanxue, right? I don't care where you got the wind-piercing bow, just give it back to me! This thing is the treasure of my divine bow sect. Allow outsiders to get involved.”

"Why are these guys still lingering?" Li Hanxue thought to himself.

In fact, after the first round of arrow testing, Lei Zhengfeng felt uneasy in his heart. Not to mention the Leng Yin who shot out of the Eleventh Pavilion, let alone Li Hanxue, Lei Zhengfeng was not completely sure of defeating him.

He was afraid that Mr. Yanshan would come up with weird rules in the second round and restrict his performance. In this case, he might really lose to Li Hanxue.

So in order to prevent this from happening, Lei Zhengfeng and Duan Qiu followed Li Hanxue and the others to the teahouse.