Houfu Key Class

"No, no, no, let's not compete. How dare we do anything in front of Mr. Luo?"

The teenagers backed up and tried to run away, but as soon as they retreated, they fell back on the Luo family servants.

"..."

I want to run now, but it seems I can’t.

Another group of servants emerged from behind Luo Ji, carrying two large cages of pigeons and placing them in front of the young people.

The servants introduced the rules: "There are thirty pigeons in each cage. The process of releasing them is very short. Please shoot the arrows before the pigeons fly out of sight. The one with the larger number wins. Our eldest son has said that if you can win, today's hunting will be the first. I gave up my winnings voluntarily.”

Several teenagers looked at each other. Although they were coveting the first place prize, what if Luo Ji wasn't a fake?

Someone timidly asked, "What if, what if, what if we lose?"

"If you lose, apologize to our eldest son." The servant said.

"Oh...then, it doesn't look serious. Brother Zhao, come on. You have the best archery skills. Luo Ji is definitely no match for you."

"No, no, no, no, brother Zhang, you are being humble. You are the genius boy in our martial arts academy. You come, you come."

"No, no, no, let's do it with Brother Wen. He looks the calmest and didn't say a word. There will definitely be no pressure against Luo Ji."

"I'm so scared that I can't speak!"

"..."

The little devil and others watched the show with smiles, and occasionally whispered to each other to discuss which boy seemed to be better at winning Luo Ji.

Wei Xinglu said seriously: "I think Luo Ji is more winning than them. His aura is a bit similar to Qin Ye's. He can't lose at first sight."

The little devil's smiling face fell instantly. He turned around and started to spray: "You said you won't lose, so you won't lose. Why are you talking about Qin Ye? Qin Ye is not the undefeated God of War, I am the good one!"

Shen Yibai let out a disgusted sigh: "You have never passed Qin Ye's exam. Yueyue is running after him."

The top spot in Qingbo Academy will always be Qin Ye.

Zong Jincheng gritted his teeth and said: "Celu, my policy is better than his. The academy's ranking is nothing, and the autumn exam is nothing. Next year's spring exam, that is our home court!"

Shen Yibai blinked and said, "Qin Ye is still the most powerful now."

Little Devil: "..." The fist is already hard.

He Zheng patted the two eldest brothers on the shoulders and said, "Look, they seem to be starting a fight internally."

Those young men, all fifteen or sixteen years old, were so frightened that they pushed each other when faced with Luo Ji, who was two years younger than them.

Luo Ji spoke calmly, ending their humility: "The four of you, come together."

Five melon-eating teenagers: "!!!"

He Zheng: "Oh my god..."

Zong Wenxiu: "He is so strong."

Zong Jincheng: "What a crazy kid!"

Shen Yibai: "He is indeed powerful."

Wei Xinglu: "I would say like Qin Ye."

Zong Jincheng kicked him: "Go to hell..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The five people were eating melon happily, but the four teenagers over there refused to give in and instantly became united.

"Okay, since Mr. Luo is so confident, let's boldly ask for advice."

"Please." Luo Ji said without moving his eyes.

The servants carried the cage over, and when the four young men prepared their bows and arrows, they opened the cage and the pigeons poured out.

There was no height requirement for the competition. The four teenagers knew that it was best to shoot the pigeons when they were at the lowest point. They shot at them one by one with their bows and arrows. The pigeons were frightened and fluttered before they could fly high, and began to flee in all directions.

Without standing in front of the young masters, Zong Wenxiu also pulled his brothers back to avoid being injured by the arrow feathers.

"Why is the archery competition like this?" Shen Yibai asked doubtfully, "I thought it was a target shooting competition."

The little devil told him: "It is easy to shoot a dead target, but it is difficult to shoot a live target. Of course, the comparison is better than the live target, so that there can be a clear distinction."

Shen Yibai hummed: "My little wild boar is also a living target, so I am also the most powerful."

The little devil rolled his eyes at him and said, "Your little wild boar didn't move at all. What's the difference between it and a dead target?"

After saying that, he paused.

He thought of the prey he encountered in the hunting ground today. They seemed to be quiet and honest, and they were shot without moving much.

Usually when they encounter such live prey, they have never shot so accurately... But, those prey are obviously alive?

Zong Jincheng couldn't understand. Wei Xinglu patted him on the shoulder and told him to watch the fun: "These four young men are also very good at archery. They have already shot more than ten animals. Luo Ji is the only one who has to challenge four of them." , It’s probably unlikely that we’ll win.”

The pigeons in the sky were almost flying. The four teenagers shot the last wave of arrow feathers, and another one fell down.

The servant ran over and quickly counted the number: "Fifteen."

"Half of the pigeons were shot!" He Zheng said excitedly, "Four people shot half of the pigeons in such a short period of time. It's amazing!"

Zong Wenxiu murmured: "If it were us, we shouldn't be able to shoot even five."

The always confident trio: "..."

This is really not convenient to brag about.

Wei Xinglu quickly changed the subject: "We specialize in literature. Great talents don't need to compete with others in archery skills. Wait and see how Luo Ji fights back."

Shen Yibai used four fingers to widen his eyes, fearing that he would miss it: "Now, let me see how strong the martial version of Qin Ye is."

Zong Jincheng heard that Qin Ye was not convinced, and he also started to be stubborn: "I don't think Luo Ji will win. The pigeons fly so quickly, how can he have time to shoot so many arrows." He felt that it was not enough, and added, "He will definitely lose."

The second cage of pigeons was ready.

Beside Luo Ji, thirty arrow feathers were ready. The moment the cage was opened, they quietly waited for the pigeons to fly over their heads.

"Why doesn't he move?" Shen Yibai muttered, "Is there enough time? To win, at least fifteen pigeons need to be shot."

"It moves, it moves, my God, what is that?" He Zheng rubbed his eyes, feeling as if he was dazzled.

Luo Ji concentrated and calmed down. At the right height, he quickly pulled out several arrow feathers from the quiver. It only took a moment for him to draw the bow and arrow. Then, several arrow feathers shot into the air like a storm!

"Puff--"

"Puff--"

The sound of the pigeons being shot and falling continued!

Zong Jincheng was originally still lazily looking indifferent, but suddenly he opened his eyes wide, took two quick steps forward, and looked up in shock: "That's... three arrows fired at once!"

"Three arrows fired at once! Every arrow hit the target!"

"He's so fast! This is the third time he's shot the arrow!"

"Is he still human!"

"Oh my God... Martial Academy... Are all the talented young men in the Martial Academy like this?" Shen Yibai's mouth was wide open enough to swallow an egg.