7 Luck Again? (1/2)

Helpless, Zhao Feng picked up the bow again and slowly pulled the string.

“Looks at this kid’s stance, it is obvious that he is a newbie!”

“Hmph! If he hits the center this time, I will write my name backwards.”

The archers on the field had excited faces and looked down upon Zhao Feng.

The person in the crowd who had the highest skill was Zhao Yui. He had a face full of confidence as he stated, “Archery skills are only improved by shooting infinite times. Only then will you become a peak archer.”

His words made those archers around nod in agreement.

Zhao Feng squinted his eyes, but did not use his left eye this time. If he used his left eye, it would obviously hit dead center.

Zhao Feng decided to go low key, so he just barely used his left eye. At the same time, the Continuous Meteorite Arrows skill in his mind merged into his heart and became a part of him.

Every part of Zhao Feng’s body, even his breathing, started to have a small change.

These changes weren’t watched closely by the people. However, being an exceptional archer, Zhao Yui’s eyes flashed.

_Shoosh-_

The bow shot out an arrow that whipped through the air, and like a meteorite, landed on the target.

Dead center!

“Another tenth ring!” Zhao Feng had a wronged expression.

This time he didn’t even fully use his left eye, but only the skills of Continuous Meteorite Arrows. He thought that it was hard to get a good result, but did not know that he would still hit dead center.

_Ah!_ He shook his head and sighed. His actions made the disciples faces go tense.

“Another dead center, what is this guy!?”

“He’s got two dead centers now, how can someone be so lucky?” The archers had confused expressions and were unwilling to believe.

“Ok, I have finished shooting, I am going to go now.” Zhao Feng patted his clothes, then put down his bow and got ready to leave.

Looking at his back, all the archers around felt angry.

“Kid! Stop right there!” a cold voice came from behind.

Zhao Feng stopped walking and turned around.

The person who called him was Zhao Yui. He had a face full of anger and his third rank of pressured the people around him. Zhao Yui was seventeen or eighteen years old. The fact that he had higher cultivation and was also bigger than Zhao Feng added some ferocity.

“I have already shot my arrow, what else do you want me to do?”

Although Zhao Yui was strong, and Zhao Feng didn’t have any confidence in winning, it did not mean Feng was scared of him.

“You are still acting!” Zhao Feng snorted. “You are not a beginner, you are just here to play us!”

After this was said, the archers around him all came to a realization and nodded in agreement.

“No wonder this kid had so much luck, he was just a tiger pretending to be a pig!”

“Hmph, this guy dares to play us!”

The disciples around believed Zhao Yui’s words and started shouting at Zhao Feng with angry faces.

“Calm down everyone, this was indeed my first time shooting.” Zhao Feng shook his head; he really wasn’t a tiger pretending to be a pig. To get such a good result was not something that he expected.

Zhao Yui stared at him and twinkled his eyes: “Even I got tricked by the first two arrows. However, the third arrow…your hand stance has obviously reached a high level. To shoot fifty meters and hit the center twice in a row. What kind of beginner has this kind of luck?”

He had reason for his words. It did not matter if Zhao Feng had one hundred mouths, because he still wouldn’t be able to explain.

“What do you guys want?” Zhao Feng’s face turned cold. If he could not explain, then there was no point in explaining.

“Heheh kiddo, you have the nerve to play us. So we’re not gonna let you leave so easily.”

The disciples around all touched their fists and more and more people came crowding in.

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“Sister Yufei, that place seems popular, let us go over and see.”

Some of the sect’s girls were attracted by all the attention. These girls’ ages were between twelve and sixteen. One of them wore a purple dress. She had a face as white as snow and seemed fragile, but her beauty was incomparable.

“Too beautiful…. Who is she?”

One youth the same age as Zhao Feng stood dazzled and his eyes locked on to the girl.

“That’s the sect new genius Zhao Yufei!” Most of the sect’s disciples knew the girl’s identity.

“She is only fifteen years old, and she is already at the peak of the third rank. She will be at the fourth rank soon and will then become a true Martial Artist.”