Looking at Gu Bencan's sarcastic expression, Mo Feng ignored him as if he hadn't seen it, which made the latter's face gloomy and stared at Mo Feng with some angriness. In his career, except when he first debuted, the rest were just looking down on others.

But it is undeniable that this person is indeed very strong.

36 arrows and 350 rings. If he maintains this score, he may break the world record in the next round. It is inevitable that he will be arrogant and arrogant with such shocking results. But Mo Feng is even more arrogant than him and does not even turn him over.

Of course, it is difficult to achieve a 350 ring in the first round and the next round. After all, long-term bowing is extremely physically exhausting. Moreover, the hit rate of a target of 90 meters is not high, and even the world's top players will be difficult to achieve 60% of the hit.

There were constant cheers in the scene, and many countries had the strength.

However, in the face of the results of the game, it seems insignificant. Most players have scores between 335 and 342 points, which is like a watershed, and only a handful of people can exceed 342.

On the field, the Chinese player shot the last arrow.

The head coach shook his head slightly, and the player was also a little depressed. He participated in the Olympic Games at the age of 19, but his record was not satisfactory. In the archery team competition, the two players except him had pretty good results, with one full ring hitting a shooting rate of more than 60.

However, he dragged the team competition, stopped the semi-finals with a slight disadvantage, and failed to end the situation of China's archery event without medals for more than ten years.

"Coach, I..." He was in his twenties, lowered his head and held the bow and arrow and felt a little at a loss, with self-blame, inferiority, and helplessness.

He shot 328 points, ninety meters away from him, and the rest were eight or nine points. This score was not even a medium, it was a situation that was completely inferior.

"It's okay, let's take a break, there's still a second round." The archery coach patted his shoulder and said word by word.

"Yes," the boy nodded, but he felt extremely uncomfortable inside because he knew that the points in individual matches were mainly based on the first round, and the second round could guarantee the points in the previous round.

Seeing the big boy go to rest aside, the coach sighed softly, but then he turned his eyes to Mo Feng, who was calm from beginning to end, because the latter could not see any nervousness at this time.

"Mo Feng, you have an injury on your shoulder. Be careful and don't force yourself." The head coach stepped forward and spoke, but there was a hint of hope in his words. This team competition probably depends on whether Mo Feng can take the lead.

Mo Feng smiled gently, revealing the harmless smile of the human and animal. At the same time, he grabbed the bow and arrow in his hand very fancy. Under the solemn voice of the referee, Mo Feng strided forward and exchanged positions with the player facing the position in front.

Ju Bencan was right next to Mo Feng's face. At this moment, the corner of his mouth curled up, then he raised his thumb provocatively, then flipped it directly, compared it hard, and looked like you were a garbage expression.

Archery is about meditation and concentration. At this time, he is very scheming to anger Mo Feng and make him uneasy. However, the latter is the same as before, still indifferent, as if nothing can affect him.

Seeing this, Gu Bencan gritted his teeth viciously. The feeling of hitting the cotton with one punch made him very upset.

At this time, the audience inside and outside the venue became restless.

"Cao, this guy is so arrogant!"

"Haha, this is a man who is about to become the treble champion. How can he not be arrogant? In the first round of the individual competition, there are only a few who have scored 350 points in the entire arctic world, and in the first round of the individual competition, right?"

"Yeah, this player should not be underestimated. I hope Mo Feng can withstand the pressure and get high scores!"

"I'm afraid this anchor is not easy to win. After all, the opponent is almost every shot, which is no longer something that ordinary people can do."

For a time, the live broadcast room and the audience were optimistic, and some thought Mo Feng was not good. After all, although Mo Feng had some videos to prove that his strength was not bad, his shoulder injury had not healed, and he was probably performing...

As the party involved, Mo Feng stood there leisurely and quietly waited for the start of the competition.

He really didn't care about archery, after all, archery is not difficult. As for the so-called endurance, there is no difference between Mo Feng.

As the referee's countdown sounded, the 32 players raised their bows together, each with solemn faces, and his sharp eyes were staring at the target not far away.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

With the referee's order, many players released the spreader and instantly, arrows made of carbon fiber flew out.

Thirty meters, this distance is equivalent to a point-givea question for professional players. For 18 arrows of 30 meters and 50 meters, outstanding players only allow two arrows at most, not full rings.

Just like, all the players in the row hit the target at this time.

Then, the second arrow, the third arrow, the fifth arrow...

Nine arrows at a distance of 30 meters were shot at this time, and there were many who scored the best score, and Mo Feng was also one of them.

Then, the target with a distance of fifty meters was not close, but for professional players, the full ring was not a big problem. At this time, Mo Feng looked at the target with a smile on his lips, and then he raised his bow and took the arrow.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Arrows kept flying out, roots lying on the target.

In a blink of an eye, nine more arrows were shot, but the scene became a bit solemn.

After this round of arrows shot, there were still not many full rings, including Mo Feng.

"Oh, no! How is this possible? The No. 13 target player actually..." The commentator shouted in a hurry and excitedly, but the scene in front of him really shocked him.

"Director, the director quickly cut the No. 13 target and cut to the main screen." The commentator shouted quickly.

As the commentator finished shouting, the backstage director cut the screen in just three seconds, but the backstage staff were shocked.

The next second, on the big screen.

"suck!!!"

Countless viewers took a breath, and the storied figures and coaches from various countries exclaimed in surprise. The big guys on the judges all slapped the table, their faces were full of disbelief, and they all exclaimed: "How is this possible?"

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert sees the tricks.

At this moment, Yu Bencan's eyes were wrinkled tightly, and a sense of crisis appeared in his heart. As his coach said, Mo Feng might be the biggest threat to his trip. He didn't care at first, but he watched the eight arrows on the projection screen form a smaller circle almost symmetrically, and then the last arrow shot into it.

"Eleventh Ring, is this fucking the eleventh Ring!"

"Unbelievable, shouldn't this be just a legend? Even professional players can't reach this level!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would have been impossible to believe it.
Chapter completed!