Liang Xiao ignored Li Jiao, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

After shooting twice, there were eight arrows in total. Although he only hit three arrows, he was already familiar with the venue. There are many factors that affect archery, such as the environment, wind direction, weather, and even the angle of sunlight. The arrow marquis is a hundred steps away, and the shooting position is about the same size as the winner standing next to him. It is not easy to see clearly, and it is even more difficult to shoot.

Huan Yuan taught him sound shooting skills and pay attention to ear strength. His eyesight was not outstanding. After practicing hard for a year, his eyesight was only slightly stronger than ordinary people. Compared with Li Jiao, who has been accustomed to ejaculation since childhood, he has no advantage.

However, he was more focused than Li Jiao. Adhering to what Huan Yuan said about "sitting, lying, walking, and not leaving the bow", he had to think about shooting skills almost at all times, not just when holding the bow and pinching the arrows.

Huan Yuan didn't let him practice martial arts because he was afraid that he would be distracted and hoped that he could practice his archery skills at all times.

Only their master and apprentice know this, but others don’t know it at all.

After a long period of concentration, Liang Xiao had some insights. For example, at this moment, he could feel the wind that was gradually increasing. The wind blew through his ears, and the whimpering sound was increased by at least 30% compared to just now. If he didn't experience it carefully, ordinary people would not feel this change at all.

But he noticed it.

Listening quietly for a moment of wind, Liang Xiao took a long breath, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his bow at a lightning speed, pulled it all up, and when it filled it, it was released. The bow string trembled, and the feather arrow left the string.

Liang Xiao remained motionless, maintaining the posture of opening the bow and shooting arrows, but closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sound of the wind in his ears.

The wind has not changed much.

"Bow right!" A loud shout from the winner came from a distance, with a little surprise. Liang Xiao and the others shot now, shooting seven arrows in total. The six arrows in front were all the largest ones. It was the first time that they shot on the bell, so he shouted very loudly.

"Cai!" The audience cheered in unison, all happy that Liang Xiao shot right and bowed. At such a long distance, although the shot straight was not comparable to Zhonghu, it was rare. Even by chance, it was worth a shout. Even Li Guang nodded involuntarily.

Li Danghu smiled but said nothing.

Li Jiao frowned, stood on the object again, took an arrow, looked at the arcade in the distance, and raised the bow. He was not affected by anything, but according to his established habit, he aimed at the upper part of the arcade, and shot out one arrow.

This time, he shot the last one with an arrow. He closed his bow, glanced at Liang Xiao, and gave up his position again.

Liang Xiao didn't look at him at all. When Li Jiao was shooting arrows, he kept closing his eyes and feeling the sound of the wind in his ears. The wind seemed to have strengthened a little more. He slightly adjusted his target and shot an arrow.

The adjustment range seemed a bit large, and the arrow shot across the edge of the bent right. If it could be slightly higher or lower, it could be shot at the previous or next. The winner was a little regretful and shook the flag.

"We're the same again." Li Jiao laughed, and shot the bow again, and shot the Hou with one arrow. This time, he shot the next one. He smiled proudly. "Look at you."

Liang Xiao stood on the object again, leaned his body left, held the bow with his left hand drooping, and raised the string with his right hand, but did not open the bow, but closed his eyes, motionless, and listened carefully to the sound of the wind in his ears.

Liang Xiao didn't shoot the bow for a long time, and the people next to him were confused and started talking whispering. Li Gan teased and said, "Why didn't he shoot yet? Are you afraid? If this arrow is not shot, he will have no chance to win."

"What do you know?" Li Guang's face was very serious. "He is listening to the wind."

"Listen to the wind?" Li Gan was surprised. "He listened to the wind with his ears and distinguished the wind speed and direction?"

"Yes, this is the secret technique of shooting a sonic. "Li Guang whispered: "Usually, shooters rely on their eyes to judge the wind speed and direction. Shooters are different from others, relying on their ears. Listening with their ears seems clumsy, but they can make people concentrate more and mobilize innate power. The higher the ear power, the greater the power, the faster the arrows are shot, and the easier it is to hit the target."

"Innate power?" Li Gan was shocked: "What kind of power is this? Why have you never heard Ah Weng say?"

"The innate power can only be realized, and cannot be forced. If you say it too early and blindly pursue it, it will affect your practice of shooting. Hey, Liang Xiao has just been practicing shooting for a year. Has he realized the innate power?"

At this moment, Liang Xiao caught the moment when the wind was slightly slower, his left leaning body suddenly raised, raised the bow with his left hand, and raised the string with his right hand, and pulled the bow to full, then let go of the thumb of the string.

"Swoosh!" The feather arrow rushed over and disappeared in a flash. As soon as the arrow left the string, Liang Xiao felt the sound of the wind in his ears rise again, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

A hundred steps away, the arrow will take more than two seconds to fly, and the slight changes in wind speed may cause the arrow to fall off the target. He made adjustments, but he could not guarantee that. If the arrow shot empty, he would have no chance to win. At most, he would have a draw with Li Jiao, without a winner.

"Zhongshou!" The winner shouted, revealing indescribable surprise.

Liang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. Not only did this arrow not fall off the target, but it actually hit the swan. He was very lucky. He looked at Li Jiao and chuckled: "Li Jun, it seems that I am lucky. I bowed with one arrow and hit the swan with one arrow. If you don't hit the swan with the last arrow, there is basically no hope of winning.

Li Jiao's face became ugly, and she felt very nervous. Of course, he knew that the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the difficulty of shooting was increased several times, let alone shooting a swan. However, Liang Xiao was right. If he couldn't shoot a swan, he still couldn't guarantee victory.

Li Jiao held the bow and hesitated for a moment.

Li Guang was very disappointed. He could probably guess Li Jiao's mood at the moment. However, what he was disappointed was not that Li Jiao might lose, but that Li Jiao showed no confidence at the moment. Tong Meng had participated in countless competitions and hunting. Li Jiao had a lot more experience than Liang Xiao, but his mood was not as strong as Liang Xiao. This is what disappointed him.

Just one competition is like this. If it is a head-on battle, how much can he perform his shooting skills? Li Guang remembered Zheng’s letter at that time and the courage of Liang Xiao and Feng Ji during the duel, and couldn’t help but sigh, turned around and left.

Li Danghuo did not leave. He stood there and quietly watched the two people in the game.

Li Jiao looked back at Li Guang, but when she happened to see Li Guang turn around and leave, her heart couldn't help but feel sank.

Is my father disappointed me? Yes, it’s so hard to shoot a swan so hard.

Liu Ling, who had been watching coldly, showed a relieved smile. This heart-wrenching game is finally over. Li Jiao is already in a mess and may miss the last arrow. In this way, even if Liang Xiao shoots the last arrow, he can win by bowing and hitting the swan with one arrow.

She doesn't have to bear a huge loss of one thousand gold at least.

She looked back at Xiu Cheng Zizhong and Han Yan, and smiled sweetly.

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