1537: C1537 It's a Test Shot

C1537 It's a Test Shot

"Boring. Ye Fan, let's go and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the Heavenly Court! How about I bring you to play in First Heaven?"

Tian Yu wanted to spend more time alone with Ye Fan, so she had already planned the date location.

However, Ye Fan's interest was waning.

There were a total of 36 Heavens in the Heavenly Court.

Below the Fourth Heavens was the Human Realm. It was similar to the ancient Huaxia, and it was similar to the Demon Realm.

There was no meaning at all.

Ye Fan wanted to refuse.

A familiar figure walked into the door.

Their eyes met, and they were filled with shock.

"Ye Fan? Why are you in the Three Phoenix Palace?"

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched. "Of course I'm here to see Brother Nezha."

Then, he directly hugged Nezha's shoulder, looking very intimate.

Nezha didn't refuse either.

After all, he might be the future son-in-law. Their entire family lived under Jade Emperor's Yu Meng, so they naturally didn't dare to offend the son-in-law.

"Senior brother, this... Is he really your friend?" Aobing was shocked. He never thought that Ye Fan had such a strong network.

But there was an outsider here.

Tian Yu didn't dare to be so close to Ye Fan.

Otherwise, it might cause rumors in the Heavenly Court.

"The two of you are here as well."

Aobing bowed respectfully.

Both of them nodded in return.

Nezha then asked, "Aobing, why are you here? Is there something you need?"

"Nothing. I just have some questions about archery recently. I want to ask senior brother for clarification."

" Oh? Even if your shooting skills aren't at the peak of perfection, you can still do it with a hundred steps. What else can be difficult for you?"

Aobing was delighted when he received Nezha's extremely high evaluation.

"Senior brother, you're too kind. Compared to you, my shooting skills are simply unconventional. I still need to improve."

His eyes moved, and he saw the longbow in Ye Fan's hand.

"Ye Fan, you also know how to shoot arrows?"

Ye Fan shrugged. He faintly felt that someone was going to give him something.

"I just learned it."

Aobing was overjoyed.

Haha, that's great. I like to bully newbies the most.

"I haven't been training for long. Why don't we have a competition?"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. "We can compete, but I won't do it without a prize."

"What prize do you want?"

Ye Fan pondered for a while. "Do you have any offensive magic weapon?"

"Of course!"

Aobing took out a golden rope from his pocket.

"This is the Immortal Binding Rope. The stronger the user, the more powerful the person it can bind. It was made from the dragon tendon of a dragon king in ancient times. If it wasn't for the huge difference in strength, no one would be able to escape."

Ye Fan's eyes lit up.

This was a good thing.

With him, he basically wouldn't need to do anything to enemies with similar strength in the future.

"Alright, let's use him as the prize."

"Then what do you use?"

Aobing curled his lips, his face full of disdain. "What is it? Do you still want to go for free?"

"How about using the Qiankun Bow in my hand?"

"Hmph, this belongs to my senior brother, not yours."

"It's mine."

"What?"

Aobing couldn't believe it, so he quickly looked at Nezha.

Nezha nodded in confirmation. "Before you came, I already gave this bow to Mr Ye."

Aobing was really angry in his heart.

I'm your junior brother. I asked you for it so many times, but you didn't even give it to me.

Instead, you gave it to an outsider?

Fine, today I will win with my strength.

"Alright, it's a deal then."

Confirm everything.

Nezha waved his hand slowly, and the entire courtyard of the Three Phoenix Palace instantly turned into a shooting range.

Dozens of bows and arrows were also placed behind everyone. They were exquisitely made and had beautiful lines. They were the weapons he provided the two of them with.

When they looked at it, they felt like it was surging and majestic, causing them to unconsciously become excited.

"Choose the bow, you can choose whatever you want!"

Aobing was incomparably confident. He believed that he could control all the bows as he pleased, far surpassing Ye Fan.

In fact, there were many types of bows. They were commonly used to pull straight bows, reverse bows, longbows, and short longbows.

They were used in different situations.

If one were to shoot close to the target, it would be more popular to use short bows.

But Ye Fan cared too much.

The Qiankun Bow was a high-end magic weapon, and competing with Aobing would be bullying him.

He casually touched a Reversal Bow and prepared everything.

Ye Fan gently stroked the bow's body. This bow was not bad, and it felt almost the same as the Heaven and Earth Bow.

"I will use this one."

Aobing frowned.

"You want to use it to compete with me?"

He felt humiliated.

The reverse bow was longer, so it was more difficult to master accuracy.

Its advantage lay in its strength, which allowed it to have a longer range.

However, it was best to use a short bow for short distances, which was handy and precise.

"Hmph, that won't do. That way, I'll feel that I won't win by force." Aobing shook his head.

"You can't win." Ye Fan shook his head, not giving Aobing any face.

Nezha also smiled. "It's fine, Aobing. Just let Ye Fan use whatever he likes! He learned this bow just now. If it was anything else, it would cause him to lose his accuracy. Also, I feel like you aren't his match."

Sigh!

Nezha sighed.

Even the Barefoot Immortal wasn't a match for him, let alone you.

"Pfft!"

Aobing was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This was really looking down on people.

He knew that he was no match for him without even having to compete with him?

And I'm your junior brother.

Didn't you just say that I have a hundred steps to the top?

Am I inferior to a newbie?

Nezha obviously knew what he was thinking. He gave him a look that you will know later.

"Alright, let's compete then. Don't deny your loss." Aobing gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry. With so many witnesses, I won't go back on my word." Ye Fan said faintly.

"Okay. Ten bows without moving the target. Ten bows moving the target. How about it?" Aobing said.

"No problem."

...

Aobing chose the most common short bow among the many bows. He did not want to use the bow too differently from Ye Fan.

If that was the case, even if he won, he would not feel good about it.

Aobing, who picked up the short bow, had a solemn expression. He no longer looked angry.

Not only did he have to be steady when he drew the bow, but he also had to be steady in his eyes and heart.

He could not be affected by any external factors.

He drew the bow, aimed, and let go of the target!

"Bang!"

A huge sound of air piercing through the eardrums shot towards the heart.

"Puff!"

The long arrow transformed from spirit energy entered the target.

This arrow was only a few points away from the target, not much, not much. It was exactly nine rings.

Aobing shook his head. He felt that the result was not ideal. With his strength, he could hit the target more accurately.

"Not bad. I can hit nine points at once." Nezha couldn't help but exclaim.

No matter what, he was still his junior brother in name.

Under the circumstances of the competition, he didn't want Aobing to be too isolated.

In order to increase the difficulty of his own body, Aobing chose a bow with an extremely tough bowstring, which was only second to the reverse bow in Ye Fan's hand.

Under strong resilience, I need more strength to stabilize my bow and arrow. My accuracy will definitely be lowered, so Aobing's number of rings is enough!

"Ye Fan, it's your turn. You must defeat him!"

Tian Yu cheered on from the side.

Ye Fan smiled and shot his bow. He did not even have the time to aim.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

The arrow fell.

Basically, it hit the center of the target, which was ten points.

"Hiss!"

It was so accurate.

Aobing was slightly shocked. It seemed like Ye Fan still had some strength.

However, he was still not afraid.

The uncertainty of archery was too strong. One arrow or two arrows could not see the problem at all.

Aobing reorganized himself and shot another arrow.

"Bang!"

It was also a bullseye, and it was more accurate. It was basically 10: 5.

Seeing the near perfect number, Aobing finally revealed a smile.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan casually shot another arrow. It was still ten points.

Aobing was secretly pleased with himself. According to his accuracy, after five arrows, the total number would definitely exceed Ye Fan's.

The two of them drew their bows, and each of their arrows shot out without missing a shot, hitting the target's surroundings.

Now he had a total of fifty-nine seven points, while Ye Fan had a total of sixty points.

Aobing frowned. This was really strange. Ye Fan had actually shot six arrows and ten points in a row.

The arrows hit the same spot.

Nezha laughed secretly, it seems like Aobing found something.

"Ye Fan, did you use some special method to cheat? Why do you always get ten points?"

Aobing was not stupid. Ten points at one time was a coincidence, two times was a coincidence, but the probability of six times appearing in a row was almost zero.

He did not believe that Ye Fan was so accurate, and only thought that he cheated.

"Aobing, this is the Three Phoenix Palace, the residence of Marshal Zhong Tan! No one can cheat here, and Nezha won't let anyone cheat either. You'd better watch your words and actions."

Ye Fan shouted, scaring Aobing into hiding, causing him to feel a bit scared.

However, this sort of fear lasted for a brief moment. He wasn't Ye Fan's junior brother, so why would he be afraid of him?

But Ye Fan was right. He snorted coldly and did not speak anymore. Instead, he continued to shoot with his bow.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Aobing kept shooting arrows. Ten arrows, no more, no less. His ring number was also fixed at 99 points and nine rings.

Ye Fan still had four bows left. Unless Ye Fan hit ten more rings, he would lose without a doubt.

However, fate played tricks on him. Ye Fan's four arrows came to an end, and the ring number was fixed at 100.

Ten arrows!

Nezha chuckled on the side.

Ye Fan had used this method to win the barefoot deity. He was very crafty, but it also indirectly confirmed his accuracy. It was almost incomparable.

He even had some doubts.0

Was this really Ye Fan's first time shooting an arrow? How could he have such high talent?

Even if it was compared to him, he might as well give in.

As for Aobing competing with Ye Fan, it was simply asking for humiliation.

...

Aobing wanted to grind his teeth into pieces. How could a person shoot an arrow so accurately?

Won't his hands shake?

When he controlled his strength, his strength wouldn't increase by a single point?

Can he ensure that his spirit energy will remain the same every time?

How on earth did Ye Fan train?

Aobing had lost, and he was unwilling to accept it.

Fortunately, he still had ten arrows to move the target. He could still get rid of the shame.

Hmph, you have ten points, right? As long as my bow is higher than ten points, I can beat you.

Aobing's gaze turned cold, and his spirit energy moved slightly.

In an instant, the target that was originally stuck in the ground began to stir. In a short while, it began to shake, without any pattern to speak of.

"I'll go first!"

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