Chapter 1862 The Fourth Group of Monsters

The competition of the fourth group seemed dull and boring.

It was not that the fourth group really lacked good players, but because the confrontation between Li Hanxue and Lu Tong just now was too intense, which had satisfied all the expectations and imaginations of all the masters for the archery test.

With such a good example, even if there were two masters in the fourth group who could shoot ten ke away, everyone was not surprised at all, but kept a calm attitude as always.

The team of more than 500 people was quickly eliminated to only more than ten people, and these more than ten people were also in a very heavy mood.

The two people who had already shot ten ke away were already standing aside, waiting for everyone to be eliminated, and then they would have another fierce fight.

The two smiled, and they saw a strong fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"It seems that the first place in the fourth group is either you or me."

"You are wrong. The first place belongs to me, not you!"

"Hmph, don't be too confident. In terms of endurance, I am not much inferior to that fifth-level dragon king just now. You'd better be mentally prepared."

"Sorry, my endurance is stronger than that fifth-level dragon king just now. Just wait to lose."

The two were bragging about their strength to each other in order to hit each other's self-confidence, but both of them were quite confident and their mentality was not affected at all.

But at this moment, a stunning arrow burst into a thousand-foot brilliance, and a gray arrow pierced through the sky, like thunder, breaking through the night! Like lightning, tearing open the haze! Like a bolt from the blue, it hit everyone's mind fiercely and shocked everyone!

The two dragon kings who were still bragging turned their heads and were stunned on the spot.

I saw that the position of the eleventh pavilion burst into endless thunder and fire! So bright and dazzling, so shocking, that person is eye-catching!

"Someone shot the Eleventh Pavilion!"

"I'm not seeing things! Someone actually shot the Eleventh Pavilion in the first round!"

Everyone's eyes were cast on a man with a head full of silver hair. His face was stern, his features were clear, his eyes were deep, and he held a silver bow as beautiful as his silver hair in his hand, giving people a sense of resistance.

Lei Zhengfeng and Duan Qiu of the Divine Bow Sect were shocked when they saw this, "Eleventh Pavilion! How did he do it?"

Li Hanxue was also very surprised, "He actually did it."

The Unparalleled Saint smiled and said, "Brother Li, it seems that there are always stronger people among the strong, and there are people who are stronger than you."

Li Hanxue smiled slightly and said, "There are people who are better than you. It's normal for someone to be stronger than me."

Li Hanxue didn't care too much, because he knew that the silver bow in the hands of the silver-haired man was extraordinary, and its power might be comparable to the Soul Shooting Dragon Sword Bow.

If Li Hanxue's Soul Shooting Dragon Sword Bow was used, Li Hanxue would also be confident that he could shoot the Eleventh Pavilion.

The two people who were just bragging about their strength changed their faces when they saw the silver-haired man shoot out the distance of the eleventh pavilion. They only thought of two words in their hearts: "It's over!"

The appearance of such a monster in the fourth group was beyond everyone's expectations.

Even Yeonsangun was alarmed and personally landed from the sky and asked the silver-haired man: "What's your name?"

The silver-haired man said: "Leng Yin."

"I look forward to your subsequent performance." Yeonsangun said.

At this time, the fourth group was completely blown up. The remaining ten or so people tried their best. The two boasting guys before also used their milk strength, hoping to cause a miracle and shoot out the distance of the eleventh pavilion.

But the distance of the eleventh pavilion is so difficult.

After a quarter of an hour, there is no doubt that they all lost.

The first place in the fourth group fell to Leng Yin.

In this way, the first round of the competition has been completed, and the top four have been decided.

The first group, Duan Qiu of the Divine Bow Sect, the second group, Lei Zhengfeng of the Supporting Heaven Sect, the third group, Li Hanxue, and the fourth group, Leng Yin, these four people advanced to the top four.

Lord Yanshan said: "Today's competition ends here. The four of you go back to rest, recover your strength, and fight again tomorrow."

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Li Hanxue wanted to leave with Wushuang Saint, but Wushuang Saint said: "Let's go and talk to Leng Yin. Knowing ourselves and the enemy, we can fight a hundred battles without danger."

Wushuang Saint insisted on doing so, so Li Hanxue had to go with him to find Leng Yin.

"Brother Leng Yin, wait!" Wushuang Saint called from behind.

Leng Yin turned around and stared at Li Hanxue and Wushuang Saint, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes, "What do you two want from me?"

Wushuang Saint smiled and said: "Nothing special, I just want to find Brother Leng to have a few drinks at Zuiweng Tower. I wonder if Brother Leng would be willing to give me a favor?"

Leng Yin said: "I don't drink."

Wushuang Saint said: "Since you don't drink, how about we go have a cup of tea?"

Leng Yin looked at Li Hanxue and Wushuang Saint again, and nodded after a moment of silence.

The two of them chose a teahouse nearby and sat down to drink tea.

Leng Yin was taciturn and had a very cold temperament. He was unwilling to talk to anyone. When Wushuang Saint asked him ten questions, he would only answer one, and sometimes he was too lazy to answer even one. wavv

In the end, apart from knowing that his name was Leng Yin, Li Hanxue and Wushuang Saint knew nothing about this person.

Wushuang Saint was helpless and could not dig out more useful information from him, so he had to give up.

Half an hour later, Leng Yin stood up and said, "It's getting late. I should go back. Goodbye."

After Leng Yin left, Wushuang Saint Lord sighed: "This Leng Yin is really aloof. He looks like a dragon, but I don't know which dragon he is."

Li Hanxue said: "Since he doesn't want to say more, there is no need to deliberately spy on his identity."

"That's true." Wushuang Saint Lord smiled, "Brother Li, in tomorrow's battle, are you sure you can beat Leng Yin?"

Li Hanxue said: "We'll know after the competition."

"After the competition? I don't think you have a chance to compete." At this time, three people walked into the teahouse, led by Lei Zhengfeng, Duan Qiu from the Divine Bow Sect on the left, and Zuo Yi on the right.

The three walked in front of Li Hanxue, and Duan Qiu spoke first, "Your name is Li Hanxue, right? I don't care where you got the Piercing Wind Bow from, give it back to me! This thing is the treasure of my Divine Bow Sect, and no outsiders are allowed to touch it."

"Why are these guys haunting me?" Li Hanxue thought to himself.

In fact, after the first round of archery trials, Lei Zhengfeng felt uneasy. Not to mention Leng Yin who shot the eleventh pavilion, Lei Zhengfeng was not sure he could beat Li Hanxue.

He was afraid that Yeonsangun would come up with strange rules in the second round to restrict his performance. In this case, he might really lose to Li Hanxue.

So in order to prevent this from happening, Lei Zhengfeng and Duan Qiu followed Li Hanxue and the other two to the teahouse.