For other candidates, Baizhang Target may require top-notch strength and luck, but for Wei Feng, it only requires normal performance.
Eighty-five feet is the limit of a bow, not a human being. With the dual skills of [Strong] and [Long Shot], even a target of 200 feet is no problem.
In addition, Wei Feng also discovered that the perception blessed by [Insight] is more sensitive to dynamic things. Whether it is the flight trajectory of arrows or the movement trajectory of prey, his ability to capture them has been greatly enhanced.
The military attack examination room is not far from the archery examination room. It is also an open-air environment. There are dozens of small three-foot-square arenas. Each arena is empty, with only an invigilator wearing a black robe waiting.
Wei Feng didn't walk fast. When he arrived, the onlookers who had recovered from the shock had already rushed over. Unlike the last dynamic target, he ended before the audience had time to arrive.
He nodded to the invigilator, who responded slightly, and was a little surprised at the same time. He didn't expect someone to arrive at the last stage so quickly, but there was no delay on his face, and he motioned Wei Feng to pick a weapon and come to the ring.
There were several huge wooden shelves standing next to the examination room, with a dazzling array of weapons on them, especially swords.
Wei Feng walked over and took a look. Since he had never practiced anything, the weapon he chose was purely a matter of taste. After walking a few steps, Wei Feng picked up a simple knife in his hand. He waved it a few times and felt that it was very handy. He held it in his hand and entered the ring.
He stood by the ring and looked at the invigilator. The invigilator looked back expressionlessly, and both of them had doubts in their eyes.
Wei Feng: Aren’t you going to come on stage? Then who should I fight?
Invigilator: What is this silly boy doing? He seems to be confused. He must be from the Ministry of War.
Finally, the invigilator couldn't bear it anymore, cleared his throat and said: "This candidate, please face the ring, I am going to activate the formation."
"Oh." Wei Feng turned around belatedly. He thought the invigilator was suppressing his strength to test, but it turned out there was a formation.
"Hahahahaha..."
The crowd couldn't help but burst into laughter. Fortunately, Wei Feng had turned around and no one could see his embarrassment.
As the formation started, a young man with an ordinary face appeared opposite Wei Feng. He was similar in height and body shape to Wei Feng, and he also held a simple sword in his hand.
Wei Feng blinked. He wanted to study this formation when the target was just moving. He originally thought it was a gray rabbit created by illusion, but when he was shot by him, it had the same reaction as the real thing and would bleed. The wound would burst, but unfortunately, it disappeared after the exam before he had a chance to study it.
Now that the formation has simulated another human being, he is still so close, so he is not polite. Wei Feng dropped the Pu Dao, his hands were empty, and he jumped forward with his feet.
The invigilator looked at the simple knife that he had casually inserted on the ground and secretly sighed at how strong this kid was.
The Pu Dao in his hand was more than four feet long, the blade was only two feet long, and the remaining two feet were the handle. This was a typical two-handed weapon, but he threw it with one hand and stuck it on the ground, leaving only the handle. It's still exposed and has no accumulated movement. The power alone is very astonishing.
The invigilator silently took out the record book and prepared to make a note for Wei Feng. Although he was strong, his brain was not very good. If you didn't use a weapon, what would you do with it?
But before he could finish writing, Wei Feng had already rushed within ten feet of the virtual person. This was the distance that was most suitable for Pu Dao to perform.
The opponent had no expression on his face. He held the middle and last parts of the knife handle with both hands and slashed diagonally in the direction Wei Feng was heading.
Wei Feng's sprinting figure suddenly paused, then turned around, took a step back to avoid the blade, and instantly, a huge force exploded under his feet, approaching the opponent again at a speed far faster than before. You're stupid, that was walking speed just now, and now it is Running.
With his current physique, the original Zhai Zhiming might not be his opponent in a short distance sprint, let alone this test designed for ordinary people.
The Pu Dao was too big, and there was no time to retract it after a slash. The opponent's reaction was also very decisive. He released the handle of the knife with both hands, punched Wei Feng with his other hand, and grabbed Wei Feng's crotch.
Wei Feng couldn't match him in terms of strength or speed. He turned his head to avoid the punch, then grabbed the hand he was about to use to dig his crotch and violently bent it.
A clear sound of bone cracking was heard, and the expressionless face opposite him instantly turned ferocious, reddened by severe pain, but he endured the severe pain and punched him again.
Wei Feng followed suit and grabbed it and then broke it. A cold sweat broke out on the opponent's face. His eyes were bulging with bloodshot eyes due to the pain, but he did not cry out in pain and did not stop attacking. A knee hit him again, and Wei Feng raised his foot. Block him, grab his arms and throw him to the ground, then lift up his feet and crush his legs.
Wei Feng knelt down and leaned closer to look at his bloodshot and bulging eyes. He touched the sweat on his forehead and smelled the blood. His face was filled with surprise. This was too realistic. It required all kinds of senses. All the information collected can give feedback. Is it really just an illusion?
Ignoring the opponent's teeth that were still looking for opportunities to bite, Wei Feng directly crushed his throat bone with force. The man simulated by the formation disappeared, along with his sweat, blood, and dropped weapons. Disappear together as if they never appeared.
However, the traces left by the Pu Dao falling on the ring were preserved, proving that a battle had taken place here. This was something that Wei Feng could not understand now.
Wei Feng stood up and looked at the silent onlookers outside the venue. He didn't know what was wrong with these people. He turned to the invigilator, who was also looking at him, and the two began to look at each other again.
This time, the invigilator couldn't help but spoke first: "Leave after the exam, don't get in the way."
"Oh." Wei Feng quickly got out of the ring. Isn't this a military test? The opponent he just transformed into was too weak. He hadn't fully demonstrated his strength yet. He thought he was going to compete for a few more games, but he didn't expect it to be over.
The invigilator silently took out the record book and deliberately wrote down the evaluation of this candidate as bloodthirsty and cruel. He did not notice how cold-blooded he had just broken the opponent's limbs, and he also squatted down to admire the opponent's painful expression. It was simply crazy.
But when he thought about the stupid look in his eyes when they looked at each other twice, he wondered whether he could be so stupid and didn't realize that he had killed someone. He sighed secretly, forget it, I won't write a review.
It wasn't until Wei Feng left that some gulping sounds could be heard from the onlookers. They wanted to see a wonderful showdown, but they didn't expect to witness a killing scene like a perverted murderer. That man really didn't do anything the whole time. No expression at all!
After a long time, someone asked weakly:
"Are we... still following him?"
"How about... let's go back and watch archery. I think that's pretty cool too."
"Yes, let's go."
Lao Suntou, who had come to join in the fun, felt relieved and left with lingering fears. He did not regret that he had not met Wei Feng. Instead, he was a little lucky. Fortunately, Wei Feng did not want to kill anyone when he was eating in the restaurant that day.
(End of chapter)
