Chapter 84

Seeing Soren blindfold his eyes with a black cloth, everyone was completely stunned. What was Soren doing?

"What do you mean, Soren?" Li Nianzhen said coldly.

Soren replied, "Since I can't see, the blurry shadows are a distraction. It's better to be completely in the dark."

At this moment, a noble male student sneered, "Student Soren, you really know how to plan. Now, even if you get zero points, you have an excuse. It's not that my level is insufficient, but that I chose the third level of difficulty, and I even blindfolded myself, so it's not my fault in battle."

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood, and their gazes toward Soren became even more contemptuous.

This person is really calculating, and his character is truly despicable.

Li Nianzhen sneered, letting Soren put on his act with the blindfold.

Then, she directly reported the third level standard that Soren had chosen. In her view, whether Soren chose the first level or the third level, the result would be the same: zero points!

Soren's actions would only make him a laughingstock.

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Why did Soren choose a 760-pound bow instead of a 550-pound bow?

Because he was pursuing the highest score. Although the difficulty of the third level was three to four times higher, for him, the third level was no different from the second or even the first level.

If his blind shooting theory didn't work, he wouldn't even be able to hit the target with the first level's aiming.

As for the 760-pound bow being hard to draw, he could just use his Dragon Power continuously.

"The candidates have chosen their levels. The archery exam officially begins!" Mentor Li Nianzhen announced.

"Clang!" Then, the chief examiner struck the bell.

The staff then set up the targets according to the levels chosen by the candidates.

Soren chose the third level, so his fixed target was 250 meters away, about half a mile.

Even with perfect eyesight, it would be almost impossible to see the rings on the target clearly.

The placement of these targets was extremely strict, with every direction and every line needing to be precise, with no room for error.

The other students all drew their bows and nocked their arrows, but Soren put his bow and arrow down instead.

Then, he turned toward Zining, even though he couldn't see anything, he gazed at Princess Zining with the black blindfold.

"Princess Zining, you blinded me, but I have no complaints and don't need any sympathy," Soren said slowly. "There was once a musician, perhaps you haven't heard of him. After he completely lost his hearing, he composed the most classic and most moving music. Because art is created by the heart, and music is also created by the heart."

Upon hearing this, for some reason, many people in the room really believed that Soren had been framed by Princess Zining and blinded.

Soren, with his blindfolded eyes, slowly looked over the crowd and said, "Today, I want to tell you all that even if I can't see, I can still shoot arrows with my heart, with my spirit, and with my mind."

Then, Soren's voice suddenly rose, and he shouted, "Today, I will see if I can grasp the throat of fate!"

With that, he picked up the 760-pound bow, released his Dragon Power, and drew it back sharply.

The 760-pound bow could be drawn with his own strength, but he couldn't maintain it.

However, the Dragon Power stored by the Demon Star was enough for over a hundred bursts. So, using Dragon Power to draw the bow was effortless.

The moment he sharply drew the 760-pound bow, Zining and Li Nianzhen's eyes widened.

They knew very well how weak Soren's strength was.

Yet, he had easily drawn the 760-pound bow.

Then, everyone held their breath, watching Soren's arrow.

However, Soren didn't shoot; he just aimed quietly, motionless.

A full minute passed, and Soren still hadn't shot.

The other students sighed inwardly and then began to draw their bows and shoot.

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Shooting with a blindfold was undoubtedly a dream, a dream that couldn't be realized even in a dream.

Originally, his eyes could still see a very blurry shadow. Now, with the black blindfold, it was complete darkness.

What should he do? How could he aim?

This was a very rigorous, even serious matter, not something that could be achieved by mere sentiment or by shooting with the heart.

After completely closing his eyes, Soren entered his mental illusion.

Since he couldn't see, he would completely abandon his eyes and use his spiritual power to perceive everything.

"Master, you need to completely calm your heart, with no ripples," the Demon Star said.

Soren completely discarded all his emotions, making his heart completely calm.

The water in the well in his mental illusion was completely still, with the moon's reflection perfectly intact. His entire heart had no sorrow, no sadness, no ripples.

He picked up the bow, nocked the arrow, but didn't draw it, only roughly aiming at the target.

"Demostar, my current cultivation is too weak. Can you confirm that you can sense the impact and feedback of the Dragon Power I shoot?" Soren asked.

"Yes," the Demon Star replied. "I am extremely sensitive to energy, especially the Dragon Power I emit."

So, Soren began to gather a burst of Dragon Power, channeling it to his hand.

"Whoosh..." The Dragon Power shot out through the arrow tip, the arrow not shooting, but the Dragon Power did.

Although Soren's Dragon Power was weak, it could still shoot very far, in a straight line, unaffected by gravity.

A moment later, the Dragon Power disappeared, with no feedback, indicating that it hadn't hit the target.

If it had hit the target, the Dragon Power would have reflected back, immediately captured by the Demon Star, indicating that Soren had aimed correctly.

This was his blind shooting theory, unverified. The premise was the Demon Star, as only it could capture the reflected Dragon Power.

"Missed," the Demon Star said. Soren's first burst of Dragon Power missed the target, so it didn't reflect back.

In the darkness, Soren slightly adjusted his position, gathered Dragon Power again, and shot it out.

"Missed..."

"Missed..."

"Missed..."

After many misses, this was a very difficult process. Soren had to continuously adjust his position in the darkness, gather Dragon Power, and shoot it toward the target.

To others, Soren remained in the shooting position, motionless.

Fifteen times, eighteen times, twenty-three times...

It was always a miss. Soren showed no impatience, continuing to adjust his position and shoot Dragon Power.

"Hit!" the Demon Star suddenly said.

On the thirty-third try, Soren's Dragon Power finally hit the target.

"The Dragon Power hit the target, but not the bullseye," the Demon Star said. "The bullseye is dyed with deer blood, which absorbs part of the Dragon Power and then reflects it back."

Soren made another slight adjustment.

Once, twice, three times, four times, five times...

"Hit, right in the bullseye," the Demon Star said. "Remember, this is the position, this is the position."

When the Dragon Power hit the bullseye, part of it reflected back, and part was absorbed by the deer blood.

So, the Demon Star knew clearly that it had hit the bullseye.

This was the position, this was the position. As long as he aimed in this direction, he would definitely hit the bullseye.

But he couldn't shoot yet, because taking the arrow and shooting would cause movement, losing this absolutely correct position.

Next, with the help of the Demon Star, Soren began to construct a virtual environment of the entire shooting range in his mind.

Using the Dragon Power to find the bullseye's position was to get the most precise data, then construct a virtual space in his mind.

250 meters distance, the target's position, the target's height, where the bullseye was.

Instantly, the entire space was completely constructed in the mind of the Demon Star and Soren, with absolute 100% accuracy.

In this mental illusion, there were only two objects.

One was the bullseye of the target, 250 meters away, at a height of 1.23 meters.

The other object was Soren himself.

And when he moved in reality, the Soren in the mental illusion also moved, with no error.

So, he only needed to aim in the mental illusion.

In reality, he couldn't see, but in the mental illusion, he could.

This theory was something Soren had come up with alone. Whether it would succeed, he really didn't know, only heaven knew.

Because even the slightest error could lead to failure.

Soren sharply drew the bow, began to aim.

The Soren in the mental illusion also sharply drew the bow, aiming.

Locking onto the target 250 meters away.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Completely locked!

...

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The other fifteen students, after aiming, shot their arrows.

Their scores were average, about a 70% hit rate. Although not great, it was enough to pass the graduation exam.

Only Soren remained motionless, aiming in the darkness.

Others had shot five arrows, Soren hadn't moved.

Others had shot ten arrows, Soren still hadn't drawn his bow.

Others had shot fifteen, twenty arrows, he still hadn't moved, as if he were frozen in place.

Others' targets were 90 meters, 150 meters away, but Soren's target was 250 meters away.

Others' bows were 360 pounds, 550 pounds, but his was 760 pounds.

The exam time was limited, requiring twenty arrows to be shot within fifteen minutes.

Now, the other fifteen students had already shot their twenty arrows, with three minutes left until the exam ended.

"Soren, you have three minutes left," Li Nianzhen looked at the hourglass and said, "After three minutes, whether you shoot randomly or not at all, it will be zero points."

"Soren, just shoot a few random arrows," a male student said, "No need to aim so dramatically, anyway, we don't expect anything from your score."

At this moment, Soren, who had been motionless, suddenly sharply drew his bow.

Everyone's eyes widened, waiting for Soren's first arrow.

Of course, no one expected anything from Soren's score; they just wanted to see how far off he would be.

Princess Zining's beautiful eyes narrowed; this arrow would mean the end of Soren and the Soren family.

Jian Ning also gathered all his Dragon Power, thinking that the desperate Soren might shoot at Princess Zining.

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At this moment, Soren held his breath, completely locked onto the target, completely aimed.

Can I grasp the throat of fate this time?

I won't pray. If I can hit it, I will. If I can't, I choose destruction!

Soren gathered all his anger, all his will, and then burst forth.

"Whoosh..."

His arrow shot out like a meteor.

"Clap..." In just a second.

The arrow drew a straight parabola, directly hitting the target.

Right in the bullseye!

"Ha ha ha..." The planned laughter instantly stopped.

Princess Zining, Jian Ning, and Baturu almost jumped up.

Everyone's eyes, completely disbelieving, stared at the arrow.

Right in the bullseye, really right in the bullseye.

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