Chapter 7

In a state of helplessness, Zhao Feng had no choice but to pick up the bow and arrow again, slowly pulling the bowstring.

"Look at this kid's posture, he's clearly a beginner!"

"Hmph! If he can hit the bullseye again this time, I'll write my name backwards."

The archers in the archery field looked excited, full of disdain for Zhao Feng.

Zhao Yu, the best archer among the crowd, had a calm and confident expression, pointing and saying, "Archery is a skill that can only be mastered through practice. Only through countless repetitions can one become a true archery master."

His words resonated with the nearby archers, who nodded in agreement.

Zhao Feng slightly narrowed his eyes and did not fully activate his left eye this time.

If he fully activated his left eye, he would certainly hit the bullseye again.

Zhao Feng decided to be low-key, so he only slightly activated the ability of his left eye.

At the same time, the content of the secret manual of "Consecutive Meteor Arrows" in his mind merged with his spirit and affected his body.

Various parts of Zhao Feng's body, even his breathing, underwent some subtle changes.

These changes were not noticed by the people around him.

However, Zhao Yu, a skilled archer, had a sharp look in his eyes.

*Twang!*

The bowstring vibrated, and the arrow's shadow flashed through the air, piercing the target like a meteor.

Right in the bullseye!

"Another ten points!"

Zhao Feng looked surprised.

This time, he did not fully activate the ability of his left eye but only tried to use the techniques from "Consecutive Meteor Arrows."

He thought it would be difficult to achieve a good score, but he hit the bullseye again.

Sigh!

He shook his head and sighed.

This result made the faces of the surrounding family members twitch.

"Another bullseye, what kind of freak is this guy!"

"Two bullseyes in a row, how can he have such good luck?"

The archers looked strange, full of suspicion and frustration.

"Alright, I've finished shooting, I can leave now."

Zhao Feng patted his clothes, put down the bow and arrow, and was about to leave.

Looking at his back, the nearby archers felt frustrated and depressed.

"Kid! Stop right there!"

A cold and stern voice came from behind.

Zhao Feng paused, turned around, and saw that it was Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu had a cold expression, his eyes filled with anger, and the aura of the third level of martial arts made the people around him feel heavy-hearted.

Zhao Yu was about seventeen or eighteen years old, much older than Zhao Feng, and with his third-level martial arts cultivation, he exuded even more authority.

"Since you've already shot, what more do you want?"

Zhao Feng remained calm.

Although Zhao Yu was strong, he had no confidence in winning, but he didn't need to be afraid.

"You're still pretending!" Zhao Yu sneered, "You're definitely not a beginner in archery, and you dared to come here to mock us."

When he said this, the surrounding archers suddenly understood.

"This kid must have been pretending to be a beginner to fool us!"

"How dare he mock us!"

The nearby family members believed Zhao Yu's words, their faces unfriendly, and they scolded Zhao Feng.

"Everyone, calm down, I really am shooting for the first time..."

Zhao Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. He really wasn't pretending.

He didn't expect to achieve such good results himself.

Zhao Yu stared at him coldly, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, "The first two arrows fooled even me, but the third arrow... your technique and posture clearly show the skill of a master. To hit the bullseye twice in a row from a distance of several dozen meters, how can a first-time shooter have such good luck?"

His words were reasonable, and even if Zhao Feng had a hundred mouths, he couldn't explain.

"What do you want?"

Zhao Feng's face turned cold, and he decided not to explain.

"Hehe, kid, you can't leave so easily after mocking us."

The surrounding Zhao family members clenched their fists, with ill intentions.

For a moment, the archery field became the focus, and more and more people gathered.

...

"Yufei, it's very lively over there, let's go check it out."

Several young girls from the clan were also attracted by the commotion.

These girls were between twelve and sixteen years old.

Among them was a tall, graceful girl in purple, with clear eyes and a delicate face like fine porcelain, her skin smooth and flawless, and her long black hair flowing over her shoulders, making her incredibly beautiful.

"Too beautiful... who is she?"

A boy of Zhao Feng's age was dazed, unable to look away.

"That's the clan's rising genius, 'Zhao Yufei'!"

Most of the clan members recognized the identity of the girl in purple.

"At just fourteen or fifteen, she has already reached the peak of the third level of martial arts, almost about to step into the fourth level and become a true martial artist."

"This Zhao Yufei is not only extremely beautiful but also incredibly talented."

Some of the boys, feeling inferior, reluctantly turned their gaze away, not daring to look at Zhao Yufei directly.

Zhao Yufei was not only beautiful but also had a refined and extraordinary aura, her eyes clear and flawless, far surpassing ordinary beauties.

Even Zhao Yu's eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Yufei.

"It's her..."

Zhao Feng also knew Zhao Yufei.

Zhao Yufei had come from another branch of the clan half a year ago.

She was about the same level as Zhao Yijian but much younger!

It was hard to imagine that such a person could emerge from a branch of the clan, achieving this level despite the disadvantages in resources and martial arts.

Perhaps, this was what a genius was!

What ordinary people could not achieve was effortless for a genius.

When Zhao Feng saw Zhao Yufei before, he felt she was stunningly beautiful. As an ordinary boy of the same age, he couldn't help but be attracted. But at that time, he knew that with his cultivation and status, he and Zhao Yufei were from two different worlds.

Seeing Zhao Yufei come over, Zhao Yu and others greeted her enthusiastically.

Zhao Feng remained calm and directly looked at Zhao Yufei.

If it were before, Zhao Feng would have felt inferior in front of a genius beauty like Zhao Yufei and wouldn't have dared to look at her directly.

But today, he could appreciate her so calmly.

While looking at her, Zhao Feng's left eye unconsciously activated slightly.

Through his left eye, Zhao Yufei's slender and tall figure became even clearer to Zhao Feng.

Hmm!

This look startled Zhao Feng.

Subtly, Zhao Yufei's clothes gradually faded, almost revealing her undergarments and white skin...

Of course, his left eye couldn't completely see through, and even if it could, it was very weak.

It was just that his vision, far superior to ordinary people, could see things more clearly.

The difference was that ordinary people's vision was limited to distant viewing, while Zhao Feng's vision could zoom in, almost like "zero-distance" viewing, giving a certain "see-through" effect.

At one moment, Zhao Feng's left eye ability was pushed to its limit, and the pale green spiral halo in the dark space rotated rapidly.

Suddenly, Zhao Yufei's clothes and body in his field of vision almost completely faded, becoming nearly transparent.

Zhao Feng's left eye saw the smooth flow of qi and blood, though it was a thin stream, it was powerful and flexible, with a faint purple aura.

"Zhao Yufei's talent is terrifying! She's almost about to cultivate 'Martial Arts Internal Energy'..."

Zhao Feng was greatly surprised and took a deep breath.

In terms of age, she was only one year older than him, yet she had achieved so much.

In the Qinghua Continent, most "Martial Disciples" remained at the third level for their entire lives, unable to comprehend "Martial Arts Internal Energy" and advance to the fourth level.

Zhao Yufei, at fourteen or fifteen, was about to cultivate Martial Arts Internal Energy, and becoming a true martial artist would be just around the corner.

"My left eye can't completely see through, but it can strongly sense qi, blood, and Martial Arts Internal Energy."

Zhao Feng's left eye flickered, and he came to this conclusion.

At this moment, Zhao Yufei, the focus of everyone's attention, seemed to sense something, her eyes turning to suddenly look at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng did not avoid her gaze but withdrew the ability of his left eye.

Zhao Yufei felt strange, as if she had been stripped naked, and all her secrets were exposed.

"What happened here?"

Zhao Yufei withdrew her gaze and looked around.

"Yufei, it's like this..."

Zhao Yu and others exaggerated the "cause and effect" of the incident.

"I see."

Zhao Yufei looked at Zhao Feng with a slightly surprised expression.

Zhao Feng understood that in this situation, he couldn't explain himself, so he decided not to.

"Kid! Your behavior has already angered everyone. Now I'll give you a chance to apologize to everyone."

Zhao Yu said with a slightly arrogant tone.

Apologize?

I didn't do anything wrong, why should I apologize?

Zhao Feng pursed his lips.

"As long as you apologize to us, this matter will be over."

Zhao Yu said with a gentlemanly demeanor.

In front of a beauty like Zhao Yufei, he naturally wanted to show off.

"Apologize? Impossible." Zhao Feng was not afraid at all: "Everything that happened just now was just your personal speculation."

When he said this, many people, including Zhao Yufei, frowned.

"Zhao Feng is really not sensible."

Zhao Yufei's eyebrows furrowed, and her impression of Zhao Feng worsened.

"You're good at arguing, kid."

Zhao Yu laughed instead of getting angry.

"If you don't apologize, don't think you can leave."

Several clan members surrounded Zhao Feng, being aggressive.

"Outnumbering the few?"

Zhao Feng laughed mockingly, glancing at Zhao Yufei.

Zhao Yu and others' expressions changed.

In front of a genius beauty like Zhao Yufei, they naturally wanted to maintain their dignity, and outnumbering the few was not honorable.

"Alright, alright!"

Zhao Yu's eyes turned, and he quickly came up with a plan, chuckling: "We won't outnumber the few... if you can defeat me in archery, you don't have to apologize."

"Right! Since we're all archers, let's speak with our skills."

"Yufei, you can be our witness."

Everyone echoed and cheered.

Zhao Yu secretly laughed, thinking this was a two-pronged strategy.

Through an archery competition, he could make Zhao Feng apologize legitimately and maintain his dignity.

Moreover, he could show off his archery skills in front of Zhao Yufei, possibly winning her favor.

"An archery competition?"

Zhao Feng was somewhat helpless: "Alright, let's speak with our skills."