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After a while of chatting and laughing, the competition officially began.

The two of them quickly returned to their positions and got ready.

100-meter archery competition.

There are 10 shots in total, and the one with the highest total number of rings is the champion.

Level 9 [Precision Talent] allows him to easily hit any tiny target within 100 meters.

So, for this event, as long as he performs at a normal level, it will be fine.

First shot.

10 rings.

Second shot.

10 rings.

Third shot.

10 rings.

…

Eight shots in a row, all 10 rings.

This time, he ignited the whole audience again.

His figure appeared again on the big screen of the shooting hall, and the playback video was all slow playback of his previous eight shots.

This time, he attracted the attention of thousands of people again.

"Ivy League is a sure thing. Those who can enter Ivy League are all outstanding people. We have witnessed the birth of an outstanding person with our own eyes..."

"Comparison is frustrating. This kid is the fastest, has great strength, and is so good at archery. What else can he not do..."

"There are actually many events he didn't participate in, but the ones he participated in just happened to collide with us..."

"Alas, I didn't expect that after working hard for half a year, I would become cannon fodder for this kid. I don't want to participate in the next events..."

...

Only two arrows away, Xia Linfeng can win the championship as long as he performs normally.

The ninth shot.

Just as he held his breath and concentrated, bent his bow and arrow, and the arrow was on the string, just about to be fired.

There were voices behind him cheering for him.

But among these cheering voices, he clearly felt a noise.

This noise came into his ears, making him very uncomfortable.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Disturbed by this noise, his head was buzzing, and his mental power was almost scattered in an instant.

The arrow in his hand, which was already fully drawn, almost slipped out of his hand.

If it slipped out of his hand, his shot would most likely miss the target.

"Someone is using his spiritual talent to attack me!"

Xia Linfeng realized it immediately.

However, he was a man with a spiritual power of more than 245 after all. At the critical moment, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to cheer up.

Whoosh!

The ninth shot, 9.5 rings.

It should have been 10 rings, but it was 0.5 short.

Wow!

There was a noise in the stands behind him.

Everyone thought that he would continue to shoot full rings and create today's miracle.

As a result, he obviously performed poorly in this shot.

In the stands, Xia Song and Wu Mei, who had been in a tense mood, took a deep breath at this time and became even more nervous.

In this kind of competition, a 0.5 ring short may mean missing the championship.

...

The tenth shot!

Xia Linfeng was mentally prepared, and he paused obviously when shooting.

However, this time, that kind of spiritual offensive did not appear again.

He performed normally and shot 10 rings again.

Wow!

The stands were filled with thunder.

Xia Song and Wu Mei, who had been tense all the time, also cheered excitedly.

On the big screen, the final results were out.

Xia Linfeng won the first place with a slight advantage of 0.5 rings.

The second place was a tall girl named Lan Yingying.

Zhou Meng tied for second place.

"Linfeng, you are still amazing, almost full rings..."

Zhou Meng tied for second place, but he didn't feel frustrated and came up to congratulate Xia Linfeng.

But he clearly felt that Xia Linfeng was looking around and his mood was not right.

"Linfeng, what's wrong with you..."

Xia Linfeng shook his head and squeezed out a smile on his face: "It's okay, I'm fine..."

When he received the award, he could feel that the tall girl named Lan Yingying glanced at him seemingly inadvertently.

This glance seemed only inadvertent, but Xia Linfeng keenly caught something.

There was a hint of resentment and resentment in his eyes.

Under normal circumstances, Xia Linfeng would not have any doubts.

But now, it is very suspicious.

He can completely believe that someone behind Lan Yingying secretly launched a mental attack on him.

But this kind of thing is difficult to investigate.

Because the other party is very covert, and this interference is obviously targeted.

It is only aimed at him.

Others can't feel it.

So, even if he filed an appeal, he couldn't even produce evidence.

A tree stands out in the forest, and the wind will destroy it...

It seems to be right.

If he wants to win the championship, he must block the way of others.

It is normal for someone to interfere with him.

But anyway, so far, he has completed the decathlon.

According to the practice of previous years, after the sports meeting, he may receive an invitation from an Ivy League school.

Every year, the seven Ivy League schools will send people to watch the sports meetings of various cities.

Select some special students from them.

Maybe, the audience watching the game quietly in the stands is from an Ivy League school.

In order to increase his bargaining chips.

He decided to continue to participate in the next two games.

The next 50-meter knife shooting and 30-meter obstacle shooting.

The girl named Lan Yingying did not participate, so he did not suffer any mental attacks.

He won the championship easily.

Finally, he ended his journey to the sports meet with a 12-event all-around.

To some extent, this created another record.

Because in the past 30 years, no student has won first place in all 12 events.

At the same time, these four championships also brought him 8,000 talent points as a reward.

It can be said that he gained a lot.

"Xia Linfeng, Xia Linfeng..."

Many spectators in the stands spontaneously shouted his name and cheered for him.

The voices came one after another.

Xia Linfeng smiled and waved to the crowd, feeling like a star.

Among them, he also saw his mother Wu Mei, who was crying with excitement.

Coming out of the competition venue, he exhaled a long breath.

The whole person couldn't help but feel much more relaxed.

His father Xia Song and Wu Mei also chased out.

"Son, 12-event all-around, good job..."

Wu Mei wiped her tears, walked up and pinched Xia Linfeng's face, smiling happily.

Xia Song didn't say anything on the side, looking at his son, with a simple smile on his face.

Just when the family was enjoying themselves, a man and a woman approached quickly from a distance.

The aura on their bodies was not weak at first glance.

More than ten meters away, Xia Linfeng heard the man's deep voice:

"Xia Linfeng, we are from Taiyi Academy, and we want to find you to understand some things..."

When Xia Linfeng heard the words Taiyi Academy, he became nervous.

"Taiyi Academy? Come again?"

Xia Linfeng was a little confused.

"Huh?"

"Did anyone from our academy come to you before?"

The man's eyes were focused, and his face was full of majesty.

"If you have any doubts about our identities, here are our IDs..."

The man took out the two people's IDs seriously and showed them to Xia Linfeng.

"Really, this time it's real!"

Xia Linfeng couldn't help but get a little excited.

He took a closer look. This middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and hair as hard as steel needles was named Wei Zhe, the deputy director of the External Admissions Office of Taiyi Academy.

The girl next to him, Chen Miaomiao, who is wearing glasses and is well-mannered, is his assistant.