Chapter 893

"How are the statistics?"

Ye Ziheng looked at the disciple and asked, unwilling to talk about those things with him.

Listen to Yan Shou, react, look at ye Ziheng, then take out a plate and give it to ye Ziheng.

"It's all on it."

Ye Ziheng took over the plate and quickly scanned his eyes.

There are more than 300 disciples recorded above, of whom about half are disciples of grade one or grade two.

Ye Ziheng took a look, and then thought no more, he said directly.

"Demobilize all the disciples of grade 1 and grade 2, and then find them."

"No need for the first or second martial arts master of archery?"

Asked Yan Shou.

Ye Ziheng nodded.

"Well. No more. "

Then he went to one side and began to talk about their discovery these days with other martial artists.

Yan Shou went to the side and looked at the martial artists in the first and second grade. Before he could say anything, the martial artists were consciously disbanded.

After all, what ye Ziheng just said is heard by them. They are not deaf. Since they can only wait for death, why don't they go when others let them go? So in less than a minute, all the first and second level cultivation disciples disappeared.

Then, according to ye Ziheng's requirements, Yan Shou found those martial artists who can bow and shoot, and brought them to ye Ziheng.

"Elder martial brother ye, the person you want is here."

Yan Shou and his disciples came to ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng looks up at the disciples and looks like about 120 people.

"Where are your bows and arrows?"

Ye Ziheng looked at Yan Shou and asked.

Yan Shou takes out a storage ring directly. From the moment ye Ziheng wanted to find the archer, he had already understood the meaning of Ye Ziheng. He had prepared all the bows and arrows early.

Ye Ziheng nodded, took the storage ring, took out the bow and arrow without speaking, and handed it to several people.

However, because there are not many bows and arrows, not everyone can send them in his hand, but ye Ziheng doesn't care. He lets those who don't send them rest.

Then, ye Ziheng looked at several warriors who had already sent bows and arrows, and walked out for ten meters in the opposite direction.

Ye Ziheng stopped and looked at those who were holding bows and arrows. He said directly.

"Everyone, shoot at me."

When they heard this, they were stunned. They looked at ye Ziheng in shock and thought they had heard it wrong.

But Ye Ziheng soon shouted again.

"Don't you hear me! Shoot at me. I need to see how your archery skills are, or I can't give you important tasks. "

But even so, those warriors are still hesitant to open. After all, ye Ziheng is their immediate superior. It's not something they dare to shoot at their immediate superior.

Seeing this, ye Ziheng could not help sighing and had to shout again.

"All those who hit me, I will reward one of the five magic weapons. Besides, you don't need to worry about hurting me, because your strength is far from that level. "

When all the martial artists heard this, they immediately became interested. Five magic weapons, which are the things that many of them dream of, could have such a good prize. Naturally, they would not waste this opportunity.