Jing Zhichen's worries were indeed not unfounded.
A senior standing next to Qin Xin also pulled the bowstring mightily.
He had been cultivating wind-type abilities at the Divine Academy for three years already, achieving a small success.
As the bowstring was pulled, the fierce sound of the wind made people's eardrums ache, and when his arrow shot through the air, people could even hear the terrifying sound of the air being torn.
"What's he doing?" Bai Chi couldn't understand, muttering.
Jing Zhichen said heavily, "He's using wind to speed up. Others' arrows take ten seconds to reach the bullseye; he might settle it in one second. Moreover, he can alter the arrow's direction mid-flight to ensure it hits the bullseye."
And of course, he could also alter the direction of other people's arrows.
Sure enough, after this senior hit the bullseye with one arrow, the arrows of the few people around him were all off.
They were deviated from their original path by his wind power!
