The moment the arrow left the string, the eyes of the others at the scene turned with the trajectory of the arrow flying, watching the arrow landing on the target.

Almost everyone's eyes widened. Even if there was no target yet, the number of rings was definitely not low.

Just this arrow is enough to show Tang Hao's ability.

9 rings!

When the target reporter reported the ring number, everyone, including Mr. Li, took a breath.

This arrow is the 9 ring!

The diameter of the arrow used in this competition was 7.6cm, the width of the target was only 12.2cm, the 10 ring was a small circle of more than 10 cm in the middle, and the 9 ring was the circle wrapped.

In simple terms, shooting 9 rings is ability, and 10 rings is basically luck.

In fact, only a few athletes can stabilize their grades above 9 rings after a long period of training. As for those who stabilize 10 rings, it is almost impossible.

An 18-year-old child, putting aside the possibility of training in private, under the gaze of so many head coaches, shot 9 rings in the first time in the official competition, which was definitely a shocking performance.

"Xiao Yang, you have nothing to say now, right?" Mr. Li smiled on his face at this time. With such potential players, prepare for the competition for a while. This year's Youth Olympics may be really a surprise. You must know that Chinese men's archery has always been a weakness. If you can make a breakthrough in the Youth Olympics, it will definitely be historic.

Tang Hao's performance was completely beyond Yang Yan's expectations, and he even felt a little unbelievable. However, after all, he had been the head coach for several years, and his surprise flashed by. When Mr. Li asked him, he followed and said with a smile: "Mr. Li, this is just an arrow, it can't explain anything."

As soon as Yang Yan said this, the other head coaches were speechless.

Archery is not a dice roll, it is not a success by luck alone. You can be confused by 30 meters, and it is possible to be lucky to be 50 meters. However, 70 meters, this extreme distance is without the foundation of strength. No matter how lucky you are, you will be so good that you will be so blue smoke from the ancestral grave that the probability of hitting 9 rings is slim.

Shao Ping wanted to argue even more, but was stopped by Sun Miao next to him, and then winked in the direction of Old Li.

Sure enough, Mr. Li was not a fool either. He said angrily: "Xiao Yang, you have to be at a good level in your work."

Yang Yan smiled embarrassedly and did not say anything. Although he was just the head coach of the city team, there was a fundamental difference between City H and other cities. Although Mr. Li was highly respected in Province Z, he was not his direct leader after all. After all, he really had no choice but to die.

Yang Yan didn't speak, and Mr. Li naturally wouldn't speak, and the scene fell into a stalemate again.

When Tang Hao saw this scene, he said nothing, and then took out the second arrow from the quiver.

Seeing Tang Hao's actions, the others couldn't help but look at him again.

No matter how much you say, it is far less convincing than shooting another arrow. It seems that Tang Hao is planning to slap the truth in the face.

Yang Yan couldn't help but feel sweaty. Tang Hao's performance really exceeded his expectations. If he hit the arrow again, he would really be a little out of the way.

Shao Ping's face turned red at this time, and he was a little excited that he couldn't help but feel excited. Tang Hao was really too tough.

In fact, it is not only Shao Ping, but the head coaches from other provinces were also infected by Tang Hao's aura. This heroic behavior has its own natural powder attribute.

Tang Hao took a deep breath. With the experience of the previous arrow, his movements were obviously much smoother. After the arrow and the bullseye were trained into a line, he lifted it up a few millimeters a little, and then let go.

"Swoosh!"

The arrow broke through the air and made a clear sound.

"Bang!"

The next second, the arrow shot straight into the center of the target without any bias. This arrow was even more straight than before.

Seeing the arrow landing point, many head coaches have already applauded.

10 rings!

The target reporter quickly gave the number of rings.

After hearing the ring count, the head coaches cheered, and Shao Ping couldn't help but waved a punch.

Really, so competent!

The audience also burst into cheers at this time, and most of them knew the whole story. Now Tang Hao's domineering arrow was definitely a loud slap.

After the ejaculation, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that his ability had improved after the upgrade, but he didn't expect that he would improve so much.

When he had only 50% of his ability to penetrate the Yang in a hundred steps, his level of 70 meters was about 51 to 52 arrows. This level means that if he shoots an arrow, the possibility of 8 rings is the highest, the possibility of 9 rings is certain, and 10 rings is rarely shot.

But now he only has 9 rings and 10 rings in two arrows, which means that his level has increased to at least 54 to 55 rings. This level has reached the provincial team's archery level. If it is stable enough, if it is 72 arrows in the official competition, he can get 660 rings, which is enough to advance to the finals of the national archery competition.

This improvement was much more terrifying than he expected.

He smiled. After putting down the recurve bow, he couldn't help but turn his head and smiled at Yang Yan, saying, "Coach Yang, this is my level. If you shoot another 10 arrows, it's the same."

The air at the scene suddenly condensed.

Ruthless, too cruel.

Even if you are capable, you will definitely be too tough to speak in front of the head coach of the city archery team.

Not to mention that this was said from the mouth of an eighteen-year-old child.

Sure enough, Yang Yan's eyebrows stood up in anger, and he looked like he was about to swallow Tang Hao alive.

Tang Hao was calm, Yang Yan was just the head coach of the city archery team. To put it bluntly, he was in charge of City H. Whether it was City L, or the provincial and national teams he would go to in the future, he would not have any connection with it.

Since others do not respect him, why does he have to respect others?

The teacher said that respect belongs to each other, but he remembers it very well.

Yang Yan was really angry. After he became the head coach of H City, he had never been so angry, let alone the other party was still a child, and he was on the verge of going wild.

"Old Li, Tang Hao should be fine now, right?" Shao Ping was absolutely proud at this time. He felt that he was so happy for the first time in more than 20 years. He could not wait to celebrate now.

"Wait a minute, I suspect there is something wrong with Tang Hao's glasses!" Yang Yan said angrily at this time. He didn't believe that what the people below investigated would be so different from reality.

"Coach Yang, I don't wear glasses." Tang Hao said lightly.

"..." Yang Yan was a little angry. Seeing that Tang Hao was not wearing glasses, he continued, "I suspect that he had contact lenses, so he must have used some tools!"

"Enough!" Mr. Li was really angry now and shouted directly.

Yang Yan suddenly became quiet.

"Yang Yan, do you think this is a child playing house? You are watching the inspection equipment at the door? You think I am older and everyone becomes stupid?" Old Li asked three questions in one breath, forcing Yang Yan to say nothing.

Seeing that Yang Yan was not speaking, Mr. Li snorted coldly, then strode away from the competition area.

"Old Li, Old Li..." The head coaches behind him were really angry when they saw that Old Li was really angry, and immediately shouted and chased him out.

Tang Hao glanced at the angry Yang Yan, ignored him, and left the competition area behind Shao Ping.
Chapter completed!