In the end, there were only contestants representing the palaces left in the competition venue, including An Shijin, who had been standing behind listlessly, and in terms of his skills, except for Jiang Henian, who was temporarily ahead, the competition of others was really not interesting.

In the end, everyone cheered up.

Several people looked at each other, and they were not very willing to be the first to step forward, they all had the ability to surpass Jiang He Nian, and they also had a general understanding of each other's abilities, so they were worried that if they went first and chose to be conservative and the other party took risks and succeeded, wouldn't they suffer a loss.

It's not a matter of such a stalemate, there is a competition project ahead, Zhang Qiqian stepped forward and said with a smile: "Everyone, who of you will come first?" Your Majesty is still watching from above, or there are several targets here, you can also choose to start together. ”

When the emperor was mentioned, everyone hesitated.

An Shijin squinted at the seat of the Wuwang Mansion, and got Song Weijun's impatient eyes, he innocently touched his nose and stepped forward, everyone is pretending to be deep, let's be unpredictable, what's wrong.

Taking the longbow from the little eunuch's hand, he pulled the bowstring and tried it, the garbage thing was not very easy, but anyway, he didn't have to take the first place, he pulled out three feather arrows at random, and An Shijin walked slowly to the target position.

Seeing him standing at a range of 100 zhang, everyone present took a breath, King Wei and the others began to be nervous again, the material of the bow and arrow is limited, 100 zhang is already the limit, if you want to surpass it, you can only find another way, or inject high and deep internal force into the feather arrow, although the martial arts of the people they selected are not weak, but they are far from Nangong Jin, who has been proficient in martial arts all his life, and even An Shijin is not comparable.

Qin You stared at the venue with great interest, and when he saw everyone's uneasy faces, he couldn't help but ask Song Weijun curiously: "Who is more powerful than the chief guard and Nangong Jin?" ”

Song Weijun didn't even look at her, and snorted lightly and ignored it.

The corners of Qin You's mouth twitched, since he had just mocked him for being too old, he had ignored her with a gloomy face, she didn't believe that he couldn't hear that it was just a joke, as for being so calculating? But thinking about the rhetoric of the beauty in the twilight and easy to grow old, age is a taboo topic for beauties, especially a little arrogant beauty.

Cut, tsundere is just as shameful as selling cuteness!

In the field, An Shijin's long and powerful fingers picked up three and put them on the bow together, aiming at the three target positions respectively, which suddenly caused another gasp.

Oh my God, he still fired three arrows at such a distance, should he say that he is too confident or arrogant?

Several other contestants also secretly clenched their sweaty palms, but Nangong Jin was still there, but his old eyes, which had been half-closed, were exceptionally bright, which was a kind of appreciation and excitement when he met an opponent and wanted to compete with him.

An Shijin put on a standard open bow posture, the laziness in his eyes faded, and he became sharp and firm in an instant, and under the nervous gaze of everyone, his right hand suddenly let go of the bowstring.

The arrow feathers were wrapped in the sound of the wind and the hearts of everyone who were raised high, and the red hearts that hit the three targets with the momentum of thunder caused the tail feathers to tremble violently.

Smiling confidently, An Shijin leisurely threw the longbow to the little eunuch who was waiting, walked back behind Song Weijun as if nothing had happened in the eyes of everyone who was silent or gritted his teeth or worshipped, and raised his eyebrows defiantly at Feng Qing, who was looking at the opposite side.

He didn't do this to show off, just to win over Feng Qing, if he couldn't trample Feng Qing under his feet, then the prince had to trample him under his feet. Half-dead.

Feng Qing's face remained unchanged and looked back calmly, but he sighed silently in his heart, his subordinates were indeed full of talents, and it was because of this that he was worried, what did he want to do? And this autumn hunt, what role did he play in it?

A moment later, An Shijin's results were announced, the middle arrow was 100 zhang, the other two arrows were 100 zhang and 100 zhang, and all three arrows hit the bull's-eye.

The remaining contestants from the palace were not so amazing, either they failed to hit the bull's-eye at a distance of 100 zhang, or they were less than 100 zhang.

It wasn't until Nangong entered that there was a brief silence in the field, and his results were related to whether the Wuwangfu won the crown or the Xianwangfu was better in the first competition.

Speaking of which, there seems to be a kind of strange connection between the two mansions, King Wu and King Xian were married on the same day, and they got married on the same day, and unfortunately the bride was wrong, Princess Wu became Princess Xian, Princess Xian became Princess Wu, and later Princess Wu sacrificed herself to save Princess Xian's life.

Nangong entered and exited the rivers and lakes, and the posture of drawing the bow did not have to be the strict standards of the people of the court, he was not affected by An Shijin's wind, and he shot a decent arrow, and the first arrow also chose a distance of one hundred zhang.

Everyone took it for granted that it was impossible for a martial arts giant who had practiced martial arts for decades to lose to the young An Shijin, and this first arrow was just his temptation, and it would not be a problem to hit the bull's-eye.

Therefore, when the arrow feather was diagonally inserted outside the red heart, the audience was shocked, and many people let out a low exclamation.

Even Zhao Xianming, who was sitting at the top, opened his eyes wide and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

King Xian sat in the chair and did not move, the calm expression on his face had changed, he frowned slightly, put down the tea cup in his hand, turned his head and whispered something to the middle-aged man who was standing behind Nangong Jin's seat, the middle-aged man nodded and left quickly, and walked to the periphery of the competition venue.

"Captain An, do you think it is possible to miss this arrow with Nangong Jin's skill?" In view of the fact that someone unilaterally had a cold war with him, Qin You turned to ask An Shijin directly.

The person who left the Qi Wangfu sneakily didn't move before, and she wondered if she was thinking too much, but now it seems that the small actions of others are much more clever than she imagined, and she didn't even notice that she paid attention to it.

An Shijin didn't know what happened during the banquet, and looked at the field solemnly and suspiciously: "It's hard to say, from the deviation Cheng dù, it looks like it is caused by poor ability or mistakes, with Nangong Jin's strength can't be the former, and the master of a hundred steps through Yang may not necessarily have a mistake, so it's impossible to say whether it's a mistake or someone does it, but Nangong Jin's internal strength is slightly better than that of the prince, who can do anything to him?" ”

Before Qin You could express his opinion, Song Weijun was annoyed, the teacup in his hand instantly turned into a pile of powder, elegantly took out the brocade handkerchief and wiped his fingers one by one, and threw it on the ground with a noble and cold hand, showing a smile that turned the country and the city upside down at An Shijin, and whispered: "An Shijin, do you want to die?" ”

An Shijin was nailed in place in fright and didn't dare to move, the expression on his face was a little dull: "Ah? Why, why? ”

Seeing that the smile on his prince's face became more and more gorgeous, like a beautiful and blooming man-eating flower, he looked at his brother for help, who could tell him what was going on?

However, as early as when he said the words "slightly better", Song Tianxuan and all the relatives and guards all knew the current affairs and avoided him, and let him make his eyes cramp and pretend not to see it.

It's better to die a person than to die a team, and the brothers are also thinking about their own people, big brother, you must resist it!

Seeing this group of usually gloomy killing gods behaving like this, Qin You almost burst out laughing, sometimes extremely evil people are purer than most people, at least much cuter than those two-faced hypocrites.

"Lord Wang, my subordinates know that they are wrong." An Shijin hung his head and admitted his mistake.

"What's wrong?" Song Weijun put away his smile and raised his chin coldly, looking down at An Shijin.

"Subordinate......" An Shijin's confession of mistake was just out of habit, and if he really wanted to say the reason, he really didn't find it for a while, and he couldn't say it.

Seeing that Song Weijun's narrow sword eyebrows were about to stand up again, Qin You hurriedly relieved the siege and said, "Cough, Lord Wang, the head of the guard An just said something unintentionally, and he didn't mean to belittle you, so why be angry." ”

After reminding An Shijin of this, he suddenly realized, it turned out that the problem was here, and he hurriedly admitted his mistake and said: "Lord Wang, your subordinates mean that although your internal strength is not as good as Nangong Jin, it doesn't mean that you can't beat him......"

"Huh?" Song Weijun interrupted him dangerously.

"The subordinates mean that you are the first in the world, and you are invincible, and Nangong Jin is not worthy of lifting your shoes!" An Shijin hurriedly expressed his position, but because he was too impatient, his voice inevitably rose a few degrees, and the people around him who were nervously paying attention to the situation in the venue looked at him with disdain. King Wu is really very mediocre, isn't he ashamed to listen to this kind of flattery that blows through the cowhide? No. 1 in the world? How dare you say it!

It was precisely because no one paid attention to this side just now that no one saw the scene of Song Weijun crushing the teacup with one hand, otherwise who would dare to despise him?

Song Weijun didn't seem to see the contemptuous gaze of others, and accepted An Shijin's flattery very unceremoniously, and said graciously: "Even if you know each other, it's just ......" He turned his head to look at the other guards: "The dirty clothes you changed this month don't need to be sent to the Huanyi Fang, your chief guard will personally wash them." ”

"What?! Don't, Lord Wang......" An Shijin howled miserably, but unfortunately the master's heart was like iron and ignored it

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