The audience was in an uproar.

Jiang Jiuxiao looked indifferent and picked up a bow at random.

She flickered, frowned, and then looked in the direction of the cavalry and said, "A few questions, does the bow have a weight?" How many arrows are you going to shoot in total? What is the maximum range? Are there any requirements for archery? ”

Her voice was cold, obviously it seemed to be a normal conversation, but it made people on the field feel that it echoed in their ears as clearly.

The cavalry shuddered, and then replied quickly, "Report...... Ahem, the weight of the bow is the same, of course, after entering the camp, there are bows of different weights. A man had to shoot a total of ten arrows, and the range was not far, nor was it close, three hundred feet. As long as you hit the target, you will be done. "Almost, he was about to shout a report.

The other people who chose bows and arrows were a little panicked, three hundred feet is not too far?

They usually practice, and sixty feet is the most.

Jiang Jiuxiao heard what he said, but it was his heart, and the distance was ...... It's a little closer.

She narrowed her eyes and glanced at Number Two almost imperceptibly, seeing that he was not worried.

Jiang Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows.

She picked up her bow and walked to the place where she was shooting.

Her left and right feet spread back and forth, her slender fingers touching the strings, and then bounced back with a slight tug.

Mo said that the people who chose archery came around, and even a few others were probing.

The cavalry raised an eyebrow and roared. "Retreat to the outside of the district! Don't you see a red line on the ground?! ”

It's hard!

General, it's really too much influence, woo woo.

After all, such a character can always arouse the curiosity of others, and even the desire to win.

In an attic.

Yan Zhaolie finally calmed down, poured himself a pot of tea, and then sat down and looked outside.

He took a sip of tea and said, "Yo, the prince chose a bow and arrow." This prince thought that he would definitely choose a sword, of course, the big sword is also okay, hahahaha, that is, there is some incoordination. ”

Mu Qingchen coughed lightly, which was a reminder.

Yan Zhaolie paused, and then said with a smile, "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, don't let the prince listen to this." ”

Xin Cheng took a sip of tea, noncommittal.

……

"Three hundred feet? It's a long way off. Captain Xindu, when you were at the border, have you ever seen the prince and made a move? ”

Xin Cheng laughed and said, "His Royal Highness the Great Prince, the prince, she is even more powerful than you think...... Some. ”

Mu Qingchen listened silently, obviously believing Xin Cheng's words, after all, he had seen Jiang Jiuxiao and Beiyao's famous regent Jun Beijue fight.

Even if neither of them gave their all.

Moreover, he saw the little girl her, holding a knife, and that, who seemed to be beyond the world's Cangyang Hua Nian......

No matter who it is, whether it's the same person or a different person, they're all powerful.

Undoubtedly.

Yan Zhaolie pursed his lips, although he didn't like those twists and turns, it didn't mean that he didn't understand, Xin Cheng didn't answer his question directly.

He narrowed his eyelashes slightly, and then said, "Lord Wang, he ......"

Xin Cheng interrupted, he looked outside Jiang Jiuxiao picked up the arrow and loaded it, his voice was very small, and said, "She...... Her strength is unfathomable. His Royal Highness the Great Prince, Captain Bendu reminds, don't, explore a person like her. ”

A person who is obviously as warm as water, but is actually cold and biting.

It makes people feel that she accepts everything, but in fact, she rejects everything.

No one can actually walk in.

She had nothing to hide, but no one could find out.

He felt more than once that Jiuxiao had gone crazy.

What's even more amazing is that even if he thinks so, he can't convince himself, how can a person like her go crazy.

“…… Thanks for the advice. Yan Zhaolie said in a deep voice.

* Jiang Jiuxiao's black pupils gradually dimmed, and she picked up an arrow and put it on the string.

The movements are slow and standard.

The bow was opened, and the next moment, her hand, which was so white that there was not a trace of blood, was released.

Whew——!

Long arrows pierce the sky. With the way to break the sky, in seconds-

Phew!

The audience was silent.

I don't know how long it took, the cavalryman's mouth opened slightly, and finally found his voice, and he muttered, "Target, target......

I don't know whose voice came out and broke the silence.

"Target, target fell ......"

……

"Damn, the target is down!?"

"What kind of monster is this!?"

The cavalry was stunned for a moment, then ran out.

When he saw the condition of the target, he was speechless.

The arrow went through the bull's-eye, draining its strength, and there was to be a tail exposed.

General, you're terrible, aren't you!!

Phew——!

He stood up and shouted, "Someone! ”

The recruits were stunned for a moment, and then several people in soft armor ran in unison, and the recruits looked at them with longing in their eyes.

Jiang Jiuxiao pursed his lips and said in his heart, why is this the case again? Could it be that she could only use that bow?

She looked at her hands.

*

Mu Qingchen looked at it, surprised to surprised, he frowned.

He remembered the bow he had used when he was at the border.

The bow sucked his internal force.

[This bow can only be used by Xiao Jiuyi. 】

He was the only one......

Zi Xiao seemed to have something unusual just now......

He looked at the two of them and didn't notice.

Mu Qingchen said in his heart, he has to let this rot in his stomach.

*

"Oh my God, this target, a good guy who has been used for so many years, has been scrapped like this!?"

"How much force is that?!"

"Don't say it, I'm tired. Quick, pack it up. ”

"It's really hard for you, brother, who told you to lose your boxing?"

“…… Get lost! ”

*

"Ahem, Nine, you don't have to continue. Next. ”

Jiang Jiuxiao put down his bow when he heard this, without any extra movements.

She thought, it wasn't long before she felt the feeling of losing control.

No. 10 is a self-cooked, and after a while, he will be mixed with that No. 7.

He laughed, "Hahahaha...... I can't do it anymore, I can't breathe. Oops, hehehahahaha......"

Seven ducked with some disgust and said, "How long have you been laughing?" ”

"Eh, don't, look, the target of the nine bars has been shot through, and when those soldiers come up, that face is wonderful! Haha......"

"Can you see that?"

“…… Not far away? ”

*

"Two, get ready to shoot!"

"Ah, yes!"

"Number Two starts shooting!"

"Yes!"

"......" Actually, there is no need to answer him, so helpless.

Number Two took a deep breath, his hand still shaking a little as he raised his bow.

Jiang Jiuxiao looked at it and frowned, she said loudly, "Relax." Come on. ”

"......" laughs.

Phew——!

Winding, stretching the bow, archery, all in one go.

Whew——!

Phew!

Jiang Jiuxiao squinted his eyes, not bad, right in the heart.

The cavalry wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and said in his heart, what's the matter, this year's people have such good qualifications? !

The second arrow, the red heart!

The third arrow, red hearts!

Fourth Arrow......

The Tenth Arrow – Hearts !!

"Wow, that kid is good, he hits all hearts."

"He is extremely accomplished in archery, in fact, he is also good at swordsmanship." However, when will his low self-esteem be cured?

Number Seven looks at this number two.

No. 2 lost his strength, his body was a little stiff, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Jiuxiao, and Jiang Jiuxiao also looked at him.

Suddenly, Jiang Jiuxiao raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said softly, "Not bad." ”

Two froze for a moment, then smirked twice.

Seven was stunned.

Ten's gaze wandered among several people.

Finally, archery is over.

I don't know how long later, the swordsmanship also ended.

Since there were too few people who chose the knife, it was put last.

Marksmanship ends.

Eventually—

"Now, the knife competition begins!"

"Nineteen vs. Sixteen!"