The little servant quickly put the arrow feathers and the beautiful pot on the table.

The little prince Situ Leng stood in the center of the field, and the sons and brothers around him cheered very loudly.

He looked at Gu Mingzhu condescendingly, with a proud and provocative posture.

Gu Mingzhu waved his hand and said, "Lord Wang, please first, I don't know the rules yet, let's take a look first." ”

When the crowd heard this, they immediately cheered and cheered!

I don't know the rules and dare to compete, this stinky boy is too ignorant of the sky!

I'm afraid I don't want to find death!

Archery only shoots one arrow, it may be luck, but throwing pots, you have to throw eight arrows in a row, no matter how big the luck is, you can't hold it, you have to rely on strength!

This stinky boy is dead!

The little prince Situ Leng heard his words, and glanced at him proudly, full of disdain and ridicule.

The big hand stretched out, and the little guy immediately handed the arrow feather into his hand, which was very shelf-like.

Situ Leng raised his hand arrogantly and threw it easily, and with a "bang", it hit the bottom of the pot.

"Good, good!"

The boys began to applaud in an uproar.

Situ Leng's handsome face became more arrogant, stretched out his hand to the side, and said coldly, "Take it all." ”

"Yes."

The little guy answered, and respectfully put the arrow feathers in his hand into the hands of the little prince.

Situ Leng took it, glanced at Gu Mingzhu, and then picked up the arrow feather and began to throw it continuously, "Bang dang...... Bang dang...... Bang dang...... Bang dang ......"

Every time a shot is hit, there is a tendency to hit every shot.

The sons and brothers were excited again, their eyes turned around between the little prince and the pot, and they couldn't help but count them......

"Three...... Four...... Five...... Six...... Seven...... Eight...... Nine...... Ten ......"

Ten arrows in a row.

Situ Leng easily threw ten arrow feathers into the pot, and then took the handkerchief handed over by the servant on the side, and Shi Shiran was wiping his hands.

The sons and brothers were dumbfounded for five seconds, and when they saw the little prince stop, they let out a shocking exclamation!

"Ten consecutive throws! The little prince easily threw ten consecutive shots! Oh, my God! ”

"Kneel down, this is the most shocking time that Lao Tzu has seen, it's in vain, woo woo woo ......"

"The little prince makes a move, who competes, the little prince is mighty!"

"The little prince is mighty!"

“……”

The group of sons and brothers were incoherent with excitement, and at the same time applauded wildly, and the scene was so enthusiastic that it was as if the general had triumphantly killed the enemy.

The little prince usually throws up to eight arrows in a row, but this time he threw ten arrows in a row, which is a big explosion of character, it's so exciting!

Situ Leng was cheered by the stars, and the face he had lost in archery before felt that he had been regained a lot, and the whole person regained the pride of the spring breeze, and looked at Gu Mingzhu coldly.

The look was disdainful and mocking.

Just said a word, but the stinky boy didn't hurry up to kneel and admit defeat.

Wen Shizi on the side also applauded with a convincing face, and laughed, "The little prince is getting more and more beautiful, amazing, amazing!" ”

After complimenting, he turned to Gu Mingzhu with a malicious smile, "Stinky boy, do you want to admit defeat on your knees now, or will you cry and admit defeat on your knees for a while, huh?" ”

As he spoke, he stared at Gu Mingzhu's tender little face.

This stinky boy, this skin is too tender and smooth, more watery than the girls in the mansion of other countries, and it makes people want to pinch it hard when they look at it.

He turned his mind and unconsciously stretched out his hand to her.