Chapter 201 Three arrows fired together
"The shooting competition begins. First of all, there is the princess." The little eunuch gestured to the two warriors beside him. The warriors carried arrows on one shoulder and bows in one hand.

One stood behind Qingcheng, and the other stood behind Youyou.

Ten warriors each stood in the middle carrying a rake. The rake was not an ordinary target made of grass, but a thin iron target.
This difficulty has naturally increased.

A princess took the bow from the warrior, then snatched the backpack containing the arrows, and walked into the drizzle;

He closed his right eye, narrowed his left eye, and pulled out three arrow feathers from his back, holding the bow and arrow with his left hand, and clasping the three arrow feathers with his right hand.
The three arrow feathers powerfully hit the center of the three red hearts, and they were about to shake.

The three arrows were fired together, which made many warriors present feel ashamed and worshiped.

"Okay, very good." Qian Yijing sighed, and Li Fei who was next to her covered her mouth with her hands and smiled lightly.

Nan Wang at the side was overjoyed to see such an outstanding daughter.

It wasn't until the last arrow was stably shot on the rake that some princess raised the corners of her mouth and put down her bow; she said to the emperor, "Nangong, you have finished shooting."

"That's right, I give it a perfect score; do you have any objections?" Qian Yijing put his hands on his knees and looked at the princes and ministers on both sides.

"I don't have any objections." Qi Qi said, headed by the prime minister.

It is difficult for a woman to hit these ten arrows, let alone a target made of thin iron, and there is a princess who shoots three arrows at once.
"Okay, then let Miss Wu Qingcheng shoot the shot; however, Miss Qingcheng's eyesight is bad, if she abstains, it's not considered a loss, it should be a tie." Qian Yijing smiled slightly.

This sentence seems considerate and broad-minded. Huh, why didn't you say change to another project before the competition.

Ting Shou guessed that Wu Qingcheng had really abstained, so she would be a coward.

"I have never had four words in Wu Qingcheng's dictionary, less than, tie." Qingcheng smiled coldly, picked up the bow and rucksack handed over by the warrior; walked into the drizzle.

Extremely arrogant and lawless, it was so natural for Qingcheng to say a word.

Just when Qingcheng's hand touched the arrow feather, Qingcheng's hand that touched the arrow was put down, and she clenched slightly.

good very good.

This arrow looks like iron, but it is actually the soft glue of paint color;
Not to mention targets made of thin iron, even ordinary grass targets may be difficult for bow and arrow masters to fit.

(End of this chapter)

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