Transmigrated Princess

There are many people competing in archery, and some people just come to play prestige. After all, there are many expensive women watching the competition. It's good to show up.

When everyone came on the stage and introduced them one by one, they began to announce the rules of the competition.

The target has been prepared in the archery field. In order to increase the difficulty, it is not standing dead in place, but hanging dangling. After hitting an arrow, the target swings with it, which will also increase the difficulty. Each person corresponds to one, with a total of ten arrows. After all the arrows are fired, the score will be calculated according to the arrows and position on the target. If the same score is obtained, the victory or defeat will be determined in order.

Most of those who can get on the court are quite confident in their archery, which will make them look energetic one by one.

Jiang Bowu took care of himself with a bow and arrow on his back. He just glanced at the target and didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he smiled at Zhao Ying and Hei hei. He said, "after all, the eighth Prince is still young. It's inevitable that he won't win by comparison. Well, move my target back, or I'll bully the child later."

As soon as these words came out, everyone subconsciously looked at Zhao Yinghe's face.

Before he started, Jiang Bowu obviously didn't pay attention to him at all.

However, Zhao Ying and his look did not change. He smiled and said, "no, otherwise it would be bad for the military general to lose."

Jiang Bowu was not angry at the speech. He even laughed twice.

"Sure enough, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. It's good. It's really good."

Zhao Yinghe also laughed, "the general is wrong. The prince is a dragon, not a newborn calf."

Jiang Bowu's smile froze when he heard the speech.

He glanced disdainfully and said, "just be smart. I'll let you show off your authority."

Zhao Yinghe just smiled.

Seeing this, Su Xiangwan couldn't help but say, "I can't say anything about the eighth prince. Jiang Bowu deliberately finds fault. He really can't find happiness."

Zhao Rongxian said: "Jiang Bowu deliberately found fault, just thinking that the eighth Prince is still young and uncertain, so he came to challenge him."

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

Zhao Yinghe has a composure that is completely incompatible with his age.

Su Xiangwan thought and looked at Zhao Changling and Jiang Bowen.

They should also want to test Zhao Yinghe's mind. If he is a bag of wine and rice, even if he is a hidden threat, it is estimated that he will also become their target.

She thought, attracting Gu Yan and whispered a word with him.

Gu Yan was surprised when she heard the speech, but she should go.

He ordered his men to pass Su Xiangwan's message to Zhao Ying and his ears.

Over there, Jiang Bowu has walked away and stood in his position for the competition.

After each took his place, a whistle sounded next to him. The people opened their long bow and were facing the distant target. They focused on adjusting their position and were ready to shoot the arrow on their hand.

The first arrow was shot from Jiang Bowu's hand.

It's extremely accurate, right in the heart, and there's no pressure at all.

On the field, the meeting couldn't help cheering again. Of course, it was because the arrow was very beautiful, and some reasons were because many people bought his victory.

One of the childe brothers was influenced by him and sent out the second arrow one after another. Although he was a little anxious, he was also on the edge of the red heart. It was not too bad.

Then, many people followed and shot the first arrow.

Zhao Yinghe didn't seem to be affected. He also seriously shot the arrow. The result was also very wonderful. It was also the right heart.

The second arrow is more difficult than the first arrow, because the target on the field has shaken to varying degrees, and there are also some swings from left to right. In this case, you can wait for the target to stabilize before shooting, but it will also delay a lot of time.

After all, the winning rules clearly state that even if two people are the same ten arrow hearts, they should decide the outcome in order, so the time point should be accurate.

Jiang Bowu smiled and grabbed three long arrows from behind. He arched together and was facing the target. He saw that the three arrows were going to be fired at the same time.

Many people stared in surprise.

"General Wu, do you want to shoot three arrows at a time?"

"It's too risky. If one arrow loses its standard, it won't be worth the loss."

"Oh, that's a military general. If others can't, he can."

There were many voices of discussion. Rao SHISU Xiangwan sat in the stands and heard them clearly.

With an exclamation, the three long arrows in Jiang Bowu's hand flew out together. The people watched intently. When they saw that the three arrows hit the red heart with their own eyes, they took a cold breath, and then burst into warm applause on the field.

I have to say, this is really wonderful.

The result of this round of competition has been very obvious. It is Jiang Bowu's unilateral sling.

If other people don't have his three arrows at once, even if the last ten arrows hit the heart, they can't beat him.

Su Xiangwan slowly took a sip of tea and said, "the eighth Prince really has only a 20% chance of winning."

The disparity in strength is too great.

With Jiang Bowu's three arrows, the faces of others on the field began to look a little ugly.

Of course, there are those who are not affected and shoot the second arrow and the third arrow. After all, the competition has not come to the end, and the result is still unknown.

At this meeting, the people saw that Zhao Yinghe drew out two long arrows and put them on the long bow together, making a ready appearance.

With Jiang Bowu's three arrows in front, his two arrows are obviously not enough to see. Of course, some people don't think much of him.

After all, it is still a child's nature. He can't be stimulated and has to express himself in a hurry.

Zhao Ying and the hand holding the bow were very stable. In fact, what others said couldn't get into his ears. He just focused on the distant target, then worked hard and shot the arrow out.

Su Xiangwan couldn't help looking up.

"Yes." there is humanity.

One of the two long arrows shot by Zhao Yinghe hit the red heart.

But... There's only one.

Another long arrow, but I don't know where it went.

"Didn't you shoot askew and miss the target!"

This is so funny.

As they spoke, they felt that his arrow was full of momentum. The result was really funny. They couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Bowu said at the meeting, "the arrow of the eighth Prince is indeed wrong. He ran to my target."

Everyone looked at Jiang Bowu's target when they heard the speech.

Everyone's bow and arrow has its own mark at the end. It is not difficult to see that on Jiang Bowu's target, there is another bow and arrow in addition to the four arrows in his center.

This is the one that Zhao Ying and shot askew.

As we all know, those who shoot on other people's targets, no matter where they are, don't count.

In the final count, you will only count your own bow and arrow on your own target.

The party concerned didn't have much reaction, but said faintly: "it's a pity. It missed some."

Jiang Bowu glanced at him disdainfully and said, "even if your arrow occupies the position of my heart, it won't affect me. On the contrary, it's you. Without an arrow, I'm afraid you can't win no matter what you do."

That's stupid.

Even he thought Zhao Yinghe was hopelessly stupid. Would he think that deliberately shooting an arrow on his target would pose any threat to him?

The position of the bull's-eye, no matter how small, was not a problem for him at all.

Zhao Changling felt something wrong when he was in the stands. He asked Jiang Bowen, "what do you think of Zhao Yinghe?"