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Chapter 175 The difference between killing and killing pigs! (4)

The difference between killing and killing pigs! (4)

Soon, the soldiers of Fengqi Battalion sent bows and arrows.

Pei Yuanlang took the bow sent by the soldiers of the Fengqi Battalion, and did not forget to show his demeanor, "His Royal Highness is a guest, please invite me first!"

There are two incense sticks on the top of the tower, and the first to shoot arrows always takes advantage.

He's so determined, it's natural to exude confidence.

Yun Chu glanced at the two incense sticks on the top of the tower, then turned to look at Pei Yuanlang, and said arrogantly, "What if I break two incense sticks with one arrow?"

Pei Yuanlang smiled coldly in his heart, "If the princess shoots two incense sticks with one arrow, it will be considered that Pei has lost!"

This Her Royal Highness is such a braggart.

The distance between the two incense sticks is at least one foot, and they are on the same horizontal line. Not to mention her, I am afraid that even the bow Fengmanlou, who is famous for his archery skills, is not easy to do.

"You mean what you say?" Yun Chu asked.

"Of course it counts!" Pei Yuanlang said without hesitation.

"Okay!" Yun Chu raised his lips suddenly, showing him a strange smile, "Listen up, everyone, don't wait for a while when I win and play tricks!"

For some reason, looking at the smiling face on her lips, Pei Yuanlang felt an ominous premonition inexplicably.

Could it be that she really has a way to hit two sweets with one arrow?

No, not possible!
Immediately, Pei Yuanlang denied his opinion.

Although Pei's family is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, there are many children who are officials in the capital, and even in the palace, apart from Concubine Chen, they also have a lot of eyeliners, so naturally they don't know about the emperor's goddaughter.

This one's martial arts and archery skills are mediocre. Even if he practiced archery hard in Linhai City this year, it is impossible for him to surpass the magic bow in one leap.

Yun Chu strung his bow.

All eyes were on her.

The young masters and ladies in the hall who were too frightened to move at first, now because of curiosity, boldly slipped out of the hall and leaned against the wall to watch.

Up and down the steps, crowded with people.

Except for Shen Fengchu, Chen Qi and the others, everyone avoided Yunchu far away and gathered at Pei's side.

At the bottom of the steps, Fengqiying and the Pei family's children, who were originally rivals, also stopped paying attention to their enemies at this moment, and turned to look at Yunchu.

Under the gaze of everyone, Yun Chu slowly opened his bow.

Both Pei Yuanlang and Shen Fengchu narrowed their eyes slightly, and fixed their eyes on her hands.

One is curious about how she will kill two birds with one stone, and the other is worried about what tricks she is secretly playing.

Yun Chu poured all his internal energy into his arms, stretched his arms, and in his hand, the iron bow dedicated to Fengqiying squeaked and gradually bent like a full moon.

These days, she practiced the inner strength method taught to her by the lunatic master every night. Compared with half a year ago, her inner strength has made great progress, and she did not show any difficulty in pulling this kind of military-style longbow.

In the night, the spring breeze means the wind is like a soft hand.

On the top of the pagoda, two sticks of incense shone slightly in the night wind, like two red sparks.

Taking a deep breath, squinting his eyes, Yun Chu aimed slowly.

Instead of aiming at the two incense sticks, it aimed at a Cuiwa not far in front of the two incense sticks.

Then, she loosened her fingers.

The arrow shot out of the string, pierced the night wind with a howl, and flew towards the roof of the pavilion. Everyone's eyes followed the arrow and followed it all the way.

With a crisp sound, the roof tiles cracked, and countless fragments flew up.

No one noticed that Yun Chu's left hand, which had just raised the bow, had already made a snap with the light touch of the thumb and middle finger.

(End of this chapter)