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Following Jiang Zhou, two more young masters will take the stage for a competition.

However, everyone present seemed to be so engrossed in Jiang Zhou's superb archery skills that they had no interest in watching the unremarkable competitions of the others.

After Jiang Zhou left the stage, he walked to Zhao Jinzhong's seat and personally returned the Immortal Bow to him.

"Young Master Zhao, this is truly a fine bow! Thank you!"

Zhao Jinzhong accepted the immortal bow, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "I never imagined Brother Jiang's archery skills were so superb. I admire you greatly!"

Even the Seventh Princess came over and, together with Zhao Jinzhong, praised Jiang Zhou extensively.

Xie Chengze was watching from the opposite corner, practically fuming.

Shen Zhao glanced at Zhao Jinzhong's side for a while, then at Xie Chengze beside him, whose face was dark with anger. He dared not speak.

To avoid further angering Xie Chengze and ending up in trouble.

Xie Chengze couldn't swallow his anger and got up to walk towards Zhao Jinzhong.

He feigned humility, first bowing to the Seventh Princess, and then politely seeking advice from Zhao Jinzhong.

"I find Young Master Zhao's bow truly extraordinary. May I have the honor of giving it a try?"

Zhao Jinzhong generously offered the immortal bow, saying, "Thank you, young master, please make yourself at home."

Xie Chengze took the immortal bow with both hands, turned back to smile and nod at the Seventh Princess, and then turned to walk towards the shooting area.

As he walked, he pulled the bowstring and pressed down on the bow, finding that there was nothing wrong with it.

Xie Chengze glared angrily at the servant standing beside him, who was immediately speechless and unable to defend himself.

"Go back and collect fifty strokes of the cane!"

The innocent servant's legs went weak.

Xie Chengze took an arrow, walked to the target, and was eager to try.

He nocked the arrow and pulled hard.

Huh? Why can't I pull it?

He looked up awkwardly and glanced around, only to find that everyone on the sidelines was staring at him.

Xie Chengze exerted all his strength and finally managed to draw the bowstring.

After pulling the arrow into position, he aimed at the bullseye, adjusted his breathing, released his grip, and released the arrow.

It missed the target...

Xie Chengze's breath hitched, his heart skipped a beat, and his face instantly flushed.

"Young Master Xie, what are you doing? Why did you miss the target?"

The crowd outside the venue has started digging a new juicy gossip.

"They're probably just practicing for fun."

Xie Chengze was completely bewildered, yet unwilling to give up, so he drew another arrow, nocked it, and shot it.

It still missed the target.

Unconvinced, he drew two more arrows and shot again...

All four arrows missed the target.

He was so anxious that he wished he could disappear into the ground.

Zhao Jinzhong walked over to Xie Chengze and said, "Young Master Xie, my bow is rather special."

Those with malicious intentions and who are greedy for fame and fortune cannot wield this bow.

Xie Chengze was already embarrassed, but then Zhao Jinzhong made sarcastic remarks about him in front of everyone, which made him even angrier.

"Zhao Jinzhong! Who are you calling unscrupulous and greedy for fame and fortune?"

Zhao Jinzhong looked completely innocent. "I was just saying that my bow can read people's minds. Why must Young Master Xie take it personally?"

"You!" Xie Chengze felt as if he had swallowed a bitter pill.

He looked at the Seventh Princess, who was also looking in their direction.

The Seventh Princess saw him miss the target with all four arrows.

Xie Chengze, who was initially furious, suddenly became disheartened.

He had hoped to make a good impression on the Seventh Princess, but he ended up making a huge fool of himself.

Xie Chengze threw the bow into Zhao Jinzhong's arms, lowered his head, and left in embarrassment.

They didn't even get to see the results of the archery competition before they received their prizes and left.

After some measurements, the results of the archery competition were finally in.

Zhao Jinzhong and Xie Chengze both hit the bullseye with four arrows in both foot archery and mounted archery.

However, Zhao Jinzhong's archery skills were superior, as he hit the bullseye with his last two arrows, thus winning the championship of this competition.

Xie Chengze ranked second.

An Chang ranked third, and Sheng Aotian ranked fourth.

In the boat archery competition, three arrows missed the target, and one arrow hit the outer circle. However, in the mounted archery competition, four arrows hit the bullseye, placing him fifth.

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The archery competition held by the eldest princess came to a close after a series of exciting and varied competitions.

Two days later, Lady Zhao Jing of the Zhaoping Marquis's Mansion, who is also Jiang Zhou's mother, and Jiang Zhou prepared generous gifts.

They went to the Duke of Dingguo's mansion to thank Zhou Ruo for saving Jiang Zhou's life.

While Zhao Jing was visiting Ji Ping and the two children, Jiang Zhou went to Wude Academy with Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo.

When Jiang Zhou saw the immortal bow that Zhao Jinzhong had hung on the wall inside the house, he recalled the scene of riding and shooting at the Princess's mansion that day.

He instinctively walked over and touched the bow.

Jiang Zhou vaguely sensed a repulsive force emanating from the bow, which was different from the feeling he had when he held it while riding and shooting that day.

"Young Master Zhao, may I try this bow again?"

Zhao Jinzhong glanced at Zhou Ruo, smiled, and said, "Brother Jiang, I'm afraid we can't try."

Jiang Zhou glanced at Zhou Ruo and asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Zhou Ru chuckled, "Brother Jiang, my brother's bow can recognize its owner!"

"Recognizes its owner? How does it do that? Can only the owner touch it?"

Jiang Zhou recalled the scene of Xie Chengze shooting arrows with this bow that day, and vaguely understood something.

"You can touch it, it's not that stingy, it's just that it won't obey your commands."

"So that's why Young Master Xie missed the target every time he used it to shoot arrows that day?" Jiang Zhou asked for confirmation.

Zhou Ruo nodded, "Yes! Hehe!"

"But why was I able to use it that day? And at the time I felt that the bow gave me a great boost."

"If I had used a regular bow, I might not have been able to hit the bullseye with three arrows in one go."

After Jiang Zhou shot the first arrow with this bow that day, he was able to tell that the bow would allow him to hit the bullseye three times.

It turned out that they did it.

"Yes, Ruoruo," Zhao Jinzhong said, realizing the question only after Jiang Zhou asked him.

"Why were you able to wield this bow that day, Brother Jiang?"

Zhou Ruo covered her mouth and laughed again. She felt that these kinds of childish tricks from the cultivation world seemed very mysterious in the mortal realm, and just thinking about them made her feel amused.

"I secretly talked to it that day, and it agreed to lend it to Brother Jiang for a while!"

Actually, it was because Zhou Ruo used her spiritual power to protect Zhao Jinzhong's wisp of true energy that day, which was attached to the Immortal Bow.

At that time, Xian Gong silently thought that Zhao Jinzhong was using it, so it did its best to help its master.

Zhao Jinzhong and Jiang Zhou listened to Zhou Ruo's childish words, speechless, not understanding, but respectful.

However, Jiang Zhou was still itching to take off the immortal bow and try to pull the bowstring, but he couldn't pull it.

He put it back and began to talk to Zhou Ruo and Zhao Jinzhong about something important.

"Princess, Young Master Zhao, I have something I would like to discuss with you both."

Zhao Jinzhong invited Jiang Zhou to sit down, saying, "Brother Jiang, please speak freely."

Zhou Ruo ran to the table, climbed onto the chair, sat down obediently, and placed her little hands on the table, looking very proper.

They looked so well-behaved and cute that Zhao Jinzhong and Jiang Zhou couldn't help but smile at each other.

Jiang Zhou began, "Little princess, young master Zhao, during the year or so that I have been ill, my mother has taken me to many places for treatment."

In a Taoist temple on the western outskirts of Beijing, there were more than a dozen children whose situations were similar to mine.

The Taoist priest, out of compassion, used the money from incense offerings to support these children.

"I was thinking, could I perhaps ask the little princess to intervene and save these children?"