Chapter 170： Do you dare to compare yourself with the country people?

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"Sister, it's Brother Meng."

Su Qingluo brought the little prince to the assembly point. Looking down from the high platform on the right, he could see clearly the two people competing in the middle of the field.

The little prince recognized Wang Meng with sharp eyes, clapped his little hands and cheered happily.

"Brother Meng is awesome, brother Meng is the best."

"Hmph, it's just brute force, what's so great about it?"

There is a discordant voice coming from the right side of the ear.

Su Qingluo followed the prestige to look at Li Moyun, with her quiver on her back, her arms folded around her chest, and she pursed her lips in disdain.

"For a barbarian in the countryside, it would be nice to have some energy to do farm work."

Another mocking voice came, this time from the left.

Su Qingluo raised her eyebrows, and glanced at the owner of the voice.

Wang Yehan, a century-old family, a direct descendant of the Longcheng Wang family, nine years old, good at riding and shooting, and swordsmanship.

"You two, do you have the courage to compare yourself with me, a countryman?"

Su Qingluo replied unceremoniously: "Look at you all pretending to be carrying quiver, do you really think you are good at riding and shooting?"

"Just by you? Do you want to compare with us?"

Li Moyun's face darkened instantly, and he glared at each other.

Among the ten companions, he and Wang Yehan are the most outstanding in riding, shooting and martial arts, more than a notch higher than the others.

Even Li Yanru praised the two of them as martial arts prodigies, and they practiced hard, and they hoped to become champions of martial arts in the future.

"A country girl, if she really thinks that the little prince likes you, she doesn't know how high the heavens and the earth are?"

Wang Yehan also turned dark, and mocked disdainfully: "If you want to compare, yes, just let you see clearly the gap between you bumpkins who have never seen the world, and the children of our aristocratic family."

"Hehe, the children of the aristocratic family are so majestic. Since you look down on the country bumpkin so much, you should come first."

Su Qingluo sneered: "There are thirty targets in one circle of the Martial Arts Arena, three laps on horseback, one person shoots ninety arrows, and the one who hits the most red circles wins."

"Okay, I'll come first."

Wang Yehan immediately stepped down from the high platform, ordered his attendants to lead the horse, and got on the horse with the quiver on his back.

His mount was a black stallion with slender limbs and a smooth and shiny mane. It looked like a precious purebred BMW.

Wang Yehan pulled the reins, and the black horse neighed, raised its front hooves, and galloped around the martial arts arena.

At the same time, every time he passed an archery target, he drew his bow and shot an arrow. After three rounds, the target did not miss.

"Hehe, the little guy is doing well."

"Yes, there is a future."

"The target hit the target, the accuracy is good."

The imperial guards gathered in the center of the Martial Arts Arena attracted their attention and started a new round of noise.

"Chasing the wind, let's go."

Wang Yehan ran back after shooting three laps, Li Moyun was ready, and immediately rushed out on horseback.

His shooting skills are more accurate, and he hits more hearts, which attracts more admiration.

"Little Qingluo You ride my horse and use my quiver."

Xu Yanru saw the children's quarrel with a smile, and didn't take it seriously, and summoned her attendants to bring her mount.

"Master Xie."

Su Qingluo handed over the little prince to Gai Feng, and Gai Yu took care of him, took the quiver, and got on the horse neatly.

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"That little girl is Su Qingluo?"

The female officer Zhang Wenlin came to Xu Yanru's side at some point, she stared at Su Qingluo who was riding a horse, and asked softly, "She killed the five black wolf guards and rescued the little prince?"

"Um."

Xu Yanru nodded, unable to hide her admiration.

Zhang Wenlin was worried: "You just watch them provoke? Aren't you afraid that it will be difficult to deal with it?"

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