Chapter 58

"Okay, okay, you can send five, the third, you follow Xiao Xiao." Murong Hao laughed, but what can this cripple and an idiot do? Mu Cangyun, he is no longer the original King Cen, how could he have the archery skills of the past?

With both legs disabled and his strength remaining at the yellow level, no matter what he does, it is impossible to change the facts!

Lightly pursing her lips, Zhao Ying'er stretched out her hand to take the bow and arrow, and smiled softly: "Princess Cen, let me teach you how to shoot this arrow!" Holding the bow and arrow in her left hand and the bowstring in her right hand, standing there The people in the ring stand with their legs apart, the bowstrings have long been drawn into a full moon, and they are aimed at the arrow target in front of them.

"Om!" The index and middle fingers holding the bowstring were released, and the arrows that turned into lightning flew out of the air. With a "whoosh" sound, they slammed into the red heart on the target. The target was shot through, and it looked even more shocking!

With the strength of her arms alone, she can shoot such a force, as expected of a woman who is known as a marksman.

Mu Cangyun's heart is even more sharp. His current strength is indeed at the yellow level. He was once named a god of war, but now his legs are inconvenient, and it may be difficult to win over the woman in front of him.

However, before Mu Cangyun could react, Feng Qingge was already holding the bow and arrow in Mu Cangyun's hands, groping the bow and arrow, and asked in puzzlement, "Mu Cangyun, how did you get this thing, why? I can't come out all the time, can you ejaculate one for me? I..."

"Whoosh!" Feng Qingge, who was plucking the bowstring, chuckled lightly. She deliberately let Mu Cangyun hold the bow and arrow, and she held the bowstring herself. Controlling Mu Cangyun's hand with one hand, she had already aimed at the opposite archery target, as if inadvertently loosened, the soft arrow flew out towards the archery target twenty meters away.

Got it! Mu Cangyun's heart trembled even more, he never thought that Feng Qingge would make a mistake and shoot the arrow out. But when he met those sly black eyes, his flustered heart sank, what the hell is this girl doing?

"Zi!" The people sitting on the stage laughed even more, but they couldn't laugh in the next scene. But seeing the arrow shot by Feng Qingge slammed through the center of the target, I don't know if it was too strong, and actually shot another target 20 meters away.

Two archery targets, at the same time in the center of the red heart.

"Ah? Hit, oh yeah!" She jumped up excitedly, Feng Qingge touched Mu Cangyun's hand and said with a smile, "Mu Cangyun, you are so powerful, you can even hit it, I admire you! "

"Hi!" Was the arrow just now shot by King Cen?

Their eyes were not blind, it was the bow and arrow drawn by Feng Qingge and shot the arrow out. Coincidence, must be a coincidence!

"I hit two, it's considered to be the next one ahead of time, you go, the second arrow!" Feng Qingge laughed, it's really cool to drink the second cheap directly. What, what happened to the fat man, every fat man is a potential stock.

She wants to see how these self-righteous people plan to end it. I have long heard that Jia Hai is amazing, so she will accept the death-free gold medal!

"Ying'er underestimated Princess Cen, so this arrow..." Zhao Ying'er's face sank slightly, but she didn't get angry. She reached out and picked up three arrows and put them on the bowstring. She could pierce through Yang with a hundred steps. Shooting wasn't challenging for her at all.

"Whoosh!" Three bows and arrows shot out at the same time and stuck on the red hearts of the three arrow targets. Zhao Ying'er raised the corner of her mouth lightly and smiled casually: "Princess Cen, I don't know how I'm doing three arrows with three eagles. ?"

"Did you teach math to be taught by a physical education teacher? You are too embarrassed to say that you can kill three birds with one arrow after using three arrows. This kind of competition is not enjoyable. When you shoot this one, it's better to have one shot." Feng Qingge snorted coldly. Said, if it continued like this, she would really be too lazy to shoot.

This time, Murong Mo was in a hurry and said quickly, "Third siblings, this is not yours anymore. As you said, Bibi, how could you quit? You let your father's face..."

"When did I say quit, I just think this method is boring. It's not interesting to add a little distance. In this way, put the target at a distance of 200 meters, so that it will be challenging." The corner of the mouth With an upward tick, Feng Qingge said disdainfully.

Two hundred meters!

Everyone's heart was even more stunned. You must know that the bow and arrow will deviate from the route at 30 meters, which is very difficult to control. Whether it is 100 steps to pierce Yang or 200 meters, very accurate calculations are required, and Feng Qingge's mouth is so far away that he may not even be able to touch the target.

"Unreasonable!" Murong Chu frowned again and again, even if he added his own star power to the target of 200 meters, he couldn't do it. With such a waste, he could hit an arrow 200 meters away. target?

"Is it necessary to look at the unreasonable troubles or not, or is it that the envoys of Zhao State are afraid? This is forgivable. After all, when King Cen attacked Zhao State, you can't stand up in front of him." Feng Qingge He said with a cold smile, the meaning of these words is nothing more than telling the people here that they are just defeated generals, and even if Mu Cangyun becomes what he is now, they will not be able to match him.

Zhao Ying'er's face sank slightly, but she said with a smile: "What Princess Cen said is very true, then it's two hundred meters away. This time, is Princess Cen going first?"

"Okay." Feng Qingge held the bow and arrow and watched the target move to a position of 200 meters. The corner of her mouth was raised lightly, and she held the bow and arrow on the bowstring, casually loosening it. The flying arrow landed steadily on the ground, not hitting the target at all!

"Pfft, hahaha..." This is no use for comparison, the 200 meters is nothing but bragging, and they have already missed the target. The winner of this victory is naturally Zhao Ying'er's.

Zhao Ying'er smiled coldly, raised her eyebrows while holding the bow and arrow, "You lost."

"Yeah, but it's not a loss. As for you, you can only win if you hit it. If you don't, you're only a rookie." With a contemptuous gesture, Feng Qingge raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Haha, I can definitely hit it!" Pulling the bow and arrow, Zhao Ying'er aimed at the target 200 meters away. She was very confident that she could hit the target. As long as she wins, the gold medal for avoiding death will be hers. ,Why not do it!

The light in her eyes flickered away, Zhao Ying'er didn't take the two hundred meters into her eyes at all, the strength in her hand loosened, and the arrow flew out, but she missed the target like Feng Qingge!

"How could this be!" Zhao Ying'er's face changed greatly, she had clearly aimed at the bullseye just now, but why...

"In addition to accuracy, there are also external wind factors. The wind direction, the north wind is level 4, it is biased towards the direction of eight o'clock, and the aiming position will also change accordingly. This is what you lack." Her hair was flying, and Feng Qingge's arrow just now was just to make sure.