Fuck you

It can be seen that Mingyue Gui's arrow used a lot more spiritual power, the feather arrow was not shattered by the blast, and rushed to the blast target steadily, his heart trembled, and he let go again immediately.

Shot empty.

Some of the onlookers snickered.

Shao Shang let out a sigh of relief, he no longer cared whether he was the first to shoot the arrow, as long as he could hit it, even if it was stuck on the edge of the blast target, he would not feel ashamed.

But there is one fact that still makes him feel uncomfortable. He has to admit that Xinghe is indeed stronger than him.

Oh no, just better than him in archery.

He collected himself and aimed at a gust of wind flying around that he had been eyeing for a long time. He slowly drew the bowstring with his fingers, and the ring on his index finger shimmered in the sun. His posture was extremely coquettish.

The teenagers of all races present widened their eyes, looking from left to right, seeing the feather arrow getting closer and closer to the blast target, some couldn't help cheering, but the feather arrow just touched the edge of the blast target and landed on the ground.

Shaoshang's expression turned ugly in an instant, and he didn't care about any flirty tricks anymore. He slammed the quiver on the ground, frowned and looked ahead without saying a word.

Mingyue returned to have no emotions.

He knew that his arrow would probably miss, just now when he shot the arrow, he glanced at the two people beside him, not only Xinghe, but Youfeng also closed his eyes when shooting the arrow, it was so fast, so fast that it was hard to catch, if it wasn't for him Keep an eye out, can't find it at all.

He remembered that when his uncle came here to practice, he didn't need to close his eyes to shoot the arrow, and he still hit the target. Now that he thinks about it, it probably has something to do with his cultivation.

Thinking about it this way, although Xinghe is outstanding, after all, he is too young and underage. Even if his cultivation is outstanding, he is still far behind the old emperor who has lived for thousands of years. If you only use your eyes to see, you will inevitably be misled by vision The real position of the blast target is not reached.Without the misleading eyes, Xinghe is not worried that the arrow will miss, so his movements are very casual and relaxed...and very good-looking.

Having figured this out, Mingyue Gui smacked her lips.

It is impossible for Shaoshang to hit the target.

In this round, they were still tied.

As expected, Mingyue Gui let out a sigh of relief and his scalp exploded. Shaoshang is not as out of tune as he looks. This round has obviously made great progress. As long as he adjusts the angle a little next time, he will be able to Hit the gale target.

He had to win the third game.

He must win the contest with Shaoshang.

Mingyue Gui loosened his right hand, shook it, and took another breath. When Jiang Gong was extremely dissatisfied with preparing for the third game, he quickly turned his head and said to Xinghe: "Hey, Xinghe, I will definitely hit this time, you Do you believe me?"

Xinghe glanced at him: "What's none of my business?"

Mingyue Gui closed her left eye and then her right eye: "Of course it's none of your business, you taught me this."

"Boring!" Xinghe frowned and turned his head.

Jiang Gong happened to see Mingyuegui winking, and hurriedly said loudly: "Mingyuegui, what are you doing! I said it started, didn't you hear it!"

Ming Yuegui turned her face away and stared at Jiang Gong.

Jiang Gong couldn't help touching his face: "What are you looking at, I said start!"

"I mean Jiang Gong." Ming Yuegui raised his longbow, "Is your arm healed?"

Immediately there was laughter all around.

Jiang Gong's face turned red, and he almost jumped up. He wanted to point at Mingyuegui and yell, but he couldn't speak in front of so many people, so he shouted to the side: "What are you laughing at! It's started!"

This game is crucial.

Xinghe and Youfeng still moved quickly, almost at the moment Jiang Gong opened his mouth, their arrows flew out, as beautiful as two meteors spinning in the sun, hitting the Gale target at the same time.

The body of the target seemed to struggle a bit, and broke into two clusters of starlight, and the bull's-eye Gale was nailed to the ground. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the same pothole that was poked out in the previous round.

Hard to tell.

It was originally a competition between Shaoshang and Mingyuegui, but in the end, the two made three shots, pushing the atmosphere to the climax, like a wonderful performance, the finale has already been played, and the rest is somewhat dull.

The onlookers walked away for a small part, eager to get the bow and arrow, and prepared to try their hands when the competition was over.

For the rest of the duel, they couldn't say how much they expected for the game. What they expected was, who would win, Shaoshang or Mingyuegui.

It is no surprise that Shaoshang wins, but Mingyue Gui wins is wonderful.

Who doesn't know that less business is the best way to save face, and the most important thing is ostentation?

Sure enough, under the expectant eyes of everyone, Shao Shang picked out three feathered arrows from the quiver, put them between his four fingers, and placed them on the bow.

Speaking of which, Shaoshang is very talented in cultivation, archery is not a very manipulable skill, and he could do it with his eyes closed when he was less than a hundred years old.

Ming Yuegui glanced at him, and exclaimed: "This is ready to show off, Second Highness?"

Shao Shang snorted from his nose, and slowly raised his arms.

Mingyue turned her head, closed her eyes first, and felt the small trembling sound of the Gale Target in the turmoil. The air flow brought up vaguely revealed their trajectory. This round is no accident, it must be hit.

He didn't draw out the three feathered arrows like Shao Shang did. Although that would increase the chance of hitting Gale's target, what he wanted was not just a hit, but the bull's-eye Gale.

Among this group of peers, it is necessary to prove that he is not a punk who only knows how to make jokes.

It is necessary to show Xinghe, whose eyes are higher than the top, that only people from Ziwei Palace can shoot the blast target.

I can also return tomorrow.

I am no worse than anyone.

Tightening his arms, he felt a red mark drawn by Xiansi on the palm of his hand. He closed his eyes, his ears followed a weak and irregular tremor, his right hand turned slightly to the left, paused, and let go suddenly.

Shaoshang's three arrows also chased and flew out after Mingyuegui let go, and everyone subconsciously held their breath, their eyes followed the four feathered arrows from one side to the other.

A silence.

On the high platform not far from the shooting range, Ming Ronglan stood up suddenly, as if she wanted to jump off it, but was grabbed by Qian Mo.

In the shooting range, someone uttered an exclamation: "I hit it! I hit it!"

It was only then that there were sounds around, and the waves were higher than the waves.

"It's all hit!"

"It's actually a draw."

"Ah, I bet on Shaoshang Shangshen!"

"I already knew that they would all win, otherwise why would Party Jiang call us all here!"

Jiang Gong's face was not very good-looking, he glanced at Shaoshang, hesitated for a while, and sighed: "It's over, it's over, it's over."

Shaoshang held his bow tightly and looked at Mingyuegui: "Why, another game?"

Ming Yuegui smiled: "No need."

Shaoshang was taken aback.

"Jiang Gong." Mingyue returned, "Please keep your eyes open, run over and take a good look, and see if it's all right."

Jiang Gong opened his eyes in surprise, but Ning Xu realized something, called me to go and see, and ran over.

The teenagers couldn't help being curious, and crowded over there one after another.

Shao Shang's heart sank suddenly.

Then someone exclaimed: "God, the bright moon is right in the eye of the wind!"