The horseback archery competition is about to begin, and other contestants are carefully checking their protective gear and bows and arrows.

Only Han Zeyu remained indifferent. His handsome face was blocked by the iron helmet, and even Xiao Hei wore a horse mask.

After putting on the armor, he immediately gained twenty pounds in weight, and it was impossible to tell whether he was fat or thin, let alone beautiful or ugly.

Han Zeyu was wearing the lightest cloth armor, which was not a burden to him, but rather he thought it looked quite handsome.

Because horseback archery competitions are somewhat dangerous, protective gear is mandatory, otherwise the athletes will be judged to have violated the rules.

The rules of the competition are that each person shoots three arrows in each round, for a total of three rounds and nine arrows.

After the starting line, the contestants take out their bows, draw their arrows, nock them and shoot. The one who hits three targets in a row is the winner.

There are only six people left in the finals competing for the top three places. Han Zeyu is ranked fourth in the order of appearance, which is just right for him to observe the strength of his opponents.

The player currently ranked first is Ning Yuanchen, the eldest son of the Marquis’s family.

Han Zeyu curled his lips. This guy is not kind. He has become the head of the Ministry of War, why is he still messing around? Is he trying to show off?

It’s a pity that Xiaohong didn’t come, otherwise she could have watched the whole process of someone being slapped in the face by him.

The referee raises the flag, signaling the next contestant to enter.

Tiezhu waved the flag and cheered, Su Shien also stood up, and Han Zeyu blew a kiss to the sidelines.

Su Shien didn't see clearly what the action was, but he always felt that it seemed a bit inappropriate.

No matter what, just cheer him on, he is here to create atmosphere.

Han Zeyu calculated the distance on the field and expressed regretfully that if he could use a slingshot to compete, he would definitely be able to hit the target from a hundred paces away and leave his name in history.

But in reality, the legendary "shooting the target from a hundred paces away" is basically impossible to achieve.

It is extremely difficult to aim and shoot accurately with a bow and arrow on a bumpy horseback.

What's more, the so-called "hundred steps" is a distance of more than one hundred meters. Even Han Zeyu with eyesight can't see it clearly, let alone ordinary people.

The archery position was about thirty meters away from the target. Xiao Hei started from the starting line. Han Zeyu stretched out his hand and calmly pulled out three arrows from the quiver.

The arrows used by others may not be shiny, but they are definitely carefully maintained.

Only Han Zeyu's arrow looked like a newly unearthed artifact, covered in dust.

What do you mortals know? This is called the buff of the earth element ability, not the arrow being covered in dust.

The other contestants were all shocked when they saw Han Zeyu's performance.

This kid is quite capable. It seems that he was deliberately hiding his abilities in the previous games.

The competitors were ready to fight, but Han Zeyu was not afraid of the pressure and said he would fight if he was not convinced.

After three rounds of competition, Han Zeyu had already secured victory.

The top four contestants will have a final moving target competition, which is also the part that Han Zeyu is most looking forward to.

The targets on the moving target are silver and copper coins, and whatever is hit belongs to the contestant.

It is no exaggeration to say that he signed up for the competition just for the prize.

Han Zeyu was eager to try, and even Xiao Hei was so excited that he stood still.

Han Zeyu silently chanted a spell: Money comes, money comes, money comes from all directions.

Xiao Hei prayed devoutly: Apples, apples, baskets of apples flew towards me.

Several people were puzzled. You have already secured victory, so why are you so excited?

What's going on now?

Ning Yuanchen gnashed his teeth in hatred. He had originally wanted to win three championship titles and become famous, but this kid ruined everything.

His efforts, his father's plans, and Pang Shaoqing's arrangements were all destroyed by him.

What happened to that old man Pang? I accepted the person he sent, but he didn't do anything about it.

Looking at the complacent Han Zeyu, Ning Yuanchen had a momentary impulse to do something and teach him a lesson.

But then he thought of Su Shien who was watching the game on the sidelines and gave up the idea.

Wait until he finishes the game, then find a way to deal with them.

The moving target was like a needle in the haystack of Han Zeyu's heart.

Brand new copper coins, shiny silver ingots, and two small ingots weighing ten taels each.

You can tell at a glance that it is freshly minted, because silver will turn black if stored for a long time.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the sounds of breaking through the air were heard one after another, followed by the sound of hard objects colliding.

The two people who threw the "moving targets" were numb, until the boxes in their hands were empty, then they stopped catching and throwing as if waking up from a dream.

Before this, Han Zeyu had already thrown the bow in his hand.

The quiver is of a unified standard and can only hold twelve arrows. It’s so disappointing and not enough!

Han Zeyu reluctantly put away his bow, but when he looked down, he was embarrassed for a moment because he had thrown the bow and hit the silver ingot.

Han Zeyu turned to look at the referee and blinked innocently.

Dear referee, could you please consider my cuteness and include the silver ingot I hit at the end in my score?

The referee quickly waved his hand and said, "There's no point looking at me. Only the results of the twelve arrows will be recorded. The ones that hit the target don't count."

Han Zeyu snorted coldly. This old man who didn't understand romance didn't even like the beauty trap. He really had no taste.

His light but not heavy snort scared the referee. Where did this monster come from?

This is not just the skill of shooting arrows without missing an arrow, the most frightening thing is the terrifying force.

Before the moving target competition, red powder will be distributed to the contestants to facilitate the counting of scores during the archery process.

An arrow hitting a target leaves a red mark, but this player doesn't need that.

At such a long distance, an arrow could penetrate the silver ingot, and even the smaller silver ingots were not spared.

There were twelve arrows in total, and each arrow had a piece of silver strung on it.

Do I even need to calculate this score? It's a perfect score!

Han Zeyu didn't care much about the points he got from the twelve arrows. He cared more about how much money he got from shooting the twelve arrows.

What a pity, there are only two gold ingots, the organizer really can’t afford it.

The referee who was counting the points was in a dilemma. According to the rules of the competition, the prize should belong to the contestant.

Although silver is soft in texture, the arrowhead is conical, so it is very difficult to pull the arrowhead out of the silver.

This guy definitely did it on purpose, because he perfectly avoided all the copper coins.

Han Zeyu saw the referee's dilemma, and considerately gathered the arrows together, took them to a place where they would not be in the way, and pulled the arrowheads out of the small silver ingot.

The referee gasped when watching this scene. The silver in this man's hands seemed to have turned into dough that could be kneaded at will.

What kind of strange power is this? Or is it the internal force of a martial artist?

The fans outside the stadium were envious. Not even counting the bonuses, these prizes alone were enough to make up for the investment.

"This is definitely enough to cover half a year's salary for me. If I had known this, I would have signed up for the competition. It's true that only by following the master can you have everything you need to eat and drink."

Su Shien glanced sideways. What kind of outrageous statement is that? As if just signing up would guarantee you a spot in the finals.

He was far ahead of the others in the academy in the Six Arts of a Gentleman. If he also signed up for the competition...

Stop it! Every profession has its own specialty. Don't waste your application fee. Leave the daydreaming to Tiezhu!