Jiang Zhiyu raised his eyelids.
Knowing that Jiang Wenjing would definitely lose to him, the humiliation contained in Cloe's mention of this title goes without saying.
Jiang Wenjing didn't know and just sighed lightly.
The smile in Chloe's eyes grew even wider.
"Wait," Jiang Zhiyu suddenly said at this moment, "Brother is a general after all. If he wins, it would be a bit of an insult. Why don't I take over? My archery skills are not inferior to yours."
Substitution...
A hint of hesitation flashed across Kit's eyes.
If we talk about the final impact, it is naturally that he did not win against Jiang Wenjing, and the benefits brought were greater.
But if you want to be safe, changing people is indeed the safest option.
And didn’t she also say that her archery skills were not inferior to Jiang Wenjing’s? If she lost, wouldn’t that mean Jiang Wenjing lost too?
After all, Jiang Wenjing's situation is prone to change. What can I do if he doesn't lose?
After all, that person was not in his hands.
Kit nodded after figuring this out. "It's just to liven things up. If Miss Jiang is willing, that would be great."
Jiang Wenjing walked over, handed the bow in his hand to Jiang Zhiyu, and stood beside her.
Cloe was obviously unhappy with the change of players, his eyes full of contempt: "Then I'll go first?"
Jiang Zhiyu shrugged.
Cloe pulled the bow, put the arrow on it, and hooked the string, and this set of actions was done very skillfully. He let go and the arrow hit the bull's eye.
There was a burst of cheers all around.
Compared with his movements, Jiang Zhiyu seemed a little slow.
She did this set of movements for several minutes.
It lasted so long that the people around him, who were very excited at the beginning, became bored.
But the arrow shot also hit the bull's eye.
Everyone: “…”
If you say her skills are good, she can dawdle for so long at the beginning. If you say her skills are not good, she hits the mark.
Rather than adding to the fun, it would be more accurate to say that she was causing more trouble.
This dawdling is really frustrating.
Kro tutted softly, "Miss Jiang, how about letting your brother take the stage?"
Before Jiang Zhiyu could say anything, Jiang Wenjing's eyes were already on him, and his voice was cold: "Slow work makes fine work, haven't you heard of it?"
Kro, who was stared at by him fiercely, said: "..."
Jiang Wenjing had been to the battlefield and seen blood. He didn't show it normally, but when his aura was slightly revealed, it was enough to scare others.
Kro dared not say another word.
He licked his lips and turned back subconsciously to look at Kit.
But he reacted the next second.
The mother of these two siblings is still in his father's hands, what is he afraid of!
If they are to be feared, they should be afraid of him!
Thinking of this, Clo looked at Jiang Wenjing, who was eager to protect his sister, and a cold smile appeared on his lips: "After all, this is just for fun, not a competition. Competing like this alone is not exciting enough. I do have an idea, I wonder if your sister dares to do it."
Everyone looked at him, and Jiang Wenjing narrowed his eyes threateningly.
"It's raining outside. How about standing in the temple with an apple on your head and in each hand as a target? Each of you will have three arrows, and we'll see who hits the most."
Jiang Wenjing's expression changed.
Fearing he would refuse, Cloe looked at Jiang Zhiyu and said, "Sign a life and death agreement, otherwise I'm afraid the general will eat me. Of course, if you admit defeat, then let it go."
There was a scornful smile on the corner of his mouth.
Jiang Zhiyu looked at him timidly.
[Oh, I've seen people committing suicide, but I've never seen people rushing to commit suicide.]
Jiang Wenjing's face was gloomy: "..."
Was it the young fish who guided it?
Why?
He remained silent cautiously, and Jiang Zhiyu whispered, "Okay."
The contempt in Cloe's eyes grew even stronger.
One person wrote a death agreement, and the Southern Gu King walked over to Jiang Wenjing in a pretentious manner: "It's just for fun. Even if you sign this death agreement, nothing serious will happen."
Jiang Wenjing glanced at him sideways but didn't respond.
The corners of Nan Gu King's eyes twitched twice.
The death warrant was quickly completed and both of them signed and sealed it.
Kro raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Wenjing provocatively. He walked to Jiang Wenjing's side and said in a very low voice: "Once we sign the life and death agreement, we will accept our fate. Even if I kill your sister in public, what can you do to me?"
"Be smart, kneel down now and admit that Tianqi is not as good as Nan Gu, and you are not as good as me. Then I can show mercy and spare her life."
Jiang Wenjing snorted coldly, his lips moved slightly twice, and the word "Pooh" could be vaguely discerned.
Kro's eyes suddenly turned sinister: "Okay, this is your choice."
It seems that this brother and sister are not as affectionate as they appear.
The venue was quickly set up, and Jiang Zhiyu entered with an apple, looking calm and composed, without any sign of fear.
A hint of doubt flashed in Clo's eyes, but he didn't think much about it and raised the arrow.
His first arrow was aimed at Jiang Zhiyu's right hand.
That’s right, it’s the right hand, not the apple on the right hand.
From the very beginning, he had planned to shoot these three arrows in case any one of them missed the target.
Anyway, the life and death agreement has been signed and the competition has begun. No one has the right to stop it in public.
As the arrow flew out, Clo couldn't wait to look at Jiang Wenjing.
He couldn't wait to see Jiang Wenjing's look of fear and regret.
But the scene he imagined did not appear, instead cheers were heard from all around.
Kro looked up and saw the arrow firmly stuck in the center of the apple. Jiang Zhiyu, who was holding it, blinked and said, "Excellent archery."
How is that possible?!
He was clearly aiming at his right hand!
Kit also had the same doubts as him.
It is said that no one knows a son better than his father. As soon as Cloe raised his butt, Kit knew what he was going to fart.
It was really not right that this arrow hit the target.
But there were still two arrows, and although they had doubts, they did not panic too much.
Clo raised the arrow again and aimed at Jiang Zhiyu's heart.
If he shot his left hand again, he was afraid that the same situation would occur again.
This time, he stared at the arrow.
In full view of everyone, Jiang Zhiyu stretched out his left hand and the arrow pierced the apple steadily.
"Yeah, I even hit the moving target."
Chloe: “!!!”
Kit: “!!!”
Everyone in Nan Gu: "..."
Was that a hit?
Didn't you put it there and plug it in?
"You, you're a target, how can you move!"
Chloe couldn't help but accuse.
"Haven't you heard of a live target?" Jiang Zhiyu smiled, her eyes curved. "Doesn't this show that you're an accurate archer?"
"With such an accurate arrow, I'm not exaggerating when I call it a real arrow."
Clo: “…”
Kit: “…”
Everyone in Nan Gu: "..."
This could be considered a blatant insult, and Cloe's originally surprised expression was replaced by anger.
He said nothing, but raised his bow again.
With the last arrow, he must take her life!
His fingers trembled unconsciously, he kept gritting his teeth, his lips turned pale, and his palms began to sweat and became wet, causing the arrow to slip.
The people around couldn't help but feel their hearts hanging in the air.
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