THE EVIL PRINCE AND HIS PRECIOUS WIFE
Chapter 83. Archery

“Ji Er, keep your attitude!” Murong Jian rebuked him.

Murong Ji felt sad, “I just think that the better the people who enter the military camp, and this will increase the combat power of the team – am I wrong?”

Murong Xue giggled. Murong Ji was only fourteen years old. He definitely doesn't know how to talk like that. Murong Jian was the one who taught him all these sentences. The father and son were unable to persuade General Zhang, so now they were trying to trap Murong Ye. They are smart and cunning.

“Murong Ye, I challenge you now, can't you act like a mute? Just answer me, do you dare to compete with me?” Murong Ji stared straight at Murong Ye proudly.

Murong Ye looked at Murong Ji, his eyes filled with determination, “Alright, I will compete with you!”

Ge Hui hurriedly said, “Xiao Hou Ye..”

Murong Ye raised his hand and interrupted Ge Hui, “I agreed to compete with you, not to try to defeat others – or show off myself, but to tell you that I, Murong Ye, am, is a real man and I am not afraid of any kind of challenge. You said, how do you want to compete?”

Murong Ji thought to himself. There is no need to say it well, as I will definitely let you lose the competition and feel ashamed of yourself.

Murong Ji snorted and said, “Land!”

"All right!" Murong Ye nodded, his eyes filled with perseverance and seriousness.

General Zhang stole a glance towards Ouyang Shao Chen. He was calm and did not mind the competition, so General Zhang granted their wishes and let the competition continue.

The soldiers stepped aside and the training room was instantly emptied. About ten archery targets were placed in front of the hall.

Murong Ji carried his bow and arrows and walked leisurely. He looked towards the target and frowned slightly, “All targets are not moving, it is meaningless. On the battlefield, your enemies won't just stand there and let you shoot them!”

“Then, what do you want?” Murong Ye while holding his bow asked gently.

Murong Ji raised his head and said haughtily, “Let the target move. We'll both stand to the side and aim for the target. In the time of the burning incense, whoever shoots the most targets will be the winner.”

"All right!" Murong Ye nodded. This challenge was posed by Murong Ji, so whatever his request, Murong Ye would always agree with him.

“Shu! Shuu! Shuu!” Around ten targets started moving in the training hall, Murong Ji was standing on the left side of the hall. He held his long bow and arrow in place, with a loud “shuuu” sound, the arrow was launched and hit the target accurately and loudly.

"Good job!" A voice came from the crowd and the soldiers became uproar, “He has great skills...it is not bad.”.

Murong Xue raised his eyebrows, shooting at a moving target was much more difficult than shooting at a silent target. Target in the hall moves without – style if there is a little mistake made, he will definitely not be on target. Murong Ji shot right on target on the first try, No doubt he had great skills because Murong Jian had put a lot of effort on him. What about Murong Ye's shooting skills?

Murong Xue looked towards Murong Ye, who was standing on the right side of the hall. He aimed at the target with a dignified look. His arrow reads, “Shuu! Shuu! Shuu!” to target – ALL shot on target.

"Big!" A voice came from the crowd again and there was a loud commotion, “Xiao Hou Ye from the Zhen Guo Hou residence was known as a brat… never thought that he would have great shooting skills.”.

“He is the son of Yue Hou Ye. Yue Hou Ye was famous for her shooting ability back then, probably the best in the world. Now his son only shot a few moving targets, no need to be surprised. ”.

"That's right! There will be no inaction among the children of a talented person.”.

Murong Ji furrowed his brows when he heard the discussions of the soldiers. The reason he suggested holding an archery competition was to present himself, to demonstrate the incredible shooting skills he possessed. Now that Murong Ye had become the center of attention, he would never lose to her!

Murong Ji held his bow and arrow in place and launched three arrows at once. In the blink of an eye, two arrows hit the target and another one was on the edge of the target.

“Shooting three at a time. That is a great skill, passable!” The soldiers praised in admiration.

Murong Jian's face became grim. This skill was supposed to be used at the end of the competition, to make a great ending and impress the audience, in order for them to remember its incredible potential…

The burning incense period had just begun and he had shown them everything he had, so what to do now?

Murong Jian saw Murong Ye pull out three arrows. From the corner of his eye, he aimed and shot. “Shu! Shuu! Shuu!” the three arrows hit the target accurately, without missing. Applause came from the soldiers, “Good! That's impressive. He was indeed the son of Yue Hou Ye.”.

Murong Jian narrowed his sharp eyes, his face darkened. Murong Ye's skills were excellent. Was it the genes of Murong Yue, or the guidance of Ge Hui?

Ji Er shot one arrow at the edge of the target. He was the biggest joke compared to Murong Ye. The crime!

Murong Jian stared intently at Murong Ji angrily! He looked pale, and his hand which was holding a bow trembled. He gave a black look at Murong Ye, his gaze filled with hatred and anger. My shooting skills were taught by my father. In Jingzhou, there was no one higher than him. In the capital of Qingyan, she was also one of the best. How could Murong Ye win? How come?

Murong Ji narrowed his eyes and rearmed his bow. Black arrows shot towards Murong Ye, “Shuu! Shuu! Shuu!” Murong Ye did not expect that to happen at all. He wanted to run away from her but she was already too late.

“Ting, ting, ting!” Three needles hit the arrows and fell to the floor.

The hall was silent. The crowd looked towards the origin of the needle. In the blink of an eye, Murong Xue stood in the middle of the training room. He looked at the black arrow on the ground and said coldly, “Murong Ji, did you shoot the target of – or try to kill?”

“Don't be too evil, it's just the fault of my hand.” Murong Ji raised his chin high and said without caring about it. He cursed Murong Xue in his heart! If it wasn't him, the arrow would have definitely killed Murong Ye!

"Is that so?" Murong Xue raised the corner of her mouth. Suddenly he took a bow and arrow from Murong Ye and all the audience could hear was the sound of “Shuu! Shuu! Shuu!” The arrow hit the top of the head and both shoulders – he was tied to the fence.

“Ahhhh!” Murong Ji screeched in a loud, panicked voice!

“Ji Er!” Murong Jian was frightened as he went towards Murong Ji quickly. Shoulders bleed. Murong Jian was furious at the sight. His gaze was like a sharp arrow that shot towards Murong Xue.