Chapter 83 – Competition The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife The Sly Lady (1/2)

“Ji Er, behave yourself!” Murong Jian reprimanded him.

Murong Ji was aggrieved, “I’m just thinking that the better person gets to enter the army camp, and this will increase the combat power of the team – am I wrong?”

Murong Xue sniggered. Murong Ji was only a fourteen year old kid. He definitely would not know how to talk in such a manner; Murong Jian was the one who taught him all these lines. The father and son could not persuade General Zhang, so now they were trying to trap Murong Ye. They were undeniably smart and cunning.

“Murong Ye, I’m challenging you now, can you not act like a mute? Just answer me, do you dare to compete with me?” Murong Ji looked straight Murong Ye proudly.

Murong Ye stared at Murong Ji, his eyes were filled with determination, “Alright, I’ll compete with you!”

Ge Hui said hurriedly, “Xiao Hou Ye…”

Murong Ye raised his hand and interrupted Ge Hui, “I agreed to compete with you neither to seek to prevail over others – nor show off myself, but to let you know I, Murong Ye, is a real man and I’m not afraid of any kind of challenges. You say, how do you want to compete?”

Murong Ji thought to himself : There was no need to say so nicely, as I will certainly let you lose the competition and feel shameful about yourself.

Murong Ji sniffed and said, “Archery!”

“Alright!” Murong Ye nodded, his eyes filled with perseverance and seriousness.

General Zhang stole a look at Ouyang ShaoChen. He was calm and had no objection to the competition, so General Zhang granted their wishes and let the competition go on.

The soldiers moved to aside and the training hall was instantly emptied. Around ten targets for archery were placed in front of the hall.

Murong Ji took his bow and arrow with him and walked in a leisurely pace. He glanced at the targets and frowned a little, “The targets are all stationary; it is meaningless. In the battlefield, your enemies will not just stand there and let you shoot them!”

“What do you want then?” Murong Ye, holding his bow asked softly.

Murong Ji lifted his head up and said haughtily, “Let the targets move. we’llWe’ll both stand at the side and aim for the bullseye. Within the time of a burning joss stick, whoever shoots the most number of bullseyeswill be the winner.”

“Alright!” Murong Ye nodded. The challenge was proposed by Murong Ji, so no matter what request he had, Murong Ye will always agree with him.

“Shuu! Shuu! Shuu!” Around ten targets were starting to move in the training hall, Murong Ji was standing at the left side of the hall. He held his long bow and arrow in place, with a loud sound of “shuuu”, the arrow was launched and hit the bullseye accurately and hardly.

“Well done!” A voice came from the crowd and the soldiers burst into an uproar, “He has great skill… that was not bad…”

Murong Xue raised her brow: shooting the moving target was much harder than shooting the stationary target. The targets in the hall were moving utterly without a style – if any slight mistake was made, he surely wouldn’t get the bullseye. Murong Ji shot the bullseye at the very first attempt, Undoubtedly he had great skill as Murong Jian had put a lot of effort into him How about Murong Ye’s shooting skill?

Murong Xue looked in the direction of Murong Ye, who was standing at the right side of the hall. He was aiming at the target with a dignified gaze. The arrows went “Shuu! Shuu! Shuu!” to the targets – ALL were shot on the bullseye.