C53 (1/2)
This question was: In the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, six pigeons, three white pigeons, and three gray pigeons would be simultaneously released. The white pigeon was Wen Lifei's shooting target and the grey pigeon was Liu Biao's shooting target.
The two of them came to a place where a gong sounded, ”Dang!” The match began, the incense began to burn, the pigeons whooshed out, Liu Biao shot two arrows at the gray pigeons in the air, his eyes staring at the flying gray pigeons.
One of the arrows had hit the tail of one of the gray pigeons. He picked up another arrow and shot it at the rest of the gray pigeons in the air. The second arrow hit the pigeon in the neck.
”Good!” ”Good archery!”
This made Liu Biao very happy. He took out another arrow and shot it. The moment the pigeon was shot, it had already flown far away. In the end, there was only a small black dot that could no longer be seen with the naked eye.
At this moment, the final strike disappeared along with the pigeon.
Then, Wen Lifei shot three arrows at the same time, pulling the bow open, three arrows all hitting the neck of the white pigeon! Furthermore, when Liu Biao's second gray pigeon was shot into the ground, the three white pigeons immediately followed suit.
”Good archery skills, young lady!”
”Alright!”
”Good archery!”
”Too awesome!”
The crowd below the stage was in an uproar, cheering and cheering for a while longer.
In the good seats near the ring, people with status were all seated. They all slightly nodded their heads. This woman was indeed a heroine!
”Good archery!” ”She's simply a strange woman!” At this moment, Liu Biao was so impressed that he prostrated himself. He then bowed and left the stage.
”He's too powerful! He's too heroic and unyielding, making us all feel ashamed!” Even the Ma Li gang members who were unconvinced earlier were now convinced.
Everyone cheered for Wen Lifei.
After a period of silence, no one dared to go up onto the stage. However, there were still some busybodies that liked to join in on the fun and test their luck. However, in a true competition, true knowledge was even more important.
At this moment, another young man stepped onto the stage. He was about twenty-three years old, and was dressed extravagantly. It was obvious that he was the son of a wealthy family.
He wore a gorgeous royal hat, a red robe of damask and pollen, and a band of pink silk around his waist. He walked three steps at a time, and held a paper fan as he walked, looking cultured and knowledgeable.
He came up to the stage to draw lots, to guess the puzzle.
”Aiya, that's exactly what I want. I want to know where the world's most talented people are. At the very most, they can be considered the most talented people in Jiangnan!”
This man introduced himself when he came up to the stage. Of course he concealed his real name.
He thought that he was talented, but at least his literary talent was on par with Imperial Consort Li's, but in terms of martial arts, he was not inferior to Imperial Consort Li's. But in terms of shooting, he admitted that he was not Wen Lifei's match.
This person was none other than the youngest son of the Ancient Chinese Prime Minister. Xia Ji Kui, the Xia family is a truly famous family in the Da Xia Empire, and this youngest son is also the favorite son of the old Prime Minister.
”What sound is that? It's clearly right beside you, and everyone around you can hear it, but why can't you hear it?” Zheng Zhong stood there scratching his head, he couldn't come up with an answer no matter how he thought about it.
The referee counted ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five. Zheng Zhongdang's answer was, ”Was it a voice made in a dream?”
It was already close to the answer, so Wen Lifei's answer was: ”Snore! ”Crap!”
”What can make a man into a ghost?” Zheng Zhongdang replied, ”Wine!” Because wine can turn people into drunks. ”
The referee looked at Wen Lifei's answer again, ”Smoke and alcohol, smoke can turn a person into a smoker, and alcohol can turn a person into an alcoholic.”