Dongfang Tuo was annoyed, as soon as this damn woman heard that there was money to be taken, she didn't even care about her life.

Is she really good at archery? The arrow that was reflected just now was probably made by someone who protected her, but it is simply impossible to cheat in the competition.

"Eighth Prince, what are you saying to him? You don't feel sorry for him, so you teach him archery temporarily. Unfortunately, it's too late. Oops, looking at his body that can collapse in the wind, can he hold a heavy bow?

"The prince of Zhao Shangshu looked at Ji Hua mockingly, obviously not taking her seriously at all.

"Haha, Brother Zhao, I'm afraid his little wrist will be crushed!"

The young master who laughed at Ji Hua for being as weak as a bamboo pole laughed loudly. Physical strength is a prerequisite, but even if she is so weak, how can she be good at archery? These nobles simply did not believe that she really had any ability.

Ji Hua didn't refute. Strength was the last word. She would shut up these people in a while.

"Brother Zhao, you come first. Your fourth place in the last hunting competition in the capital, let this blind boy see what strength is, and it is not something you can just blow off." Yang Zhan shouted to the son of Zhao Shangshu.

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Dongfang Tuo's expression changed. He was a famous archery expert in the capital. Seeing such powerful archery skills, Ji Hua was not beaten to death.

Ji Hua also frowned: "I'll come first."

She planned to win the game in one fell swoop. After all, she didn't really want to win the game, but to prevent those Yunluo people from being accidentally shot by these scum, so she didn't intend to give them a chance to take action.

"Humph, why, I am the master here, so of course I have the final say. If you are the last one to come, you will naturally be the last one to play." Yang Zhan curled his lips maliciously.

Doesn't this man want slaves? He asked people to take turns, and when it was this kid's turn, the slaves were almost dead. Even if she won, there wouldn't be many people she could take away.

Of course, he didn't think she would win at all.

Anger rose in Ji Hua's chest, and her fingers tightened. When she finally came on stage, this group of useless losers had not shot all the Yunluo people.

These cold-blooded scum.

"The last one to come on? It seems that Mr. Yang is very afraid of me. It turns out that he doesn't have the guts to compete. He is afraid that I will make a big splash as soon as I come on the stage and scare all you useless people to their feet. It doesn't matter. I have the capacity to tolerate others. Since

You are so scared, it’s okay for me to postpone it.” Ji Hua lazily raised her hands and sneered.

Naturally, the best way to deal with these face-seeking young masters is to provoke them.

Sure enough, all the young men around him had angry faces. This boy was so arrogant and belittled all of them. How could they swallow this? They all shouted indignantly.

"Let him go first and see how he can scare us. You ignorant boy is so shameless."

"Yes, let him go first. If he doesn't shoot well, he will be kicked off the boat. This will be the price for humiliating us."

Dongfang Tuo saw that everyone around him was so angry with Ji Hua that he couldn't help feeling depressed. This damn girl is so arrogant. What's the use of offending everyone?

Letting her end up, at least giving her a chance to see clearly the strength of the person in front of her, is not a bad thing.
Chapter completed!