Yang Zhan was secretly annoyed that all these friends were deceived by someone who was provoked and ruined his plan.

He wanted to make this kid defeated, so he deliberately kept her for the last time.

"Okay, I'll let you compete with Brother Zhao." Let Mr. Zhao suppress this kid's aura so that she can't be arrogant.

Ji Huan breathed a sigh of relief, but this was not enough.

Even if he scored an amazing result in the first round, Yang Zhan would still make other games later, and the Yunluo people would suffer heavy casualties.

"I have another condition, that is, if I hit more than twelve river lamps, even if I win the game, there is no need to compete later."

Everyone around laughed when they heard this. This guy's head was filled with water, there were only ten arrows. Even if he hit every shot, he would only shoot ten lamps.

This is not a land shooting competition, so there may be a chance to kill two birds with one stone.

The river lights here are quite far away, and they are shot from the high boat. The two lights and the angles of the shooting are not on the same level at all. It is impossible to hit one and completely hit the other one after another.

What's more, let alone the twelve lamps, even an archery master like Mr. Zhao may not be able to hit ten shots and ten shots here.

"Okay, but if you can't shoot twelve, even if you shoot eleven and win everyone, you won't win. How about it?" Yang Zhan sneered in his heart. The ignorant and arrogant boy, since he automatically proposed this kind of gameplay, he was just right.

"Okay." Ji Huan agreed without thinking, ignoring the ridicule around him.

Dongfang Tuo was speechless. When this stupid woman, he must pry her brain open and see what kind of tofu is pretending to be.

But no matter how angry he was, he didn't want something to happen to her. Yang Zhan and his group clearly wanted to kill her. If she really lost, then he would have to take her away with the prince's identity.

Ji Huan and Mr. Zhao both stood at the best position on the side of the boat. The other men watched with wine glasses and smiled.

The two maids sent arrows.

"You first." Ji Huan said coldly to Mr. Zhao.

The pretentious Mr. Zhao hummed, picked up an arrow and pulled the arrow. It seemed that he was not very strong, but the posture of pulling the bow was amazing. The control of his technique and strength showed that he was an archer master.

Sure enough, he ranked fourth in hunting last year and was well-deserved.

With a whoosh, the feather arrow shot out like a meteor, and under the night light, a silver light flashed through it. The bang sounded and a river lamp was exquisitely shot. The river lamp suddenly shattered and fell into the water.

The terrified Yunluo man floated onto the water, showing an ecstatic expression of death, and then swam to the shore.

There were huge applause around, and the young masters praised Mr. Zhao for his amazing archery skills.

Ji Huan looked at the Yunluo man who was staggering up, and felt uncomfortable.

"Hmph, it's your turn. Why are you stunned? I'm scared." Yang Zhan sneered when he saw her expression. This arrogant boy was afraid!

Ji Huan lowered his eyes, picked up an arrow faintly, and picked up a half-person-high bow and arrow to pull it away.
Chapter completed!