The Concubine of the Phoenix Conquers the World

Chapter 226 Despicable Conspiracy

Soon, under Nan Yutian's advice and preparation, the game will start soon.

And people from both sides have already arrived on stage.

One is Murong Jue, and the other is Jun Mochen.

Their bet was twenty cities and two women, one of which was a by-product.

The rules of the game are that both sides must hit 20 targets, and there are many obstacles set up, and the difficulty is getting bigger and bigger every time.

Murong Jue took the bow and arrow and went up. Everyone saw that his hand was covered with a thick layer of gauze. His hand injury was not healed. Can he really play? And his opponent is the famous King Qingping, he must be too confident.

Everyone watched helplessly as he stretched his bow and pulled the arrow, only to see that the long arrow burst out of the air and landed on the target in front of him with great precision.

Therefore, his self-confidence is not groundless, and he is not so stupid, he dares to do things he is not sure of.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, one arrow after another shot out of his hand, each arrow was a red heart in the middle, even if there were obstacles, it couldn't stop him.

The hearts of everyone couldn't help but tug at it, and soon, it was the last arrow.

He has already succeeded in the first nineteen rounds. If there is no mistake even in this last round, wouldn't he be sure to win?

Even the King of Qingping can win all of them, they are just tied, how should the final result be pronounced?

This last game is naturally the hardest game.

Not only the distance is 300 meters away, but there are also many obstacles in the middle. If you want to hit it, it is simply as difficult as going to the sky.

Even Murong Jue himself had an embarrassed look on his face, obviously he had no confidence.

He held his breath and pulled the bow into the shape of a full moon. As soon as his hand was loosened, the arrow that left the string flew out with a "swoosh".

Everyone was very uneasy, and their eyes were fixed on the movement of the arrow.

Only a "bang" sound was heard, and the arrow penetrated deeply into the stone in the middle as an obstacle in the middle of it.

In other words, he failed in this game and missed the shot at all.

Murong Jue's face was a little ugly. He must have hoped that he would win all the 20 rounds and make a good appearance. But it doesn't matter, he has already scored in the first nineteen rounds, even if he loses this round, it should be no big problem.

Moreover, this last round is extremely difficult, almost impossible to complete.

What he can't do, he doesn't believe that Jun Mochen can do it.

Besides, he still has a back up.

When he stepped off the stage, his eyes met Nan Yutian's, and he gave him a reassuring look directly.

This time, he was really relieved.

Murong Jue is over, and the next step is to become Jun Mochen.

The guards on the stage brought up the prepared arrows and handed the bow into his hand.

Many people can't help but start to get nervous, but when they think about it, they feel that there is nothing to be nervous about.

Who is King Qingping? He is the **** of war in Southern Chu.

Everyone thought so in their hearts, and the first arrow was shot like that.

The next scene, can't help but be dumbfounded.

Because the arrow did not hit the target as they expected, but suddenly broke off from the tip of the arrow and fell to the ground.

No, this first game is the easiest, and something went wrong. What should I do next?

Everyone was shocked. What the **** was going on? What if they really lost today.

Feng Yinshuang knew very well that this was clearly a frame-up, and someone must have done something on the arrow.

Jun Mochen didn't expect this scene either. His brows furrowed tightly. Feng Yinshuang could think of a question, could he not think of it?

He moved his gaze to the other arrows, checked them one by one, and found that they were all intact.

Now even if you want to check it, you can't find it. Even if you say it, it will be treated as an accident, and everyone will not believe it.

They are really despicable, really hateful.

Seeing that Jun Mochen didn't say much, but continued to pick up an arrow from the inside and put it on the bowstring, Feng Yinshuang couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Can he guarantee that nothing will happen next?

The game just now has been lost, and if there is another mistake next time, I really can't afford to lose.

But he still looked extremely calm. This time, there was no further accident, but the red heart was very precise. Feng Yinshuang was relieved.

He must have been alert about what happened just now. Since he didn't say much, he must already know it.

Next, the level of Jun Mochen's performance was still very stable, but everyone's heart was still unable to let go.

Because this last game was almost impossible to achieve, even if Murong Jue was so confident, he couldn't do it.

He had already made a mistake in the first round, unless he could hit the next nineteen rounds with precision, it would only be a draw. If he lost the last round, he would have lost completely.

Not to mention the twenty cities, even his own woman could not be kept.

Murong Jue's face gradually turned a little ugly as the round after round went smoothly.

Because in his opinion, the last few rounds were very difficult, and he felt a little difficult at the time, but Jun Mochen looked extremely relaxed.

Soon, he came to this last game.

Murong Jue thought gloatingly, this time he must have fallen. With such a long distance and so many obstacles, no matter how good his archery is, it is impossible for him to succeed.

He just waited for the successful acceptance of the results, and soon those two beauties would become his, and he was very excited when he thought about it.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if Jun Mochen did hit, it would be a draw at most, and he would not lose.

Feng Yinshuang couldn't help but get a little nervous, and Bai Lingguang, who was beside him, clenched the handkerchief tightly with his hands.

If they fail, they will really be taken away by Murong Jue. No one can afford to violate the already made bet.

At this time, Jun Mochen suddenly turned back and glanced at Feng Yinshuang, this look was obviously soothing, and she could understand the message he sent to her.

He was telling her, to reassure her, just believe him.

Yes, she should trust him!

He is Jun Mochen, her husband! In her heart, he has always been omnipotent, how could he possibly lose.

Feng Yinshuang's mood suddenly relaxed, and she gave him an encouraging look.

Everyone held their breath and watched this most exciting moment, only to see that the arrow seemed to contain incomparable power after it left the string, and even people could feel the whistling wind and the vibration in the air from a distance.