Turning to the side of the Thousand Nights again, he let go of the hand that had been pulled into Manxuan.

As long as you aim at the bull's-eye, you don't have to look again. What he needed to guard against was the sudden attack of this hateful dead dog in the arms of a thousand nights.

But this time, the dead dog in the arms of the thousand nights obediently stayed in the arms of his master and did not move, and looked at him with a small look of "you spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain".

"Ahh

As everyone in the stands screamed in unison, Yelu Jingcun's heart jumped, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

Turning his head to look at the target, there was nothing there!

Yelu Jingcun's face changed, and he looked around, but saw that not far from the target, a wild duck was dragging his injured leg and fluttering on the ground. And the initiator of the leg injury happened to be the arrow he shot just now.

Jeremi's face suddenly turned green.

"Damn it! How could there be ducks in this gladiatorial arena? ”

Yelu Jingcun yelled hysterically at the judges, revealing the extreme depression in his heart at the moment.

Lost? He actually lost?!

The judges also looked at each other, and they also wanted to know, why did this wild duck rush directly to the arrow so desperately at this time?

"This ...... Prince Jerod, our gladiatorial arena is open-air. Not only do ducks and birds fly by, but when it rains, your clothes get wet. A judge explained with a very good attitude.

"Quack-"

Without waiting for Yelu Jingcun to go crazy again, the aggrieved duck on the side fluttered vigorously and let out a sad cry, so angry that Yelu Jingcun, who was running wild, almost rushed up and kicked it to death!

This unlucky duck made him also unlucky! What the hell is going on?

Just when Yelu Jingcun was fighting between heaven and man to the end, whether to rush up and trample this damn duck to death, the referee's voice sounded-

"In the archery competition, the Prince of Qianye of Nanyue defeated the Prince of Yelu of Xiliang with a score of one ring. In this competition, South Vietnam won! ”

"Hahahaha......"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, there was the laughter of Emperor Dezheng.

"Da Yan, what are you asking me to say? Hahahaha...... Anyway, thank you! Thank you Xiliang for agreeing! ”

Originally, he was jealous and dissatisfied with Xiliang's gang, but now this bullish-coaxed Prince Yelu took his big tiger to compete with his Nanyue "no martial arts" prince, but the Nanyue prince won the other party with a puppy, which was such a funny and hate-free way that made him feel very good.

But looking at Mo Yunfang, on the other hand, that face is no longer something that can be described by the word dripping ink.

Yesterday, I told the prince not to find a thousand nights to compete, otherwise he would not win, who knew that he not only competed, but also lost so badly. Now it has become a joke in the entire Kyushu continent, which makes her, who loves face, how to accept it.

Seeing that the prince looked at Qianye Ming, who was already seated, with a depressed expression, as if he wanted to say something, Mo Yunfang yelled angrily: "Don't go back to your seat yet!" ”

Yelu Jingcun's face turned red, and in the end, he was still intimidated by Mo Yunfang's majesty, so he could only walk towards his position gloomily. Who knows, the voice of Emperor Dezheng sounded in the back.

"Prince Yelu, there have only been a few competitions now, and I believe that our two countries will have a chance to compete in the next round.

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