Zhou Nanyan covered her eyes with both hands: "I can’t bear to look!"
Tan’er said blankly: "If you can’t bear to look, why are you covering *my* eyes?"
Princess Wanping took a deep breath: "Begin!"
Bai Yuwei fired the first arrow with force.
Although her eyes were covered, she already knew her opponent’s position before being blindfolded.
She was absolutely confident that this arrow was aimed perfectly — it would hit her opponent squarely between the eyebrows.
Her opponent was slower to act than her. Was the other frightened?
Indeed, someone who clearly lacked archery skills dare challenge me? It’s utterly laughable.
Just as the arrow was about to pierce Meng Qianqian’s brow, Meng Qianqian finally raised her large bow.
Her arrow shot out from the bowstring, colliding flawlessly with Bai Yuwei’s arrow.
A loud crack rang out—Bai Yuwei’s arrow was split cleanly in two!
But Meng Qianqian’s arrow didn’t stop; it surged forward aggressively toward Bai Yuwei.
Bai Qingchen’s eyes widened in shock.
Luckily, Bai Yuwei heard the sharp whistle of the incoming arrow and bent backward to dodge.
Her hands were just about to touch the ground when she suddenly remembered the vermillion circle marked on it.
Gritting her teeth, she tightened her core to straighten back up.
The scene was breathtakingly gripping.
Meng Qianqian’s mastery of archery was awe-inspiring, while Bai Yuwei’s reflexes were undeniably impressive.
Only Wei Mingxuan gazed lustfully at Bai Yuwei’s slender waist, wondering how intoxicating it would feel to toy with such a graceful figure.
The arrow ultimately lodged itself in the large tree behind Bai Yuwei!
Princess Wanping exploded with rage: "Meng Xiaojiu! My Phoebe tree!"
This tree is supposed to produce golden-thread nanmu someday!
"Let her pay for it." Meng Qianqian calmly took out a second arrow from her quiver.
Zhou Nanyan stared blankly at Tan’er: "Does Sister Meng really not know archery?"
Tan’er bit into her candied hawthorn: "She probably really doesn’t. I’ve never seen her shoot an arrow before!"
Zhou Nanyan felt her anxiety return: "In that case... Was that first arrow just a lucky shot?"
Boohoo, don’t be so cruel!
Sheep remarked to Chen Long and Hai Pig: "Don’t you think her way of shooting resembles someone?"
Hai Pig pondered: "Are you implying the Chu Grand Marshal?"
Sheep narrowed her shrewd eyes: "It seems you and I think alike. Isn’t it strange? Someone with no past connection to Chu Grand Marshal, yet her manner of drawing the bow feels exactly like his."
Chen Long stayed silent.
The second round began.
Having learned a harsh lesson from the first arrow, Bai Yuwei was no longer careless.
She listened carefully to the wind’s direction, aimed and reaimed; this time, she chose not to aim for the opponent’s head but the torso instead.
Not only is the torso larger and easier to hit, but the downward trajectory makes it impossible for the opponent to split the arrow head-on.
Bai Qingchen, observing his sister’s tactics, realized the opponent’s skill had indeed instilled a sense of threat in her.
This time, Bai Yuwei’s arrow wasn’t split open from the front; instead, Meng Qianqian’s arrow pierced straight through the shaft of her arrow and nailed it into the ground!
Princess Wanping spat blood in fury: "My white jade circle!"
"Let her pay for it." Meng Qianqian remained utterly composed.
Princess Wanping glared at Bai Yuwei: "You pay!"
The second arrow had failed as well; Bai Yuwei furrowed her brow tightly.
She almost suspected whether the opponent was genuinely blindfolded!
"Are you actually able to see?"
Tan’er remarked: "Can’t admit defeat gracefully, can ya? Why make excuses?"
Zhou Nanyan chimed in: "Exactly! You distrust Princess Wanping, and you distrust your own brother? If Sister Meng were cheating, your brother would have stopped it!"
Bai Yuwei remained skeptical and insisted on adding another layer of blindfold.
"Enough with the blindfolds, bring helmets to cover them up!"
Princess Wanping snapped irritably.
The attendants fetched a pair of armor helmets, affixing them backward on the two contestants, sealing their vision completely.
Bai Yuwei decided not to shoot first this time. She wanted to let Meng Qianqian shoot first, then intercept her arrow.
Meng Qianqian drew back her bowstring, aiming casually while saying, "Where should I aim for? Your right leg? Left leg? Right side? Right shoulder?"
As Meng Qianqian called out each body part, Bai Yuwei couldn’t help but feel a rush of tension from those areas.
Her arrow remained poised and watchful over the regions Meng Qianqian mentioned, not daring to relax for even a moment.
Meng Qianqian finally aimed at her chest: "How about here—left chest, the heart. Shoot!"
Bai Yuwei reacted instantly, firing an arrow towards the indicated spot.
However, no arrow ever reached her.
Meng Qianqian had only been calling out false signals, using words to manipulate Bai Yuwei’s movements.
Meanwhile, before Bai Yuwei even released her arrow, Meng Qianqian had already positioned herself at an optimal angle to avoid it.
"Miss Bai, your archery skill is impeccable, your precision flawless. Now, the only arrow remaining on the field is the one in my hand."