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"Puff puff……"

There was a sound of pigeons flapping their wings, and six pigeons flew out of the cage at the same time.

Liang Jingcheng aimed at the pigeon flying out of the third cage on the right and decisively shot another arrow. Liang Jingcheng saw his arrow shoot down the silk flower hanging at the pigeon's feet, and then it flew diagonally and stuck into the ground several feet away.

As time went by, the number of pigeons flying out of the cage increased from one or two at the beginning to five or six now, which made the students holding bows and arrows a little overwhelmed.

Liang Jingcheng kept his eyes on the three cages on the far right, and did not distract any attention to the other cages.

Liang Jingcheng stretched out his hand and pulled out a feather arrow from his quiver. With smooth movements, he placed it on the bowstring and pulled the bow hard. While pulling the arrow, he glanced at the incense stick in the incense burner in the distance. It had already burned more than half, and there were still thirteen feather arrows in Liang Jingcheng's quiver.

“Swoosh~Swoosh~Swoosh~…”

As time went by, the sound of arrows flying through the air could be heard continuously. The pigeons in the two cages near the middle had all flown out, and the two students standing in the "D" position and the "J" position next to Liang Jingcheng had already shot all the arrows in their quivers.

The students in positions Ding and Ji seemed to have some regretful expressions on their faces. They were really anxious. They saw that there were still many pigeons in the cage next to them, but their quivers were empty. Now they truly felt that they had the will but not the strength.

The two students could only sigh, holding their bows and quivers, and retreated to the waiting area at the back, waiting for the end of the competition to see how their results were. However, they more or less had some guesses in their minds that they were afraid that the results would not be very good.

Liang Jingcheng was not disturbed by the outside world and stared intently at the three cages on the far right. When there were eight feather arrows left in Liang Jingcheng's quiver, Liang Jingcheng saw that there were three pigeons in the cage on the far right and two pigeons in each of the other two cages.

Liang Jingcheng advanced steadily and when all the pigeons in the three cages on the far right flew out, he still had three arrows in his quiver. At this time, there were still three students left on the field with arrows in their quivers, and the other students had already retreated to the waiting area.

Liang Jingcheng looked around and saw that there were four cages with pigeons in them, so he first fixed his eyes on the cage closest to him. Soon the cage door opened and the two pigeons inside flew out one after another.

Liang Jingcheng decisively shot an arrow, and the other two also shot their arrows. Liang Jingcheng's arrow shot down the silk flower hanging on the feet of the pigeon that flew out first. The pigeon was frightened and flapped its wings to change its original flying direction, but was hit by an arrow shot by one of the other two people.

The man slapped his thigh in anger. His last feather arrow actually injured a pigeon. He sighed and retreated to the waiting area.

The arrow of the remaining student standing at the "B" position just happened to shoot down the silk flower hanging at the feet of the other pigeon.

Liang Jingcheng pulled out the arrow again and quickly put it on the bowstring, his eyes fixed on the second cage on the left in the middle, which contained two pigeons.

The student standing at the "B" position who had just shot down the silk flower also drew out his last feather arrow, and stared at the second cage on the left in the middle with the same sharp eyes.

Ye Changyan saw the door of the cage being slowly opened. He heard the "cooing" sound of the pigeons. Just when the cage door was completely opened, the two pigeons flew out again, one after the other.

Liang Jingcheng and the student standing in the "B" position both shot their arrows decisively. Liang Jingcheng's arrow flew straight to the pigeon that flew out of the cage first, and shot down the silk flower hanging under the pigeon's feet. The arrow of the student standing in the "B" position flew to the pigeon that flew out of the cage later, and also shot down the silk flower hanging under the pigeon's feet.

The student in position "B" nodded with satisfaction and retreated to the waiting area.

Liang Jingcheng was the only one left on the field. He pulled out the last feather arrow from his quiver and quickly put the bowstring on. At this time, there was a pigeon in the third cage on the left and the cage on the far left. Liang Jingcheng stared at the third cage on the left.

The nobles in the stands were also staring at Liang Jingcheng on the field and the two cages containing the pigeons with bated breath. The King of England, however, stared at Liang Jingcheng intently. Although they were a little far apart, he still tried to observe every change in Liang Jingcheng's expression as much as possible.

At this time, the people around the horse farm were staring at Liang Jingcheng and the arrow in his hand, wondering which pigeon he would shoot.

Ye Changyan and several members of the Guozi Tiangang team also held their breath and stared at the situation on the field. Ye Changyan's intuition told him that as long as the feather arrow in Liang Jingcheng's hand could shoot down a silk flower, he would be sure to win.

"Puff puff……"

Along with the "cooing" sound of the pigeons, the door of the cage on the far left opened first, and the pigeon flapped its wings and flew out. Just when everyone at the scene was extremely nervous, Liang Jingcheng stood still, still staring at the cage that he had locked on for a long time.

Everyone at the scene was excited, but they still dared not breathe and stared at the game field.

Ye Changyan silently recited a poem in his heart, "Hold on to the green mountains and never let go, no matter which direction the wind blows."

The King of England in the center of the stands nodded silently, and then he heard the Second Prince speak in a low voice.

"This boy is indeed very strong-willed and has extraordinary concentration."

Zhu Yuchun on the other side of the stands also spoke in a low voice.

"Jingcheng has it secured."

Several other fellow disciples and Mr. Cai also nodded in agreement.

"Hey~"

Accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, the feather arrow in Liang Jingcheng's hand flew out and headed straight for the pigeon that had just flown out of the cage.

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, Liang Jingcheng's feather arrow passed under the pigeon's abdomen and took away the silk flower hanging at the pigeon's feet. The frightened pigeon flapped its wings frantically and flew away.

Suddenly, there was thunderous cheers from the audience.

"Boring~"

Accompanied by the sound of a clear gong, the incense in the incense burner just burned out.

The on-site recorder began to enter the competition venue and carefully counted the final results of the competition.

At the same time, Qiu Bao, deputy commander of the Hundred Cavalry Division, suddenly appeared from somewhere. He stepped onto the stands, bowed to the King of England and the three princes sitting in the middle, then turned around, took out his badge, and headed towards the direction of the stadium.