Resisting the Wind and Splendor

"General Lu, I want to do more than just hit the bullseye; I'm adding two other conditions."

Chu Yueli ordered everyone to prepare all of this, then walked to the middle wooden shelf and pointed to the fruit and cups on the shelf.

"When your arrow comes, it must pass through the fruit and hit the bullseye along with the fruit. Then, the cup will fall and land on the wooden stand. You see, I've already ordered someone to lay a white cloth on it."

The white cloth was placed directly beneath the fruit; it wasn't fixed in place, but simply laid out randomly.

Upon hearing this, everyone's heads began to tingle slightly.

Getting an arrow to hit the bullseye with the fruit is no easy task, but it's not impossible.

Lu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

All that fancy stuff, and it's just one more fruit. Who does he think he is? With his skills, he could easily do that.

I thought it would be much more difficult.

Ye Zi then asked another question: "Then, Your Highness, what is this cup of tea for?"

"This is the second difficulty. After the fruit is taken away by the arrow, the cup must land on the white cloth. The white cloth cannot be moved, and the tea in the cup cannot spill. If you can't do this, you lose."

"How is this possible!" Ye Zi exclaimed, turning to look at Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao's face also darkened.

It's not difficult to take the fruit away, but the white cloth will inevitably be pulled off course by the fruit, it will definitely shift, and may even fall off.

As for the cup, it's inherently unstable when placed on the fruit, so it's bound to tip over when the fruit is disturbed.

They even demanded that it land on a white cloth without spilling the tea—that's something even a god couldn't do.

"So, you mean that if I can't do it, I lose?" Lu Xiao finally understood the woman's malicious intentions.

No one in this world can do that.

She didn't even need to lift a finger, and he lost. What kind of contest is this? Why didn't she just make him admit defeat?

"So, General Lu, do you think you can't do it?" Chu Yueli raised an eyebrow.

"I……"

“Although this question seems difficult, it’s not impossible if you find the right angle and use the right force.” Chu Yueli pointed to the fruit under the cup and said, “You see, the fruit is not perfectly round. Its surface is uneven. The force generated will be different if the arrow is shot from different angles.”

"Because the force is different, the cup may not be able to fall flat. If it is not flat, the tea in the cup will inevitably spill when it falls."

Lu Xiao remained silent, simply staring coldly at her.

Everyone understands the logic, but how can one grasp the right angle and intensity?

"General Lu seems to disregard my words? In that case, I don't need to teach you anymore, General Lu, please."

Chu Yueli walked away from the wooden frame, sat down on the chair that Ye Zi had brought, picked up her cup, and slowly sipped her tea.

"If General Lu feels that he cannot do it, he can just admit defeat to me. It's just a matter of a word, and I will not make things difficult for you."

She curled her lips into a smile that was both extremely gentle and extremely contemptuous.

"General Lu, are you going to admit defeat?"

Lu Xiao, a mute, suffers from bitterness; he has no way of expressing his grievances.

She forced him to admit defeat, something no one else could do!

But would Lu Xiao easily bow down to her?

Even if he knows he can't do it, he will never back down.

Lu Xiao walked over and began to carefully observe the shape of the fruit.