Chapter 196: A Bit Wild

Before Da Wang even mounted his horse and had a chance to shoot, the spectators felt the opposing side had already won half—why? Because these guys' horses are too good!

Red, platinum, pure black—all tall, big horses, truly tall, a head taller than the Southwest Army's horses. And they have a full set of tack.

They lost in momentum!

Wei Ke had just been assigned a Black Wind horse yesterday and hadn't broken it in yet, so he was still riding his old horse. The two sides lined up—good grief, the opposing side was a head taller, and even the children mixed in looked a head taller than them.

Wei Shen proudly raised his bow, saying, "Let me give you a demonstration!"

He was the first to run into the competition field, drawing his bow while running and aiming at the targets inside; he ran back and forth, hitting all five targets in the vital spots—this guy was extremely smug.

The soldier in charge of scoring raised his flag: "All bullseyes."

After he returned, Da Wang quickly followed, pulling the Sun-Shooting Bow from Xiao Zao's saddlebag—now it was his turn.

Not to mention how eye-catching the Sun-Shooting Bow is—who would have thought it's not only good-looking but also easy to use?

With a buff, the Sun-Shooting Bow makes hitting stationary targets almost effortless—one arrow and the target flies off; the noisy outside crowd fell silent at once.

It seems… the situation isn't looking good!

The targets all flew away—this dazzling, flashy wind bow and arrow is actually a heavy bow?!

The one everyone thought was the weakest little kid seems to be a master.

Including Marquis Wei Tinghou, everyone stood up; after Wei Shen shot his arrow and pulled out the still-standing target, Da Wang's arrow sent it flying……

Da Wang looked at the soldier waiting to score, who was already dumbfounded, and sheepishly shouted, "Give me ordinary arrows!"

An Owl Cavalry rider stepped forward, retrieved Da Wang's flashy-looking but absurdly powerful arrow, and another handed him his own quiver.

Da Wang switched arrows, rode Xiao Zao over and shot again—this time he didn't dare use full force, yet the target once again exploded outright from the sheer power of that arrow……

Just the remaining core was a bit closer than the first one that flew off……

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This target is no good—nothing like the sturdy ones they usually use at North Great Camp, and besides, the distance is a bit close.

For his third arrow, Da Wang ran especially far, already out of the competition range, then raised his hand and shot at the farthest target—one hit, and the target exploded and fell to the ground again.

Marquis Wei Tinghou and the others could no longer sit still on the platform, having squeezed into the front row; amidst the shock, he was the first to react, saying, "This kid seems to be extraordinarily gifted."

He waved at Da Wang, telling him to come back.

What else is there to compare? Da Wang won this round.

Da Wang ran back, saying, "Still two arrows left?"

Marquis Wei Tinghou: "…You won, come over quickly."

Da Wang dismounted, and Marquis Wei Tinghou immediately took his Sun-Shooting Bow, gave it a pull to test it—after one pull he knew, this bow is truly heavy.

Marquis Wei Tinghou couldn't help but twitch his mouth corners: "You kid, could it be innate divine strength?" He had only left the palace a few days ago; as a child he certainly never trained there, yet in just two years he can pull such a bow—this isn't innate divine strength, what is it then!

Wei Shen was even prouder than Da Wang: "Exactly, extraordinarily gifted—are you scared now?" Having won, having won, the sole child won big; afterwards there's nothing to worry about.

Before Da Wang could modestly say a couple of words, his excited grandfather slapped him on the back repeatedly: "Good, good, good! Our family's child, a tiger born to a general's line!"

Da Wang: "Cough cough…"

Wei Peng rescued him: "Dad, go easy on the pats—I can't catch my breath!"

The eight Owl Cavalry riders behind went one by one, letting the Southwest Army watch to their heart's content; their performance wasn't as shocking as Da Wang's—one would think the entourage's guards must all be highly skilled.

Thus Da Wang's team achieved a perfect hit record, nobody missed a target, and Wei Shen's neck had taken on the same shape as Da Wang's.

When it was the Southwest Army's turn, Wei Ke also selected nine men to go out with him; he couldn't stand his younger brother's smug look. Who would have thought, as soon as they went out and ran, there really was a missed target—this moving target on horseback must have had some mishap; the Owl Cavalry's steady performance was abnormal, and seeing this, Wei Shen jumped up in celebration.

First round, total victory.

All the onlookers doubted life itself; Da Wang and Wei Shen's necks wouldn't recover anytime soon.

In the second round, Wei Ke was much more cautious; he repeatedly asked the opposing side whether they were sending all thirty-plus people up. After confirming, he instructed his soldiers to give it their all this time—the opposing side had no pushovers.

"Colonel, should we treat that kid the same as everyone else?"

"The same." Is that an ordinary kid? Whose child can blast a military camp's target to pieces?

In the second round's bare-handed bout, at the start thirty people surrounded a group of ten, with Wei Ke making the first move, greeting Wei Shen with a strike—no, it's not a melee brawl, the group battle officially kicked off.

In the chaos, the basic tactic was three-on-one—who let them get overconfident?

Only Da Wang had a single person coming at him, and Da Wang felt they were looking down on him!

Da Wang let out a loud shout, clenched his small fists, and charged; Marquis Wei Tinghou watched, smiling narrowly, "Hey, his stance looks pretty solid!"

Da Wang rushed over and his fist, like a lump of iron, smashed into the guy's stomach—there was nothing he could do, he couldn't even reach the shoulder!

That guy almost got punched into vomiting!

Who understands—he blocked the first punch, yet the second punch landed seamlessly on him!

He didn't dare underestimate him anymore—Da Wang's kick is such that even if you connect, you can't knock him down; but when he kicks you, if you connect you'll at least be thrown two meters away.

What kind of kid is this?

He must be an iron lump!

Marquis Wei Tinghou was simply overjoyed, staring at Da Wang while observing, laughing out loud as he watched—he didn't even have time to notice the Southwest Army's elite troops being beaten black and blue by the Owl Cavalry.

With this martial prowess, King You wouldn't have to worry so much! Such skill is what lets one survive long in this world; if an open, honest duel with real blades came, this kid's current level would be enough for self-defense.

The Wei brothers' exchanges had give and take—this was previously unimaginable, given their age difference, different martial training ages, and different talents; before, Wei Shen could only be on the receiving end of a thrashing.

Wei Peng had been amazed watching Da Wang, but when he laid eyes on the two sons, he was practically jaw-dropped.

"They don't sleep or eat, yet they can't possibly improve this fast, can they?"

Wei Huo stroked his budding stubble: "Wei Shen actually didn't brag? As they say, martial arts have no shortcuts; his foundation isn't as solid as A Ke's, yet in such a short time he's not falling behind—what's the logic behind this?"

The centurion who had been teasing Da Wang on the field noticed he was especially popular; three people ganged up on one, and he always felt that person mainly targeted him. Oh well, let's assume the other side sees him as a threat. But how could those fighting fiercely nearby still find the focus to come over and hit him!

They now know the opposing side also comes from the military, but where did these troops come from? This approach is a bit strange—very wild.