Chapter 492: Lottery

Chu Li casually played with the cup in his hand. Fu Youji, who was sitting diagonally opposite, was glaring at her. The fire in his eyes seemed to be substantial. Chu Li raised his glass and shook it in the air, sipped the wine in his small wine glass with interest, looking leisurely, as if he could not feel Fu Youji's anger at all.

"Damn it!"

As the prince of Mobei, Fu Youji was trembling with a stern subordinate, but now he has been ignored many times. He actually felt that he was just like a chicken with a hair plucked, but he was completely intimidated, so angry that he was about to stand up and beat him.

"What are you doing?"

Suhacha grabbed his arm and whispered, "You can't even hold on to this little bit of anger. How can you be the future Khan of Mobei?"

Chu Li on the opposite side was still slackened, while Chu Shanhai in front of her looked unchanged, but there was an unhidden warning in his eyes, as if he was making decisions for Chu Li. Fu Youji almost bit his teeth and sat down angrily.

Who dares to provoke a tiger in Mobei?

Fu Youji grinned in self-deprecatingly, poured a glass of wine and stuffed it into pieces. He felt it was not spicy enough, so he took a few sips.

The eunuch in charge seemed to have not seen the movement below, and still read the rules slowly. When everyone was a little tired, he finally announced: "Please send participants from both sides."

The two countries have made a decision on this, and the participants from both sides have stood in the center of the stadium.

Here in Mobei: Fuyouji, Satol, Princess Leya and two strong men with eyes.

Five people who came out from Tianchen: Qi Wujie, Chu Li, Lin Ye, Cheng Qianxi, and Qi Tianyou.

"Liya must be competing with Cheng Qianxi, as for the others, let's draw lots."

The emperor's eyes looked at the man sent from Mobei.

I have to say that people in Mobei are nomadic for many years, eating cattle, sheep, drinking goat milk, and hunting with wind and sand all day long. They are much stronger than those of Tianchen. Take those two strong men as an example. Just picking out one of them can be bigger than the two Cheng Qianxi.

If it is a martial arts competition, Qi Tianyou may not be able to win, but fortunately he can get the archery technique.

Several people drew lots to decide the opponent and also decided the order of appearance.

In the first round of the game, Cheng Qianxi and Princess Liya were actually there.

"Hmph, what's the use of being awesome in your mouth?

Don't lose too badly later."

Princess Liya held a grudge against Cheng Qianxi for mocking them in public, and vowed to get back the lost face, headed straight towards the archery, and picked the most advantageous longbow.

Cheng Qianxi also refused to give in: "You should worry about yourself, don't cry and look for your father again!"

This was the matter of helping Yuji to bring Suharcha out before implicitly. Princess Liya was furious. Seeing Cheng Qianxi taking a small bow that was two sizes smaller than the bow in her hand, she curled her lips: "In our Mobei, this kind of bow is disliked by even five-year-old children."

Cheng Qianxi was pulling the bow to test the strength. She could pull the bow with ease. In the past, she used to use this type of bow. Now that Princess Liya said, she was so angry that she glanced at the bow in Princess Liya's hand and changed to the same size: "Isn't it just that she has more strength?

What's there to be proud of?

This girl tells you that even if this bow girl is not easy to use, she can beat you up to the ground and beg for mercy!”

"Let's wait and see!"

Princess Leya smiled and walked to the line drawn by the competition.

When Cheng Qianxi also returned to his post, the eunuch hurriedly said, "The competition officially began!"
Chapter completed!