Li Linfu stroked his long beard lightly and smiled slightly, "I am more optimistic about the world's number one arrow when competing with the world's number one arrow. I bet two thousand guan, and Shi Siming won the gambling game."

An Lushan was stunned for a moment. Li Linfu was the vassal of Anxi. Even if Li Qing'an's level was poor, he should still stand on Anxi's side. How could he bet on Shi Siming? He thought for a long time but couldn't understand the meaning.

At this time, the two of them had finished their trial shots. Li Qing'an scored seven out of ten shots, and Shi Siming scored eight out of ten shots. It seemed that Shi Siming was so superior. If there were good people above, the lower ones would follow. The gambling of senior officials of the Tang Dynasty attracted many people to imitate them. The men ignored their wives' opposition and bet on each other. Because Shi Siming was slightly better at trial shots, 60% bet that he would win, and only 40% were optimistic about Li Qing'an.

The competition has officially begun. Li Qing'an and Shi Siming stood on the white line ten feet away. Each of them held an arrow in their hands. There was a table behind them. There were nineteen arrows placed on the table. The arrows were specially made and had enough weight to be thrown ten feet away. The two of them looked at their respective golden bottles in the distance. There was no wind in the hall, which was very suitable for playing.

A guard waved the red flag, and the drum sound of the 'dong!dong!' was beaten. The drum sound was about to hit twenty times. Arrows must be thrown before the drum sound stopped, otherwise it would be missed.

Li Qingan took a deep breath, waved his arm, and the arrow flew away. At the same time, Shi Siming's arrow also flew up. The trajectory of the two arrows was almost the same. It was impossible to throw it flat. Only with a parabola, with enough height to allow the arrow to be vertically put into the bottle.

‘Dang! Dang!’ Two crisp sounds, two arrows were thrown into the golden bottle at the same time, one to one, and a burst of applause broke out around.

"Li Qing'an will win!" Dugu Mingzhu slapped her hands and shouted hard.

Her sister Dugu Mingyue looked at Li Qing'an silently, following the arrow thrown out of his hand, a trace of tension flashed from time to time, and her heart tugged, and then she breathed a light sigh.

Nine to nine, the two had already thrown nine rounds, and the score was still tight. At this moment, an accident suddenly appeared. Li Qing'an's tenth arrow shot at the bottleneck, and suddenly bounced up and landed on the ground.

"Li Qing'an's tenth arrow failed!"

The emcee ruthlessly announced Li Qing'an's achievements, but Shi Siming's tenth arrow was thrown into the bottle without any deviation. Ten to nine, Shi Siming was ahead, and there was an uproar around him. This was definitely a low-level mistake. He didn't even touch the bottle mouth. Even Gao Lishi stood up and stared nervously at the field. An Lushan and Li Cong were extremely proud. They knew that the victory or defeat of such a master was often the difference between one arrow.

Yang Huahua's heart was raised to her throat, she put her hands together and silently prayed that God would make Shi Siming make mistakes.

"Sister, what should I do!" Dugu Mingzhu covered her face and didn't dare to look.

Dugu Mingyue gently held her sister's hand and comforted her, "Mingzhu, there are still ten arrows! The outcome is unpredictable."

The competition continued, the red flag was waved, and the drum sounded again. Shi Siming glanced at Li Qing'an with pride, and the arrow in his hand was thrown, "Damn!", and the arrow was first entered the bottle. He knew that both of them had deliberately retained their strength in the trial throw just now. Now Li Qing'an might make a mistake due to nervousness. This is very likely the final result. At least Shi Siming is sure that all the arrows behind will be thrown in.

With drums one after another, Li Qing'an looked at Jin Ping calmly, as if nothing had happened, but the arrow in his hand was slow to throw. He was putting pressure on himself. This was a psychological tactic he often used in the competition in his previous life. Appropriate pressure in the middle of the journey can withstand the strong psychological pressure in the last few arrows, and at the same time, it will also affect the opponent and undergo subtle changes at the end of the game.

The drum sound had been beaten seventeen times, and someone started to shout impatiently: "Li Qing'an, you vote quickly!"

But Li Qingan was still motionless, staring at the golden bottle. He had found the best feel. ‘dong!dong!’ rang twice again, eighteen, nineteen.

"Li Qing'an, you bastard!" Someone who bet on him cursed, and Shi Siming smiled proudly. He thought Li Qing'an was about to collapse and victory was in sight.

‘Dong!’ The 20th drum sounded, and countless people closed their eyes in despair. At the moment the drum sounded, the arrow in Li Qing'an took action. The arrow drew a beautiful parabola in the air and threw it into the golden bottle with great accuracy.

The hall was silent, and applause suddenly came like thunder, as if he had won, and even the people who bet on Shi Siming couldn't help but applaud.

At this time, Gao Lishi suddenly felt something. He looked back and was stunned. Behind Yang Huahua, he actually saw the emperor and the imperial concubine. He rubbed his eyes and looked at it incredibly. It turned out that it was the emperor and the imperial concubine, and a large group of guards were beside them. I didn’t know when they came?

Just as Gao Lishi was about to get up, Li Longji smiled and waved his hand at him, pointing to the field, signaling him not to interrupt the game.

Li Longji came in through the back door. He sat down through the veil, with the veil curtain separated by the veil, and the direction of the arrow was facing outward, and no one noticed his arrival.

Yang Guifei beside him was also nervous and sweating. As Li Qingan threw in the last drum, she couldn't help but applaud.

"Come again!" Shi Siming roared, and the sound of the twelfth arrow sounded. Li Qing'an's arrow was thrown out when the drum sound was pressing the tail, and accurately hit the golden bottle. Shi Siming followed him without hesitation, with extremely fast speed and also threw it into the bottle.

Immediately afterwards, the thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth.

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Li Qing'an always throws the eighteen arrows when the nineteen drums sound, and Shi Siming will follow him and throws them. Li Qing'an smiled slightly in his heart. He had already controlled the rhythm without realizing it.

It's eighteen to seventeen now, and Shi Siming is still one arrow ahead, and countless people shook their heads gently.

The people who beat Li Qing'an to win now are filled with regrets. The 10th arrow must be just an accident. If he could perform normally at that time, he would not have lost, then this game would be a draw.

Dugu Mingzhu was so sad that she was thrown into her sister's arms. Li Qingan was about to lose, and she didn't want to watch it anymore. Dugu Mingyue sighed softly. Li Qingan was indeed very powerful. At least he allowed himself to see the ultimate of the quiver game, but unfortunately he was going to lose.

An Lushan and Li Cong looked at each other, and both of them showed a proud look, especially An Lushan, who could make Li Qingan fall into a big fight, and he was really happy in his heart.

Gao Lishi said nothing and stared at the game in the field with a serious expression. He thought there were still two arrows, and it was not known who would win in the end.

Only Li Linfu stroked his beard gently and smiled. This Li Qingan was indeed good and could accomplish his big task.

At this time, Yang Yuhuan whispered to Yang Huahua and said, "Sister, you are going to lose this time."

Yang Huahua snorted softly, "Just just a game, if you lose, you will lose!"

"I don't think so!" Li Longji shook his head and said lightly: "If I guess correctly, the last two arrows will happen unexpectedly."

"Why?" The Yang sisters were both stunned at the same time.

"Don't ask, you'll know after reading it."

Li Longji's eyes were fixed on Li Qing'an. If he was really guessing correctly, this young man would be too powerful.

With a muffled sound, the drum of the nineteenth arrow rang.

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Chapter completed!