‘Continuing’ the Competition (3)

Dzing! Jleb!

As more and more arrows were shot, the area around the middle would slowly got crowded. It would make it harder for either one of them to shoot straight at the middle now.

"7 arrows." Feng Ao Si was looking at the arrows in front of him and clicked his tongue. He felt that even the best archers might not even have result as good as these two. Was Shangguan Yi has always been this good of an archer?

"The distance is not that far," Feng Ao Kuai reminded when he saw his older brother's expression. He could guess what the latter was thinking and naturally reminded that the distance for this competition was actually quite short.

If it was real war, they would require the archers to be at longer distance.

Too close and they would put themselves in danger. And naturally, their enemies wouldn't be a fixed object like this.

"I see."