Madam Feeds Him Fruit, It Is the Perfect Aspect!

Madam Wen's beautiful eyes rippled, her gaze falling entirely on Li Xian. Such heroic bearing, such presence—none of the young talents, scions of great clans, or heirs of mighty houses she had seen in the past could compare.

She had already witnessed the first arrow's Intent-Qi shot.

Madam Wen enjoyed hunting in the wilds, so her Archery was naturally not poor. She knew even better how difficult it was to infuse an arrow with Intent-Qi. One's disposition, intent, and state of mind all had to become one.

Archery was easy to practice, but Intent-Qi was hard to find. Even among those seated high in court, holding power beneath one person and above ten thousand, there were still rats and cowards. Even among martial artists strong enough to carve out territory for themselves, there were timid men. A person's achievements had nothing to do with Intent-Qi. But one whose spirit soared—if he encountered wind and clouds and transformed into a dragon—would surely astonish the world.

Intent-Qi had reached its peak.

Yet facing an army of ten thousand bearing down and still being able to fire an Arrow of Spirit was harder still! The momentum of ten thousand troops was as mighty as a surging river.

Standing before that great river, a single person's Intent-Qi was as tiny as dust. It would be washed away in an instant. Under such circumstances, an archer's disposition, intent, and state of mind would certainly be affected.

Even if it was only by a hair's breadth, he would be unable to shoot such a stunning arrow.

Even Madam Wen was shaken by that arrow. Though she was powerful, she asked herself whether she could fire such an arrow.

"One arrow pierced ten thousand troops, one arrow claimed the enemy's throat. The youth held a golden bow,