"Oh dear, sorry, I didn't see clearly just now. How many rings did this general score with that shot?"
Jian Ruonan blew lightly across the crossbow in her hand, unable to resist a little humblebragging.
"Commander Wang, help this general take a look. Just how many rings did I score?"
Commander Wang: "..."
Xue Jing: "..."
For fuck's sake, you blew the target out of existence, and you're asking about rings?
We know you're General Jian, but anyone who didn't would think you were here selling green tea!
The entire Drill Ground fell silent.
Every soldier present went quiet.
No wonder General Jian had been so modest and insisted on shooting second.
If she had shot first, Xue Jing would never have had a chance.
Xue Jing could shoot an arrow through an enemy's shoulder, but with one shot from General Jian, there wouldn't even be bones left.
They had thought she was a bronze-tier player here for comic relief. Who knew she was a top-ranked champion?
Those who had mocked General Jian a moment ago for missing the target now wished they could slap themselves across the face a few times-serves you right for running your damn mouth!
Commander Wang paused, then ordered his men, "Go bring the target over."
A soldier ran to retrieve the target. When he returned, all he held was half a wooden stick, and even that had only escaped being blasted to bits through sheer luck.
Looking at the target's corpse, Commander Wang stammered, "...Well, this... I don't know how to score this either."
This must be the legendary perfect score. A perfect score!
Hahaha, this general got a perfect score! A perfect score!!!
Commander Wang: "..."
General Jian's inner voice was rather unrestrained!
Jian Ruonan pursed her lips and asked in a tiny,