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Chapter 492 Champion

The archery competition continues to be held in full swing.

Another group, Prince Hector was bent his bow and arrow, focusing on the bull's-eye in the distance.

"Ten Rings."

"The second arrow is still the ten rings."

The crowd around shouted and cheered for the prince. Although the atmosphere in Pei Ziyun's group was very warm, it was still far inferior to Hector.

Prince Hector has always been excellent and is a legitimate heir. The city-state has such a hero and can continue to survive and develop, so the crowd cheered.

As for Pei Ziyun, who is just a shepherd, his ten arrows and ten rings are very shocking, but he is just a dark horse and cannot be compared with the prince's admirers at all.

"In the preliminaries of the archery, the shepherd Paris and Prince Hector tied for first place!" This news brought the atmosphere to a peak.

Everyone in the audience cheered Hector and Paris.

The news of the conference was delivered the fastest. This time, the news that Paris and Hector tied for the first place in the archery preliminaries was even longer and spread rapidly throughout the city.

The minstrel still sang beautiful songs as usual, swaying on the streets step by step.

"Do you know, the shepherd Paris won the first place in the 200-meter running competition." A vendor told a vendor the news.

"Ha, I said your news has been out of date. I got the latest news. Paris and Prince Hector tied for first place in the archery preliminaries." The vendor who was told the news couldn't help but show off the latest news he learned from a guest.

When the minstrel heard the conversation between the two vendors, he couldn't help but pause slightly, raised the sheepskin bag in his hand, took a big sip of wine, and said to himself: "It seems that I really want to write a poem to the shepherd whom the god favors. Well, this time I will show my true skills to let the lucky shepherd know that choosing to cooperate with me is his wisest decision."

The minstrel gradually moved away with a sheepskin bag filled with wine.

Temple of Zeus

This magnificent temple has a tall temple. The afternoon sun illuminates the murals. The story of praising Zeus is depicted by the gods surrounded him, holding golden cups in his hands, drinking the wine in it.

Many bronze and marble sculptures stand, mostly naked men and women, holding silver candlesticks, the floor is inlaid with precious wood, and a spring flows through it a little further away.

After the priest Cassandra inspected this, he suddenly turned around and came to the archery competition. At this moment, the archery finals also kicked off with the crowd's shouts.

The Archery Finals adopt a one-round winning or losing approach, and ten players draw lots to decide the order of appearance.

Pei Ziyun was lucky this time and was arranged to appear in the sixth place, while Prince Hector drew the No. 3 draw.

The strength of the first two contestants should not be underestimated. Although they are not particularly amazing, each arrow is almost nine rings, which is enough to show that they are the best in the field of archery.

It was soon Hector's turn to come on the court. He drew a feather arrow from the quiver, bent his bow and shot it, hitting the bull's eye, and then he drew out the second feather arrow and shot it out again, which was also the same as the ten rings. Hector made nine arrows in one go, all of which were ten rings.

"Hector, Hector!"

The atmosphere of the field was instantly led to climax, and the crowd cheered for the prince, and they were proud of having such an archer prince.

When Hector shot the last arrow, Pei Ziyun obviously felt a slight change. This was the priestly sense he had learned, but Pei Ziyun couldn't figure out what had happened for a while.

And Cassandra, who was watching, covered her mouth and saw the shadow of God.

"Puff" was whistling sharply, and the last arrow hit the target, but it seemed to have encountered a little wind, so the final result was deviated.

The commander of the "Nine Rings" shouted.

Hector made a mistake with his last arrow and only hit the Nine Rings. The crowd on the field sighed and felt sorry for the prince, but Hector's result was the first in the final.

"Hector will never win first place in this competition, because Paris must get the first introduction to the king. This is the fate determined by God!" Pei Ziyun thought to himself that in the original battle of Troy, Paris also won the first place in this archery competition, so even without Pei Ziyun's participation, Paris will definitely win the first place.

What Pei Ziyun sighed was that it was difficult to forcefully change the things decided by the gods. Even if he was as strong as Hector, he had to accept the arrangement of fate.

Pei Ziyun was no longer paying attention to the changes in the field, but was focused on preparing for this archery and won the championship of this archery competition in one fell swoop.

Time passed quickly, and it was Pei Ziyun's turn to play. Pei Ziyun took the bow and arrow and quiver and slowly walked into the field.

Although we knew that all the results of the Battle of Troy were already doomed, the gods carefully prepared the script, and this archery competition was no exception.

But Pei Ziyun's arrival is destined to break all this. All the details are strived to be perfect, hoping to make some changes in the details, and finally all the subtle changes are superimposed to form a huge change. This change is difficult for even the gods to overturn it in one go, and ultimately acknowledge its rationality.

At that moment, Pei Ziyun cleared up his distracting thoughts, calmly aimed at the bull's eye position, and shot the arrow out.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

"The first arrow, the ten rings"

"The second arrow, the ten rings"

"The third arrow, the ten rings"

Although I knew it was better to be quieter than arrows, the crowd could not help cheering every time I shot an arrow, and quickly calmed down. By the last few arrows, the king, queen and all the princes held their breath and were afraid that they would miss it.

Prince Efobos picked up his spear and gestured, as if this could penetrate Pei Ziyun through the spear to calm his anger and restore his dignity.

Pei Ziyun didn't have time to pay attention at this moment, and he was still shooting again.

"Ten Rings"

A series of ten rings, the final result is ten arrows and ten rings.

"Paris"

"Paris"

The audience shouted Paris's name, and the atmosphere reached the meeting.

“Paris became the champion of running and archery!”

For a moment, the news of Paris spread throughout the city, and the people in the city cheered and were happy that the shepherd could achieve such excellent results.

The most important thing is that the shepherd has a low status and everyone has a sense of joy, as if it was not Pei Ziyun who won the game but them.

"What an amazing archer." Under heavy pressure, he could still win with the prince. King Priamos changed his attention again, thinking that a person as outstanding as Paris could be a captain, not just a soldier.

Prince Efobos watched Pei Ziyun win the archery competition championship, and instantly lit a powder barrel, his whole face turned red with anger.

"It's okay to defeat me, you, the humble shepherd, dare to defeat my brother, the future king Hector?"

Paris has a noble status. Perhaps Prince Ifobos would not be so angry, but Prince Ifobos couldn't accept it. Paris was a lowly shepherd. He actually lost to a shepherd and surpassed his great brother!

Prince Ifobos rushed to the top in anger, and no longer cared about the public's eyes. Even under the eyes of the gods, he shouted and rushed towards Pei Ziyun with a spear. He had only one thought in his mind: "Kill this lowly shepherd."

"Here you come!"

After the game, Pei Ziyun kept paying attention to Prince Efobos. Because he knew the key historical happenings, he knew what he would face if he won the game.

At this moment, Pei Ziyun saw Prince Evobos rushing over with a solemn look on his face.

On the original historical line, Paris won the archery competition. Suddenly, Prince Ivobos came towards him with a spear. He was so scared that his face turned pale and he rolled and crawled toward the altar.

Although Paris escaped his life, he lost his dignity.

From then on, everyone despised him, few people were willing to treat him as a friend, and few people defected to him!

Changes history requires us to start here. Starting from this little detail that is not paid attention to. When Pei Ziyun thinks of this, he doesn't retreat at all and looks shocked.

"Stop!" King Priamus roared. Killing a shepherd is not a big deal, but this is a skill conference. It is an occasion where all the gods may see it.

But the shouting was a little late, and the distance between the two was approaching quickly. As soon as they approached, Prince Ivobos stabbed Pei Ziyun with a spear and attacked him with a spear, and he took the action to death.

Pei Ziyun turned sideways slightly, and a spear flashed over and approached Prince Ifobos. He punched Prince Ifobos hard on the nose with his right hand.

"Ah!" Blood gushed out of Prince Ivobos' nose, and he was covered in a moment. However, the prince ignored it and shouted fiercely, and pounced on Pei Ziyun again.

"Bang" Pei Ziyun snatched the spear, and with a backhand blow, the spear body slapped on Prince Ifobos and hit him hard.

"Puff" a mouthful of blood spurted out from Prince Efobos's mouth.

Pei Ziyun almost refused to hold back. While ensuring that he would not be beaten to death, he tried his best to hurt Prince Ivobos and suffered a lot.

Prince Efobos was knocked to the ground and shouted: "Come on me, kill this mean shepherd for me."

Several soldiers followed the instructions and rushed towards Pei Ziyun with a loud shout.

"Bang, bang, bang"

A series of sounds of falling to the ground came, and only a few breaths were spent, Prince Evobos's soldiers knocked down Pei Ziyun.

The competition scene was in chaos, and most people didn't understand what happened. They only heard shouts and fights. The scene was chaotic, some cried, some called servants to protect, and some called gods to protect.

"It's done, archery beat Hector, and Ifobos head-on. As long as I get the king's recognition and become the prince, I will immediately become the second among the Trojan princes!"
Chapter completed!
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