บท 859: A Martial Artist Falling Out of Love

The host, who had been asking everyone to understand that Xia Wanyuan was a newbie and not to have too much expectations, looked at the arrow that hit the bullseye and fell silent.

The audience was also silent for a moment before bursting into loud cheers.

The host finally found his voice. "Wow! Our Wanyuan is indeed very amazing! That's great. Can everyone clap and encourage her!!!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, the venue burst into enthusiastic applause.

Yan Ci stood at the side and looked at Xia Wanyuan, who was holding a bow and arrow in the distance.

The cheongsam with gold and phoenix patterns accentuated her figure. Her slender waist made her look even more slender. She held the bow in her jade-like hand and narrowed her phoenix eyes when she released the arrow. She had a domineering aura that looked down on the world.

It was unbelievable that such a slender and weak body could explode with such huge energy.