I Became the Older Brother of the Heroine in an Abusive Novel

In the afternoon of this day, it was time for the princes to practice martial arts.

There is a school field behind the Wenhua Hall, which is so large that you can run a horse on it.On this day, straw figures and archery targets have been set up on the school grounds, and a place for the princes to practice archery has been arranged.

When Jun Huailang saw the bow and arrow, he felt a little headache.

In his past and present lives, he only learned some martial arts for self-defense, and basically never learned archery.After all, in Chang'an City, the children of aristocratic families learn archery only for hunting and feasting.He especially doesn't like to show off in this kind of thing, he has always kept quiet, so he has never practiced such skills.

But the princes have stricter requirements, and riding and shooting are all necessary skills.

When they arrived at the school grounds, Xue Yunhuan happily took Jun Huailang to pick up arrows.He weighed it back and forth, insisting on finding the heaviest bow, and was persuaded by the instructor, so he reluctantly took a half-stone bow.

"Sooner or later, I will be able to draw a stone bow!" Xue Yunhuan boasted to Jun Huailang holding the bow. "At that time, I will ask my father for his will, let me go to the frontier to fight!"

Jun Huailang asked Fu Yi to find a lighter one, and laughed when he heard the words: "If you can draw a bow and shoot an arrow, you can become a general? Don't make the emperor angry, and teach him to scold you."

Xue Yunhuan curled his lips unconvinced.

All the princes and companions in the palace have practiced archery, but Jun Huailang has never learned it.After a brief explanation by the teacher, the Pope and his sons went to practice by themselves.

The princes spread out and stood in their respective positions, each facing a target.Jun Huailang whispered to Xue Yunhuan that he had never learned archery, and Xue Yunhuan deliberately asked him to stand by his side.

Xue Yunhuan patted his chest and assured him: "I'm good at archery! You can learn from it just by watching my movements."

Jun Huailang reluctantly felt relieved.

When everyone started practicing, he stood there and watched Xue Yunhuan shoot a few arrows.Different from the other princes, Xue Yunhuan can indeed hit the target with an arrow, which can be regarded as outstanding.

After watching it several times, he imitated Xue Yunhuan's movement and drew the bow and arrow, aiming at the target.

This bow is already quite heavy in the hand, I didn't expect that when pulling the bowstring, it would be extremely laborious.The bowstring was tight and tough, and it was strangling Jun Huailang's palm, and he couldn't lift it half way.

Sure enough, watching others do it is one thing, and doing it yourself is another.

Jun Huailang began to feel a little annoyed, hating that Xi Jing didn't like to play in her previous life.If he could learn in the past, he wouldn't be in such embarrassment now.

He reluctantly raised his hand and tried to shoot a few arrows at will.

Just then, a hand was placed on his elbow.

Jun Huailang turned his face to the side, and saw Xue Yan standing beside him, his amber eyes were slightly lowered, and his gaze fell on the bow and arrow in his hand calmly and indifferently.

Standing very close, Jun Huailang could see his long and thick eyelashes.Such deep and delicate facial features are not found in ordinary Central Plains people.

That appearance, coupled with his pale eyes and indifferent expression, gave him a unique masculine aura and aggressiveness.What's more, he is a bit taller than Jun Huailang, so close to press, Jun Huailang can't help but want to hide to the side.

But Xue Yan's hand held him in place.

"Drawing the bow like this will damage the tendons." Xue Yan said.

Only then did Jun Huailang notice that Xue Yan was on the other side of him.Just now, he was busy learning from Xue Yunhuan urgently, and he didn't even notice who was standing on the other side of him.

Oh, so I came to teach myself archery...

Before he could speak, Xue Yan supported his elbow with one hand, leveled his arm, and pulled his hand to the center of gravity.

With this movement, Jun Huailang was almost embraced by Xue Yan. Although there was no physical contact, he still felt engulfed by a dangerous aura.

As if being invaded by another male animal, Jun Huailang felt a little hard to breathe.

"Elbows are raised, and the strings are pulled to the front of the neck." Xue Yan said, pressing his shoulders again, turning his body to make him turn sideways, pinching his shoulders, and making him straighten his back.

Under Xue Yan's manipulation, Jun Huailang reluctantly assumed a standard archery posture.

"The bowstring is fully drawn." Xue Yan said again.

Jun Huailang's men used all their strength, and their arms trembled slightly.But for people who have basically never touched a bow, it is almost impossible to draw the full string at the first stroke.

But for Xue Yan, it was different.

He was trained in the military camp since he was a child, not to mention that he couldn't draw a bow, even if his archery was not accurate, he would be beaten by the instructor.Under the pressure of that kind of high pressure, no matter how heavy the bow and arrow are, it can be pulled away.

But Jun Huailang in front of him, although his expression was focused, but the half-opened bowstring was still fixed in place for a long time.

Xue Yan was a little puzzled, did he not hear what he said clearly?

But then, he saw that the seemingly motionless arm of the little peacock began to tremble slightly due to exertion.

The corners of Xue Yan's mouth could not help but curl up.

Sure enough, such a beautiful and weak little peacock was not the group of people he saw at the border.Leading soldiers to fight, drawing bows and archery has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't need to do it.

Thinking in this way, Xue Yan raised his hand, put one hand on the bow arm, and held Jun Huailang's bow-drawing hand with the other, and pulled back easily to fully draw the bowstring.

But following his movements, Jun Huailang was completely wrapped in his arms.

Xue Yan's original intention was to help him draw the bow, but immediately after that, an untimely thought popped into his mind.

The figure of the little peacock fits perfectly in his arms.

In particular, the clear woody fragrance on his body, which makes him feel peaceful, seems to be completely engulfed by him, making him a little addicted.

But soon, Xue Yan came back to his senses.He felt a little guilty, and looked down at Jun Huailang.

Jun Huailang didn't notice it at all.He was looking intently at the bull's-eye, wondering how to aim.

Xue Yan settled down, pressed Jun Huailang's arm, and led him to aim at the bull's-eye.

"Okay." After aiming, Xue Yan let go of his hand.

Jun Huailang let go of the arrow.The arrow pierced through the air, although it was slightly deflected by Jun Huailang's strength, it still landed on the target with a bang.

Xue Yunhuan, who watched nervously for a long time, couldn't help cheering: "I got hit!"

Jun Huailang's eyes also brightened with surprise, and a smile appeared on his face.

It was hit by an arrow!Although this was mostly due to Xue Yan's contribution, the arrow shot out of his hand and hit the target still gave him a strange sense of accomplishment.

Xue Yan stood beside him, and he could see his shining eyes when he lowered his eyes.

Jun Huailang was originally born clear and bright, but he was born with a cool look, looking alienated and cold.But when he smiled at this moment, it was like a flower blooming in the melting snow, and one couldn't help but want to make him smile again, so as to teach him to keep this smile forever.

"Another arrow?" Xue Yan asked.

Jun Huailang, who has never been interested in archery, nodded and said, "Okay!"

Xue Yan raised his hand, took out one from the quiver beside him, skillfully drew a sharp arc, and placed it on Jun Huailang's bow.

At this moment, the instructor not far away frowned.

"Your Highness." He raised his voice. "Why aren't you in your position?"

As he spoke, he walked over.The prince and accompanying readers in the field stopped their movements when they heard his reprimand, and looked this way.

This teacher has always liked the fourth prince, and the family officials are close to the Xu family of the fourth prince's mother and concubine Yijieyu, so they always favor him.

And as for the fifth prince, he is the evil star that everyone is afraid of. In addition, he stole the limelight from the fourth prince when he first arrived, so the teacher always pretends that he does not exist, and never pays attention to teaching him.

At this time, seeing him there teaching others how to shoot arrows, the instructor was a little dissatisfied.

"Your Highness, it's better to practice harder by yourself." Standing beside Xue Yan, he said in a respectful, but not at all polite tone. "It should be noted that being a good teacher is not a good character. You can only practice your own. Other highnesses can only be taught by lower officials. Please go back."

Beside, Xue Yunsu laughed out loud.

"You are still in class, so you start teaching others?" He laughed. "It seems that the master is not qualified to teach you anymore, so why don't you come here again in the future."

Xue Yan glanced at him, let go of the bow in Jun Huailang's hand, and stuffed the arrow into his hand.

Then, he stepped forward, and as soon as he raised his hand, he took the bow from the teacher's hand.

The bow foot is half heavy, and the bowstring is extremely tight, even if it is an instructor, it is not easy to pull it apart.

When Xue Yan took the bow, the teacher subconsciously withdrew his hand and took it back, but Xue Yan's movements were sharp and powerful, and just as he withdrew his hand, the bow had already fallen into Xue Yan's hands.

Then, he met Xue Yan's cold glance.

The next moment, Xue Yan drew out an arrow from the side, stood there, bent his bow, drew it full as soon as his arm was retracted, without even aiming, he raised his hand sideways, and the arrow shot out with a whoosh. Shen rang, nailed to the middle of the target.

The position where he was standing was still very biased, and he was not facing the target.

For a moment, everyone who watched the excitement was stunned, and Xue Yunhuan beside him couldn't help but exclaimed, and looked at Xue Yan with a bit of admiration in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Xue Yan drew another arrow and glanced at the instructor.

The instructor's face was already ugly.

From such a tricky angle, without aiming, he could hit the red heart quickly, with such a heavy bow, even he couldn't do it.

Naturally, he didn't know that Xue Yan had never learned kung fu in Yanjun like Beijing.What he faced was the fierce and unpredictable Turkic enemy army. In the flames of war and the rain of arrows, he pierced the Yang with a hundred steps and took off the head of the thief leader with one arrow.

Meeting Xue Yan's gaze, he read undisguised sarcasm from it.

Then, before everyone recovered, Xue Yan shot the second arrow.

This time, there was a crisp "click" of wood on the target.

Everyone looked and saw that the second arrow passed through the body of the first arrow from the tail, splitting the slender wooden body in half.The arrow cluster hit the previous arrow cluster and shot into the bull's eye, but it pierced the target immediately, and the arrow cluster of the previous arrow cluster fell to the ground from the back of the target with a thud.

For a moment, needles could be heard throughout the school grounds.The laughing and watching people around were all dumbfounded at this moment, looking at the arrow that was shot in half on the ground in the distance.

After a while, Xue Yan snorted lightly.

"Master," he said slowly, his voice indifferent and calm. "In that case, am I qualified to teach him?"