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Chapter 178: Valiant Princesses Chapter 178: Valiant Princesses Not a single trace of surprise or humility was

visible on his face.

“In the end, skill speaks for itself,” he remarked, voice even and unwavering.

“I am the best at what | do.” His words, though simple, carried the weight of arrogance.

Prince Ankhbayar, standing behind him, clenched his jaw but did not argue.

He had cclose, but not close enough.

“Dixan may have won, but this wasn’t a landslide.” “Prince Ankhbayar’s form was elegant, maybe even more so

than Ji-ho’s.” “That's a bold claim, but | see your point.

He didn’t just shoot well, he looked like he belonged there.” Others, particularly supporters of Dixan, tried to

downplay the narrow margin.

“In the end, winning is what matters.

Ji-ho didn’t struggle, he just won efficiently.” “Maybe, but it looked like he had to actually try this time.” The

contrast between the two princes beca hot topic.

Ji-ho had undeniable precision, but Ankhbayar carried himself with an elegance that made his near victory feel

like a statement.

The air was thick with anticipation as Prince Obinna of Lionara and Prince Ji-ho of Dixan stepped onto the archery

field for the final round.

Dixan had already proven themselves as the dominant force in archery, and Ji-ho was their undisputed

champion.

still, Lionara refused to back down.

As the match began, Obinna put up a strong fight.

His form was solid, his focus unwavering, and his arrows flew true.

But Ji-ho was on another level.

Arrow after arrow, the difference in skill becglaringly obvious.

Ji-ho’s shots were effortless, precise, and deadly accurate.

His arrows struck the bullseye with unerring consistency, while Obinna’s, though impressive, landed just outside

the center more often than not.

Which surprised him.

He wondered if he was nervous about competing with Ji-ho making him to barely land his arrows at the center

like he did before.

By the tthe final arrow was released, the gap was undeniable.

Ji-ho had won by a landslide.

“Expected.

Dixan trains their royals in archery from childhood.

There was never any real competition.” “Ji-ho doesn’t just win, he dominates.

That's why he’s the best.” “Lionara tried, but their strength clearly lies elsewhere.” “Obinna did his best!

Facing Ji-ho was never going to be easy.” “He may have lost, but at least he didn’t embarrass us.” “We should

still be proud!

Ji-ho is inhuman when it comes to archery.” While the rest of Lionara tried to find comfort in Obinna’s effort,

Nnenna was not satisfied.

She clenched her fists, her jaw tightening as she watched Ji-ho walk away with his usual calm indifference.

The match had been one sided, and she hated that.

“I should have been the one facing him.” The thought burned in her mind.

She knew she was better than Obinna in archery.

She had spent ttraining in secret, and she was certain she could have closed the gap, if not beaten Ji-ho

outright.

“We didn’t just lose.

We lost badly.” She exhaled sharply, frustration bubbling beneath the surface.

Lionara deserved better.

The crowd buzzed with excitement as the princesses from the five major kingdoms stepped onto the field, each

one representing their nation with pride.

Princess Cha of Dixan was known for her precision and composure, she was expected to be a strong contender,

given Dixan’s renowned archery training.

Princess Anya of Haran was a wildcard in this competition.

Haran had mysteriously withdrawn from earlier events, leaving many wondering if they were hiding a secret

advantage.

Princess Abigail of Gigangum.

Gigangum relied on strength rather than finesse.

Though not known for archery, Abigail's raw power made her shots forceful, if not perfectly accurate.

Princess Chimeg of Roxurun.

Roxurun’s expertise lay in horseback riding, but Chimeg was determined to prove they were no amateurs in

archery either.

Princess Ebere of Lionara was representing Lionara, though Nnenna had serious doubts about her sister's ability

to perform at the level required to win.

As the competition began, Nnenna sat back, arms crossed, watching the match unfold.

She understood the king's desire to give every royal child a chance to shine, but she couldn't help thinking,

“Shouldn’t we be aiming to win?” It wasn’t arrogance, it was strategy.

Winning wasn’t just about personal glory; it was about securing Lionara’s reputation.

This competition was being observed by important royal guests, including potential allies and rivals.

A weak performance would only lower their standing in the eyes of others.

still, she remained silent.

If the king had already made his decision, it wasn’t her place to challenge it... yet.

As the first arrows were loosed, the competition officially began.

The arena quieted as Princess Anya of Haran and Princess Abigail of Gigangum stepped forward, bows in hand.

Abigail, representing Gigangum'’s renowned physical strength, stood tall and confident, her presence alone

exuding power.

But her nation’s limited reliance on weapons meant she lacked the refined precision that archery required.

Anya, on the other hand, carried herself with an air of quiet certainty.

Haran’s absence from earlier events had left many unsure of what to expect, but now it was clear, they had been

hiding a formidable competitor.

The match proceeded swiftly.

Arrow after arrow flew, striking targets with increasing intensity.

Abigail's shots were strong but inconsistent, while Anya’s were calm, calculated, and precise.

In the end, Anya emerged victorious, her steady aim securing her win.

The crowd erupted in mixed reactions, sin awe of Haran’s unexpected strength, others frustrated that

Abigail had been defeated.

Ebere stepped onto the field, gripping her bow tightly.

She hadn't forgotten her previous humiliation in the horse riding competition against Chimeg, and she was

determined not to lose again.

Before the match began, she turned to her opponent with a small, sharp smile.

“I hope you're as skilled with a bow as you are with horses,” she said smoothly.

“It would be disappointing if this match ended too quickly.” Chimeg simply offered a calm nod, unfazed by the

attempt to rattle her.

The competition started.

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