Jing Li looked at the field with great interest and saw Gu Heng's horse running in the front, almost approaching the first target.

Without slowing down at all, he pulled an arrow from his quiver.

"Gu Heng looks quite capable." Jing Li said with interest.

Qin Zhao shook his head: "My lower body is unstable, I can't hit it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Heng's arrow flew out, but missed the target.

Miss the target.

The opportunity was fleeting, and the target was hit by Zhou Qi who was following closely behind, and it instantly shattered into pieces.

The targets used in horseback archery competitions are different from those used in ordinary archery. Not only are they much smaller than ordinary targets, but they are also made of thin pieces of wood and will break if an arrow is shot at them.

This ensures one arrow hits one target.

"It's still not that good." Jing Li muttered and continued to look for other targets. "How about that, number three?"

Qin Zhao looked over and shook his head, "He can't even ride a horse properly. If he continues at this speed, he's going to fall off."

Sure enough, the boy number three soon lost his grip on the reins and began to slow down shakily.

This kind of amusement for wealthy young men to enjoy while out and about naturally couldn't compare to a professional horse race. Before they'd even finished a few laps, several of the young men, either lacking stamina or missing the target too many times, were disqualified. Only Zhou Qi and Gu Heng were still competing seriously.

The boy who was left behind did not leave the track either, but just ran slowly around the track.

A young man looked at the two men riding away and asked, "Isn't this a little strange?"

"I think so too..." another person said in a daze, "What was our plan?"

This place was originally their main destination for outings in the suburbs. Gu Heng suggested that everyone come here not just for horse racing, but also to scare Qin Zhao.

Watching horse archery live is extremely dangerous, and arrows missing the target is common.

After the horse race starts, they will deliberately shoot arrows in Qin Zhao's direction, which will definitely scare him away.

But...what are you doing now? Are you trying to put on a show for others?

But the two young men on the field were so engrossed in the competition that they didn't think about it at all.

They now had the same number of laps and had missed the target twice each. Gu Heng still had three arrows left in his quiver, while Zhou Qi only had two.

Zhou Qi leads by one point.

Jing Li asked Qin Zhao, "Who do you think will win?"

Qin Zhao: "You want to gamble, why are you asking me?"

Jing Li sighed: "But what I said is not accurate." Miaomiao said

Qin Zhao was right, Jing Li was indeed not suitable for gambling.

I don’t know how he does it, but whoever he bets on is eliminated, and he perfectly avoids all the correct options.

Qin Zhao said: "You are just prejudiced against Gu Heng."

Jing Li bet on almost everyone on the field, but he never said Gu Heng would win. That was because he was still resentful of Gu Heng's occupation of the restaurant and taking Qin Zhao to the casino, so he refused to bet on him.

"Okay, then I'll bet on him and see if he can win." Jing Li snorted coldly, "If he loses, you have to agree to one of my requests."

Qin Zhao laughed: "You bet on him in the horse racing. If he loses, it means you lose. Why should you punish me?"

Jing Li: "Whoever I push will be eliminated. It would be so unfair if I just let them do what they want."

He knocked on the fish tank. "You agree with this, right?"