The current score is 2 to 1, and we have narrowly won.
After the horseback archery competition began, Han Zeyu discovered that those who ranked high were all from the southwest.
I thought it would be a evenly matched game, but when it came to the finals, he was the only one left leading the way.
Logically speaking, this shouldn’t happen!
Among the six contestants in the final round, he ranked third, and Tie Shaochen struggled to squeeze into the top six.
Han Zeyu's ranking is intended to confuse opponents and also to lower the off-field odds.
But Tie Shaochen really worked very hard to make it to the finals.
He was also wondering, it wasn't that difficult last year, and he had trained hard for a year, so could it be that he had regressed?
Xiao Hei swung his tail in a gloating manner, and his big head shook from time to time.
This guy just acted like he was overwhelmed, but now he's shaking his head and looking happy. What is he doing?
Han Zeyu looked around in confusion, and after a moment, he seemed to understand something.
Tie Shaochen rides a Ferghana horse, which is very valuable.
Last year, Han Zeyu had been envious of other people's mounts. Their appearance, qualifications, and bloodline were far superior to his own black pigs.
If Xiao Hei is a BMW, then I am the Rolls-Royce Cullinan.
Both are worth several thousand taels, but Xiao Hei relies on his exaggerated makeup, while the Ferghana horse relies on its extraordinary talent.
There is no comparison, there is really no comparison at all.
Xiao Hei put his long horse face in front of Han Zeyu.
Something was wrong. It felt a strong malice from the pretty boy.
Han Zeyu collected his thoughts and thought that the cricket and the black pig behind him were not very kind.
The donkey can only be killed after it has been unloaded. The game is not over yet, so let the black pig show off for a while.
Han Zeyu took Xiao Hei's hand and walked casually to Tie Shaochen's side.
The Arabian horse paced in annoyance, completely ignoring Han Zeyu's gaze on it.
Xiao Hei was chatting in a naughty way and almost got bitten.
Tie Shaochen comforted the anxious Zhuiying while greeting Han Zeyu.
He had a good impression of Han Zeyu. A man should speak with strength, and the strong are respected.
As for the fact that the other party was a young man, he chose to ignore it.
Han Zeyu moved closer and praised sincerely, "This Ferghana horse is so beautiful. Is his name Zhuiying? He's quite handsome!"
Tie Shaochen wanted to stop Han Zeyu, not because he was afraid that he would do something bad, but because he was afraid that the emotionally unstable Zhuiying would bite someone.
As a result, Zhuiying not only did not resist, it even lowered its head and rubbed Han Zeyu's palm.
Xiao Hei was almost angry to death. The scheming horse dared to seduce the pretty boy, which showed that it did not take the "King of Ten Thousand Horses" seriously.
The jealous Xiao Hei walked between the man and the horse and separated them with brute force.
Han Zeyu, who was pushed away, had a look of disgust on his face, arching his back. Did he really think he was a black pig?
Tie Shaochen was stunned. He was indeed a famous and favored dark horse in Beijing.
It’s so smart, no wonder its owner is willing to give it a gold chain.
Han Zeyu summoned his silly brother and asked Zeli to accompany Xiao Hei while he went out for a patrol.
The Arabian horse was obviously frightened and became restless.
As for who did it, isn't it obvious?
Xiao Hei was often suppressed by superpowers and had long been accustomed to it, so he didn't react.
Han Zeyu locked onto his target, and it turned out to be the defeated general who had threatened him.
This guy is weird, but he is surrounded by several people, so it is really difficult to take action against him.
Tsk~ You despicable villain, you won unfairly. There will always be a time when you will be left alone.
Han Zeyu returned to the competition as if nothing had happened, and steadily surpassed his opponent with an impressive result.
It's just basic exercise, no need to be shocked.
It's a pity that his pride didn't last long, because someone fought him to a draw.
This is the first time that the total scores in the horseback archery competition are the same.
After discussion among the judges, it was decided to give the two an extra match.
It was a foregone conclusion that Tie Shaochen would be the third place, so he cheered for Han Zeyu without hesitation.
The main reason was that the other burly man was arrogant and rude.
When he learned that he had defeated his companion and taken third place, the man spat at him.
This was too much to bear. Tie Shaochen suppressed his anger and decided to vent his anger no matter what after the game was over.
Poor kid, he is destined to hold this anger for a long time because that person is already on Han’s blacklist.
There will be an extra round of test, three arrows at a fixed target and three arrows at a moving target. Whoever gets the lowest number of arrows will be the winner.
The unexpected extra game attracted countless people to watch, and the handicaps who were closely following the game outside the stadium also adjusted their odds.
As the brains of the cheerleading team, Zhao Xun was responsible for waiting outside the stadium and placing bets.
He also wanted to witness Brother Han's victory with his own eyes, but the situation did not allow it.
He knows what is important and what is not, and making money for Brother Han is his top priority.
If the odds go up, then reduce your investment because there are too many people following the trend and buying in, and they won’t make much.
Brother Han’s odds have been lowered, so I’ll just bet on it. There’s no other way, I’m just that confident.
The competition on the field reached a fever pitch.
The opponent shot three arrows in succession, and each arrow hit the bull's eye.
Han Zeyu looked at the other party's provocative expression and suddenly felt itchy.
Oh no, what should I do if I really want to hit someone?
Han Zeyu, who turned his forbearance into motivation, held his breath, drew his bow and shot an arrow.
The first arrow hit the bull's eye.
The second arrow shot out and successfully split the arrow stuck in the bull's eye into two.
The audience immediately erupted in thunderous applause, and the judges were amazed.
Only the man who had been humiliated had a dark face.
Han Zeyu felt happy, and his hands were still as steady as an old dog.
He shot the third arrow seemingly casually, and this time even the judges couldn't sit still.
He raised his hand to signal a pause in the game. Several people came to the target, observed it carefully for a moment, and then pulled out the arrow.
This time, not only the feathers and arrow shaft, but even the iron arrowhead was split in half.
This man must have amazing eyesight, and only after years of persistent training could he have such amazing archery skills.
To be honest, before awakening his special powers, Han Zeyu was a spectacled man with ten years of myopia.
It was not until he awakened his special powers and strengthened his five senses that his vision became broader, his vision became clearer, and his hands became steadier.
His talent and skills were not wasted, and he actually shone in the field of archery.
Han Zeyu's outstanding performance put great pressure on his opponents.
This directly led to the man making a small mistake in the moving target segment.
A slight error can lead to a huge loss.
Facing a strong opponent, this small mistake is enough to hand over the final victory.
He was only one step away from success, but he was unwilling to give up!
Han Zeyu noticed the man's little action and was very excited for a moment.
He put his hands over his chest to calm the two restless jade stones.
Don't act so eager, you are two reserved and elegant jades.
What the hell is reserve!
If Shitou could speak, he would have cursed Han Zeyu long ago.
Ever since they followed Han Zeyu, it is no exaggeration to say that they can go hungry for eight meals in three days, and their mother no longer has to worry about their energy overflowing.
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