Fang Zhenjiang stepped forward, took Xiang Yu's hand affectionately, and said, "Big guy, I've been wanting to be friends with you for a long time."
Seeing that he was surrounded by powerful enemies, Wang Yin knew that he would not gain any advantage if he started fighting, so he could only snort.
Xiang Yu and Fang Zhenjiang didn't even glance at him, but sat down on the ground to the side and started chatting casually.
So far, the Eight Heavenly Kings have only found four of them, and Bao Jin is still on our side. In terms of both numbers and momentum, we are far inferior to Liangshan.
Pang Wanchun hadn't reached the summit yet, apparently lacking the stamina to keep up. From a distance, the red dots were only about two-thirds of the way up the mountain, and it took several more minutes for them to fully appear on the mountain to our left. From the knees up, the four red dots moved slightly, as if panting. He and Hua Rong were about 100 meters apart. The two of them were further away from us, probably over 300 meters, also for safety reasons. Hua Rong finished warming up, pressing on his waist again, extinguishing all the red dots. This was pre-arranged; extinguishing them meant preparation was complete, and when the red dots lit up again, it signified the official start of the final battle.
Pang Wanchun rested on the mountaintop for about 10 minutes, when suddenly the red dot went out. Everyone's hearts tightened, knowing that this life-or-death battle was about to begin. The next second, six red lights suddenly appeared simultaneously on both mountaintops, and both monitors lit up brightly, displaying a countdown at the top and the already zeroed score below.
The moment Pang Wanchun gave the starting signal, the six small red dots on Hua Rong's body moved slightly, and the lights on his shoulders were perfectly level. Immediately, one of the heroes shouted, "Hua Rong has drawn his bow!"
Sure enough, our monitor beeped without warning, the screen flickered slightly, and a bright red "10" appeared on it. The heroes cheered immediately; Hua Rong's first arrow had successfully struck Pang Wanchun in the heart.
Dong Ping frowned and said, "That's not right. Brother Hua Rong is to our right. If he were to draw his bow with his right hand, we shouldn't be able to see the red dots on his body."
I thought for a moment, and then it dawned on me: archery requires turning the body to the side, so if Hua Rong were drawing the bow with his right hand, he would be facing away from us. But the red dots on his body are all within our sight, meaning he's using his left hand to draw the bow so we can see him clearly. Most people are right-handed and stronger, and Hua Rong is no exception. Using his left hand to draw the bow means the arrow will have slightly less power than usual. Of course, it's normal for an archer of his caliber to use both hands, but at this crucial moment, in this windy mountain place, even a little less power means a little less accuracy.
Dong Ping glanced at Wang Yin and said, "Hehe, our brother here is generous, letting you get a freebie."
Before he finished speaking, a strange scene suddenly appeared. The bright spots on Pang Wanchun's body completely disappeared from our sight. Before we could understand what was going on, a "ding" sounded, and a big "10" appeared on Pang Wanchun's monitor!
He also succeeded with the first arrow, but to be fair, Pang Wanchun also drew the bow with his left hand.
Wang Yin glanced at us with a cold smile on his lips.
Both arrows were fired calmly, clearly just a test by the two men to adapt to the environment.
After shooting one arrow, Hua Rong immediately fired three more. We couldn't see him, but we could see a bright spot on his shoulder twitching repeatedly. Someone said, "Brother Hua is firing a barrage of arrows!"
It felt as if the arrows had shot right beside us. With three sharp "dings," the monitor flashed three times, the score changing from 10 to 25, then to 35, and finally settling at 40. Although I'm not good at math, I could still deduce that Hua Rong's three arrows had hit the opponent's head, heart, and a 5-point area respectively.
As soon as Hua Rong finished shooting, he moved erratically, the six red dots swaying wildly up, down, left, and right. Li Kui finally couldn't help but shout, "If he moves like this, what if that Pang guy misses? Will Hua Rong be alright?"
In fact, everyone had realized this at the same time, and their hearts were in their throats for a moment, so no one had time to answer Li Kui. Xiang Yu sat on the ground, hugging his knees, and said, "He's running around like this to lure the opponent into making a mistake, so he can win the competition. People like them value honor above all else; they don't care about a mere life." Fang Zhenjiang was originally facing Xiang Yu, but encountering such a dangerous situation at the very beginning of the competition, he didn't have time to turn around; he just kept his head turned back to look at the mountain behind him.
Pang Wanchun was hit by three arrows from Hua Rong, yet he didn't even flinch, demonstrating the exquisite craftsmanship of the hemispherical spheres on their bodies. These spheres were made of pure steel with thick bases, and the scoring point was precisely in the center of the hemisphere. With such even force distribution, even a bullet wouldn't cause much vibration, let alone an arrow. This was to prevent the impact of being hit by an arrow from affecting one's performance. Pang Wanchun, having lost 30 points, remained calm and composed, steadily observing his opponent.
Hua Rong was probably using a martial art similar to the Dragon Palm, his movements were unpredictable and extremely smooth, but he intentionally or unintentionally exposed all six of his scoring points, clearly not wanting to appear opportunistic.
I forced a laugh and said, "Brother Hua is really generous. Most people only show 3 points, but he showed 6."
Before I could say anything more, three "ding-ding-ding" sounds rang out, and the number 40 appeared on Pang Wanchun's monitor. I exclaimed, "What happened? I didn't see him move!"
Pang Wanchun remained standing there steadily, but Hua Rong stopped running, probably because he realized that his move hadn't stumped his opponent.
The heroes whispered among themselves, all wearing expressions of disbelief. Wang Yin smiled smugly and drawled, "Let me teach you a lesson and tell you why—your Hua Rong's arrows are carried on his back, so he has to take them from top to bottom when shooting, which requires a lot of movement; while Pang Wanchun's arrows are slung at his waist, so he only needs to raise his hand to shoot. That's why you can't see his shoulder move, and his shooting time is much shorter than Hua Rong's. On the battlefield, your Hua Rong will suffer a great loss!"
Everyone was indignant after realizing what was happening. Zhang Qing laughed and said, "Hey Wang, our Little Li Guang can fire 27 arrows in one go. Each arrow will hit the tail of the previous one. Tell me, can your fat man withstand a volley of his arrows on the battlefield?"
Wang Yin fell silent.
In fact, both of them were right. Pang Wanchun's arrows were indeed fast, but Hua Rong's ability to conjure 27 arrows in one hand and fire them in rapid succession, like a giant fan, was also a unique skill. 27 arrows, only three fewer than an AK-47…
Pang Wanchun returned three arrows to Hua Rong, showing no intention of pursuing, seemingly waiting for Hua Rong's return attack. Hua Rong stood still, bow drawn but hesitant to fire, seemingly waiting for Pang Wanchun to make a move.
The two were of one mind. Suddenly, Pang Wanchun leaped up and began running wildly in circles around the mountaintop. His movements were completely erratic; he would run for a while, then suddenly jump up in place, land, and immediately start running again. Although we couldn't see his face, we could tell from those six extremely chaotic points that Pang Wanchun was acting like he was on steroids. Because we couldn't see him, we could only desperately imagine, and in our minds, a fat man gesticulating wildly appeared…
I said casually, "If I were Hua Rong, I wouldn't shoot. I'd rather exhaust him!"
Before he finished speaking, Hua Rong's monitor flashed wildly, with scores increasing by anywhere from 10 to 15 points. Pang Wanchun felt the fierce attack from his opponent and moved even more vigorously. Suddenly, his body paused slightly, and our hearts clenched: Had Pang Wanchun been injured?
But then Pang Wanchun's monitor flashed, and he scored!
In other words, he fired an arrow while moving at high speed, hitting Hua Rong squarely in the chest for a point.
Hua Rong was not to be outdone, and he fought back while running on the opposite mountain. Now the two of them were in a situation where the opponent was moving around without any discernible pattern, and they had to keep up with their own movements, or they would suffer a loss.
Hua Rong's score is currently 190, while Pang Wanchun's is only 80. However, some people are counting: Hua Rong has shot 16 arrows, while Pang Wanchun has only shot 6. If this continues, Hua Rong will be at a disadvantage because the arrows cannot be shot in the same spot repeatedly, so Hua Rong has a higher probability of hitting a score of 5 than Pang Wanchun.
The two archers, one shooting fast and the other scoring high, were both drawing their bows while running, their scores constantly changing on the monitor. Hua Rong's score was far ahead, with a series of sharp, rhythmic "ding-ding" sounds, while Pang Wanchun's were more methodical. Although Hua Rong had a high score, he was also spending arrows quickly, like a powerful steed pursuing a momentary burst of speed; while Pang Wanchun was like a sturdy donkey, slower but persistent, always quietly following behind. Hua Rong scored 5 points almost every four or five arrows, his stats increasing rapidly, but Pang Wanchun consistently hit the mark, scoring 10 or 15 points. Their archery skills were evenly matched for now, but if they waited until all 50 arrows were fired, Hua Rong was destined to lose.
Standing far below the mountain, we could only see the changing data; we couldn't see the two men's expressions or movements at all. At most, we could tell from the six small red dots representing each of them whether they were dodging or releasing arrows. Because they were constantly running, they had to aim at each other and adjust their posture, so the arrows were released slower and slower as the game progressed. The dim starlight, though not reaching them, occasionally reflected off the arrowheads, often flashing bright lines that would change the data on the monitor.
We all understand that their frantic movements, just as Xiang Yu said, were intended to cause the enemy to make a mistake—to put it bluntly, they knew it was impossible to dodge the arrows, so they were clearly running into them, hoping to end the battle in one fell swoop.
This leads to a very perverse situation: I will use the loss of my life to prove that you are inferior to me!
Chapter 89 It Looks Beautiful
When Hua Rong shot his 30th arrow, exactly 10 minutes had passed, and his score was 255. Pang Wanchun only shot 13 arrows, but he had already scored 145 points. Excluding the first arrow, he scored 10 or 15 points with almost every arrow.
At this moment, Hua Rong's monitor beeped repeatedly and flashed 10 times before his score settled at 345. This meant that Hua Rong scored 90 points out of 10 arrows, and that he had hit Pang Wanchun's 5th section with at least two more arrows.
Zhang Qing asked anxiously, "What is Hua Rong trying to do? If he keeps shooting like this, won't he definitely lose?"
Actually, even before the very end, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Hua Rong had already lost the archery contest. He had 10 arrows left, while Pang Wanchun had already scored 25 points with the two arrows he shot during this period. He still had 35 arrows in his quiver, so even if we consider 350 points, he was guaranteed to get 520 points. Even if Hua Rong hit 15 points every time after that, he would only get 495 points. Moreover, such a perfect situation was absolutely impossible, as Pang Wanchun's double-shot combination arrows always aimed only at the forehead and the heart.
In less than three minutes, Hua Rong fired five more arrows but only scored 60 points. This time, he had no chance of winning at all, while Pang Wanchun calmly scored another 25 points with a small combination of arrows.
Now, Hua Rong has a total score of 405 and 5 arrows remaining; Pang Wanchun has a total score of 195 and 33 arrows remaining.
Zhang Qing wiped his face and said in a deep voice, "It's over now, all we can do is take the bullets."
Just then, a gust of wind blew away the clouds in the sky, and the moon slowly revealed its face. The soft moonlight shone down, brightening the eyes of the people who were used to the darkness. Looking across, the red dots hanging on the two people were dimmed considerably by the moonlight and were almost indistinguishable, but the two people's bodies were clearly visible.
Hua Rong carried a few arrows on his back, held his bow upside down, and stared intently at the opponent. It seemed he wasn't planning to shoot the last arrow anytime soon.