Chapter 150 Shooting Competition 1
There is a knockout round at the beginning, and the qualified players will participate in the finals.
Due to the length of the competition, each school will only send one official competitor this year.
Each competitor shoots three arrows at the target, and points are awarded based on the number of rings hit.
At the beginning of the knockout rounds, I prepared my coat and said to Hyuk Miyamoto next to me: "Call me when we get to the finals!"
After saying that, I began to lean on the seat and fall asleep. Although the contestants were all the top archery contestants from various universities, they may have been used to Senior Mu Ze’s swordsmanship. As for other people’s archery skills,
, the first impression is that it is childish and not interesting. Compared with the knockout rounds, the finals are the most exciting.
Because different competition methods are introduced in the finals every year, it is always refreshing and tests the skills of the players.
I was able to sleep even in the noisy auditorium, and I couldn't help but feel that I was really a weirdo...
In the huge playground, I trampled Pan Boya hard under my feet, followed by dozens of admirers with red hearts in their eyes, and started screaming at the top of their lungs.
"Wow! Feifan is so amazing!"
"Yes, yes! Pan Boya was knocked down by such a relaxed bar!"
"She is my superhero!"
...
Suddenly my arm was gently grabbed by someone, and then began to be shaken violently. I opened my eyes hazily.
It turns out that everything just happened was a dream. Looking at her annoying face, I really hate her more and more!
"The finals are about to begin!" Hyuk Miyamoto watched the countdown to the finals on the screen intently.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at the lower left corner of the screen. As expected, Senior Mu Ze's name appeared on the final list. He has always been the pride of our school and has been the champion of the archery competition twice in a row.
Therefore, all the players who entered the finals did not dare to underestimate this strong opponent.
The rules of the competition will be announced soon, everyone's heart is in their throats, and the most wonderful moment will soon come.
A nice female voice sounded on the radio: "Contest rules: Ten hydrogen balloons are randomly placed in the sky. Each contestant is limited to shooting three arrows. The one with the most balloons wins!"
At the beginning, racers from several other universities took the stage first, but usually the light balloon would bounce away after the arrow was shot, or the hydrogen balloon had been blown far away by the wind. In short, it was difficult to hit.
Seeing each competitor's frustrated appearance, bursts of laughter burst out from the audience.
Next, Huaifan from Qianchuan University will appear. Mu Ze from Shenghua University will prepare.
Huai Fan has always been Mu Ze's biggest competitor, and he is also very handsome. His appearance naturally triggered waves of screams.
Nocking the arrow, aiming...the skillful movements received various compliments.
Just then, He Xuan ran over anxiously: "The old injury on Mu Ze's hand has recurred, and he may... not be able to participate in the finals..."
This news undoubtedly dealt a fatal blow to all the students of Shenghua. The importance of the archery competition in S City has far exceeded that of other sports. The archery competition is an opportunity to show the strength of various colleges and universities. Every school is interested in that
A medal is in sight.
But Mu Ze was the most skilled archer in Shenghua. At this time, there was a burst of fierce applause from the audience.
Huai Fan hit all three arrows. He is the only archer so far who has hit three balloons.
He Xuan's face was ashen: "If we can't find another player with excellent archery skills, we will lose this competition..."
At this time, the principal came over slowly, cleared his throat, and asked everyone: "Who is willing to compete in Mu Ze's place?"
Everyone was well aware of their own strength and buried their heads one after another. Who would be willing to do such a self-humiliating thing?
After a long silence, the host called Shenghua's name countless times...
At the critical moment, a magnetic but unusually calm voice sounded: "Me!"
Chapter completed!