191: Chapter 191: Please Start Your Performance 191: Chapter 191: Please Start Your Performance “Good, good, good, this time I’ll see how you’re going to beat me!”
Ning Fan’s indifferent attitude had clearly infuriated Situ Nan; he snorted coldly, picked up his bow and arrow, and walked to his spot.
Glancing at Ning Fan, he declared, “The competition begins!”
Ning Fan lifted his hand nonchalantly and said, “You go first.”
By this time, Situ Nan had no leisure to respond to Ning Fan’s words.
Once he entered his preparatory state, he had already excluded all distractions around him.
With a slight frown and a serious look in his eyes, Situ Nan flexed his fingers and drew the bowstring!
“Snap!”
A crisp sound!
Perfect score, dead center!
“Wow!
Situ Nan is so awesome!”
A girl jumped up screaming, only to be pulled back by someone next to her, who whispered, “Don’t disturb him; we’re counting on him for our expenses today.”
“Snap!”
With the confidence from the first arrow, Situ Nan drew his bow once again and hit his target firmly!
It was the bullseye, another perfect score!
The third arrow, the fourth arrow…
Ten arrows had been shot, all hitting dead center!
A perfect score, one hundred points!
Situ Nan took a deep breath, relaxing his tense body.
This time his score was simply too perfect, even he himself found it somewhat unbelievable.
After all, this was one hundred points; even professional archers could at best only tie with him.
It could be said that Situ Nan was now in an unbeatable position.
“Now, it’s your turn.”
Situ Nan smiled as he looked at Ning Fan.
Before he could finish speaking, the onlookers had already started to scream, with many women squeezing to the front of Situ Nan, asking for photos and autographs as souvenirs.
Situ Nan satisfyingly obliged to all their requests with a smile.
At this point, his mindset had completely relaxed, since he had already hit the bullseye with all ten arrows.
Even if Ning Fan was in top form, he could only hope for a draw.
One could even say, there was no need for Ning Fan to shoot all ten arrows; if his first arrow didn’t hit the bullseye, then the match would be over.
Because there were only ten arrows in total, and Situ Nan had scored a perfect score.
Xu Ruolan looked anxiously at Ning Fan and asked in a low voice, “Are you okay?”
She feared Ning Fan would be under too much psychological pressure due to Situ Nan’s excellent performance.
“No problem.”
Ning Fan nodded, carefully inspected his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow towards the target.
“Swoosh!”
This arrow actually missed, not only failing to hit the ten-ring but even missing the target altogether, falling directly to the ground!
“Haha, I’m not seeing things, right?
You think you can compete with me with that level of skill?
The first arrow hit the ground, that’s zero points!
What are you going to fight me with?”
Situ Nan laughed heartily and said, pointing at Ning Fan.
The surrounding crowd instantly erupted with jeers, starting to murmur among themselves.
“With that level of skill, he still wants to compete?
I thought we were going to see an exciting and suspenseful archery match, but it turned out to be an utterly uninteresting crush.
The match ended right after the first arrow was shot, too boring indeed.”
“Yeah, with that skill, he still dares to show up, he should just withdraw now, to avoid embarrassing himself even further!”
The crowd started to make a racket, suggesting that Ning Fan simply leave the field and admit defeat.
“Ning Fan, are you sure you can do this?”
Xu Ruolan looked at him with a pale face.
After that first arrow scored zero, what was there left to play for?
Defeat was already certain.
“A man can say he’s exhausted, but he should never say he can’t do it, you know.”
Ning Fan winked at her, causing Xu Ruolan’s face to turn red.
Ning Fan smiled slightly, not taking these words to heart.
His first arrow had missed because Ning Fan was used to playing with primitive bows and arrows and had never used the kind specialized for club competitions before.
After trying out the feel, Ning Fan quickly mastered the operational rules and shooting technique of this arrow.
The second arrow was released!
It hit the bullseye!
Spectators gasped in amazement, yet many still believed Ning Fan was just guessing blindly.
After all, the first arrow scored zero, and the second full points, the disparity was simply too preposterous.
“Luck!
It must be luck!”
Someone began to dismissively comment.
In their view, Ning Fan’s success was due to luck alone.
The third arrow was shot!
Again, the bullseye!
By the time the eighth arrow was released, Ning Fan had not missed once, hitting the bullseye every time.
But now he only had one arrow left, and even if he hit the bullseye again, that would only make 90 points, still an insurmountable chasm from Situ Nan’s perfect 100 points.
Situ Nan smirked slightly, raising his eyebrows, he said, “Your archery skills are quite impressive among amateurs, but unfortunately, your opponent is me.
Now, please honor your bet.”
His eyes gleamed in anticipation of the moment Ning Fan would be slapping his own face.
The thought alone was exhilarating for Situ Nan, as it seemed to release all the frustration he had suffered at the hands of Ning Fan in previous encounters.
“Don’t rush, the match isn’t over yet.
I still have one arrow, right?” Ning Fan said, smiling as he looked at the last arrow in his hand.
“What good is one arrow?
Even if you hit the bullseye, that’s just another ten points.
Have you won against me?”
Confident of victory, Situ Nan naturally did not mind dampening Ning Fan’s spirit.
“That’s not necessarily the case,” Ning Fan responded with a slight smile as he forcefully snapped the fifty-centimeter-long arrow into three pieces before placing all of them on the bowstring!
“What does this mean?
Has he gone mad?
You don’t have to do this even if you give up the match!”
Among the onlookers, someone voiced their confusion.
“No idea what he’s up to, but Situ Nan’s win is a sure thing,” said another.
But at that moment, Ning Fan took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a hint of triumph, and released the bowstring!
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”
Three arrows flew simultaneously!
“Thud, thud, thud!”
All three arrows, vibrating, hit their targets in unison!
All three hit the bullseye!
80 plus 30, totaling 110 points, just eclipsed Situ Nan’s 100 points!
It turned out that perfect scores were not the limit; Ning Fan had actually won!
“Wow!”
The entire venue erupted into astonishment.
So, this was also a way to play.
“Sorry, you’ve lost,” Ning Fan said calmly as he put down the bow and arrow, addressing Situ Nan.
“No, this is cheating; how can you break one arrow into three?” Situ Nan exclaimed, clutching at his collar franticly.
“You set the rules.
Did you ever say we couldn’t break them?
If you think it’s not okay, you could break them too.
Did I ever stop you?” Ning Fan said with a smile, speaking slowly, “Now, please start your performance!”
The “performance” referred to, of course, was the act of slapping one’s own face!
Situ Nan’s face turned livid; with his status, how could he possibly bring himself to slap his face before such a large audience?
Just then, Yang Haili approached, pulling Ning Fan aside and whispered, “Brother, give me some face and let it go, will you?
I’ll give you a diamond VIP card for our club.”
Ning Fan gave a cold smile and pushed away Yang Haili, saying, “Sorry, but you get no face from me!”
Ning Fan had no intention of letting Situ Nan off the hook; after all, he was the victor.
If Situ Nan had won, he most certainly would have insisted that Ning Fan fulfill the bet’s terms.