The Magician of Cultivation

Li Qing had no choice but to accept this question.

They didn't deliberately lower their voices when they spoke, and there were already more than 30 people in the training ground. It was such a small place, so naturally everyone could hear their conversation.

As soon as they heard that someone was going to compete, a crowd gathered around.

The villagers naturally knew the two men and knew about their grudge, but they still couldn't help but get excited.

These two are both excellent archers, and they became famous twenty years ago. If they were to compete in archery now, it would definitely be a fierce battle.

"I bet on Brother Qing to win. I've seen Brother Qing take action. That scene... Tsk tsk..."

"Hey... that's not necessarily true. My brother Long was on par with Brother Qing back then, so he's not necessarily worse than Brother Qing."

"Yes. I heard that Wu Long has learned from many masters in recent years. Since he dared to speak up, he must be confident..."

"I bet on Brother Long"

"I'm betting on Qing Ge"

"I'm betting on that kid Aaron"

……

Li Yu was stunned when he saw those people who started to set up the gambling table in front of several people.

The young man was also a little dazed, and even Li Qing and Zhang Wulong's faces turned a little dark.

"Cough cough..." Zhang Wulong coughed a few times, interrupting everyone's argument.

He said to Li Qing, "Let's compete here, but it's not just the two of us. Fourteen years ago, when I lost to you, I said that I would never touch a bow and arrow again in my life, and I've certainly kept my word."

"Why do you have to do this... Alas" Li Qing sighed slightly.

Zhang Wulong ignored him.

Pointing at the boy who came with him, he said to Li Qing, "This is my son Zhang Chuan, he is thirteen and a half years old. He is about the same age as your boy. Let's let them compete..."

"Compared with Yu'er?"

"No, today is Yuer's first day learning archery. Besides, he is just over ten years old, which is a three-year difference." Li Qing shook his head and refused without thinking.

It doesn't matter if you compete with yourself, even if the White Oak Bow loses, it's because you are not as skilled as the other person.

But Li Yu couldn't do that. He was afraid that his beloved son would become resistant to learning archery after losing.

"What? Are you scared?" Zhang Wulong looked at Li Qing with disdain. "You were such a coward back then. How could Xiao'e fall for a loser like you..."

"You..." Li Qing's face turned red with anger.

"I'm competing with Brother Zhang Chuan, and you are not allowed to talk about my father." At this moment, a slightly childish voice interrupted the argument between the two, and Li Yu came between them.

"Dad, Yu'er is not afraid when we compete with them..." Li Yu said softly to Li Qing.

"Hahaha, Li Yu, right? Not bad, little guy. Much better than your dad..."

Zhang Wulong laughed as if his conspiracy had succeeded, but before he finished laughing, he was interrupted by Li Yu again.

Li Yu was seen pouting with his mouth puffed up and his eyes were a little red.

"You are bullying us. Why should we give you the bow left by our grandfather if we lose? If you lose, you will have nothing."

"That's not fair."

"If I win, you should give me the bow on Brother Zhang Chuan's back."

"Chuan'er's bow, this..." Zhang Wulong was a little hesitant.

The bow on Zhang Chuan's back was bought at the Shiling market, but he couldn't even tell what material the bow was made of.

At that time, the boss asked for ten silver coins. If Chuan'er hadn't kept asking for it, he would have been reluctant to buy it.

Zhang Wulong hesitated, and the people around him also stopped talking.

"That's right, Xiaoyu is right. Since it's a competition, it has to be fair."

"Wu Long, you won't take advantage of a child, will you?"

"Brother Long, just agree to him."

"You're not scared, are you?"

The noisy sounds around him made Zhang Wulong feel a little annoyed, and he couldn't help but look up at Zhang Chuan.

The latter nodded at him affirmatively.

Zhang Wulong thought he was overthinking. Could that guy really beat Chuan'er? Besides, even if he won, it would be useless. It was just a bow.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, nodded at Li Yu and said, "Okay, I promise you."

I have to say that Li Yu's age and the aggrieved look he just showed were quite deceptive. It is human nature to sympathize with the weak.

No one noticed that the corners of Li Yu's mouth slightly curled up the moment Zhang Wulong agreed.

When Zhang Chuan and his son appeared, he noticed the bow. Especially when he recognized the material of the bow, his breathing became a little rapid.

Just when he was worrying about how to get the bow, he heard Zhang Wulong's proposal for a bet, and he was so happy.

If it wasn't the wrong time, he would have wanted to hug Zhang Wulong and give him a few kisses. It was so comfortable to have someone give you a pillow when you were sleepy.

“I don’t know if I can be the referee.”

At this moment, a voice came. The crowd parted, and an old man in his fifties walked in. It was Mr. Zhang who was in charge of registration at the door earlier.

At this moment, Mr. Zhang narrowed his eyes and looked at the four people in the field. He just saw the crowd gathered together, so he came over curiously to take a look and happened to see the scene just now.

Li Qing and Zhang Wulong had both learned martial arts from him, so he was naturally familiar with them. Later, they had a falling out, and he felt sorry for a long time.

"Uncle Zhang, what are you talking about? You are the most suitable person to be the referee," Zhang Wulong did not dare to neglect Uncle Zhang and quickly bowed and said.

"Yes, Uncle Zhang, it's the luck of these two guys that you can come to be the referee," Li Qing said with a smile.

The people around him also echoed, but Zhang Chuan did not comment.

The most depressed person in the whole audience is probably Li Yu.

But he knew that the seemingly harmless old man in front of him was actually the fighter that the villagers often talked about.

"Hey, why are you getting involved in the fights between us young people at your age?"

Li Yu was secretly complaining in his heart, but he had to pretend to be proud of being valued on the surface.

The twenty or thirty arrows on the ground were quickly cleared away and replaced with new targets.

Mr. Zhang then asked Li Yu and Zhang Chuan if they understood the rules of the game. After receiving a positive answer, he announced the start of the game.

Li Qing also explained the rules of the game to Li Yu, which adopted a points-based round system.

The two will compete at distances of 30 meters, 40 meters and 50 meters respectively, that is, three rounds.

Ten arrows are shot in each round. If the arrow hits the red circle in the center of the bull's eye, ten points will be awarded, and the points will decrease accordingly as the points are directed outwards.

If you miss the target, you will get zero points. The final score will determine the winner of each round. The one who wins two rounds in three rounds will be the final winner.