Everyone suddenly became excited, "Let's watch the game. There is a new born calf and a veteran on the battlefield. It is full of interesting things. I am really curious, who will win?"

Zhan Beixiao didn't go to join in the fun. It happened to be time to drink medicine. He waved his hands and dismissed everyone, "You are all witnesses. I won't go. Supervise them. No one is allowed to cheat. Fairness comes first."

, willing to admit defeat."

Wuying bowed and retreated, "General, have a good rest."

Little Putao followed him out, walked to the door and turned around and said, "Dad, just wait for the good news, I will definitely win."

Zhan Beixiao smiled bitterly and said, "Just take care of yourself. There is no shame in losing to Wuying."

Little Putao clenched his fist and said, "I must win."

They all rushed out of Zhan Beixiao's house. As soon as they came out, these people looked like crazy monkeys who had left Wuzhishan. They immediately ran away happily, shouting and swarming into the open space behind.

At the same time, he shouted loudly, "Is there anyone who wants to place a bet? I bet that the young master will win, three cents. Is there anyone who wants to follow me?"

Everyone else laughed, "Three cents? How sincere are you? I'll bet five cents that the young master will win."

Another soldier said: "Then I'm going to be the opposite of you. I'll bet Brother Wuying to win. I'll bet a tael of silver."

"Is anyone placing a bet? It's too boring for just the three of us. Join us quickly."

He asked one by one, and everyone silently joined Wuying Ying's team. Only the two soldiers stood alone, clenching their fists at Little Putao, "Young Master, we support you, you must not let us down."

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Little Putao rushed over and high-fived them, "Don't worry, brothers, I will definitely let you win. Their money is all yours."

The others laughed silly at Little Putao, "Young Master, see the reality clearly. It is not shameful to lose to Wuying, but you must perform to your normal level. Even if you lose, it will be an honor. Don't be discouraged."

Little Putao walked past them with her face raised, "Humph, you made the wrong bet. Don't cry if you lose money."

These people all scratched their heads and began to worry, "Otherwise, if I get some more money back, the young master may still win."

Two soldiers shamelessly joined the other team, "We also bet three cents, hehe."

The remaining few didn't move at all. They were not stupid. In order to protect the safety of Little Putao, Wuying would never let him win. He was still so young, so there was no shame in losing. Winning money was the most important thing.

They soon arrived at the backyard, which was a large open space. They set up several targets here and practiced riding and shooting in their free time.

At this time, Wuying was also uneasy. Although Zhan Beixiao said that, he knew that he would definitely win, but he was a little worried. Little Putao's rapid progress was beyond his expectation. His specialty was light kung fu, and he was very good at riding and shooting.

Generally speaking, I am really not sure that I will win.

But Xiao Tao was full of confidence, "Brother Wuying, are you ready? You must keep your word. If I win, I won't regret it."

Wuying took a deep breath and said, "Young Master, you win first and then I will talk."

Everyone gathered around, and someone came up to give advice, "I think this comparison is unfair. Little Putao's age and height are not that of an adult. The conditions should be relaxed a little, for example, the distance should be closer."

The four of them all felt that it made sense, "Yes, Brother Wuying, this is quite right, what do you think?"

Wuying nodded, "Of course, the young master can take a few more steps forward."

But Little Putao shook his head, "My father said that to be fair and reasonable, I will stand here. If we all get shot, Brother Wuying loses."

It makes sense when they think about it. Under the same conditions, of course the younger one will win.

Wuying nodded, "Then let's win two out of three games, okay?"

Little Putao agreed, and Little Putao took out his bow and arrow, "I'll go first."

He stood on the standard line, cocked the bow and arrow in a serious manner, narrowed his left eye, and the arrow left the string with a "whoosh", flying through the air with a sound that pierced the air, and hit the target's eye.

As soon as everyone's hearts started to rise, they dropped to the ground. There was a burst of applause, "It's great, the young master is great."

The other team is also as stable as a rock, and Wuying will naturally not make any mistakes.

Wuying picked up the bow and arrow, unhurriedly opened the bow and arrow as usual, and then stepped back about a foot away.

"For the sake of fairness, I deserve it."

This was much farther than the usual distance, and everyone was a little worried, but Wuying didn't worry everyone for too long. He quickly shot an arrow smoothly, and it hit the target.

Everyone applauded together, "Good archery skills."

Little Putao murmured in his heart. It turned out that it was a good idea to temporarily change the rules. He had a plan in his mind. No matter how he compared, Wuying would definitely be on par with him, but if Wuying had to give up first in this match

Brother Ying came on and he had the initiative. When he thought of this, he immediately followed everyone in applauding.

"Brother Wuying, you come first for this one."

Wuying didn't think too much and smiled, "Okay, then let's assume this is a tie and then win or lose in this one, okay?"

Little Putao nodded, "Okay, we can win or lose in one game."

Wuying felt that he had just practiced, and there must be some luck involved, so it was impossible to hit the red hearts in a row.

He didn't care, just like in the last game, he stretched the distance, and then easily shot an arrow, and just like he imagined, he hit the red heart again.

Everyone cheered together, "Young master, come on."

Especially the four people who placed bets shouted the loudest, "Young Master, we are optimistic about you, you must win."

Little Putao happily picked up the bow and arrow, then suddenly turned around. The moment he turned back, he shot the arrow out with a whoosh. This was different from standing there. It required better eyesight and proficiency.

Everyone was sweating for him, but then they all cheered, "Hit it again, young master is great."

To be honest, Little Putao was a little nervous. He usually practiced standing here and aiming for a long time, but this time he wanted to win, so he boldly used the horseback archery. Although he was not skilled, he still hit the target. This time he was really lucky.

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Wuying was also happy for him, "The young master is so awesome. He has practiced to this extent. It's awesome."

Little Putao's mood at that time could be said to be one of joy, "Brother Wuying, I really hit the target, I win, I win."

Only then did Wuying realize that Little Putao had really won. According to the agreement between the two of them, winning or losing would be decided in one round. It was because he was careless and did not set detailed rules of the game.
Chapter completed!