Chapter 1252: Chapter 1247: Congratulations, You Guessed Right

Arriving at the destination, Mang’s expression was calm as he looked at Qin Hao: "I won’t take advantage of you; let’s both use the same wooden bow."

In archery, the bow is very important. Wooden bows are lighter and suitable for archers with average strength.

However, Mang was born with divine power, so using a wooden bow would limit his strength, an effort that would not be worth the trouble.

But for the sake of fairness, he resolutely chose to do so.

Qin Hao’s respect for Mang increased, and he smiled and said, "You are indeed a talent."

Mang said nothing, and shouted, "Someone, come."

Zhi trembled, went to the weapon rack, and took out the bow and arrows, with ten arrows loaded in the quiver.

After receiving the bow and arrows, Mang looked at Zhi and said, "Give him one too."

Zhi was very reluctant. Why should I help this outsider with weapons?

However, seeing Qin Hao’s state, a plot flashed through his mind. He took the bow and arrows, walked to Qin Hao, and handed them over.

Ah Sang frowned and wanted to approach, but sharp laughter rang out beside her: "Hahaha! What a fool this outsider is! He hasn’t even untied the rope! How is he supposed to use a bow?"

Ah Sang turned around unhappily, "Ah You, please show some respect."

Ah You’s smile faded, and her face turned angry: "Ah Sang, others are afraid of you because you’re the Saintess, but I’m not! I can only say, you, the Saintess, really like a pig-brained person!"

"You!" Ah Sang frowned, wanting to take action, but remembering the sisterly bond of the past with Ah You, she sighed internally and gave up the thought.

Ah You was initially startled but, seeing Ah Sang’s momentum withdraw, forced a smile after her expression changed: "Hey, you’re ready to fight me over a worthless man. I really misjudged you!"

Ah Sang made up her mind, not bothering to argue with Ah You.

Seeing this, Ah You became even more complacent, pointing at Qin Hao and saying, "That useless one can’t even untie the rope, Ah Sang, aren’t you going to help him?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Hao’s body trembled over there.

Pop!

The rope tied around him instantly snapped in two, and after stretching lazily, Qin Hao grabbed the bow and arrow with one hand.

This scene left the onlookers stunned. Damn, this special rope was so easily snapped?

How terrifying is the strength of this person?

Mang couldn’t help but marvel in his heart: "So, his strength is not inferior to mine! Maybe even stronger? It seems my act of changing bows only resulted in humiliating myself." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

After all, Qin Hao could even break the rope.

So how could he not be able to draw the special horn bow?

Meanwhile.

Ah You’s smile froze, her face ashen.

She didn’t expect that her mocking words would come back to hit her in the face so quickly?

"Hehe..."

A light laugh came from beside her. Ah You turned her head to see Ah Sang smiling, and her face turned angry as she shouted: "You shameless woman! Don’t get too smug! Rest assured, Brother Mang will definitely make that bastard lose miserably! Don’t you think you can hold your head high!"

Ah Sang wasn’t inclined to argue with someone in a fit of rage, smiling and shaking her head.

Seeing this, Ah You became even angrier.

...

In the field.

Mang’s expression was somewhat heavy: "I underestimated you."

Qin Hao was playing with the wooden bow, smiling slightly as he said, "Don’t mind. Truly skilled people can handle any bow and arrow."

"Oh!" Mang’s eyes gradually lit up.

He was someone who loved bows like his life and was obsessed with archery.

Unfortunately, at the top, the chill is unbearable, as his archery skills were so powerful that no one in the tribe could match his level.

Because of this, he had been alone for a long time.

Now, the aura that Qin Hao exhibited made Mang associate it with the other’s archery prowess.

Mang was sure that Qin Hao was definitely strong, very, very strong.

Strong to the point that it made him a bit excited!

"Here I come!"

Faced with a strong opponent, Mang’s fighting spirit was immense.

He drew the wooden bow, placed an arrow on it, and with a twang, the arrow shot out like a meteor, accurately hitting the target.

When the first arrow was shot, the second arrow was already placed on the bow.

Again, with a twang, the second arrow flew out swiftly.

Subsequently, the ten arrows in the quiver were effortlessly shot out like this.

During the shooting, Mang’s actions did not pause at all, each step was extraordinarily precise, even the speed and angle of the arrow’s flight were identical.

At this point, there were already ten arrows on the distant target.

Everyone looked closely, and their eyes lit up.

There, on the target, the bulls-eye was nailed with a bunch of arrows.

No more, no less, exactly ten arrows!

"That’s Brother Mang’s archery."

"Awesome! Ten consecutive shots, every arrow hitting the bulls-eye. This kind of skill is already superhuman!"

"Truly a Divine Archer! This level, I can’t match it in my lifetime!"

Due to Mang’s outstanding performance, the atmosphere on the scene was ignited, and the younger generation looked at Mang with admiration, as if looking at an idol.

As for Qin Hao, there were also people looking at him, but their eyes were full of malice and mockery.

Map was one of them, loudly shouting: "Outsider, it seems you can’t even pass Mang’s test! How can you be worthy of facing me?"

Meanwhile, Ah You was enthusiastically clenching her fist, "Brother Mang is amazing!"

After speaking, she stared at Ah Sang with a face full of satisfaction, mockingly saying: "You shameless woman! Now, can you still smile? Brother Mang got a perfect score. What qualifications does that little bastard have to compete with him?"

Ah Sang couldn’t smile indeed.

Her heart was full of worry.

All ten arrows hitting the bulls-eye had already earned a perfect score.

And as for Qin Hao, even if he hit all the bulls-eyes, he could only manage a tie, not a win.

Moreover, Qin Hao’s skill in archery was unknown to anyone.

No matter how skilled he was, achieving a perfect score wasn’t easy.

Archery is inherently variable.

One’s mindset, wind speed, body condition, etc., can all influence the result.

Now that Mang had achieved a perfect score, the pressure was entirely on Qin Hao.

Even if he had the ability to score perfectly, under pressure, the result might not live up to expectations.

So, Ah Sang’s inevitable worry grew.

Her gaze at Qin Hao carried an extra layer of concern.

Brother Hao, you must give it your all!

In the field.

Mang, due to the result, relaxed a lot.

However, he was still looking at Qin Hao intently, trying to find a trace of anxiety on his face.

Unfortunately, he found none.

Qin Hao’s expression remained calm as usual.

He stood there quietly, his expression like an enduring rock.

Mang’s eyelids opened slightly, and he said, "They all think you will lose. But I don’t think so."

Qin Hao looked at him curiously: "What makes you say that?"

Mang replied solemnly, "A feeling. I think you’re not the type to lose easily."

Qin Hao’s face suddenly broke into a smile: "Congratulations, you guessed right."