No.1: Shude High Academy – Yan Qiye
No.2: Zhenhai High Academy – Xu Changsheng
No.3: Flame City Private Academy – Su Cheng
No.4: Nara High Academy – Izayoi Sakiaki
No.5: Hotchkiss Academy – Austin Adam
No.6: Shude High Academy – Chu Beixuan
No.7: Yanshan High Academy – Xiao Zhan
No.8: Zhenyan High Academy – Wang Teng
"The top eight list is out!"
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After changing his clothes and returning to the competitors' seats, Su Cheng looked at the screen displaying the top eight information. He instinctively squinted like an old man on the subway, his face filled with confusion and bewilderment.
He couldn't help but feel that these names seemed destined to win, while he felt like a Husky that had somehow wandered into a pack of wolves—utterly out of place.
"I'll go to the restroom first."
Seeing that there was still half an hour before the match began, Su Cheng left his seat and headed for the restroom.
As soon as he entered, he noticed a young man standing in front of the mirror, fixing his hair. The boy glanced at Su Cheng briefly before returning to his grooming.
His face exuded a sense of determination, his eyes sharp and full of life, and his thick, sword-like eyebrows gave him a strikingly handsome appearance. He also carried an innate air of confidence.
His charm was no less than Su Cheng's.
It was Chu Beixuan.
His next opponent.
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"The scene now is from Target Range No. 3."
"Su Cheng versus Chu Beixuan."
"These two competitors might already be familiar to many of you, but let me emphasize once again—both are first-time participants in this competition, and they have stormed into the top eight like dark horses!"
"Now entering the field is Su Cheng from Flame City Private Academy. According to reliable sources, this competitor only started practicing archery this year. With just one month of training, he has made it to the top eight. His talent is astonishing! Moreover, during the round of 16, he entered a state of complete focus with his eyes closed and delivered a miraculous final shot to turn the tables. Truly breathtaking!"
As the commentator finished speaking, the audience erupted into enthusiastic applause.
"Although many netizens jokingly call his final shot the 'Lucky Arrow,' I believe it's also a testament to his skill. So, let's not underestimate his natural talent!"
"Absolutely! To reach the top eight with just one month of practice is nothing short of extraordinary. It's almost a miracle. Regardless of how this competition turns out, we can expect him to soar to great heights in the future!"
The commentator's words left the audience in brief contemplation, while on the screen, Su Cheng had already entered the field.
He looked like a stoic sculpture—serious and distant, unwilling to engage with others.
**Ji Family Villa**
At this moment, the TV commentator was introducing Chu Beixuan, but Ji Qingyi and Ji Yuewu, sitting in front of the television, remained expressionless, showing no emotional reaction.
"Now, Su Cheng is taking his first shot. According to the competition records, his hit rate is 90%."
"Thud~"
"Beautiful! Right on the bullseye!"
As the commentator spoke, the audience erupted into applause once again. The next moment, the camera shifted to Chu Beixuan.
"Chu Beixuan has a hit rate of 95%, and aside from hitting the bullseye, all his other shots land within one centimeter of the center. Such terrifying precision!"
Before the commentator could finish, Chu Beixuan had already released his first arrow.
"Thud~"
"Perfect! He also hits the bullseye."
Applause rang out, but Chu Beixuan remained expressionless as he put away his bow. The camera then switched to other target ranges.
Meanwhile, Ji Qingyi and Ji Yuewu began a new round of discussion.
"It's over."
Ji Qingyi's tone was slightly grave, while Ji Yuewu furrowed her brows.
"His opponent's momentum is continuously rising."
Ji Qingyi picked up her teacup, took a sip, and continued, "This guy, Chu Beixuan, will soon reach the peak of physical and mental coordination, entering an unconscious state where he can fire a perfect shot with his eyes closed."
"What's the hit rate of that shot?"
Ji Yuewu raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Accurate and unstoppable."
Ji Qingyi nodded, and Ji Yuewu fell into deep thought before asking, "How many shots like that can he make?"
"One."
Ji Qingyi uttered the word.
"Then Su Cheng just needs to fire two shots to win."
Ji Yuewu spoke calmly, but Ji Qingyi frowned. "You're really bold. Su Cheng's hit rate is less than 20%. Even if he hits one shot, it's mostly luck."
Ji Yuewu pursed her lips, offering no rebuttal.
Meanwhile, on the screen, the focus returned to Target Range No. 3.
"Let's take a look at the scoreboard."
"Su Cheng has hit eight out of eight shots."
"Chu Beixuan has hit seven out of seven, and he's now preparing to take his eighth shot."
"Wait!"
"Chu Beixuan… he… he closed his eyes."
"Could it be…"
Before the commentator could finish, the screen showed Chu Beixuan closing his eyes, and an overwhelming aura erupted from his body!
At that moment, the entire range fell into complete silence!
Everyone's eyes were glued to the screen, wide with anticipation.
**In the Audience Seats**
"He's copying Su Cheng!"
Xuan Ying pointed at the screen, clearly unhappy. "How sneaky!"
Holding a rabbit plushie, her chest rose and fell in agitation, clearly upset.
The plushie was a gift from Li Guanqi, who told her that Su Cheng had won it for her at a stall.
When she heard the news, she was so excited she almost jumped for joy!
She treated the plushie like a treasure, clutching it tightly, afraid to let go, and even decided to frame it when she got home.
The others around her also held different plushies, but unlike Xuan Ying, they weren't angry. Instead, they held their breath, watching the screen intently, not wanting to miss a single detail.
**Villa Area**
Cornelia waved her little fists in the air, chanting in a strangely mesmerizing tone, "Miss, miss, miss~!"
Beside her, Ailiya joined in, offering her best wishes: "He'll definitely hit it! Chu Beixuan's skills are godlike, flawless. He's absolutely going to win!"
"Whoosh~"
Chu Beixuan released the arrow.
Everyone held their breath—whether in the audience seats, like Xuan Ying and Li Guanqi, or in front of the TV, like Cornelia and Ailiya—they all gripped their clothes tightly, their hearts in their throats.
"Thud~"
The sound of the arrow hitting the target echoed!
Bullseye.
In that instant, everyone gasped in awe!
Chu Beixuan slowly opened his eyes.
At the same time, the audience erupted into thunderous applause.
"Incredible! That arrow went in several centimeters!"
"Did you notice? Even the sound of the target changed!"
"That shot could pierce through metal and shatter stone!"
The commentators' voices were filled with excitement and awe, clearly exhilarated by what they had just witnessed.
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