"In archery competitions, the slightest distraction can render years of effort futile. It’s like a scratch on a smooth mirror, distorting the reflection. This tranquility is the essence of one’s mental state."
"Welcome back to the archery competition! This afternoon, we have the ranking matches!"
"Next, 64 archers from all over the country, each with exceptional shooting skills and masterful techniques, will showcase their talents on this stage. Our commentators will provide the most authentic and detailed insights. Stay tuned!"
"Now, let’s display the names and photos of these 64 participants on the big screen. They are all elites from high schools across the nation. Who will claim the top three spots? Let’s wait and see!"
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In the competitor’s seat, Su Cheng, wearing glasses, was staring at the big screen, waiting for the competition to begin. He tried to look up at the blue sky, but unfortunately, all he saw was the ceiling above him. The next moment, his name and photo appeared on the screen.
This was his second round.
"Su Cheng from Flame City Private Academy. Field number three."
Hearing the announcement, Su Cheng stood up, picked up his equipment, and walked toward the field.
In the ranking matches, each participant gets only a brief moment in the spotlight.
After all, ten fields are active simultaneously, with ten archers shooting at their targets.
Each field has five judges focusing on one participant.
Each archer shoots ten arrows.
The judges then score them out of 100 points.
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"Look at the screen! It’s Su Cheng’s turn!"
In the audience, Xuan Ying stood up excitedly, waving her arms.
To her right were two other women, Zhao Yan and Li Guanqi.
To her left were three men: Gao Ye, Chai Hao, and Wang Guancong.
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Villa Area
"Su Cheng, where is he?"
Cornelia had just spotted Su Cheng on the screen and was ready to watch intently, but the next moment, the camera switched to someone else.
"Just wait a bit," Ailiya said beside her.
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Ji Family Mansion
Ji Qingyi was also watching Su Cheng’s match on TV.
"Miss, what rank do you think Su Cheng will achieve in the ranking matches?"
A short-haired girl behind her asked.
"Somewhere in the thirties," Ji Qingyi replied indifferently.
The short-haired girl frowned. "What about his chances of winning the championship?"
Ji Qingyi pondered for a moment before answering, "The odds of him winning are slim. Even if he hits all the targets, his movements, though precise, are too rigid. That’s a fact he can’t change."
"I actually think he could win."
Ji Qingyi fell silent at this. Just then, Su Cheng’s face appeared on the screen again, and both of them focused on it. The commentator’s voice came through: "Su Cheng, from Flame City Private Academy."
"The scoreboard shows this is his eighth arrow. The previous seven all hit the target."
"Beautiful! The eighth one hit too!"
The commentator paused, seemingly choosing his words carefully: "This time, his release was like drawing a straight line—no unnecessary movements at all."
"Indeed, unlike other archers who let the bow rebound to absorb the shock, Su Cheng holds the bow firmly, keeping it completely still. It’s a display of immense strength."
(Note: Bow rebound is a technique where the bow’s vibration and the archer’s release handwork together to stabilize the shot.)
"Some viewers might not be familiar with archery terms, so let me explain a few things."
"When an arrow is shot, not all the kinetic energy from the bow is transferred to the arrow. The excess energy causes the bow to vibrate and sway. Without proper shock absorption, this can lead to fatigue, ranging from sore arms to severe friction burns on the palm."
"Kids and beginners watching at home, please don’t try to imitate this archer’s technique."
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Ji Yuewu glanced at her mistress, knowing full well that Ji Qingyi hadn’t taught Su Cheng this technique.
If she had, Su Cheng would definitely have used it, as it’s quite impressive.
Ji Qingyi seemed to notice Ji Yuewu’s gaze and nodded slightly. "His strength is extraordinary. He doesn’t need to waste time learning such things."
Ji Yuewu nodded and said nothing more.
"He seems to have lost the ability to show emotion."
Ji Qingyi frowned as she watched a close-up of Su Cheng on the screen.
Ji Yuewu’s gaze shifted to Su Cheng’s glasses.
She had noticed something earlier that morning and checked Su Cheng’s purchase records. There was no record of him buying glasses, and he didn’t have any vision problems.
During lunch, she had even gone to the competition site to observe Su Cheng.
Without the glasses, he seemed normal again.
So…
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Villa Area
"What are they talking about?"
Ailiya muttered, unable to understand the commentators. She turned to Cornelia, hoping the clever Cornelia might have some insight.
But Cornelia was staring intently at Su Cheng on the screen, murmuring, "So handsome…"
Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes were filled with admiration.
Realizing that Cornelia hadn’t been listening to the commentary at all, Ailiya sighed. Just then, the screen switched to another competitor.
"What did you just say?"
Cornelia finally snapped out of her trance and turned to Ailiya.
"I asked if you understood what the commentators were saying," Ailiya repeated.
"What commentary…"
Cornelia blinked in confusion. Seeing this, Ailiya shook her head and picked up the remote. "Let’s switch channels. The commentary on Flame City TV is too hard to follow."
"Okay."
As they changed the channel, the screen showed Su Cheng again.
The commentator had also changed—this was a live stream from an online platform, hosted by an internet celebrity.
"Now, let’s watch Su Cheng’s tenth arrow!"
As the commentator spoke, the big screen displayed Su Cheng’s movements.
"Can he hit all ten arrows?"
The next second—
"Thud…"
The arrow struck the bullseye.
"Su Cheng has hit his tenth arrow!"
"What are we witnessing here?"
"The tenth arrow! It hit the target, and it’s a bullseye!"
The audience erupted into thunderous applause.
"As expected of a student from Flame City Private Academy."
The commentator continued as Su Cheng walked off the field, his face still serious and focused, showing no trace of pride or joy.
"That last shot was fast and precise, truly reminiscent of the legendary Kato Kakure."
"Yes, that final arrow could be called the ‘Golden Arrow’!"
The commentator marveled at the shot once more.
"Who’s Kato Kakure?"
Cornelia asked, staring at Su Cheng on the screen.
"I don’t know. Probably some top figure in the archery world," Ailiya speculated.
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Stadium, Restroom
Su Cheng was washing his hands after the ranking matches.
"Su Cheng! Su Cheng! Su Cheng!"
Suddenly, he heard someone calling his name.
Frowning, he looked up to see a group from his club surrounding him.
"Su Cheng, those ten arrows you shot were amazing!"
"Yeah, who knew you were this good?"
"You’ve been hiding your skills!"
The club members enthusiastically praised him.
"I guess I had some luck this afternoon," Su Cheng replied modestly. Truthfully, he wasn’t fond of being around these overly enthusiastic club members.
He feared they might awaken the inner chuunibyou in him.
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Audience Seats
Xuan Ying, Zhao Yan, and Wang Guancong were discussing the day’s matches.
"Let’s be honest, Su Cheng’s chances of winning the championship are slim," Chai Hao said, shaking his head. "We need to prepare ourselves for that."
"No way! Su Cheng is definitely going to win!"
After speaking, Xuan Ying couldn't help but glance at Zhao Yan: "What do you think?"
Zhao Yan smiled and nodded: "We've known Su Cheng for so long, of course, we believe he can win the championship."
"You two are really optimistic about Su Cheng."
As soon as Zhao Yan finished speaking, Chai Hao, who was sitting next to her, pursed his lips and continued, "Although I also hope Su Cheng can win, judging from the commentators' evaluations and the performances of other contestants, his chances of winning are really slim."
Xuan Ying, however, puffed up her cheeks and said, "Even if you say that, Su Cheng will still win!"
"I'm just being honest."
Chai Hao turned to Wang Guancong and Gao Ye, who were sitting nearby, and asked, "What do you think?"
"I also think Su Cheng will win the championship," Wang Guancong agreed.
Gao Ye chimed in, "Hard to disagree."
"What's wrong with you all? Aren't you going to analyze this rationally?"
Chai Hao looked at them, feeling somewhat helpless.
However, as they were discussing, Li Guanqi, who had been sitting nearby with her hair tied in a ponytail, had already left her seat and was heading toward the competition area.
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Su Cheng returned to the rest area where the contestants were waiting, awaiting his ranking and the upcoming elimination matches.
The rules of the elimination matches were based on the scores from the ranking matches. The top 64 contestants would be paired according to their rankings: 1st vs. 64th, 2nd vs. 63rd, and so on.
But suddenly, he caught a familiar scent.
Su Cheng was slightly taken aback and turned to look at the girl sitting to his right.
Li Guanqi.
The two of them were sitting on the same bench, side by side.
Su Cheng quickly composed himself and obediently offered his right hand.
Li Guanqi's gaze shifted away from Su Cheng's face as she removed her hairband and began to help Su Cheng put it on.
"Thank you," Su Cheng said politely and then fell silent.
After Li Guanqi finished adjusting the hairband, Su Cheng withdrew his hand.
Although the two were sitting close to each other, there was no hint of ambiguity between them. It felt more like they were just ordinary friends.
Yes, ordinary friends.
For example, if their hands accidentally touched, they would naturally hold hands, and that was it.
It was perfectly normal for friends to hold hands.
"Thirty-first."
Suddenly, Li Guanqi looked at the ranking list on the screen, her tone indifferent but with a hint of regret.
Hearing this, Su Cheng looked up.
The screen displayed the rankings of all 64 contestants.
He was in thirty-first place.
He wasn't surprised. If he had been in first place, that would have been surprising.
Then, his gaze shifted to the 34th place, where his next opponent was listed.
"In the ranking matches, he only hit nine targets."
Li Guanqi seemed to have read Su Cheng's thoughts and shared the opponent's ranking match record with him.
Earlier, while sitting in the audience seats, she had reviewed all the contestants' information and had a good understanding of each one.
For this match, she wasn't worried about Su Cheng because she believed in him.
Su Cheng nodded slightly, "I see."
"Alright, the match is about to start."
Li Guanqi stood up and walked away, while other members of the club came over to inform Su Cheng to prepare for the match.
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[Flame City vs. Fengxin High School]
[Su Cheng vs. Chen Feng]
In the waiting area, a group of students from Fengxin High School was gathered around one person, cheering him on.
"Brother Chen Feng, you can do it!"
"Brother Chen Feng!"
"Brother Chen Feng, you've got this!"
"Brother Chen Feng, you must defeat the evil rich kid!"
The boys from Fengxin High School were shouting encouragements around this person named Chen Feng, making Su Cheng, who was sitting nearby, feel a bit awkward.
Especially since they were treating him as some kind of wealthy elite, and some of them were looking at him with class-based resentment.
"What a bunch of lunatics," Su Cheng muttered under his breath, then stopped paying attention and focused on waiting for the match to begin.
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"This is Target Range Six."
"On the screen, we have Chen Feng from Fengxin High School facing off against Su Cheng from Flame City Private Academy in a one-on-one match," the commentator excitedly introduced. "According to the records, Su Cheng has never participated in any competitions before. This is his first time."
"On the other hand, Chen Feng from Fengxin High School is their ace player. He won first place in the Championship Friendship Tournament and is hailed as Fengxin High School's most outstanding rookie."
The commentator continued to elaborate, and the audience outside the venue began to murmur among themselves.
"Someone from Flame City who's never competed before is probably going to lose, right?"
"Not necessarily. The former hit all ten targets, while the latter only hit nine."
"The ranking matches are just the ranking matches. This is a head-to-head match. Without experience in competitive settings, it's easy to be affected by the opponent's pressure."
"That's a fair point."
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Villa Area
Cornelia clenched her fists as she watched Chen Feng shooting arrows on the screen, muttering under her breath, "Miss, miss, miss."
Ailiya, who was sitting next to her, quickly tried to calm her down, "Cornelia, stop it. You're scaring me."
But Cornelia ignored Ailiya's pleas and instead became even more agitated, staring at the screen and repeating, "Miss, miss, miss..."
"Thud~"
The sound of an arrow hitting the target echoed.
"Beautiful! A bullseye!"
The commentator's voice rang out, followed by applause.
Cornelia's face immediately fell, and she muttered disappointedly, "How did he hit it? So annoying..."
But soon, she perked up again, her eyes shining as she watched the screen, because it was now Su Cheng's turn to shoot.
"Su Cheng from the second shooting position remains as calm as ever, seemingly unaffected by his opponent's bullseye."
The commentator continued, "His movements are extremely precise, every step executed flawlessly, with no unnecessary actions. It's clear that his fundamentals are solid."
"Hit it! Hit it!"
Cornelia clenched her small fists, excitedly waving her arms.
"Thud~"
The sound of an arrow hitting the target echoed again.
"Beautiful! Another bullseye!"
The commentator's voice grew even more excited, and the applause thundered through the venue.
"Yes!"
Cornelia jumped up in joy and hugged Ailiya.
Ailiya hugged her back, smiling as she said, "I have to admit, he does have some skills."
The screen then switched to another target range, and Su Cheng put down his bow, waiting for his opponent to take his shot.
At this moment, Su Cheng was completely focused on his breathing and the situation around him, paying no attention to the spectators, camera flashes, or even his opponent.
Meanwhile, his opponent's gaze kept drifting toward Su Cheng.
Seeing Su Cheng's calm demeanor, he felt a bit of pressure. His opponent's expression was serious throughout, and even after hitting a bullseye, there was no sign of relaxation or hesitation.
He slowly raised his bow.
The bowstring was drawn back to a full moon.
An arrow was released.
At that moment, the surroundings fell silent.
"Thud~"
"Hit!"
The sound of the arrow hitting the target and the referee's voice echoed, and Chen Feng slowly lowered his bow, glancing at Su Cheng's reaction out of the corner of his eye.
Su Cheng remained as calm as ever, his movements unchanged, maintaining his usual pace, and even his breathing was steady.
"Is this a joke?" Chen Feng thought to himself, feeling a bit shocked. "This guy has never competed before?!"
"Thud~"
"Hit."
Seeing Su Cheng hit the target, Chen Feng drew his bowstring again and released another arrow. His movements were polished, his body and mind in perfect harmony, making for a pleasing sight.
He was clearly a step above Su Cheng.
"Thud!"
The sound of the arrow hitting the target echoed once more.
And then...
"Thud!"
Su Cheng's arrow hit the target again, this time accompanied by applause.
He had hit the bullseye!
Chen Feng felt a deep sense of defeat, especially since Su Cheng still wore that indifferent, almost bored expression.
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Villa Area
"This is the eighth arrow, and Chen Feng has hit the target again!"
"Su Cheng also hits the target."
"Ninth arrow, Chen Feng misses."
"Ninth arrow, Su Cheng misses."
"Last arrow! The outcome depends on this one!"
"Chen Feng misses the target!"
"Will Su Cheng hit the target?"
"If he does, he advances directly."
"If both miss the target, the scores will determine who advances."
Cornelia and Ailiya, hearing the host's words, couldn't help but feel anxious. They looked at the screen, their eyes filled with worry as they watched Su Cheng.
"Thud~"
"Hit."
The commentator's voice echoed.
"Su Cheng hits the bullseye again!"
"Congratulations on advancing."
"Yay!"
Cornelia jumped up excitedly, then flopped onto the bed, rolling around.
"Pretty impressive!"
Ailiya was equally thrilled. Although she didn't particularly like this guy, as someone she somewhat knew, she was genuinely happy for Su Cheng's advancement.
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As they walked off the field, Chen Feng spoke up: "Congratulations on advancing."
"Thanks."
Su Cheng responded politely, then added, "Even though we were opponents, you did well. I mostly got lucky this time."
However, Chen Feng went straight to the point: "How did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"After shooting ten arrows, your expression and breathing didn't change at all. It's almost supernatural!"
Su Cheng shook his head. "It's not that extraordinary. If you lose control of your expressions and focus on your breathing, you can do it too."
"Uh…"
Chen Feng was stunned, staring at Su Cheng's back as he fell into deep thought.
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"In the previous ranking matches, Su Cheng scored 89 points, placing 31st. In the individual elimination round, Su Cheng defeated Chen Feng, who was ranked 34th, and successfully advanced."
Su Cheng stared at the battle report on his phone, his expression serious. "The top 32 matches are going to be tough."
He was well aware of his own capabilities. From his ranking score, it was clear he didn’t have what it took to break into the top 16.
He had just missed the target, and his score was likely at the bottom.
So, in the next round, he would face one of the top-ranked competitors.
Even if he hit all ten targets, his posture and movements were nowhere near good enough to secure a win.
He had watched his own live footage. His movements, though technically correct, were too stiff. Others' movements were fluid, graceful, and natural.
Thinking this, he closed his eyes and began recalling the movements Ji Qingyi had demonstrated.
After a while, he sighed. Trying to suddenly change his technique now would only make him look awkward. He had no choice but to give up.
Suddenly, his name appeared on the screen. He looked up at the display.
Soon, his opponent was revealed.
It was the third-ranked competitor from the ranking matches.
【Shude High School — Ye Fan】
Seeing the name, Su Cheng's lips twitched involuntarily, though his glasses prevented anyone from noticing.
So, he decided to head to the restroom first.
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In the restroom.
Su Cheng was washing his hands.
"I will stake the honor of the archery club to prevent the school from being shut down. I, Ye Fan, will absolutely win the championship! Secure the sponsorship funds, and rebuild our school!"
Beside Su Cheng, a young man was staring intently at the faucet, muttering to himself. Then he looked up, gazing deeply at his reflection in the mirror. The determination and resolve on his face made him strikingly captivating.
He then reached up and touched his chest.
There, a school emblem rested.
"……"
If Su Cheng hadn’t been wearing glasses, the expression on his face would have been more than just a few black lines.
"Ah, sorry, did I disturb you? My apologies."
Ye Fan noticed Su Cheng beside him. He smiled shyly, scratching the back of his head as he apologized.
"Hey, you seem to be my opponent later!"
Ye Fan's eyes lit up as he recognized Su Cheng. Su Cheng took a step back, startled, and asked, "Can I help you?"
"Nothing, just feeling a bit excited. See you on the field later."
With that, Ye Fan waved and turned to leave. But after a few steps, he glanced back and added with a smile, "I won’t go easy on you, so give it your all!"
"Might as well debut as an idol."
Su Cheng muttered under his breath as he watched Ye Fan's retreating figure, drying his hands.
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"The camera shifts to Archery Range 2."
"Shude High School vs. Flame City Private Academy."
【Ye Fan vs. Su Cheng】
"Shude High School, though just an ordinary high school from a small town, has all five of its competitors advancing to the top 32. Moreover, this is Shude High's first time participating, and they’ve already achieved such remarkable results. It’s safe to say they’ve reached a peak state."
"However, as far as I know, Shude High was once a prestigious institution. But due to desertification, the school exhausted all its funds trying to combat it, and now it’s on the brink of bankruptcy."
"Could it be… that this time…"
"Exactly. Shude High has come to Flame City with a determination to win. Only by claiming the championship and securing sponsorship can they prevent the school from being shut down. That’s why they’re fighting with such conviction!"
Ji Qingyi was watching the TV, where the commentator's voice rang out.
On the screen, the individual match between Su Cheng and Ye Fan had already begun.
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"Realistically, Su Cheng is going to be eliminated here."
Watching Su Cheng on the screen, Ji Qingyi's expression darkened slightly, a hint of regret in her heart.
If Su Cheng had been given a year, he might have had a real shot at the finals.
But now, it was too late…
And there would be no more chances in the future…
"This kid works hard, but time is just too short."
A sense of pity for Su Cheng's untapped potential welled up in Ji Qingyi's heart.
"It seems you’ve already acknowledged Su Cheng, Miss."
Just as Ji Qingyi sighed, the cool voice of Ji Yuewu reached her ears.
Ji Qingyi's expression remained unchanged, and she didn’t respond, continuing to watch the TV.
"I, however, think he’ll advance."
Ji Yuewu spoke up again.
Ji Qingyi frowned slightly. "Your strange miracle theory again?"
Ji Yuewu shrugged lightly. "If he advances this time, would that count as a miracle?"
Ji Qingyi fell silent at this.
She glanced at the archery ranges on the screen, a flicker of something unusual in her eyes, as if deep in thought. Then she said calmly, "There’s still a small chance he could advance. It wouldn’t count as a miracle."
"What about winning the championship?"
"That would."
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Archery Range 2.
Ye Fan: Nine arrows, nine hits.
Su Cheng: Nine arrows, nine hits.
The match between the two had reached its climax, with the final, decisive arrow about to be shot.
The situation was this: If Ye Fan hit the target, Su Cheng would lose even if he also hit, as the judges' scores would undoubtedly favor Ye Fan.
At this moment, whether it was the trio of Wang Guancong in the audience or the trio of Li Guanqi and the girls, their expressions were tense. They watched Ye Fan as he prepared to shoot his final arrow, their eyes filled with anticipation.
They were hoping Ye Fan would miss.
"Miss! Miss!"
The two girls in the villa area were on edge, their fists clenched tightly. Even Ailiya found herself unconsciously mimicking Cornelia, muttering, "Miss, miss!"
But unfortunately, their wishes didn’t come true.
"Thud~"
Ye Fan's arrow landed firmly in the center of the bullseye.
The audience erupted into applause.
"Ye Fan hits the target with his final arrow, ten out of ten!"
The commentator shouted excitedly.
Ye Fan stood there, his expression calm, unsurprised by his perfect score. He glanced at Su Cheng out of the corner of his eye.
He knew Su Cheng had already lost.
His technique had been refined over years, and his score would undoubtedly surpass Su Cheng's.
Meanwhile, Su Cheng, though his face remained expressionless, felt a chill in his heart.
He had expected this outcome.
So, for his final arrow, he had no choice but to go all in.
If his technique couldn’t match Ye Fan’s, he would rely on his spirit.
The chance of hitting the target this way was only ten percent.
No one dared to use this method in a competition.
But now, whether he hit or missed, he would lose.
So, he had no other option.
With that, Su Cheng closed his eyes…
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"Everyone, take note! Su Cheng… he’s closing his eyes for his final shot!"
"He looks serious, entering a state of pure focus!"
The two commentators exclaimed in shock, their voices filled with astonishment.
The last time someone performed such a maneuver was the previous women's champion.
"He has no opponent now; he's competing against himself!"
"Aim for the target in your heart!"
Another commentator couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
"Will he hit the mark?"
At this moment, whether it was the audience in the stands, those watching on TV, or the five elderly judges at the referee's table, everyone raised their heads and stared at the screen, not daring to blink for fear of missing any detail.
Ye Fan's eyes were also fixed on Su Cheng beside him. He took a deep breath, unable to help but admire Su Cheng's decisiveness and composure.
This was a formidable opponent.
Although Ye Fan could also close his eyes and enter this state to shoot, his probability of hitting the target wouldn't exceed thirty percent, so there was no need to take the risk.
But now, knowing he was certain to lose, Su Cheng had chosen the only way to win.
With everything aligned—timing, location, and people—he was betting on his luck!
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"Thud~"
The sound of hitting the target echoed, followed by thunderous applause.
"He hit it!"
"A perfect shot!!!"
The commentators paused for a second before continuing their commentary.
At this moment, Ye Fan's body trembled slightly, his heart seemingly stopping for a second before it suddenly resumed. He then smiled in relief and turned to leave the arena.
Su Cheng also opened his eyes and chose to leave. Before departing, he glanced at the judges, who all nodded in approval, clearly impressed by his performance.
Of course, if he had missed, it would have been a different story.
While the previous shots could be attributed to skill, this one was purely luck.
"Congratulations."
Ye Fan smiled at Su Cheng.
"Thank you, I got lucky this time."
Su Cheng nodded calmly, his expression unchanged.
"Although your skills are impressive, my other teammates won't be defeated by that move of yours."
Su Cheng nodded again, not saying anything more, and left directly.
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Villa Area
"Will he win? Will he win? Will Su Cheng win??"
Cornelia clenched her fists tightly, her voice trembling as she stared intently at the large screen.
"Judging by the commentators' reactions and the judges' responses, I think he should advance," Ailiya explained beside her.
"That's good, that's good."
Cornelia let out a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across her face as she patted her chest, clearly in a good mood.
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"Did you just say Su Cheng chose to shoot with his eyes closed at the last moment?"
Zhao Yan, who had just returned from the restroom, couldn't help but ask when she noticed everyone discussing this.
"Yeah, he's really amazing."
Xuan Ying also praised, her eyes filled with admiration and awe.
"What do you think?"
Wang Guancong patted Chai Hao beside him and continued, "He just eliminated the third-place contestant. Are you still saying he can't win the championship?"
Chai Hao's face turned red and then pale, clearly embarrassed. He could only stubbornly say, "He just advanced to the top 16, not the championship!"
"Pfft."
Wang Guancong and Gao Ye both rolled their eyes in unison, clearly uninterested in Chai Hao's words.
They had both bet their money on Su Cheng.
They desperately hoped Su Cheng would win the championship.
Now that Su Cheng had advanced to the top 16, he still had four matches left.
Quarterfinals, semifinals, and the finals.
Next up is the quarterfinals.
After dinner, the semifinals and finals will be at 8 PM.
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Ji Family Villa
"He won."
Ji Yuewu said softly.
"Mm."
Ji Qingyi nodded without surprise, as she had anticipated this possibility, so she didn't show any astonishment.
Ji Yuewu also nodded slightly.
"But there's absolutely no chance from here on out."
Ji Qingyi suddenly said.
Ji Yuewu fell silent, not agreeing with Ji Qingyi's words.
However, Ji Qingyi knew what she was thinking, so she changed her tone and spoke calmly, "Miraculous things aren't always miracles."
"A miracle is only a miracle to those who believe in it."
"So, will the miracle you believe in disappear?"
"No."
(Ps: This chapter is almost 9,000 words (nearly five chapters). It was too troublesome to split it up, so I just posted it as one chapter.)
(Tomorrow, there will still be three chapters until the end of the competition.)