Consecutive Hits

"Please step up!"

Beside the Pitch-pot setup, the old man in the Tang suit wore a solemn expression.

Wu Yunzhi said to Yan Chuchen, "I'll go first."

After paying in bits of silver, he stepped into the middle of the playing area.

Pitch-pot was not a one-person game. At the ancient street's Pitch-pot stall, three people played each round, taking turns throwing arrows.

After Wu Yunzhi entered the field, a young foreign man stepped in as well, joining as a competitor.

One more person was needed.

At the same time, a leanly built boy walked into the playing area.

Yan Chuchen suddenly said, "Tao Nian."

They were both seniors, and she remembered sports student Tao Nian. She knew his athletic ability was exceptional. Some teachers had even publicly said that he would attend the country's best sports university next year.

They were in the same year and were both prominent figures, so naturally, they knew each other.

Yan Chuchen had previously asked Tao Nian about sports. He had enthusiastically guided her and said she had the makings of a fine athlete, but Yan Chuchen had turned him down.

Unless she was truly out of options, why would a girl like her study sports?

Tao Nian looked at Wu Yunzhi, grinned, revealing his white teeth. His smile was sunny yet arrogant.

Wu Yunzhi's expression darkened. He had encountered Tao Nian during the marathon as well, and Tao Nian had even set his sights on his Zichen and little sister Wanqing.

The humiliation from last time would be repaid a hundredfold today! Wu Yunzhi withdrew his gaze and focused wholeheartedly on the competition.

With all the Pitch-pot players assembled, the old man in the Tang suit gestured for them to take their places.

Someone else was responsible for setting out the Bronze