While Nara Luyi was inwardly stunned, he did not turn around. Three kunai struck the target in quick succession. Then, under Nara Luyi's dumbfounded gaze, another three kunai landed on the target.
Mirai stared at the target and rapidly, decisively threw nine kunai as though he did not need to aim. What shocked Nara Luyi even more was that the nine kunai formed a circle around the center of the target. The distances between them were nearly identical.
"So, Luyi, where do you think my final kunai will land?" Before Nara Luyi could recover from his shock, Mirai's smug voice reached his ears.
The bullseye! The words naturally surfaced in Nara Luyi's mind. Before he could say them aloud, Mirai's final kunai flew from his hand, shooting straight toward the bullseye.
Mirai's final kunai landed on the bullseye, but it seemed to lack a little force. It stopped at the bullseye, then fell.
Seeing this, Nara Luyi was deeply shocked by Mirai's kunai throwing. He could not help but let out a bitter laugh before suddenly disappearing.
"How embarrassing!" Mirai deliberately muttered to himself, then called out loudly, "Hey, Luyi, I got nine hits, while you only got eight. Did I win?"
Mirai had done it on purpose, of course. If he crushed Nara Luyi too badly, it would undoubtedly make him unhappy and would not be good for the future.
After witnessing Mirai's unbelievable kunai throwing, Nara Luyi naturally understood the gap between them. He said dejectedly, "You won. I concede."
"Haha, that's right, I'm amazing!" Mirai said smugly, pretending to be a child.
As Qiu Yidao ate snacks and watched the two compete, he nearly stuffed a potato chip into his nose when he saw Mirai throw the kunai. Unable to contain his curiosity, he asked, "Mirai, how