Xuezhou, Wanping Welcomes You
"Zhang Xuezhou is going to Wanping for fun!"
"Why is it that we're fighting to the death, while he just rides on horseback, fires a few shots, and it's all over!"
"I'm suddenly thinking about switching to firearms!"
"Don't underestimate the people of Wanping. I know that Henggeer; he's developed an iron body that's incredibly resilient, and his fighting ability in a direct confrontation is almost on par with Tianhao!"
"You mean Tianhao might be shot dead by Zhang Xuezhou?"
Laymen watch the spectacle, experts watch the details.
The Youth Challenge in Van Binh Province is generating a lot of buzz, with the venue setup making it seem like a series of high-octane horse battles.
But each Wanping resident only had about ten seconds to ride a horse or start an off-road vehicle.
After a brief beginning, it all came to an end.
Wanping Province provided two guns, but Zhang Xuezhou didn't even take the second one, and ignored the shooting from the others.
There are three bullets left; the challenge is over.
The atmosphere in this challenge arena was eerily somber.
From shouting to drumming, then the drumming stopped, the clamor subsided, then came solemnity, and finally despair.
The changing expressions of many people in the competition area and the stands were also reflected in the live broadcast of the event.
This was probably the year with the fewest camera shots on the contestants, since there wasn't much to film, and the camera couldn't keep up with the speed at which Zhang Xuezhou drew his gun and fired.
The gun fired, and the match ended.
Sixteen bullets were fired, thirteen in total, hitting eight contestants, each one in the forehead.
Some were covered in blood, others only had scrapes, but few dared to continue the fight.
The fact that he could hit their foreheads with every shot meant that Zhang Xuezhou could accurately shoot them in the eyes.
Even if the bullets are blanks, as long as the aim is accurate, there is a high risk of blindness.
No one could discern the true extent of Zhang Xuezhou's marksmanship, and no one dared to place bets. The live broadcast of the match also deterred anyone from making any unreasonable demands.
There was a lot of interaction among the viewers of the live stream, but there was no sound from the audience.
"This challenge set a new record for the shortest live-streamed event. Not only were the viewers completely bewildered, but even those of us on-site were somewhat confused. The destructive power of the firearms was almost unexpected. Xuanxuan had heard that firearms were invincible below the Fourth Sequence, and today that was finally proven true..."
Song Fengying was also trembling slightly.
She had thought Zhang Xuezhou was very capable, but Song Fengying hadn't expected Zhang Xuezhou to be this capable.
Those fierce-looking Wanping people, who made her tremble with fear, were all defeated one by one.
If the gun in Zhang Xuezhou's hand was loaded with live ammunition, it meant that Zhang Xuezhou had a real chance of annihilating these elite Sequence Holder of Wanping Province in a short period of time.
She kept trying to smooth things over.
If you asked Song Fengying to recount the details of the competition, she couldn't say more than a few words.
In short, if the first shot misses, the second shot will definitely hit, and the match is over.
Zhang Xuezhou remained calm and composed, his physical strength almost unaffected.
Zhang Xuezhou casually directed his mount to run a lap, galloping past the crowd of Wanping people. Feeling he had shown off enough, he returned to the starting point and dismounted.
"Congratulations to Zhang Xuezhou, the champion of Western Capital City, on successfully defending his title!"
Song Fengying took the microphone and made a formal announcement, and the live stream chat was flooded with messages from people sending virtual gifts, all bearing the name "Western Capital".
Zhang Xuezhou was clearly well-liked; some prominent young people in Western Capital City donated money and tips, and even some people from other provinces and cities changed their official IDs to donate.
Congratulations to Western Capital City!
On the podium, Zhao Tianhua looked displeased, but still offered a basic congratulation.
He didn't get the alternate member position, but Wanping Province still had a number of members with mandatory requirements, so he couldn't afford to break off relations at this point.
"We've all contributed to the country, so let's celebrate together!"
Wang Haoran responded in a similarly indifferent manner.
Western Capital City won, and this situation is only possible thanks to the broadcasts by television stations and Flying Entertainment Livestream.
If Wanping Province were to host the event alone, even if Zhang Xuezhou won, it would be difficult for him to leave the venue, and Wang Haoran could also imagine the scenario after Western Capital City lost.
He felt happy at the moment, but his emotions seemed indifferent, as if he had just completed a very ordinary task.
Who is this guy who has tipped nearly ten million yuan in a row?
When Zhao Tianhua asked in a deep voice, Wang Haoran's calm expression changed slightly, and he leaned closer to the extremely large visual device in front of Zhao Tianhua.
"Is that 'Born Extraordinary, Naturally Extraordinary' who tipped five million the same arrogant guy Zhu Bufan?"
"Is 'Don't block the way, please make way' the same phrase as Zhong Rang, the Eight-Armed Swordsman?"
The fact that some young people in Western Capital City were flooding the screen only proved that the younger generation was banding together. But when a large number of accounts, suspected to be high- Sequence Holder of the Elderly Mansion, kept giving large sums of money as rewards, Zhao Tianhua's heart sank.
Whoever gives the tip is the person who might have a connection to Zhang Xuezhou, who is standing in the center of the venue.
Zhao Tianhua had watched several challenge matches live, and no one had ever received such a high level of congratulations.
Although it's unclear why these people were giving congratulatory gifts in the live stream, it was definitely a gift to Zhang Xuezhou, something even someone as old as Zhao Tianhua could tell.
Since Song Fengying congratulated Zhang Xuezhou, the live stream was flooded with large donations.
After nearly ten minutes of the live stream being flooded with donations, Zhao Tianhua finally realized that his donation ranking had stabilized, having dropped from first to forty-sixth place.
He envied the platform's ability to rake in money daily, but Zhao Tianhua was more concerned with the power dynamics behind the tipping.
He asked Wang Haoran several questions in a row, which Wang Haoran shrugged and did not respond.
Wang Haoran knew that many elderly Sequence Holder had sought out Zhang Xuezhou, but he hadn't expected their relationship to be this strong.
This is unprecedented since Wang Haoran started organizing the Youth Challenge, which also means that many people from the Twilight Mansion are backing him up.
Zhao Tianhua, who had previously shown some resentment and whose gaze towards Zhang Xuezhou was filled with scrutiny, now had a gentle expression, even appearing more kind and amiable.
"Western Capital City, is a place of outstanding people and abundant resources, and we people of Wanping Province should learn from it. Let's cheer for champion Zhang Xuezhou and for the new alternate members of the committee!"
Zhao Tianhua grabbed the microphone from the podium, and a deafening sound was broadcast over the loudspeakers to the entire challenge arena.
As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions on the faces of many people in Wanping changed from somber to strange, and finally to relaxed.
The heavy drums struck again, and waves of loud shouts and cheers echoed through the air.
The contrast between the before and after situations is somewhat odd, but it can still be considered a relatively successful youth challenge.
The camera kept panning to capture everyone's flushed and joyful faces, even filming Zhao Tianhua walking from the podium to the center of the field and solemnly draping his heavy fur coat over Zhang Xuezhou.
"Xuezhou, Wanping welcomes you!"
Zhao Tianhua called out affectionately, and Zhang Xuezhou felt his ears burning.
Feeling the weight of the fur coat he was wearing, which weighed over thirty pounds, and the heavy, fist-sized metal badges on it, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the entire outfit weighed nearly fifty pounds.
What was a garment for Zhao Tianhua's upper body was, for Zhang Xuezhou, a large overcoat that reached the ground after he put it on.
He was surprised by Zhao Tianhua's enthusiastic attitude, and also by how the hostile gazes around the venue turned into envy, humility, and even respect.
Zhang Xuezhou eventually realized that Wang Haoran and the others were right; the more severely the people of Wanping were disciplined, the more seriously they would take others seriously.