Chapter 209
Chapter 209
Shooting is something that men on the prairie have to learn since childhood. In the past, when wolves often appeared on the prairie, everyone used bows and arrows to defend themselves. Over the years, although the wolves have gradually decreased, everyone is still used to it. Use the bow and arrow as a self-defense weapon.
Shooting is not a horse race. Horse racing not only requires skill but also is dangerous, so many people participate in the shooting competition, and many foreign male tourists are also gearing up and eager to try.
Shen Hao and Shen Junyue received two adjacent number plates. If there is no accident, they must be in the same group. They checked visually. If there are ten people in a group, the game will definitely not be completed within two hours.
Shen Junyue pulled Shen Hao to find a seat in the waiting area and sat down, held his hand and said, "Son, if you admit defeat now, I can consider offering you the bet."
Shen Hao dug his fingernails hard on the palm of his hand, leaving a mark, and sneered, "As far as I know, you haven't learned bow and arrow shooting since you were young, right?"
"So what? Dad is a sharpshooter. As long as you draw a bow and shoot an arrow with great strength and aim high, it's no different from shooting a gun."
"Then do you think it's very different from throwing knives?" Shen Hao didn't tell him that riding and shooting was something he had to learn in his previous life. It should be said that at that time, men would basically learn some riding and shooting skills.
Shen Junyue thought of the superb dart thrown by Shen Hao, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure. He rushed to the young man who had been following them and said, "Little brother, can you bring the bow and arrow to practice first?"
The young man rolled his eyeballs, and when he saw Shen Hao took out another piece of chocolate and handed it to him, he hurriedly looked for the back door.
The match had already begun, and the referee slammed the gong, and the ten archers standing side by side drew their bows one after another.
The organizer prepared ten arrows for each contestant on the field, and they had to shoot them within 5 minutes, and then read the target count, the closer to the red heart, the higher the score.
There are not many strict requirements for such a competition, which is mainly for entertainment purposes. The level of the contestants on the field varies greatly, and some of them can't even shoot the target accurately.
In the first group, the score of only one player was barely noticeable. All ten arrows hit the target, and one of them hit the red heart due to luck, which received warm applause and shouts from the audience.
When the second group was playing, the young man sneaked over with two bows and whispered, "These are the two bows I borrowed from the spare equipment. The two elder brothers can practice drawing the bows first. And the radian is very important, more is too much, less is not enough..."
The seats of Shen Hao and his son were a bit off, and the players around them were all staring at the arena, but no one noticed that there were two more players hugging each other temporarily.
The young man was young, but he knew a lot, and he spoke clearly and logically, and Shen Junyue praised him severely before closing his mouth shyly.
Soon it was the turn of the fifth group where the father and son belonged. The two looked at each other and saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes, and then walked onto the stage with their heads held high.
The Jida brothers were spectators on the outside at this time. When they saw the two of them on stage, they all shouted, and even pulled at the friends next to them: "Look, I brought the two uncles on the left."
Shen Junyue's appearance and temperament are very in line with the aesthetic standards on the grassland. As soon as he stands on the field, the other nine people are immediately outmatched, especially Shen Hao, who has a handsome scholarly face. Lord of strength.
Shen Hao could clearly feel the audience's cheers getting louder, needless to say, he knew that most of this was due to Shen Junyue's contribution.
After a piercing gong sound, Shen Hao drew the bow and arrow calmly, posing in an absolutely graceful posture, aimed at the wooden rake a hundred meters away, adjusted it to the head and shot the arrow.
Shen Junyue and he shot almost at the same time, and the eyes of the audience moved with the bow and arrow, and finally landed on the target.
"I've hit it, I've hit it..." Some spectators who were close to the target cheered immediately, and gave thumbs up to the Shen family and his son from a distance.
Of the other eight contestants, one of them broke his bow before even shooting an arrow, spat on the ground depressed, and left the field dejectedly.
Three more missed the target, and an arrow even flew towards the audience, scaring everyone half to death, and finally stuck in the ground narrowly. As for the remaining four, their results were only average.
Shen Hao turned his head and grinned at Shen Junyue, raised his eyebrows confidently, and continued to mount the bow and arrow.
Shen Junyue didn't show weakness either, he put a flying arrow between his two fingers on the bow, he pulled the bow and shot the arrow in one go.
Most of the eyes of the crowd focused on the two of them, and when they saw the bow and arrow stuck on the target, there was another scream.
A bow and arrow hitting the red heart can be interpreted as good luck, but hitting both is a matter of skill.
At this time, even the young man who brought the two of them to sign up stared with big eyes, speechless in surprise.
"Wow! You really are here to challenge!" The young man rolled his eyes a few times and ran towards the yurt beside him. He felt that it was necessary to tell his elder brother the news.
After all the ten bows and arrows were shot, Shen Hao shook his hands, and secretly said with emotion: I haven't touched this thing for too many years, and my skin has become much more tender. I only shot ten arrows, and blisters appeared on my fingers.
In the final result of this round, the father and son had the same points. Nine bows and arrows hit the red heart, and one bow and arrow landed on the edge of the red heart. The shooter scored six hearts.
The father and son came down from the arena, and the Jida brothers led a group of kids to catch up, looking up at the two masters with admiration.
Shen Hao patted Jida on the head, "Little Jida will practice hard in the future, and you will be very good."
"Well! When I grow up, I will be better than my uncle!" Jeddah vowed.
"Haha...have ambition!" Shen Junyue rewarded him with a hazelnut on the head.
The results of the next few groups of players were relatively better. There were a few sturdy young people who looked like masters at first glance, and their postures were more standard than Shen Junyue.
However, until the end of the competition, no one could surpass the Shen family's father and son. It's just that the two tied for first place gave the organizers a bit of a headache.
"Gentlemen, we only have one prize for this. How about an overtime game?"
Shen Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Junyue, it was up to him to decide.
"No need, we are a family, we don't need to be so clear." Shen Junyue refused without thinking.
He wanted to decide the outcome with Shen Hao, but considering that there are other events ahead, it would be more interesting to draw now.
"This is the best, then congratulations both of you."
The sun is getting hotter and hotter, and many tourists can't stand the heat and hide in places with fans, but a group of men who are not afraid of the heat are roaring excitedly around the wrestling venue.
Wrestling is different from traditional martial arts. Shen Junyue immediately gave up the project as soon as he saw two shirtless men in shorts embracing each other.
He himself doesn't mind playing shirtless with a man, but his son's flesh must not be seen by other men, let alone being hugged and touched by salty pig hands.
It was rare for Shen Hao to listen to Shen Junyue obediently. Wrestling is not a sport he is good at. This sport requires a lot of strength. In this alone, he is much weaker than those five big and three thick men.
Although they didn't participate in the competition, the two still watched the live broadcast from beginning to end, and Shen Junyue even had the idea of being the champion.
"I found that number one is very good, do you want to take it home?"
"Do you still lack strong people under your command?" With Shen Hao's eyesight, he could tell at a glance that the champion was not as good as Ji Wu.
"There is no shortage, but talents can't be missed." Shen Junyue stepped forward confidently, and stopped the champion who was wiping his sweat with a towel.
Shen Hao didn't follow, and stood there watching Shen Junyue say something with a smile on his lips, his expression was very similar to that of a human trafficker who abducted young children, and they were all hypocritical.
However, his skill was obviously not good enough, and after he said something, Shen Hao saw the man punching Shen Junyue with his fist.
Although he missed, Shen Hao still laughed for a while, until Shen Junyue came back with a sullen face and couldn't stop smiling.
"Haha...why did you piss people off instead of hooking up?"
"Damn, you have no quality! How dare you say that I have taken a fancy to his beauty! Fuck! Beauty! Does he have that thing?"
"Pfft..." Shen Hao laughed so hard that he bent down, and the uncontrollable laughter came out of his mouth, making the people around him stunned.
Shen Junyue picked him up and covered his lips with his hand, "You are happy to see me ashamed, aren't you?"
Shen Hao couldn't open his mouth, so he could only nod his head in a big arc, which made Shen Junyue's face darken with anger.
"His grandma, I have never encountered such a white-eyed guy since I was a child. He is even more powerful than Ji Wu. It's no wonder that I like his bear!"
Shen Hao doesn't speak but just laughs, there are not many opportunities to see Shen Junyue's jokes.
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