Ye Huchen said in a deep voice: "Our country, China, does have hidden dragons and crouching tigers. The masters of the Ye family cannot represent the entire country of China."
After speaking, he glanced at the stands: "Those who came to watch the game are all fans of this event. I believe there are also masters of this sport. I, Ye Huchen, am here to announce that whoever can defeat Park Dayong, I owe him a favor."
As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly felt like a pot was exploding.
As one of the five major ancient martial arts families in Beidu, how many things cannot the Ye family do?
The opportunity to make the head of the Ye family owe favors does not come at any time.
The weight of this favor is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Everyone was whispering to each other, and many people had fanatical looks in their eyes, but Park Dayong's results were so good that everyone was helpless.
At this time, a sneer sounded from not far behind Chu Tianshu: "Aren't you awesome?
Isn’t he a god in marksmanship?
Why don’t you go up and compete with the Han people?”
The sound was so loud that everyone's attention was immediately drawn to it.
Without looking back, Chu Tianshu could recognize that it was Wu Fan who had just competed with him in marksmanship.
Ye Huchen also paid attention and asked in a deep voice: "Who is the marksman you are talking about?"
Wu Fan pointed at Chu Tianshu and said, "We just competed at the outdoor shooting range. How is his shooting skills? Mr. Ye can ask the staff present at the time."
"Can't you afford to lose?"
Liu Ruyan looked at Wu Fan angrily, "I look down on you."
Wu Fan shrugged: "If you let him win glory for the country, how can he become a sore loser?"
Liu Ruyan said to Chu Tianshu: "I'm sorry, it's all the trouble I brought to you."
Qiao Shiyuan said: "It has nothing to do with you, Miss Liu doesn't have to blame herself."
Liu Ruyan sighed: "If you win, you will be hated by the Han people. If you lose, you will become a laughing stock. Wu Fan is such a bastard."
Qiao Shiyuan said: "Then we don't have to compete."
"No comparison?"
Liu Ruyan looked at Ye Huchen, "I'm afraid Mr. Ye will be unhappy because of his fiery temper..."
"Compare, why not compare?
A free favor."
Chu Tianshu said with a smile: "I have offended a lot of people in Beidu recently, so it would be nice to make the old man of the Ye family owe me a favor."
Ye Huchen looked in the direction of Chu Tianshu: "Young man, are you willing to bring glory to the country?"
"It is natural and unavoidable."
Chu Tianshu came out of the crowd and said, "How can we, in our vast Chinese state, allow people from the Han country to show off their power here?"
Everyone in the field cheered in unison.
Ye Huchen slapped the armrest of the sofa heavily: "Have ambition!"
Wu Fan curled his lips and said: "You are a pretentious person. If you lose in a while, you will be cast aside by everyone."
At this time, someone came forward, leaned over and said something in Ye Huchen's ear.
Ye Huchen's eyes suddenly became profound: "Are you Chu Tianshu?"
Chu Tianshu remained calm and calm: "Yes."
Ye Huchen said: "As long as you can defeat the Han people, Shengtian and Shaofeng's accounts will be wiped off, and no one from the Ye family will cause trouble for you in the future."
Chu Tianshu touched his nose and asked: "What about the promised favor?
It won’t be offset, right?”
"Interesting young man."
Ye Huchen laughed, "As long as you can knock down the arrogance of the Han people, the favor will still be there."
"The old man is happy."
Chu Tianshu strode towards the firearms stand.
Park Dayong looked at Chu Tianshu disdainfully and sneered: "You want to beat me?
Just wait for the next life."
Chu Tianshu said: "Don't say things too early, otherwise you will get choked."
As he spoke, he grabbed two shiny silver Desert Eagles from the table, clicked the bolts to check the guns, and put a few magazines on his waist.
Chu has always had a fascination with the Desert Eagle.
The corner of Ye Shaoliu's mouth twitched twice and he couldn't help but said: "Are you kidding me?"
The recoil of the Desert Eagle is incredible, and ordinary people cannot control it at all.
What's more, Chu is still holding a gun with both hands, so the difficulty will undoubtedly increase exponentially.
The most important thing is that the Desert Eagle's ammunition capacity is only seven rounds. The CQB competition is a race against time. How much time is wasted changing the magazine?
Previously, Ye Shaoliu and Park Dayong used assault rifles with large ammunition capacities and fast firing rates.
Chu Tianshu smiled faintly and said nothing.
Wu Fan snorted coldly: "Boy, it depends on the occasion when installing the fork, right?"
Chu Tianshu glanced at Wu Fan: "Today I will let you know what a frog in a well is."
Most of the people in the stands are CQB enthusiasts and they all know the business.
Seeing Chu Tianshu choose two Desert Eagles, they all shouted at Chu Tianshu.
"Are you overdoing it?"
"This is not the way to stand out."
"Boy, choose a gun carefully and don't act recklessly."
Chu Tianshu ignored it and walked straight to the edge of the high platform to signal to the staff in charge of timing.
The staff subconsciously looked at Ye Huchen.
Ye Huchen looked at Chu Tianshu meaningfully and nodded lightly.
"Beep", the timer sounds.
Chu Tianshu jumped directly from the high platform.
It is more than six meters high, which is nothing to martial arts masters, but to ordinary people, it is enough to surprise them, and many people exclaimed.
As he jumped down, the pair of desert eagles in Chu Tianshu's hands burst out with bright tongues of fire.
"Boom, boom, boom", Chu Tianshu knocked over all the moving targets that were turned up first.
When he was about to land, Chu Tianshu pushed his feet on the wall behind him to gain strength, and he rushed forward.
The distance was nearly ten meters, and all the targets along the way were knocked over without exception.
After turning over and landing, Chu Tianshu rushed forward quickly with a gun.
Those obstacles did not have any impact on him, it was as if he was walking on flat ground.
One magazine was empty. Chu Tianshu pulled out the empty magazine. With a flick of the pistol from his waist, a new magazine was loaded. He was so fast that many people didn't even see his movements clearly.
Everyone in the stands was shocked. Only then did they realize that they were not just pretending, but that they really had the ability.
Wu Fan's face became ugly.
The expressions of those from the Han country became solemn.
Ye Shaoliu cheered loudly.
Before many people could react, Chu Tianshu had already rushed to the finish line.
He put his guns back into his waist, jumped up, and jumped lightly onto the high platform.
Ye Huchen looked at Chu Tianshu with a smile on his face, his eyes full of appreciation.
The staff member responsible for reporting the target said excitedly: "It took one minute and thirty seconds to hit the target thirty times, and the gun hit the center of the eyebrow."
"We won...we won..."
The stadium suddenly erupted into loud cheers.
Everyone had proud expressions on their faces.
Many people shouted at those Han people: "You Han people are not good at it...it's so disappointing..."
The faces of those Han people were as black as the bottom of a pot.
Park Dayong stared at Chu Tianshu with cold eyes.
Chu Tianshu sneered: "Don't accept it?
Do you want to compete with you again in boxing and kicking?"