When Nara Lu Yi was shocked in his heart, he didn't look back. Immediately afterwards, three miseries fell on the target. Then, under Nara Lu Yi's jaw-dropping gaze, three more pains fell on the target.
He stared at Ye Han, as if he didn't need to aim, he quickly and decisively completed the nine pains. To Nara Lu Yi's great shock, Ye Han drew a circle around the center of the target in front of the Nine Hands of Misery. The distance between the nine pains is almost the same.
How about it, Lu Yi, where do you think my last pain will fall? Before Nara Lu Yi recovered from the shock, Ye Han's triumphant voice reached his ears.
Bullseye! Naturally, these two words appeared in Nara Lu Yi's heart. Before he had time to say it, Ye Han's last words flew out of his hand and went straight to the bull's-eye.
Ye Han's final target fell on the target, but he seemed to have lost a little strength. He stopped at the bullseye and fell.
Seeing this scene, Nara Lu Yi was deeply shocked by Ye Han's bitter throw, couldn't help laughing secretly, and disappeared suddenly.
"How embarrassing!" Ye Han murmured deliberately, and then said loudly: "Hey, Lu Yi, I won nine games, you only have eight. Did I win?"
This is of course Ye Han's intention. If Nara's suppression of Lu Yi is too miserable, it will undoubtedly make him unhappy and not conducive to the future.
After witnessing Ye Han's unbelievable pain, Nara Lu Yi certainly knew the gap between the two, and said distressedly: "You win, I admit defeat!"
"Haha, that's right, I'm fine!" Ye Han said triumphantly, pretending to be a child.
While eating snacks, the moral man who watched the two men compete in the autumn saw Ye Han throwing misery and almost stuffed potato chips up his nose, so he couldn't help asking curiously: " Ye Han, why did you throw so much suffering, how did you practice?"
"Do you want to learn? I'll teach you!" Ye Han said calmly when he heard about Star Master's appearance.
"Really? Hahaha, that's great," Qiu Yidao said with a smile, "Ye Han, I invite you to eat my favorite potato chips. You must teach me!"
"Haha, no problem," Ye Han said with a smile, taking the unopened potato chips handed over by Qiu Yidao unceremoniously.
Qiu Yidao watched Ye Han start to eat his potato chips, and said depressedly, "My bad throwing is the worst in our class. I'm really worried to death!"
Ye Han looked at Qiu Yidao amusedly, his eyes and nose were wrinkled. He didn't know whether he was worried about his pain, or the potato chips that Ye Han would eat soon.
He smiled and returned some of the potato chips he had eaten. Ye Han said briskly, "Upright man, I'll give you the rest. The taste is very good, I like it very much."
Qiu Yidao was surprised to see the potato chips back in his hand, and asked with some trepidation: "Ye Han, if you return the potato chips to me, why don't you teach me not to throw them?"
"Of course, you give me your favorite potato chips. I'll teach you how to throw them effortlessly. Good friends just want to share with each other!" Ye Han said seriously.
"Hahaha, thank you, Ye Han, you will be my best friend in the future," Qiu Yidao said, hugging Ye Han with a smile, and smearing Ye Han with oil.
After successfully dealing with the unconvincing Nara Lu Yi, Ye Han has two more followers. Whenever the two children were free, they went to the flower shop in the mountains to learn from Ye Han, which also gave Ye Han the goal of actual combat exercises. Their boxing and sword skills improved faster after actual combat. (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com