Chapter 55

The young scarred hunter moved.

With a flick of his hand.

He raised his hunting rifle, about to aim at the rabbit.

"Stop!"

The old hunter leading the team sighed and pushed down the scarred one's hunting rifle.

"Why?"

The scarred one was very unconvinced.

He was shooting a rabbit, not scolding Wan Ping'an, why wouldn't the old hunter allow it?

"It's because you were too slow!"

"The rabbit has already been shot by him!"

The old hunter sighed.

He saw it very clearly.

When the scarred one raised the hunting rifle, before he could even aim, Wan Ping'an had already calmly drawn his bow and shot, shooting two arrows at once.

It was shockingly fast!

If his attention hadn't been locked on Wan Ping'an the whole time, it would have been impossible to discover that Wan Ping'an had already shot the arrows.

"How is that possible?"

"My gun is definitely faster than his bow, how could it be slower?"

The scarred one found it hard to believe.

After the old hunter pushed down his hunting rifle, he also turned his head to look at Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an held the longbow, appearing as if he hadn't moved at all.

The string of the longbow was indeed trembling slightly.

The scarred hunter thought it was blown by the mountain wind, didn't take it to heart, and didn't think much of it.

"Young man, can we see your prey?"

The old hunter was afraid of causing a misunderstanding with Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an nodded.

The eight people approached the rabbit at the same time.

They got close.

The old hunter and his team all gasped.

The rabbit was truly Wan Ping'an's!

Two arrows, one shot to the left of the rabbit, one shot to the right of the rabbit, inserted into the ground in parallel, with only a tiny gap in between.

The rabbit's neck was caught in the gap.

Not a single hair on the rabbit was harmed, but it couldn't run away; it had been captured alive by Wan Ping'an.

Capturing it alive with two arrows, the difficulty was off the charts!

The rabbit struggled hard but to no avail; the two arrows inserted into the ground were deeply embedded, firmly fixed, and tightly pinning its neck.

Such brilliant archery, let alone having seen it, they hadn't even heard of it.

What panicked them even more was Wan Ping'an's speed in shooting the arrows.

The scarred hunter's speed in firing was the fastest among them, but just as the scarred one raised the hunting rifle, Wan Ping'an's arrows had already been shot.

None of them had noticed how Wan Ping'an shot the arrows.

They secretly rejoiced that they hadn't clashed with Wan Ping'an just now.

Otherwise.

They wouldn't have had a chance at all.

Probably before they could even raise their guns, Wan Ping'an's arrows would have arrived.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the scarred one's head.

Fortunately, the rabbit appeared in time, so he didn't have time to agree to the bet and compete with Wan Ping'an.

Otherwise, the outcome would have been decided, and life or death would have been decided.

The one who died would definitely have been him!

With Wan Ping'an's archery, the outcome of the competition was without suspense!

"Truly good archery!"