[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times":3,"chapter-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-108":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Fiercest Man in the End Times",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2319346,4536,"Chapter 108: The Hole-Shooting Cup Crossbow Tournament Ends Perfectly","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-108",108,"\u003Cp>“Who cares if Tan Sister covered or aimed—hitting the target is what matters!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly, don’t waste time on useless talk—we’ve got one point!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, yes, yes, you’ve got one point, why get so worked up…?” Zhang Su calmed the emotionally charged female members, then turned to Zhao Xue and said, “Xue, your turn—go for it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xue took the crossbow, strained her arm, furrowed her brows, and winced—her wound ached. She shook her head. “Brother Su, I won’t embarrass myself—I can’t even lift this thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s covered in cuts—some haven’t even scabbed over…” Zheng Xinyu whispered to Zhang Su’s ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su nodded slightly. “Xue is injured and can’t muster strength—let Teacher Yu go first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t either—I’m just as weak in the arms as she is, maybe even weaker…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Qing’s condition was actually better than Zhao Xue’s, but lifting a ten-pound crossbow was still a struggle—her hands trembled too much for any effective shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My daughter is frail and has been unwell lately—she simply lacks the strength. I’ll make sure she trains harder going forward, so she doesn’t trouble everyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen quickly explained for his daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone understood—it was a schoolteacher, teaching academic subjects, with little chance for exercise. Since the disaster, she’d mostly been sick, plus going three days with only two meals—her poor stamina was only natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the parties themselves had no objections, Zhang Su said, “Since both women’s team members withdraw, it’s now one-all. Old Tan, Teacher Yu—you two proceed to the playoff.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Yu Wen and Tan Huajun had no objections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Yu Wen went first—he loaded the bolt, focused his aim, and pulled the trigger…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bolt struck just beside the air conditioning vent, kicking up dust that drifted into the hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh no…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So close!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen handed the crossbow to Tan Huajun with a hint of regret. “Ah, didn’t shout the chant—missed by a hair, lost by a mile. Tan Lady, good luck…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tan Sister, go for it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s witness Technician Tan’s miracle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe, ladies on the attack—go get ‘em!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Huajun chuckled, looking at her expectant sisters. “If I lose and you don’t get sweet potato strips, don’t blame me…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No blame, of course not—go for it, you’ll nail it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several women cheered Tan Huajun on. In combat strength, women had always been overshadowed by men—this was the first time they saw a real chance at victory, and they felt proud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Huajun loaded a bolt, calmed her mind, took aim—still that same half-hearted, seemingly careless posture—and gently squeezed the trigger with her plump fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh—woosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bolt pierced the air conditioning vent again, dead-center, straight into the barber shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The men fell silent, exchanging glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The women cheered quietly, elated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At fifty meters, a hole the size of a tennis ball—hitting it twice in a row couldn’t be luck. If someone had stood there, their head would’ve been gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… haha, I got lucky again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tan Huajun raised the crossbow happily, beaming with joy—humble as ever, still convinced she’d just been lucky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t compete—I truly can’t. Haha, congratulations, Tan Lady!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen was the first to congratulate Tan Huajun. He didn’t really care who got the crossbow—getting it was fine, not getting it was even better. A stronger competitor meant good news for the whole team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well… no sweet potato strips now…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dechu shrugged at Lu Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su waved his hand. “Alright—the first-ever Hole-Shooting Cup Crossbow Tournament is concluded. The women’s team wins. Individual champion: Tan Huajun. Prize: one crossbow for Tan Lady!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of name is that? So gross…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, feels kinda unserious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not kinda—totally unserious! Brother Su, change the name—get rid of this stupid name!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several women voiced their displeasure over “Hole-Shooting Cup.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su spoke sternly. “Those with impure minds see dirt in everything. I warn you all—keep your thoughts positive and bright. That’s all. Come on, distribute prizes, then head to Yihe Auto Shop!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the apocalypse, a survivor group as cheerful and laughing as Zhang Su’s was a rare sight—unlike the farmers’ market, where only angry roars echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s that bastard Duan Wu? Dammit, why’d he run off?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Xiao cheng stormed through the farmers’ market searching for Duan Wu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother, we’ve checked every shop—no sign of Duan Wu. He must’ve climbed the wall and escaped!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several subordinates gathered around Liang Xiao cheng, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fled to avoid punishment—definitely fled to avoid punishment! That bastard didn’t tell the truth yesterday! Dammit, dammit, damn it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Xiao cheng kicked violently against a shop door—bang, bang, bang—the sound echoed endlessly through the empty market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four subordinates stood by, not daring to utter a word, waiting silently. Some even considered leaving themselves—following such an unpredictable boss offered no future, only possible death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the apocalypse, even the strongest fighter can’t survive without brains. People without brains are terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was counting on him to identify my brother’s killer—now… wait, if he ran, could he have been the one who killed my brother?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Xiao cheng stared at them with dark eyes, posing the haunting question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Duan Wu does seem suspicious, but honestly, Big Brother—he couldn’t have done it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, I’d say three Duan Wus couldn’t beat Big Cheng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be… that Big Brother and Xiao Geng aren’t dead? Maybe Duan Wu stole the car to run off with supplies?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bullshit!” Liang Xiao cheng immediately rejected the theory. “He’s not stupid—if that were true, why come back at all?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one understood why Duan Wu had fled secretly. With Liang Xiao cheng still furious, no one dared speak up—better to avoid trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After wandering the farmers’ market awhile, Liang Xiao cheng’s anger cooled slightly. “Pack up. We’re leaving. Without Duan Wu, I’ll still find my brother’s killer!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? How are we going to investigate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone was nervous—deep down, they didn’t want to follow Liang Xiao cheng into danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First, get guns at Yihe Auto Shop. Then, head to the gas station at Phoenix International Community. I want to see what’s going on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liang Xiao cheng gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others breathed easier at the mention of guns—it sounded plausible. But then they remembered Duan Wu’s claim that Yihe Auto Shop was swarming with zombies—and their hearts sank again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1046,"2026-06-20T15:15:14.526Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","737514e5fc4ecd9f05b1d6888d43a2af20ea11e26fa40ce466abbd4e8b44ad71","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-109","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-107",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]