If one can win first place in the competition, it would be a great thing with both fame and fortune, so everyone's enthusiasm for practicing archery is naturally high.
This can be seen from the intense atmosphere of the competition.
"Shi Ping, two hundred meters, ten rings."
"Wow, Shi Ping's archery is this strong too?"
"Nonsense, our archery instructor Shi Qing is his father, after all."
"He's also made it to Class A, and there are already nine people in Class A, with only half the participants finished. It seems those in Class B can't make it into the top ten."
"Definitely, the number of people making it to Class A will surely exceed ten."
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"How are the rules of this competition designed?"
Seeing Shi Ping also participate in the competition and arouse a burst of amazement with his results, Xia Hong was curious about the rules of the competition, so he turned his head to ask Xia Chuan.
Since Xia Chuan designed the competition, he knew it well and said:
