Chapter 62: No Nonsense

The scene that had just unfolded left everyone astonished.

Even though the Mongolian warhorse hadn't galloped, its mere act of kneeling before Liu Di was profoundly shocking.

If the warhorse had a spirit, it was one that only bowed to true heroes. 

Thus, the implication was clear.

A horse, meant to be ridden by heroes, bowing before Liu Di—could only mean one thing: Liu Di was of true imperial caliber!

Who was this man?

Claiming to be Liu Di, the "younger brother"?

Inexplicable!

The reactions varied among the crowd. 

In Yan Qingwen's mind, Liu Di's enigma deepened. She found herself lost in confusion and repeated the question to herself: Who exactly is Liu Di?

In Nan Ruoyi's eyes, everything made sense yet stirred deep excitement. 

A true master was indeed a master! Even the most astounding and inexplicable events were victorious whenever they involved him.

Evil spirits retreat, and heroes bow!

Meanwhile, Ouyang Fengyu, Lü Ziming, and Zhou Tiancheng were seething with anger. 

Liu Di had stolen the spotlight at the racecourse, leaving the three of them embarrassed. Not only had they failed to impress Miss Nan, but they had also made fools of themselves!

"Tiancheng, this Liu Di is incredibly uncanny!" 

Ouyang Fengyu gritted his teeth and whispered, "I must admit, he defeated me thoroughly in archery before! Are you confident you can beat him in shooting?"

"Archery?"

Zhou Tiancheng chuckled lowly, "My specialty is trap shooting with a shotgun, which involves shooting at fast-moving clay pigeons. It's entirely different from archery. Even if he's good at archery, what does it matter? This is a game for the elite; a poor kid like him probably hasn't even seen it!"

"Exactly. Tiancheng, I don't believe he's good at everything! You must regain our honor!"

Lü Ziming, rubbing his bruised backside, gritted his teeth.

"Alright."

Ouyang Fengyu's eyes glinted with cold light, "I'll find a way to provoke him, and then it'll be up to you to win!"

Everyone's thoughts were different as they made their way to the shooting range.

The Yan family estate, as expected, was a top-tier estate. It had an entire hectare of lawn dedicated to shooting practice!

Zhou Tiancheng took a deep breath, puffed out his chest, and said, "I have been learning shooting from my father since childhood. I've been hunting in the mountains since I was 13 and consider my marksmanship quite good!"

"As for trap shooting, with two throwers tossing clay pigeons in alternating sequences, and five shooting positions, I hit 70 out of 75 targets!"

"Heh, I'm only three hits short of the Olympic champion!"

Everyone marveled in admiration.

Yan Kaikai and Yan Xinxin whispered to each other, "These clay pigeons are thrown randomly by machines. It's only a few seconds to hit them, and it's really hard!"

"I once tried it secretly and couldn't hit a single one! I almost threw the gun in frustration!"

Zhou Tiancheng put on a deep, serious smile and looked at Liu Di, "I've heard Liu Di's archery skills are exceptional. I wonder how you fare with a shotgun?"

Ouyang Fengyu seized the opportunity to add, "Yes, Liu Di, with your talent, why don't you give it a try?"

*Ding… 12-gauge double-barrel shotgun proficiency fusion completed...*

*Ultimate loading skill fusion completed...*

*Olympic champion clay pigeon shooting subconscious fusion completed...*

*Cool gun pose fusion completed...*

"Hehe, Liu Di, have you missed me? I've been upgrading my sequence, so I took a short nap!"

"Devil child, I do think about you, but when will you grow up? I don't need the cool gun pose skill."

Liu Di shook his head helplessly.

"Oh, having no preparation is the worst. Everyone has a vanity! Bye, I'll continue upgrading and flirting…"

Alright.

Liu Di shrugged and walked slowly to the firearms, casually saying, "No need for all that nonsense. If you want to lose face, I'll oblige!"

"Haha, good!"

Zhou Tiancheng smirked arrogantly, "Here's what we'll do… We'll activate two throwers, and each of us will have 30 shots…"

"No need for nonsense!"

"I'll shoot first. You can spend the rest of your time feeling inferior!"

Liu Di said coolly, arranging the shotgun shells neatly on the table.

A total of 70 shells!

He then picked up the double-barreled shotgun, expertly tested the firing mechanism, adjusted the sight, and checked the trajectory!

Every movement was fluid and skilled—undeniably a seasoned expert!

Ouyang Fengyu felt an ominous premonition!

Damn it, this familiar feeling is back...

Zhou Tiancheng is going to be embarrassed!

Liu Di stood proudly and called out to the operator, "Turn on all four throwers, random positions, 70 pigeons, continuous throwing!"

"Haha, Liu Di, have you ever shot clay pigeons before?"

"You're using a double-barreled shotgun, not a machine gun! With your method, the pigeons will be flying everywhere, and you won't even have time to load. Don't expect to hit a single one!"

Zhou Tiancheng, who had been stunned by Liu Di's previous posture, now laughed heartily.

The operator, peeking from afar, asked loudly, "Mr. Liu, are you sure? I've never heard of such a method before!"

"Just do it!"

*Click!*

Liu Di loaded two shells with one hand, and the shotgun was ready!

Seeing Liu Di's determination, the resigned operator could only comply.

*Whoosh…*

*Whoosh…*

Four clay pigeons were thrown out simultaneously by the machines!

Liu Di's eyes were filled with sharp brilliance!

He aimed with incredible dominance!

Indeed, hitting four pigeons flying in just 4 to 5 seconds with a double-barreled shotgun—almost impossible!

But that was only true for ordinary people!

The Devil Child had already marked all the data for Liu Di: distance, wind speed, wind direction, the parabolic trajectory of the pigeons, and their fall prediction...

Every detail was under control!

Combined with top-notch shooting skills, what was impossible became possible!

Without hesitation!

*Bang! Bang!*

In an instant, Liu Di fired twice, hitting all targets!

He then opened the shotgun barrel and stomped his right foot!

Two shells on the wooden table flew up!

Liu Di deftly caught the shells, placing them into the barrel.

He then began the second round of shooting!

*Bang! Bang!*

Two more perfect hits!

What was most terrifying was that all this happened within one second!

Everyone was stunned!

Handsome!

Swift!

Accurate!

God-like shooting skills!

*Whoosh… Whoosh…*

The pigeons were thrown again.

Liu Di repeated the operation, fast as lightning!

Once again, he hit all targets!

Zhou Tiancheng's mouth hung open, unable to believe it, his jaw almost dislocated!

Forget about competing!

This guy isn't human!

Not far away, in the pavilion, three old men playing chess were also disturbed by the gunfire.

*Bang! Bang! Bang!*

The rapid firing made Heishan's expression freeze.

They're shooting clay pigeons?

This is the sound of a 12-gauge double-barrel shotgun!

What kind of person can shoot at this speed?

Has the reloading time been compressed to seconds?

Twice as fast as my top soldiers?

Nonsense.

I don't believe it!

Heishan turned, squinting his eyes, and looked into the distance!

In the distance, the tall figure in a white shirt was shooting at the clay pigeons with an almost invisible speed!

Damn it… as expected!

It really is that little freak!

Heishan's mouth twitched violently!

He suddenly turned, veins bulging on his forehead, and shouted excitedly, "Yan old man, even if I have to risk my life today, I'm going to win this chess game against you!"