What do you mean I'm a ghost story?

Chapter 13 Arrogant at first and respectful at the end

“I just observed you, and your accuracy is truly unparalleled. Simply comparing who can apply the most doesn’t seem very challenging.”

Hearing Xia Qing agree, the short-haired girl was also very happy and said, "How about this, we'll still see who has more, but we can interfere with each other, okay?"

It's clear that she's very confident in this regard.

This piqued Xia Qing's interest.

If this world has supernatural powers, and I have also mastered something like the Money Dart Technique, which is similar to martial arts, then why can't others also master it?
Could this person be a martial arts master?

Or the old men who were making a fuss about the Tang Clan of Sichuan, the family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, etc.

"can."

Xia Qing perked up, became serious, and agreed to the short-haired girl's suggestion.

In fact, this was exactly what he wanted.

—Since we can disrupt the competition, we don't need to worry about the other side taking away a few of our geese.

As a penniless man desperately needing to make money, his thinking was incredibly simple and unpretentious.

"Then let's get started."

The short-haired girl nodded.

"Hey, you two..."

The bald shopkeeper was furious when he saw the two of them making a bet as if no one else was around, as if they already considered the goods on his stall as theirs for the taking. He wanted to speak up.

But the next moment he snapped to shut his mouth.

Whoosh!
A plastic ring that was clearly not suitable for throwing was thrown with a whooshing sound by the short-haired girl.

Putting aside its destructive power, the force alone is definitely not small.

One slap would probably send him spinning twice.

"interesting."

Xia Qing's eyes lit up when she saw it.

Judging from the short-haired girl's technique, it shouldn't be a truly systematic 'hidden weapon martial art' like the Money Dart Technique.

It's just a routine throwing technique honed through long-term practice.

But in terms of sheer strength and lethality, it's really not bad.

If some sharp or hard tools are used, they can still be quite lethal to ordinary people.

This was the first time he had encountered such an extraordinary person.

Therefore, for a moment I really did feel a competitive spirit.

Without further ado, he took a ring toss and threw it out casually.

call out!
Since the goal is to compete with and disrupt the opponent, we can't just give up weakly like before.

The plastic ring that Xia Qing released from her hand produced a sharp whistling sound, like the tip of a whip.

With ease, he struck first and knocked the red ring off the short-haired girl who was supposed to be precisely looped around the neck of a goose.

It was as if it had used up all its kinetic energy in the collision, and after a very brief moment of being suspended in the air, it landed right on the goose's neck.

The power and the accuracy were simply exquisite.

"it is good!"

The onlookers were generous with their cheers and applause.

A contest between two people is clearly more interesting than a solo performance.

Moreover, Xia Qing's previous throws were simply accurate, without much force, and looked rather weak.

But then the whooshing sound of the two throwing rings was like something out of a martial arts movie.

"You go first this time."

The short-haired girl lost her first battle, but she wasn't discouraged. She still looked like she was determined to win, and simply let Xia Qing go first.

Once something is thrown out, it can no longer be controlled, so it's clear that intervening later has the advantage.

Xia Qing didn't waste any words. Ignoring the bald boss's murderous, bluish-purple expression, she casually tossed out another red plastic ring.

Whoosh!
The red circle that shot out of his hand arrived on the top of the goose's head in the blink of an eye, accompanied by a sharp whistle.

Before the short-haired girl could intervene, the ring had already firmly secured the goose's neck, even causing it to tumble headfirst off the plastic stool it was holding up.

"Come again!"

The short-haired girl, who was frozen in place with the ring in her hand, gritted her teeth and spoke again.

Whoosh!
Xia Qing didn't say anything after hearing this, and raised his hand to throw out another ring. His throwing technique was actually very sophisticated.

The initial speed upon release is extremely high, almost accompanied by a loud bang.

But this was done with a clever trick.

Upon reaching the target point, its speed decreases dramatically.

Instead, it resembles a boomerang, with the circle spinning rapidly at the target location and hovering for a very short time, even showing a slight arc as it moves back.

This time, the short-haired girl seized the opportunity and hit the green ring that Xia Qing threw with a blue ring.

However, like two spinning tops colliding, the blue circle not only failed to break through the green circle, but was instead bounced away.

Xia Qing's green ring, taking advantage of this force, finally stopped its momentum and landed steadily on a goose's neck.

"Come again!"

Seeing this exaggerated scene, the short-haired girl, who understood the intricacies of the situation, was completely speechless. After a moment, she gritted her teeth and decided to continue.

Xia Qing remained silent, simply continuing to throw the rings.

They collected the geese one by one.

The final result was also a foregone conclusion.

N to zero, a complete victory!
"Wow, I'm completely impressed. How long have you been practicing, master?"

Finally, the short-haired girl was completely convinced.

"Yeah, you're really good too. I've been practicing for a long time."

Xia Qing was generous with her smiles and compliments.

Everyone carries a beautiful sedan chair.

In truth, whether considering the titanium card set or personal relationships, he didn't want to do something so unseemly as to shut out his opponent.

But a goose costs two hundred yuan!
I can give face.

Money!
"Hehe, my name is Chen Nuonuo, nice to meet you."

The short-haired girl showed no shame or annoyance at losing and confidently extended her hand.

"Xia Qing".

Xia Qing reached out and shook it, then used her other hand to pick up the box of titanium playing cards and held it up in front of her: "Then this..."

"Of course it's yours. It's a bet we agreed on, and I'm not someone who can't afford to lose."

Chen Nuonuo waved her hand casually and readily.

"Then I won't be polite."

Xia Qing smiled.

He was just being polite.

"By the way, I heard from my grandfather that there is a master here who can pierce through a tree trunk as thick as a bowl with a dart. He told me it as if it were a real story."

Chen Nuonuo slapped her forehead: "I didn't believe it at first, but now I'm starting to believe it. Is what my grandpa said true? Can you really penetrate a tree trunk?"

"Trust science."

Xia Qing said seriously, "Since you play darts yourself, you should know that even a small-caliber pistol might not be able to penetrate a tree trunk, let alone a dart."

"Right."

Chen Nuonuo nodded in agreement and believed her.

It wasn't that I trusted Xia Qing, but rather that I believed in my own understanding.

It's easy to injure someone with a sharp object, but even ordinary police firearms can't penetrate a tree trunk.

"Master, I have to go now. Let's exchange contact information. Let's hang out sometime sometime. We have a little group of people who do these things together."

Chen Nuonuo took the initiative to ask for his contact information again.

Xia Qing did not refuse.

This titanium alloy is not easy to obtain, and processing it is even more difficult. Perhaps I can contact them in the future to help me customize some things.

After exchanging contact information, Xia Qing smiled and looked at the bald boss after Chen Nuonuo left in a hurry.

"This time... also cash? Let's say, based on the market price, two hundred each, is that alright?"

The bald boss was completely speechless this time, forcing a smile and cautiously probing for answers.

(End of this chapter)