Approaching you at 30 meters per second

Chapter 61 Being strangled by fate (1)

In this round, Shen Tingzhou seemed to slowly regain his feeling, and finally got a score of 48 rings.

At the end of this round, Jinbei University's points caught up with Polytechnic University and became the number one school in this group again.

"But no, Yu Mian..." Yu Jiajia manually tallied the total points, "It should be safe to get first place in this group. But according to this competition system, I am a little worried..."

According to the current trend, by the end of their third game, they should be ranked fifth on the list.

But in the fourth group, there are two strong rivals, Hangzhou University and Agriculture and Forestry University.If they perform normally, Jinbei University may still be squeezed out of the top six and lose the qualification to participate in the finals.

This feeling of leaving your destiny in the hands of others is really uncomfortable.

Not only Yu Jiajia discovered it, but Qian Yun who was sitting below also discovered this problem immediately.He held his arms with his hands, stood up, and looked at the playing field solemnly.

As if feeling the low pressure around him, the members of the archery team put down their mobile phones one after another, sat upright and watched the game carefully, for fear that they would become a trigger or a punching bag in the next second.

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At the end of the third round, the Jinbei University archery team was temporarily ranked fifth with a score of 546 rings, and the Polytechnic University was ranked sixth with a score of 544 rings.

This result is not what they want.

The four people on the court looked at the results, shook hands with the teams from the other three universities expressionlessly, congratulated them, and after being forced to close the business, returned to their seats with some dejection.

"546, is this your level? You still want to challenge our brother Zhao? This so-called single enrollment is not that good!"

Faced with the sarcasm from members of the Aoki University archery team, everyone at Tsuhoku University rarely responded.

"Shen Tingzhou, come here."

As soon as they returned to the rest area, Shen Tingzhou was stopped by Qian Yun.Pei Pei on the side gave up his seat very knowingly, got up and went to the back row.

"You're not in the right state today."

Qian Yun uses declarative sentences.

"I do not have."

Shen Tingzhou shook his head. "That's just because you usually train indiscriminately."

Qian Yun's tone became stern.

"Uncle Qian, I usually..."

Hearing what Qian Yun said, Shen Tingzhou shouted out his private address in a hurry.

Except for occasionally taking Song Yumian to play with him, he always exceeded his training tasks at other times.

"Then tell me, why haven't you changed your bow shooting method? In the first round, your movements were standard, but what about your accuracy?"

Shen Tingzhou was speechless.

On the field, he did hesitate.

Although I have been working hard to change my way of exerting force, after all, I have been using the other method for more than ten years.

On the field, all kinds of uncertainties are mixed together. It is strange that the results are satisfactory.

Seeing that Shen Tingzhou was reflecting on himself, Qian Yun softened his tone:

"Zhouzhou, when I saw you shooting archery when you were a child, I knew you were a talented child."

"We are all proud of you when we see your outstanding performance. However, this does not mean that we are willing to see you retire due to injury just after you shine."

As he spoke, Qian Yun pressed Shen Tingzhou's right shoulder.

"If you don't change it, this muscle will only become stiffer and stiffer. The next step will be inflammation and strain."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Shen Tingzhou felt a slight pain coming from where Qian Yun was pressing his shoulder, and he couldn't help but frowned.

(End of this chapter)