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... ously and all land in the mouth of the pot, that counts as a win, an undoubtedly challenging feat. Pitch-pot and archery share similarities, yet archery is more demanding, as it also relies on arm strength.

Gu Chengyu casually shot six arrows afterward, achieving a total of seven arrows in, with one piercing the left ear. This result was not too poor, and for Gu Chengyu, so long as he wasn’t last, it was enough.

Because the last place comes with a penalty, which is a drink as pun ...

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