After some discussion, both me and Garen agreed to increase the difficulty of their competition. A moving target was hardly an obstacle for the both of them.
In the end, the moving targets were replaced with clay pigeons. Clay pigeons were fired continuously from the clay pigeon traps twenty meters away. The student who hit the most would be declared the winner.
After setting up, me and Garen started another round of competition. Both of them had one minute each. Whoever could hit the most within a minute would win.
Garen lifted his eyebrow and asked while sneering, "Alex, do you dare bet with me?" I gave Garen a side glance, "Oh? What are we betting?" Garen spoke grimly, as if confirming his win, "The loser will crawl between the legs of the winner and has to shout "I am an i***t", thr
