There was no reason for Gao Yang to decline Jack's challenge, but he quickly added, "Okay, let's bet a year's worth of beer, but each person can only fire ten rounds."
The competition was set at a distance of thirteen hundred yards, which could only be done with long-range bullets. Gao Yang was concerned about his ammunition, which is why he proposed that each person could only fire ten rounds.
Jack agreed to Gao Yang's terms and laughed, "Alright, ten rounds each. Just a moment, I'll go get my gun."
Gao Yang thought Jack would use the same rifle as him for the competition, so he was surprised when he heard Jack say he was going to get a gun, "You have another gun that can match the precision of the Blade of Satan?"
Jack just shrugged and didn't answer Gao Yang's question, but quickly returned with a huge gun case in hand.
Upon seeing the gun case Jack brought, Gao Yang couldn't help but say with a wry expression, "Jack, you sly guy."