Following that, the results of the others came out one after another.
They were the cream of the crop among the martial artists. The worst one had only hit seven points once. Most of them were at eight or nine points, which was considered quite good.
However, almost everyone was waiting for Ye Lingchen's results. After all, the impression Ye Lingchen had given them was too great. Finally, at the end —
"Ye Lingchen, one three points, three two points, five one point, and one missed the target. Overall score is 14 points."
"F * ck! How f * cking biased could it be? "
"Are you serious? Is this kid pretending to be weak again? "
"Look, that kid is walking towards the instructor again!"
Lin Ao and Fang Hong looked at Ye Lingchen with a strange expression on their faces.
"Brother Ye, you … you're not asking me to teach you again, are you?"
Lin Ao asked tentatively.
"That's right. Please teach me how to shoot, Brother Lin." Ye Lingchen nodded.
Lin Ao felt his heart trembling. Truth be told, he did not dare to teach Ye Lingchen.
"To shoot, the first thing you need to do is learn how to hold the gun. This is a rifle. Use your arm as the butt and hold it firmly with both hands. The key to aiming is to focus. When shooting, your hands must be even tighter and not be affected by the recoil …"
'Received guidance from Lin Ao, shooting proficiency + 1.'
'Received guidance from Lin Ao, shooting proficiency + 1.'
'Received guidance from Lin Ao, shooting proficiency + 1.'
…
This time, the proficiency only increased to 50%. Ye Lingchen felt that it had something to do with the gun.
After all, Lin Ao only taught him how to shoot a rifle.
However, that much should be enough.
Five minutes later, Ye Lingchen nodded, then turned around and continued walking towards the shooting range.
"You learned it again?" Lin Ao could not help but ask.
Everyone else's gaze fell on Ye Lingchen as well, their hearts pounding.
"I guess so," Ye Lingchen said casually, "I'm going to give it a try."
"I don't believe you can learn how to shoot so quickly!"
Wu Yue shouted. Ye Lingchen's performance had pushed his worldview to the brink of collapse. He had to defend what was left of his worldview.
"Instructor Fang, please let me compete with Ye Lingchen in shooting!"
"You still want to compete with me?" Ye Lingchen was surprised.
However, Wu Yue's face was solemn. "Compete! We must compete! "
The two of them arrived at the shooting range at the same time. At this moment, the entire world was silent. Everyone, including Fang Hong, stared nervously at the shooting range, not even daring to breathe.
"Who do you think will win this time?"
"Logically speaking, it should be Wu Yue, but I keep feeling that the kid is pretending to be weak, just like before."
"I also have the same feeling. That kid is very strange!"
…
"Lin Ao, what do you think?"
On the viewing platform, Fang Hong could not help but ask.
Lin Ao pondered for a moment and shook his head.
"The reason why Brother Ye was able to improve so quickly in his obstacle course might have something to do with his ability to fight. After all, he's a martial arts practitioner and has a natural advantage in terms of physical fitness. However, shooting is very different from martial arts. This time, his improvement shouldn't be that great."
Fang Hong nodded as well. "He doesn't usually come into contact with guns. He's a complete newbie with no foundation and no advantage. Therefore, this time, there's basically no suspense."
Shooting may seem simple, but there were too many things to master, especially the details that required the accumulation of daily experience. It was not something that could be accomplished in a few words or overnight.
Bang bang bang!
At that moment, the gunshots were fired …
Ye Lingchen did not move. It was Wu Yue who fired first.
This time, Wu Yue's eyes did not even blink. He adjusted his mental state to its peak. This was a battle of honor!
He was the man who wanted to be the king of martial artists!
He could not lose, and he would not lose!
After every shot, he would take a deep breath, striving to calm his mind and achieve 100% accuracy.
Wu Yue was not in a hurry, firing one shot after another.
"Wu Yue is indeed a good candidate to be a martial artist." Fang Hong nodded in satisfaction. In the team he led, he was most satisfied with Wu Yue!
That guy's physique was naturally good, and he had a high level of understanding. Every time he received some guidance, there would be obvious improvements. Most importantly, he had the heart to be the king of martial artists!
When talent and diligence were combined, it was definitely a terrifying thing.
"Ye Lingchen dealt a huge blow to him, triggering his competitive spirit. I hope that after he wins this shooting match, he can readjust his mentality," Fang Hong continued.
Lin Ao did not say anything. He had a feeling that the script might deviate from Fang Hong's expectations.
Finally, the shooting ended.
Wu Yue let out a long sigh, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and stared at the screen.
The others held their breaths, waiting for the results.
"Wu Yue, 8 10-points, 2 9-points. Overall score 98 points."
Wow!
In an instant, everyone was shocked, followed by an explosion of exclamation.
"Amazing, this is too amazing! This is definitely worthy of the title of sharpshooter! "
"As expected of Wu Yue. He's got the best score in history!"
"This is what they call no pressure, no motivation. A serious Wu Yue is terrifying!"
…
Fang Hong and Lin Ao nodded. Such a result was enough to enter the Warrior's Department's four special training camps.
"Kid, admit defeat!" Wu Yue's heart was finally relieved. He was in high spirits and looked at Ye Lingchen with a smile.
He felt that he had redeemed himself.
"It's my turn."
Ye Lingchen did not say anything, but wiped the rifle in his hand.
'Heh, stubborn!
Let's see how you turn the tables! '
In the face of such an outstanding result, no one was optimistic about Ye Lingchen.
He raised his gun and took aim!
Bang bang bang!
Ten consecutive shots. There was not a single pause in between, and they were all fired continuously.
"He's crazy. Every shot has a recoil. He didn't stop in between, so it's impossible to aim properly for the next few shots!"
"No matter who it is, after firing, they would need to pause for at least half a second to adjust. He's so casual. Is he joking?"
"I think he's given up. After all, Wu Yue's result is impossible to surpass!"
Fang Hong also shook his head with a sigh. Shooting so casually was an insult to a martial artist. Ye Lingchen's temperament was still lacking.
However, when he glanced at the result screen, his entire body collapsed. His pupils widened to the point that his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.
The others were also shocked, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
"Ye Lingchen, 9 10-points, 1 9-point. Overall score 99 points."
"F … F * ck!"
Wu Yue's mouth was trembling. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was beginning to doubt his life.
However, Ye Lingchen frowned slightly. He touched the rifle in his hand and looked it up and down, seemingly dissatisfied with his results.
Finally, his gaze fell on the crosshair of the rifle.
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