In an instant, Demon Yan, who was a veteran who had gone through life and death situations in the past, sensed a familiar and thick killing intent.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
The sound of the submachine gun firing was like a thunderclap that ravaged everyone's eardrums.
But the storm left as quickly as it came. When the students looked over with dumbfounded expressions, the gunshots had already stopped.
Meng Chao skillfully removed the clip and opened the magazine so that the invigilator, who was also a little dumbfounded, could take a look.
His score did not appear on the screen even after a long time had passed.
He did not care. He moved his fingers and turned around to leave the field.
"Meng Chao, how was it?"
The students quickly surrounded him.
"Very good."
Meng Chao thought about it. "As long as it's within my abilities, I'm invincible."
The students were speechless.
If he was nervous and had a mental breakdown, so be it. Why was he still being so stubborn?!
Zuo Haoran shook his head in disdain, as if he was scolding himself. 'Why should I bother with a braggart?'
At that moment, Meng Chao's score arrived.
"Class 6's Meng Chao scored 588 points in the gun test. Total score: 1,434 points. For the time being, he is ranked eighth in the university!"
The huge indoor shooting range instantly fell silent.
Even the gunshots from the testing room next door became a little muffled.
It was as if the air was incredibly sticky, and sound, oxygen, and everyone's thoughts were stuck to it.
"588 points? Zuo Haoran scored 515 points just now, right? "
"Meng Chao's score in the gun test is 73 points higher than Zuo Haoran's, and he instantly closed the gap between his speed and strength. His total score is more than twenty points higher than Zuo Haoran's?"
"How is that possible? He clearly missed a lot of targets, and he even used a submachine gun to hit a moving target. How did he get such a high score? Did he make a mistake? "
Everyone looked at each other at a loss. It seemed that they had made a mistake.
Zuo Haoran was even more shocked. "Did they mix up my score with Meng Chao's?"
The invigilator frowned and brought out Meng Chao's targets.
There were no problems at the front.
Then, there was the last golden target.
Zuo Haoran's golden target was clean. There was not even a needle mark on it.
Meng Chao's golden target was covered in a total of thirteen bullet holes. Six of them were within the eighth ring, and the tiny golden target was almost destroyed.
The golden target was the most valuable. The points from this target alone were enough to crush Zuo Haoran.
There was silence.
From the invigilator to his classmates, everyone looked a little dazed.
"Did you guess or aim?" After a long time, someone said in disbelief.
Now that there was no one taking the test, it was up to the invigilator to decide whether they could speak or not. Looking at the invigilator's expression, it was obvious that he was also very curious about this question.
"Of course I'm aiming," Meng Chao said. "Since a week ago, I've been telling you repeatedly that my aim is pretty good. Why don't you believe me?"
His classmates couldn't help but say, "But you took so long to assemble a gun!"
Unlike Zuo Haoran, his movements were as smooth as flowing water and as fast as lightning.
Meng Chao smiled. "Assembling a gun isn't an acrobatic show. Why would I need to do it so quickly? Do you want my hands to turn into gray fog?
"There are two goals for assembling a gun. One is to maintain the gun, and the other is to carefully touch each part to understand the wear and tear on them. From there, I can figure out the shooting parameters of the entire gun.
"You have to understand that when a new gun comes out of the factory, the shooting parameters are slightly different. Besides, this batch of guns has already been touched by countless examinees. Their shooting habits are different, and many of their postures and firing rhythm are wrong. That's why the rifling and the parts are all messed up. If I don't understand every detail, how am I supposed to shoot accurately?"
"So, you were prepared to shoot the golden target a long time ago?"
Someone came to a realization. "Then, why didn't you use a semi-automatic rifle? Why did you use a submachine gun?"
Meng Chao shrugged. "The golden target is fleeting, so I can only use one gun. The submachine gun has thirty bullets, and the semi-automatic rifle only has twenty bullets."
The students could not believe their ears. "But the accuracy of the semi-automatic rifle is higher!"
Meng Chao thought about it. "To me, it's the same."
"…"
The students were speechless.
They just wanted to throw their heads back and roar.
Someone gritted his teeth and asked, "Then, why did you miss so many times when you used a submachine gun to shoot moving targets?"
"I was testing the gun."
Meng Chao did not hide the fact that it would be helpful for the students' subsequent tests. "Even though I tried my best to assemble the submachine gun based on my shooting habits, due to the wear and tear on the parts and rifling, I still couldn't quite grasp its characteristics. So, I needed to use a few bullets to correct the trajectory. That's how I was able to shoot accurately."
The students looked at each other at a loss. "So, right from the start, you staked everything on one throw and placed all your hopes on the golden target?"
Meng Chao was stunned for a moment. His gaze became a little unfocused, as if the students had asked him a question that he could not understand.
"I didn't stake everything on one throw."
Last time, when he killed the Ghost-eyed Golden Winged Flame Beetle, he was staking everything on one throw and betting on his last bullet.
Today, he was just solving a question with a lot of steps and complicated calculations, but it was not too difficult. That was all.
As he spoke, Meng Chao high-fived Chu Feixiong, who was behind him, and walked out.
He brushed past Zuo Haoran, but he did not look at the dazed class rep. He also did not mention the challenge from a week ago in front of the principal and teaching director.
But Zuo Haoran himself sank into a trap of confusion, fear, and shame. It was as if the entire world was collapsing on him.
The smile of victory he had just a moment ago froze on his face, and it looked like it had been left behind after Meng Chao had slapped him.
"Haoran …"
The teaching director pinched his waist. "You did very well. Go and rest. Calm down."
The invigilator also put on a stern face and said, "Pay attention to the rules of the examination hall. Those who have already finished their tests, please leave!"
The homeroom teacher quickly went forward. "Meng Chao, Zuo Haoran, go back to the classroom first. Remember … to calm down. Don't be too smug."
The test was still going on, so the two of them naturally could not get into a conflict.
Meng Chao nodded and waved his hand. "Good luck. I hope that everyone can hit the mark and get good results!"
He turned around and left the testing room.
Zuo Haoran followed behind him with a dark expression.
When he left the testing center, Meng Chao could not help but raise his fist and swing it.
He was one step closer to his dream. The feeling of continuously changing his fate was really good!
In Zuo Haoran's eyes, there was no doubt that this was a provocation.
"Meng Chao, you were lucky today. You managed to win against me in terms of overall results, so I naturally don't have the face to continue being the class rep. But no matter what, I can't accept your fighting abilities!"
He gritted his teeth and said, "Maximum punching strength, one-hundred-meter dash, and shooting games in the shooting range can't represent true fighting strength. Since you've already recovered to the peak, do you have the courage to fight against me?"
Meng Chao turned his head around and looked at Zuo Haoran with the ghost of a smile.
'It's here. It's just like in my previous life.'
However, the class rep in his previous life had the advantage. With just a few words, he managed to anger Meng Chao, and he jumped into his trap obediently.
In this life, Meng Chao would let him taste the taste of his own medicine.
"Sure," Meng Chao said calmly.
Behind Ninth High School's cafeteria was a dense forest.
There was a piece of soft, sandy ground in the forest.
This was the place where students usually settled their disputes.
Dragon City was a ruthless world, and martial arts were very popular among the people. Even old women in their eighties could play with shotguns, so there was no need to even mention the hot-blooded teenagers.
The school usually turned a blind eye to it. In fact, they advocated that if there were any conflicts, they could go to the cultivation room and settle them publicly under the supervision of the teachers.
If someone liked to fight in the depths of the forest, as long as there were no serious consequences, they would usually not be heavily punished.
As Meng Chao looked at the dancing shadows of the trees in front of him, he sighed.
This was the place.
In his previous life, Zuo Haoran had set him up in this place, which was why he had failed his national college examination.
Meng Chao stood still at the center of the forest and hesitated for a moment before he said, "Class rep, we're both going to get into university. This time, we'll stop at the right time. No matter who wins or loses, we'll write off our past grudges. What do you think?"
A thought appeared in Zuo Haoran's mind. "Of course. We'll stop at the right time and write it off!"
"Alright, I hope that you'll do as you say, or else …" Meng Chao scowled and stepped forward to attack.
Ripples appeared under his feet, and they formed ripples in the sand. With the power of the earth, he released a force that was like a tidal wave.
Zuo Haoran retreated quickly. His body became blurry, and he also used Ripple Force.
"Meng Chao, over the past year, you've only learned Ripple Force, but I'm skilled in Ripple Force and Reckless Bull Force, and I use both strength and gentleness. You're not my opponent. Admit defeat!" Zuo Haoran deliberately provoked him.
"This time, I won't lose!" Meng Chao's strength became stronger with each wave, and he gradually lost the essence of Ripple Force.
The two of them were like two waves that intertwined with each other and pushed against each other. Their speed increased, and they stirred up sand and stones. The forest rustled, and quite a number of leaves fell because of their punches.
Meng Chao seemed to have just recovered from a major illness and could not fight for a long time. He was in a hurry to succeed.
Zuo Haoran clearly knew his weakness, so he did not panic and slowly whittled down his strength.
In just a short minute, Meng Chao's uniform was drenched in sweat, and his footsteps gradually became disorderly.
Suddenly, Zuo Haoran shouted and instantly changed his fighting style. He seamlessly switched from Ripple Force to Reckless Bull Force.
Slap!
Meng Chao did not seem to be used to Zuo Haoran's sudden change of fighting style. He was stunned for a moment, and Zuo Haoran's face was struck. Blood instantly gushed out of his nose, and his lips were cut.
"Ah!"
Meng Chao's face was covered in blood, and he was enraged by the pain. He stomped on the ground and rushed forward without caring about anything else.
"Perfect timing!"
The savage look in Zuo Haoran's eyes exploded.
'That stupid piece of trash finally fell for it.
'Heh, did you really think that I'm only skilled in Ripple Force and Reckless Bull Force?
'In fact, did you really think that I only know the three great force execution methods?
'The three great force execution methods are just the basics. Without the real killing techniques, it's like a sword without a blade. It won't be able to kill a person.
'So-called good seedlings like you can only receive compulsory education in school. You don't know how to fight in real battles.
'But I received the teachings from my father and the powerful fighters in society a long time ago. I learned the killing techniques that only undergraduates can learn.
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