In an informal training ground, especially a place for young men like this to have fun, being able to hit within the seventh ring is already a good result, and seventy points with ten bullets is already the level of an inferior soldier.
Song Ye, who was familiar with all this information, finally understood why Bai Zhibin was suddenly so confident.
However, when she looked up at the cold young man who was standing there quietly loading bullets and checking springs, there was no trace of worry on her face.
"If you have time to talk nonsense, why not watch carefully and see how I can break your record." After Xu Zihang finished speaking, he quickly raised the gun in his hand and aimed at the target fifty meters away. It only took three seconds. With a bang, the first shot was fired.
Then, he quickly fired the second shot, his brows tensed and he quickly entered the state of preparation for battle. He didn't even breathe much, and every muscle in his body reached the optimal shooting state.
When the young man reacted, hurriedly cursed and fired the first shot, Xu Zihang's fifth bullet had already been fired.
Song Ye's training has always been focused on actual combat. Fixed-point targets like this actually don't have much meaning in practice, and the enemy can't just stand still and let you hit it, so she fired at the boy. Speed requirements are high.
Bang bang bang... Xu Zihang didn't pause for the next five consecutive shots. It wasn't until he fired the last shot that he put down the gun in his hand, removed the magazine inside, and after checking the equipment, he stood calmly. aside.
The young man next door was just about to fire his third shot. The difference in speed made the young man more nervous and frowned. He had to take a deep breath to overcome the pressure and stop his hands from shaking, but once his mind was distracted, he would Has lost its accuracy.
The entire first game was over, and everyone present was silent until the young man's results were announced on the big screen, sixty-seven rings.
"Good job!" Bai Zhibin was the first to stand up. His face was red from holding back some veins. He stepped forward and patted the young man on the shoulder. "Although it is not at the best level, it is enough to kill many novices in an instant." He got his medicine stone back with them. In this battle, he could only win but not lose.
"Haha, Mr. Bai, we will do our best for your matter." The young man wiped the sweat from his palms, glad that he did not mess up the situation because of nervousness.
But then another screen lit up, and everyone couldn't help but look up, but they were instantly shocked and lost their minds by the scores above.
"Eighty-six rings...impossible..." Bai Zhibin stared at that number and felt his head buzzing, and he couldn't hear other sounds for a long time.
There was an exclamation of surprise all around, looking at the gun target that the system had moved closer to. It was densely packed close to the key points, and there were actually several shots that were within ten rings. Such accuracy was frightening to see.
"You lost the first game." Song Ye stood on the side and announced the victory of the game in a cool tone, "Kawako, you will be next."
She knows best the marksmanship of those she has personally taught.
But Bai Zhibin didn't know. He had already lost a round and he couldn't lose again. "I'll play in the next round."
He gritted his teeth and stepped forward to stand in the shooting position. A group of young people behind him began to praise and shout, "Young Master Bai, use your score of eighty-five rings to crush them and show them what a sharpshooter is."
Eighty-five rings, one ring less than Xu Zihang just now, but this was enough for Bai Zhibin to be named a sharpshooter in this club. Although that time's result was somewhat lucky, after that, he could never break the record again. , but he didn't think that Wang Tiechuan in front of him was as powerful as Xu Zihang.
He's just a bumpkin from the countryside. He can't have more experience playing guns than him. No matter how lucky he is, he can't get high scores.
He naturally believed that Xu Zihang was the best shooter in the team, so there was no pressure in the current game. After adjusting the gun, he took aim and shot almost at the same time as Wang Tiechuan.
Bang bang bang... Although Wang Tiechuan was slightly faster in terms of speed, Bai Zhibin was disdainful.
Idiot, what matters in shooting is accuracy, not speed. You will cry when you hit an empty target later.
Thinking like this, Bai Zhibin concentrated his energy and maintained his own rhythm until the end of the second game, when his score was displayed at the top of the screen.
Eighty-two rings.
The moment he heard applause from behind, he raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Song Ye, who had a cold look on his side. "Boy, I'll play another game later. Don't cover your things and refuse to give them back to me." That meant, he Apparently he felt he was going to win.
After all, it is very rare for an amateur to score such a score.
Suddenly, the cheers around him suddenly stopped and everything became quiet.
Bai Zhibin was suspicious in his heart. He was about to ask something when he saw Song Ye's cold face slowly curved, like the cold moonlight on the horizon, beautiful but without any warmth.
There was a sudden thump in his heart, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the screen above Wang Tiechuan.
Eighty-nine rings.
Bai Zhibin staggered back a step, his face that was full of confidence just now was now full of shock.
Are these people brought by Song Ye all monsters
"You have already lost." The first winner of the two games will win. There is no need to continue in the third game. Song Yeyun announced the result lightly, neither happy nor proud, as if everything was for that reason.
But this self-confidence severely crushed Bai Zhibin's self-esteem. He gritted his teeth and watched the medicine stone fall into Song Ye's hands. His heart was filled with unwillingness. As his thoughts suddenly changed, he had an idea and stood still. He suddenly said: "The game is between the two of us. From beginning to end, you haven't even participated in one. This is obviously unfair."
Song Ye just put the agreement into his pocket. Hearing this, he glanced over and said, "So?"
Being frightened by the first glance, Bai Zhibin paused, but continued bravely: "If you have the ability, come down and compete with me. Whoever wins will be the master of the medicine stone. Do you dare?"
"Hmph, you're lying. You clearly agreed that you would win if you win two games in a row. Song Ye has already won two games. Why do you want to overturn the previous results?" Wang Qianqian also rushed out to defend Song Ye. It was Bai Zhibin who He was the one who provoked them in the first place. Winning him a medicine stone was an advantage, but now he is going back on his word.
"So what, the previous ones don't count. He didn't play, so it doesn't count as a game." Bai Zhibin also seriously acted like a rogue regardless of his face, and Wang Qianqian was so angry that she wanted to scratch him.
Song Ye walked straight to the firearms stand and picked up a pistol, "Okay, then the outcome will be decided in one round."