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Chapter 743 - 746: This War Dragon is Somewhat Strong

Chapter 743: Chapter 746: This War Dragon is Somewhat Strong

The second day’s schedule for the rating competition was morning shooting competitions and afternoon firearms competitions.

Each group had five people, and each person could only participate in one event.

Therefore, after the ring competition Qin Tian no longer had the eligibility to compete.

In the shooting competition, War Dragon sent out Mu Yunxi.

As a top assassin of the Rose Assassination Group, her spear skills and hidden weapon flying knife technique were both top-notch. Conveniently, the morning’s shooting competition included not only spear skills but also hidden weapon flying knife skills, combining the scores from both items where the first place took the crown.

The shooting skill competition had all sixteen competitors shoot at the same time without any chances for regret. Each competitor only fired one shot, competing in ring numbers.

The shooting distance was one hundred fifty meters, even farther than the distance for Olympic shooting competitions.

"Qin Tian, you were just lucky in yesterday’s ring competition. Starting today, your War Dragon will be firmly under my Fierce Tiger’s feet!"

At the start of the competition, Lei Zhenhu, who was a spectator, actually took the initiative to come over and talk tough to Qin Tian.

Qin Tian was speechless, "Lei Zhenhu, you love to talk big so much, why don’t you just go to heaven? Roll back to your seat and sit tight. Your Fierce Tiger Team, huh, is just a joke in Mercenary World. Just you wait."

"Humph, just watch!"

Lei Zhenhu wasn’t very angry but gave a cold laugh and returned to his seat.

At this point, the referee and the competitors all took their places.

In the central area of Coconut Island’s target range, the surroundings gradually quieted down.

"You may fire; if you do not shoot within thirty seconds, it will be scored as 0 rings. The timing starts now!"

The referee announced the rules, shouted loudly, and the spear skill shooting competition officially began!

The target range was a wide grassy lawn surrounded by trees which acted as windbreaks—for on an island, there is no escaping the sea breeze.

If ordinary shooting enthusiasts were shooting here, they would definitely miss their targets due to the influence of the sea breeze.

But these competitors were all masters of shooting who could exhibit their precise shooting skills under any circumstance. Hence, as soon as they assessed the sea breeze’s strength and direction, they could promptly make adjustments.

However, the key issue was that the Fierce Tiger and Persian Gulf’s shooters had practiced here several times before, and they were familiar with the environment. The other fourteen competitors knew nothing and could only make sensory judgments within thirty seconds, which was too difficult!

Bang, bang, bang!

In the quiet target range, shortly after the referee shouted "Start!" members of the Fierce Tiger Team and the Persian Gulf Team quickly fired their guns, completing their shooting in under eight seconds.

"Good!"

Lei Zhenhu clapped his hands loudly, cheering for his team members, knowing their capabilities since they had practiced here for a month. They were definitely not going to mess up, and he proudly glanced over at Qin Tian.

Qin Tian stared at Mu Yunxi, who was positioned at the last 16th target. She stood proudly, holding her gun aiming at the distant target, motionless as if petrified, aiming for about twenty-something seconds.

As the people in front began firing their shots, Mu Yunxi finally fired her gun at the 29th second, taking her shot at the very last second!

Bang!

As Mu Yunxi’s gunshot sounded, the referee shouted loudly, "Time’s up!"

The distant targets, as the sound of the referee’s voice fell, simultaneously collapsed to the ground.

Bang!

After the targets fell, someone finally hurriedly took their shot, but it was clear he surely wouldn’t hit the target, scoring no points.

"I, I... Ah!" The person who was overdue was extremely frustrated, covering his face.

"Check the scores!"

The referee didn’t care about that, immediately instructing someone to check the scores.

Sixteen people hurried towards the distance.

"Target 1, 9 rings."

"Target 2, 9.2 rings."

...

"Target 9, 10 rings!"

As the score for target 9 was announced, Lei Zhenhu clenched his fist and burst out with arrogant cheers, startling the people around him, who cast sidelong glances at him while thinking, What a nutcase!

The shooter at target 9 was a member of the Fierce Tiger Team. The previous eight shooters had mostly scored around nine rings, making this the first perfect ten in the entire competition. The arrogant Lei Zhenhu was, of course, thrilled to no end.

"Target 10, missed."

"Target 11, 9.7 rings." The Persian Gulf Team also had decent scores.

"Target 12, 9.8 rings." These were the scores of the Korea Mercenary Team.

"Target 13, 9.1 rings."

"Target 14, 9.9 rings."

When the scores for the Dahe Mercenary Team were announced, everyone was taken aback. A score of 9.9 rings was very respectable, enough to secure second place. If the Dahe Mercenary Team could maintain this second-place standing in the Flying Knife Technique, then by combining the points from the first and second days, they could take the top spot and lord over the others!

"Heh heh, I’m still number one."

After hearing the Dahe Mercenary Team’s score, Lei Hun lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, glancing at Qin Tian and grinning widely.

"Target 15, 8.9 rings."

The score for target 15 wasn’t good, besides that one miss, it was the only one below nine rings.

On hearing this, Lei Zhenhu became even more smug.

He knew War Dragon was up last. Seeing that the shooter was a woman, and quite beautiful at that, Lei Zhenhu scoffed coldly—this wasn’t a beauty contest. Bringing a vase to a shooting competition, War Dragon was really asking for it...

"Target 16, 10 rings."

Oh!

As the last judge announced the score, a burst of gasps filled the venue again.

Lei Zhenhu, with a cigarette in his mouth, was dumbstruck. How was this possible!

This woman, she scored a ten too?!

Lei Zhenhu looked at Qin Tian in shock, only to see Qin Tian giving him the middle finger, nearly making Lei Zhenhu spit blood.

"It seems I underestimated Yunxi a bit, she actually had me nervous there," Qin Tian said, taking a deep breath, speaking to Zhou Yang.

"The star of the Rose Assassination Group is no joke," Zhou Yang also laughed.

Lin Zitong, who stood nearby, hearing the conversation between Qin Tian and Zhou Yang, glanced at Qin Tian and noticed him staring intensely at Mu Yunxi, his face full of excitement. She pursed her lips and then turned to look at Mu Yunxi too.

In the end, War Dragon and the Fierce Tiger Team were tied for first place, with the Dahe Mercenary Team closely following in third!

"Is it someone from War Dragon in first place again?"

"I mean, it’s a woman—an extremely beautiful one at that..."

"Tsk tsk, I’ve never heard of the War Dragon team before. What’s happening? They suddenly emerged as such a formidable team?"

"Just watch, besides the Spear Skills in the shooting competition, there’s also this afternoon’s Flying Knife contest. The winner has to be first in both events’ total scores to take the crown. I wonder how this dark-clothed beauty’s Flying Knife Technique is."

The spectators were abuzz, not only stunned by Mu Yunxi’s beauty but also impressed by her shooting skill.

Lei Zhenhu was incredibly annoyed and repeatedly admonished his fellow Fierce Tiger competitor, Si Kun:

"Damn it! It’s so infuriating! Akun, in this afternoon’s Flying Knife contest, I don’t need to say more, but you must crush that War Dragon woman! No, press her to the ground and rub her in fiercely!"