Allen Chu was so frightened that he almost fell down, his old face turned pale with fright.
He immediately said in embarrassment: "Damn it! What are you doing! Where are you going to fight?"
Zhu Yilun touched the top of his head and felt that his hair was burnt. He couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. A little further down, the Tianling Cap was gone.
This evil thing!
Wang Dachun chuckled, "I'm sorry, I can't see, I'm sorry for the misfire!"
Zhu Yilun and Hu Dahai quickly stayed away from Wang Dachun, for fear of getting into trouble again.
At the same time, there was a moment of silence for Zhao Changshan and the others. These guys must have had a brain convulsion to believe this evil pen and stick dates on their heads.
The risk is simply too great!
You can't even see the jujube on your head from a distance of fifty meters, how can you beat it?
Wang Dachun's expression also became serious, as if he was overplaying his game. Once an accident occurred, the consequences would be disastrous.
He took a deep breath and slowly raised the gun. Everyone held their breath and did not even dare to breathe out. The atmosphere was so solemn that it almost solidified.
Even Allen Chu and Hu Dahai were surprisingly quiet at this time.
Bai Xue also secretly sweated for Wang Dachun.
boom!
With a gunshot, the jujube above Zhao Changshan disappeared.
Zhao Changshan took a deep breath, feeling as if he had escaped from the gate of hell.
To say he wasn't nervous would be a lie, the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat.
After all, Wang Dachun is blindfolded, who is not guilty!
However, he also worked hard to gain reputation.
boom!
There was another gunshot, and the jujube on Sun Rui's head disappeared again.
Next is Qian Wu.
With a few gunshots, all the dates on everyone's heads were blown away.
Wang Dachun also breathed a long sigh of relief and secretly vowed never to play like this again.
"Hahahaha, Zhu Yilun, how is our instructor's marksmanship compared to yours?"
Zhao Changshan finally let go of the bad breath in his chest. He was often humiliated by Zhu Yilun in the past, but today he was finally able to win the game. How could he be dissatisfied!
Zhu Yilun snorted coldly, "Humph, the military competition is not just about marksmanship. Even if you are all masters of guns, you still can't win the game."
Hu Dahai nodded, "Yes, marksmanship doesn't explain everything."
He looked at Wang Dachun and said coldly: "Instructor Wang, do you dare to compete with me again?"
Today I am here to slap Zhao Changshan and the others in the face, and then prove to Bai Xue that Changfeng is stronger than the sword. How can I just admit defeat?
Wang Dachun raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Whatever you want to compete with, we will definitely accompany you to the end."
Hu Dahai took out a throwing knife from his waist and played with it in his hand, and said proudly: "To tell you the truth, throwing knives is my real strength, and marksmanship is just my side job. How about it, do you dare to follow me? Compare throwing knives?"
Sun Rui said angrily: "Hey, you guys have gone too far. Comparing with us by using your strengths is nothing!"
"Even if you do this, you won't be able to win!" Zhao Changshan rolled his eyes.
Zhu Yilun laughed, "Every one of our Changfeng swordsmen are strong points. Do you have any strong points in the long sword? Your strong point is that you are ranked last every year."
Hu Dahai couldn't hold it in anymore, "Pfft... Hahahaha, please allow me to laugh for a while!"
"you……"
The entire Changjian people glared at Zhu Yilun and Hu Dahai.
Just when everyone looked ugly, Wang Dachun laughed:
"What a coincidence. My strength is also throwing knives, and my marksmanship is just for fun. Let's have fun throwing knives today!"
Everyone felt that they had received a critical hit of 10,000 points, and they could play at this level just by playing casually. How could they be embarrassed by the professional gun players like them?
Bai Xue glanced at Wang Dachun in surprise. This guy really kept surprising himself!
When you thought he didn't understand guns, he played to a level that surpassed that of a gun god. When you thought he didn't understand throwing knives, he said it was his strength.
Is there anything else this guy doesn't understand?
When Hu Dahai saw the flying knife skillfully spinning in Wang Dachun's hands, he immediately felt something bad.
Could it be that this guy is his nemesis?
Wang Dachun put away the flying knife, looked at Hu Dahai and said calmly: "Tell me, how do we compare?"
Hu Dahai said: "Of course it's a comparison of accuracy and strength. Let's shoot the static target first!"
Wang Dachun nodded, "Okay, whatever you say will be fine, I will win anyway!"
Hu Dahai's face turned livid, "Huh, it's a good thing to be confident, but being overconfident is arrogance."
Wang Dachun smiled and said, "I can't deal with a scum like you without being arrogant!"
"you……"
Zhao Changshan and the others tried hard to hold back their laughter. This new instructor was so awesome that he was eating Changfeng's people to death.
It’s very relaxing!
I have never been so relieved!
Everyone came to the shooting range and stood at the twenty-meter line. Throwing knives are close-range attack weapons and do not hit as far as guns.
The competition began, with each person holding five throwing knives. Hu Dahai set the rules to see who could shoot quickly and accurately in the shortest time!
Following Sun Rui's command, the flying knives in the two men's hands flew out one after another, and all five flying knives were launched almost at the same time.
As a result, all five of the two's flying knives hit the bull's-eye.
Wang Dachun was a little surprised. He didn't expect Hu Dahai to have two brushes.
There are masters in the army!
Don't you know that Hu Dahai was even more surprised? He has been practicing flying knives professionally for thirty years, and he has reached the point where he can use the knife as he pleases.
He thought that in today's world, when it comes to throwing knives, he would be second best, and no one would dare to be first. Unexpectedly, he would meet a young man today who was no worse than him.
Who is this guy?
Even Zhu Yilun glanced at Wang Dachun in surprise, "Boy, there are two strikes. I didn't expect that my skill in flying knives is pretty good."
Wang Dachun grinned, "Those who used to pierce rabbits in the village became proficient after piercing rabbits."
Zhu Yilun staggered, it's a rabbit again, you're going to get into trouble with the rabbit.
In this first game, the two ended in a tie.
Hu Dahai said: "Static targets are not challenging, let's shoot moving targets next!"
Wang Dachun nodded, "It doesn't matter, you can play whatever you want."
Wang Dachun's attitude made Hu Dahai so angry that he almost vomited blood. He couldn't stand Wang Dachun's pretentious face.
Target shooting with flying knives is much more difficult than with pistols, because the speed of flying knives is not as fast as bullets, so it is very difficult to calculate the arrival time in advance.
Hu Dahai said with a solemn expression: "I'll hit this moving target here, and you hit the other one. This time we're not competing for speed, but for accuracy!"
Wang Dachun shrugged, "It's up to you, you can play whatever you want, I don't care, I will win anyway!"
Hu Dahai: "..."
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