However, when Yue Junxiong shot Ling Qingfeng, he saw something unusual, that is, his wrist was too stable!

The recoil of the Type 92 9mm pistol is quite large, and the probability of a normal adult firing three shots in a row is 60 percent, but such a big killing weapon, in the hands of that Ling Qingfeng, is like pinching a toy gun.

"Although this Ling Qingfeng is not a good gunman, he is a real martial arts master, and his wrist strength is too strong!" Yue Junxiong secretly thought in his heart.

"Beijing Normal No. 1 Public Security University, player Ling Qingfeng, 15-meter rapid fire results, 150 rings!" After the results of the electronic synthesis voice were announced, the audience was shocked and in an uproar.

"150 rings? No way! When pigs fly! "The first thing someone thinks is that the scorer is wrong! The loading volume of the Type 92 pistol is 15 rounds, and he hit 150 rings, isn't it ten rings for guns and guns, what the hell is this? ”

There was a shouting and scolding in the stands, and the black-faced god stared wide-eyed, and the whole person was stunned. The middle-aged policeman sitting next to him was also shocked and muttered to himself: "No wonder, no wonder, the future is terrifying!" ”

The player's area is also like an explosion, the first one to hit a full score of 150 rings, and his rate of fire is simply super fast without stopping, which makes people continue to play!

"Cheat! Cheat! Cheat! I don't know who shouted this first, and then more and more people followed suit.

The vast majority of ordinary people do not understand themselves. Completely unacceptable things will be subconsciously identified as things outside the rules, such as cheating.

When a student who has always been at the end of a crane and is not good at studying suddenly took the first place in the exam. The teacher and classmates 100% thought that he was plagiarizing or cheating, and no one ever thought about it, maybe he suddenly got his senses, or maybe the parasitic beast had already lived in his head.

Two invigilators came over with scoreboards, and in the face of the murderous eyes of the participating students, the two of them wiped the sweat droplets on their foreheads, and one of them patiently explained: "It was really 150 rings just now." Every shot hit the 10 rings, and our scorer was fine. Words of unbelief. We'll bring the target paper later. ”

"Who knows if you have a dark box operation! The Beijing Police is one of the top ten famous schools, don't cheat if you can't afford to lose! "It was a representative of a contestant from a police academy in a remote area, and they knew that they had no chance of getting the top ten, and it was good to spray others.

The atmosphere in the hall became a little noisy. Surprisingly, Yue Junxiong from Nanling Academy did not make a sound, but looked at Ling Qingfeng with a frightened expression.

Ling Qingfeng didn't pay attention to anyone, but walked to the reloading area by himself, boom! He loaded another magazine and strode over to the humanoid target.

From the muzzle of the gun to the target paper, there are a total of six elite worker bees in mid-air, conducting all-round stereoscopic projection calculations.

At a distance of twenty meters, the humanoid target was observed in all directions. Fine-tune the arm up 5 cm, 25 degrees on the left side, and the positioning is successful!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! "The gunfire is going out again!

Ling Qingfeng was like just now. Holding the gun in both hands, he pulled the trigger without hesitation, this time aiming at the 20-meter target.

A series of gunshots made the audience fall silent in an instant.

After Ling Qingfeng finished firing the bullet, he lowered his arm expressionlessly, and the muzzle of the gun was billowing with green smoke.

The camera lens next to it happened to capture this cool picture, and the next second. Everyone saw Ling Qingfeng's grim face on the big screen.

He's announcing to everyone at gunpoint, less wordy! I'm annoyed! You idiots. If you haven't seen the world, you don't talk crookedly here.

An invigilator quickly stepped forward, pointed at Ling Qingfeng and said, "This student, please pay attention to your behavior!" Shoot without permission and I'm going to disqualify you! ”

"It doesn't matter! I'm here for my teammates, and I'm causing trouble for the teacher! After Ling Qingfeng finished speaking, he put the pistol on the table and turned to leave.

"Beijing Normal No. 1 Public Security University, player Ling Qingfeng, 20-meter rapid fire results, 150 rings!" The electronic synthesized sound faithfully reported Ling Qingfeng's results again, with a 20-meter rapid fire, still with a full score of 150 rings.

The audience once again fell into collective silence, and everyone's hearts were pounding violently at this moment!

How can there be such results? Is he an Olympic shooting champion? Or the legendary King of Guns? What was so impossible, it happened twice.

In the next shooting competition, the contestants were obviously a little absent-minded, and they had just seen the performance of the king of guns, who still had the heart to compete! It's going to be a shame to even hold a gun, there's no way, it's too far away!

Lingnan College's Yue Junxiong had his worst ever results, 120 rings and 109 rings. Obviously, he was a little distracted, and the impact he had just received was too great, and it had completely affected his mentality. He knew that no matter how much he played, he would not be able to play a demonic result like 150 rings!

He even felt that everyone looked at him with ridicule in their eyes, laughing at himself for not being able to measure himself, actually competing with Ling Qingfeng, and stupidly taking off his pants and climbing three laps.

Throwing down the game gun, Yue Junxiong turned around and ran, rushing straight to Ling Qingfeng, who was resting outside the arena.

"Willing to lose!" Yue Junxiong blushed, untied his belt in three or two clicks, and suddenly took off his trousers to his knees, revealing the red corners.

Immediately there was a burst of laughter.

Yue Junxiong is actually a very simple person, and his life is not only boring gun practice, but also gun practice.

In addition to gun practice, the only girl he likes is An Yuqing, but unfortunately the other party does not accept him, and is only willing to be commensurate with a sister and brother. In An Yuqing's words, "You are too simple and not suitable for me!" We are suitable to be sisters and brothers, not lovers! ”

He just enthusiastically wanted to stand up for An Yuqing. As a result, I didn't expect to be completely defeated! The other party used his miraculous marksmanship to crush what he was best at, and also broke all his confidence, so now he decided to fulfill his promise. Take off your pants and run three laps around the field!

"Enough! Put it on! You don't have to run laps! Ling Qingfeng spoke out in time to stop Yue Junxiong's stupid move.

In fact, Ling Qingfeng just wanted to see if this guy would really take off his pants, if he dared to cheat, he would definitely let the Blue Emperor pick up his pants, and then carry him for three laps. But since this guy is still a little creditable. That's it. After all, he's not a woman, who wants to see his bare ass!

Yue Junxiong moved quickly. Immediately put back on his pants and looked at Ling Qingfeng with a grateful face.

"Why don't you cheat?" Ling Qingfeng asked calmly. Those few shots just now have already knocked out a lot of the troubles in his heart.

"I want you to teach me, as long as I can practice guns. You can do whatever you want me to do! Yue Junxiong sneered.

He was a gun idiot, and when he saw Ling Qingfeng's magic skills, he was immediately shocked, where did he still have the mind to repay the debt.

"I can't teach you, and I can't learn if I teach you!" Ling Qingfeng thought about it for a while, but still didn't want to deceive him.

Yue Junxiong was not surprised, but nodded desperately, "I know, you are a master." Wrist strength is strong enough to have such a ability. I just want to learn how you can aim! Fifteen bullets in a row, ten rings in the gun, except for the strength of the wrist. How did you do that? ”

"That's a very mysterious feeling, I can't teach you! However, I think everyone should stick to their own path, and when you take your path to the extreme, you will realize your own path. ”

Ling Qingfeng's words sounded like he hadn't said anything at first. But when you think about it, it's thought-provoking. The Tao has exhausted the true meaning of the cultivation of all things.

Not only Yue Junxiong's face was enlightened, but even the Blue Emperor who was standing on the side was also in awe.

At this time, the results of the top three teams in this field were announced on the radio of the field, "The team with the highest shooting score in this field is the first Chinese police team, the second East Police team, and the third Lingnan team." ”

As soon as the results of this result came out, they immediately won a boo from the audience.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the only and absolute king of guns in this year's reign is none other than Ling Qingfeng, the captain of the Beijing Police Team! However, he took the target without receiving the competition instructions, and he was disqualified from the competition.

No one thinks that he has a bad temper or some other reason, there is only one reason, people don't want to participate in the competition at all, otherwise they wouldn't have let the team member Leng Yi sign up for this project in the first place.

"The divine dragon sees the head but does not see the end, who is this Ling Qingfeng? Where did he practice such a strange and magical marksmanship? Many people have this question in their minds!

If it weren't for the attack on the Beijing Police team and the injury of Leng Yi, a member of the team, everyone would never have had the opportunity to see such sharp marksmanship!

Because of this, the three teams that won the top three rapid-fire pistol pistol were not happy at all, and their team members were not even willing to go up to the stage to receive the winning certificate, but silently gathered around Ling Qingfeng and listened to the conversation between him and Yue Junxiong.

"My marksmanship is neither for competition nor for actual combat, but for the third type of marksmanship. It is a marksmanship for those who practice martial arts. To cooperate with the internal strength and martial arts realm, you don't have to learn, and there is no benefit in learning it! I rarely use it myself, I don't want to rely on firearms to weaken my belief in martial arts, I can only say so much, everyone should disperse! ”

Ling Qingfeng saw that all the elite gunners from various academies were surrounded, and everyone was looking at him eagerly, so he had no choice but to pull a blind reason to block it indiscriminately.

The people present were all experts in playing with guns, and they knew very well that professional pistol shooting training had two completely different purposes. One purpose is to participate in competitions, including Olympic-style shooting competitions and so-called hands-on pistol competitions; Another purpose is real combat, police agents and members of special forces.

There is a difference between these two different purposes of pistol shooting training beyond the imagination of ordinary people, many of the skills used in the competition are not only useless in the real combat, but even dangerous, and many practical skills can not win good results in the competition, so there is probably a basic direction when training the pistol individually, if you want to take both into account is extremely difficult.

Today, I actually heard the third purpose, the warrior's gun, and this new concept suddenly fooled everyone. However, this concept sounds very reasonable, a powerful martial artist, whether it is strength, reaction speed or precise control of the body, is much stronger than ordinary people, once these people practice marksmanship, they are indeed fierce to the extreme.

Thinking that Ling Qingfeng was a martial arts practitioner, and it was not the same field as us who played guns professionally, the feeling of losing to him by a big score suddenly became much more comfortable.

On the outside of the crowd, even the black-faced god was stunned when he heard it, let alone his middle-aged police officer friend.

"Black charcoal head, you're awesome! The instructor uses a gun, you are forcing us to a dead end playing with guns! Fortunately, not just anyone can become a martial arts master. You're amazing! Go back to my house and get cigarettes and alcohol! I'm convinced! ”

The black-faced god smiled, but fortunately his face was black, and he couldn't see it even if he was red.

In this game, on the surface, the Chinese Police, the East Police and Lingnan College won, but even they don't think they have won. Although Ling Qingfeng did not get the ranking on behalf of the Beijing Police Team, no one in the audience dared to say that he lost.

Win or lose, justice is in the hearts of the people! In any case, after today, everyone has firmly remembered the demonic name of Ling Qingfeng! (To be continued)