12 Your own destiny
"Bang!"
The muzzle of the gun shook slightly, and the bullet pierced through the air and finally disappeared from view. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
After Zhang Wenlin finished firing this shot, everyone was stunned, including Zhang Wenlin himself.
It was not because Zhang Wenlin hit the target accurately, but when he fired, the black disc had not appeared at all.
This Nima ......
Isn't this really here to be funny?
"What is Zhang Wenlin doing?"
"Did he want to give up, or did he make a mistake because of too much pressure?"
"Shoot the sky and the air, this move is high, it's really high!"
People outside speculated that Zhang Wenlin couldn't wait to slap himself twice at the moment, why did he press the trigger in excitement, why did he lose his hands. This is good, he originally wanted to close the distance between him and Xia Ye, but as soon as he delayed, two black discs had already floated by, and he had already lost a point at the beginning.
Zhang Wenlin's face sank like water, but he quickly adjusted, now is not the time to think about these things, there are still eight shots to fight for, if he loses too many points here, he will not be able to catch up even if he relies on hand-to-hand combat.
Summer Night didn't know what was going on here, he was just engrossed in finding each black disc, and even if he knew, it wouldn't affect him until now. In this constant repetition, the summer night gradually seemed to enter some kind of mysterious realm, and every time the black disc appeared, he could find it instantly, turn around and shoot in one go, as simple as drinking cold boiled water.
After a certain level of mental concentration, the pistol seems to be integrated with his arm, and it is difficult to separate.
In this way, the time to shoot ten bullets passed in a flash, and it was not until the sound of the end of the assessment sounded in my ears that the summer night woke up from that state unfinished.
Ten shots on target!
The scene in front of me began to crumble, and it returned to the empty room at the beginning, and the leaderboard had changed by this time.
1st place: Summer Night, 71 points overall.
2nd place: Claire, 67 points overall.
Third place: Zhang Wenlin, with a total score of 66 points.
......
The gap with the second place has unconsciously widened to 4 points, if it were someone else, he would have already smiled and felt that the victory was in his hands, but Xia Ye knew that he had a few pounds and a few taels, and the next thing he would have to face would be hand-to-hand combat that he was not good at.
The talent of ordinary people in hand-to-hand combat is 5 points, Xia Ye estimates that he is also at this level, Claire and Zhang Wenlin are both martial artists who have begun to cultivate, even if they get 10 points, it is not impossible, so the probability of him overturning is still very high.
"The hand-to-hand combat assessment is ready, do you want to start now?"
"Yes!"
With the confirmation of the summer night, the surrounding environment changed again, and in the blink of an eye, the summer night found himself in a bamboo forest, all the colors of green and green, and then a person whose face could not be seen clearly appeared a few meters away from him.
There is no time limit for hand-to-hand combat assessments, as long as one team is knocked down, it will be over, and finally the system will automatically score the performance of the evaluator, so that the possibility of cheating is eliminated, which is very fair.
The breeze blows, the bamboo leaves float down, and the sound of rustling is all in my ears.
Without giving Xia Ye extra time to react, as soon as the virtual opponent was formed, he sprinted two steps and pounced on him, fists raised, and headed towards Xia Ye's head.
The fist wind and tiger roared, forcing the falling bamboo leaves away.
"So fast. ā
Xia Ye snorted lightly, and immediately took a step sideways, his reflexes were enough, but if he was a skilled person, he would definitely seize the opportunity to fight back at this time.
Horizontal split!
A punch was dodged, and this virtual opponent immediately turned around and slapped a palm knife, cutting along the side of Xia Ye's neck, if it landed, it would definitely be hit and difficult to breathe, and it would be in crisis.
"Oops. ā
Ling Nai, who was staring at the big screen, suddenly tightened her heart, her ears stood up suddenly, and her tail flicked uneasily, Xia Ye had not undergone martial arts cultivation, even if she noticed it and wanted to dodge, her body reaction might not be able to keep up.
"It's not like you're going to be beaten at the beginning, you can't even get five points. ā
"If that's the case, then we're out of the race for first place entirely. The white-bearded old man shook his head, although his cultivation talent was very high, but his combat talent was a little too pitiful, and such a person would easily be sacrificed when he went on a mission.
Dangerous, very dangerous.
Summer Night felt as if he was wrapped in frost, covered in sweat and hair, as if he would be knocked down in the next moment.
His eyes shook past the scene of being killed by Clay, the scene of his own attack by the Silver Demon, and the bloody land. Even such a brutal battle has successfully survived, how can he simply give up in such a place.
In the surprised eyes of everyone, Xia Ye's feet suddenly weakened, and his body fell rapidly, narrowly avoiding the virtual opponent's palm knife.
This is not the end of the story, Summer Night is like a calculated one, and the position where he falls is exactly the legs of the virtual opponent. The arms were clasped together, and then Xia Ye fell hard, and with a thud, the two fell to the ground at the same time, perfectly dragging the battle into a draw.
The virtual opponent's melee skills are much better than Xia Ye's, but his physical fitness is modeled after Xia Ye, so he has no resistance in the face of such a move.
He reflexively elbowed Xia Ye's head, and Xia Ye blocked it with his left hand in pain.
With a muffled snort, Summer Night bent his arm and sent a fist, hitting the virtual opponent's waist hard.
"Bang!"
Under the shaking of the virtual opponent, the fist failed to land on the vertebrae, but he also let out a scream, his feet stomped, and he had to let go of his body in the summer night.
A ragged roll dodged the virtual opponent's next kick, and Xia Ye immediately rolled over, his eyes glowing, and he stared at the virtual opponent's legs without any emotion at this time.
They are several meters apart, and if the attack is going to fall on him, he must run over, and as long as the virtual opponent moves, Summer Night can find a chance to counterattack.
"Good guy, although it is still difficult for him to win, but he didn't expect to be able to adapt to this rhythm so quickly, and to find the right way to deal with it in the shortest possible time, this kind of talent is no longer comparable to ordinary people. ā
"However, although No. 16 is good, it is far inferior to Zhang Wenlin and No. 13 Claire. ā
"He just needs to walk himself, and with his current performance, it will not be so simple for the other two to make up for the gap they have fallen behind. ā
Yes, just be yourself.
Although he can also see the ranking in the bamboo forest, Xia Ye has completely ignored it, at this time he doesn't need to care about Zhang Wenlin and Clea's performance, as long as he can hold on, all problems will be solved, and Xia Ye will be firmly in his hands.
The virtual opponent finally stopped waiting, and he stepped on the bamboo leaves all over the ground and rushed over, as agile as a cheetah.