Volume 2 Metaphysical Academy Chapter 71 The second scene Feng Mo and Feng Sheng
On the huge screen, although it was a thermal induction imaging, everyone was still clearly visible, Wang Xin was shot in the chest and was out of the game with regret.
The battle between the firearms fighting divisions is like this, it takes a long time, but the victory or defeat is between lightning and flint.
It is amazing that the sniping skills between the two sides are amazing, but it is a pity that there are not enough highlights.
In the silent stands, applause soon rang out one after another, and the sound of discussion also sounded.
"Is this freshman so fierce, he can solve Wang Xin with one shot? That's amazing. ”
"Hmph, what's amazing, it's just luck, if it weren't for the angle collision of bullets, I don't know who wins and who loses."
“……”
In the discussion, there are naturally surprises and praises, but more are unconvinced.
But these have nothing to do with Zhou Shaohua, no matter how you talk about it, you can't change the result, winning is winning, even if it's so-called luck.
But this time it's not luck, it's real strength.
Other students may not be able to see it, but Qin Lang is not stupid, how can he say that he also played with a gun back then, and the collision of bullets caused by the direction shifting seemed to be a coincidence, but in fact Zhou Shaohua did it on purpose.
The direction, wind direction, and distance of the bullet are all within Zhou Shaohua's calculations.
To put it bluntly, from the moment Wang Xin pulled the trigger, he had already fallen into Zhou Shaohua's trap.
Don't look at Zhou Shaohua's usual big grin, his speech is not in tune, in the military region competition that year, sniping was the first.
People can't look like Zhou Shaohua.
is so good in itself, coupled with the best instructor in the firearms fighting department of Quanxuan Academy, Chen Zhong's hellish devil training is more than enough to deal with a third-class student, even an old student.
This is not Qin Lang's deliberate exaggeration of the facts in order to praise Zhou Shaohua, look at the students who discussed it just now, a few of them are from the firearms fighting department.
After the duel, those people were silent and their faces were solemn.
"Huazi, well done."
Looking at Zhou Shaohua, who walked down from the ring with a smug face, Qin Lang did not hesitate to praise.
Zhou Shaohua carried a sniper rifle, smiled, waved his big hand, and bragged in front of Qin Lang, Luo Yingying, and Zhao Changqing.
On the rest platform of the four people, bursts of laughter came out from time to time, but Liu Hu's side was lifeless.
They are not stupid, Qin Lang could see that they asked, they could also see it, and after being silent for a while, Liu Hu said softly.
"I really underestimate this fat man, it seems that I am going to trouble Brother Feng this time."
Sitting next to Liu Hu, a thin, slender young man with dark circles in his eyes nodded.
"It's no problem to make a move, after the matter is completed, Brother Liu, just don't forget the agreement between us."
"That's nature." Liu Hu said with a smile, but no one saw that there was an imperceptible trace of pain hidden in the depths of Liu Hu's eyes.
At the end of each round, a half-hour break will be given, and the host mentor will come up to the stage to ask if there is a second person to play, and if not, the freshman wins.
As soon as these words fell, immediately after, Feng Sheng, who was beside Liu Hu, raised his arm high, signaled, and then came to the ring.
The mentor nodded and said in a loud voice, "Second round: Zhou Shaohua vs Feng Sheng!" ”
The appearance of the thin and tall man naturally attracted everyone's attention, and there were more than 100 people in the Xuan Academy, and it was impossible for them to know each of them, and some of the students in other departments who didn't understand the situation were muttering in a whisper.
"Who is this person, who looks weak, like skin and bones, this is also the firearms fighting department? You can't be killed with a punch. ”
There are those who don't know, naturally there are those who know, and the students next to them who seem to be friends hurriedly covered each other's mouths and said.
"You're looking for death, what are you talking about, Feng Mo doesn't know, be careful and don't know how to die in the future."
"Ahh He is the Feng Mo who kills people without blinking an eye in the academy and likes to abuse! ”
"Say!" The friend next to him kicked each other, the two shrank their heads, and Feng Sheng heard them below.
Feng Sheng's coming to power, Qin Lang's face became obviously solemn, Qin Lang still knew about this person.
Feng Sheng, 26 years old, firearms fighting department, ranked in the top three among second-class students in strength, and was the most powerful in firearms fighting to compete for the seventh son of metaphysics, but unfortunately lost to Huang Lie in the end.
It is said that the reason for the defeat was Feng Sheng, who liked to abuse opponents pervertedly, and none of the people who died in his hands were not abused by him during his lifetime, so he won the title of Feng Mo.
Because of his perverse personality, he finally failed to be selected as the seventh son of metaphysics, after all, in addition to his own strength, the seventh son of metaphysics must also have some character.
Don't say that you are a so-called great sage, but at least you have to have a basic character, how can someone like this brutal and even a little perverted become the seventh son of metaphysics.
Although the temperament is brutal, but it is also an enemy, basically every time the reward of the mission, will be offset by the merits, fortunately the temperament is withdrawn, arrogant, alone, and rarely conflicts with the students.
Even so, it is not something that other students can despise casually, and the news that Qin Lang learned, it is said that Liu Hu is not an opponent.
Liu Hu is not a firearms fighting department, but a martial arts practitioner of external martial arts, Feng Sheng can fight across disciplines, which is enough to make Qin Lang pay attention.
The seven major subjects, each of which has its strength, but also has its own weaknesses, which are coordinated with each other, and there is no one who is dominant, which is why the Xuan Academy is assured to teach.
"Huazi, your opponent is very strong this time, don't take it lightly."
Zhou Shaohua nodded and chuckled, "Don't worry, Lao Qin, watch me take it with one blow." ”
Zhou Shaohua seemed to be heartless, but his hands were slightly clenched, and when he looked carefully, there was some excitement in his smiling eyes.
Immediately, Zhou Shaohua turned to leave, looking at Zhou Shaohua's back, Zhao Changqing was a little worried.
"Senior Qin, do you say Senior Shaohua can win, this Feng Sheng is notoriously ruthless in the academy."
"Don't worry, Huazi's strength is very strong!"
If Feng Sheng's coming to power, Qin Lang was indeed a little worried about Zhou Shaohua, but looking at Zhou Shaohua's free and easy back.
Qin Lang knew that the boiling battle intent hidden in Zhou Shaohua's heart soon came up.
It's not blind confidence, it's a rare time to meet a strong opponent, and I'm happy.
This excitement was not only felt by Qin Lang, but even Feng Sheng, who had dark circles under his eyes on the stage.
Feng Sheng, who was expressionless, looked at the arrogant Zhou Shaohua with some surprise, and said softly.
"When others hear my name, they are all scared to death, but it's really interesting that you, a freshman, will be boiling with blood."
"Haha, it's rare to be able to compete with a master, this kind of pleasure is something that others can't feel." Zhou Shaohua replied with a laugh.
"yes, I hope you'll be able to laugh later." Feng Shengyin measured the road.