Chapter 139: The Compet.i.tion

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Fiery Toms voice came from behind. Bai Xi was startled before she was pushed away by Fiery Tom.

Fiery Tom was filled with fighting spirit. Bai Lin, can we continue with our earlier bet?

Bai Lin slowly loaded the pistol and said, No.

Fiery Tom was starting to get a little anxious. He had imagined the scene of him winning against Bilina countless times in his mind, but Bai Lins repeated rejection made him unable to help himself. Its been a long time. Bai Lin, are you afraid?

[Hahaha, isnt this provocation like a elementary school kids?]

[Why is Fiery Tom in such a hurry? Lin-jie, continue to stall! We cant let him succeed!]

[My Lin-jies always been very calm, okay? She wouldnt be provoked!]

The next second, Bai Lin sneered, How can I be afraid? When I finish these two magazines, Ill beat you up.

Fiery Toms eyes lit up, and he continued to provoke, I dont believe you. Bai Lin ignored him. She raised her hand to empty the magazine, then reloaded at an even faster speed and emptied it again.

The instructor sensed that something was happening here and did not just stand by. When he walked over, his watch rang twice.

Bai Lins average scores for her second and third shooting were 65 and 82 respectively.

Bai Lin! The coach was shocked. Youre improving way too fast!

Fiery Tom frowned. Youre still pretending at this time?

Bai Lin looked at Fiery Tom in confusion. Pretending what? Even though my results arent as good as yours, its not too bad, right? I can compete with you, The coach laughed. But Fiery Tom shot with his eyes closed. Bai Lin, you should practice more. Dont compete with others.

No one paid any attention to the instructor. Fiery Tom suddenly laughed and then picked out the same pistol as Bai Lins from the a.r.s.enal. Are you ready?

Then lets start now.

Alright, Bai Lin said.

As she said that, she continued to reload, then raised her hand and glanced at Fiery Tom.

Fiery Tom sneered, We dont play this kind of childs game. Lets go with a moving target with a movement speed of 20 and appearing at random. How about it?

Sure.

The coach at the side covered his face. You guys are too reckless. Are you joking? Fiery Tom, even if you want to torture someone, dont pick on a

newbie like Bai Lin. Youre purposely trying to crush her confidence. What if she doesnt want to touch a gun in the future?

He then looked at Bai Lin and said, Youre a good potential, but its not appropriate for you to show off your abilities. I dont know what happened between the two of you, but its best to be careful.

Fiery Tom said impatiently, Coach, you talk too much. Dont disturb us. If Bai Lin doesnt win, its your fault for being too talkative.

Lets start, Bai Lin said.

The coach could not persuade anyone. Seeing Bai Lins confidence, the doubts in his heart were shaken again.

Could it be that Bai Lin was really hiding her true strength?

He and the others surrounded them and looked at them curiously.

The atmosphere became a little tense.

[Ah, I cant even breathe. Can someone tell me whats going on? What does Fiery Tom mean by a movement speed of 20?]

[Its 20 meters per second. To be honest, this speed is ridiculous. Its also a random target, which means that the target can appear anywhere within 50 meters. Fiery Tom and Bai Lin have to be extremely focused and have an extremely fast reaction speed to hit the target.]

[The shooting range isnt particularly large. Based on the information given by the crew, a moving target can only stay on the field for ten seconds at most, but according to Fiery Toms setting, itll disappear after one second.] [You mean they cant blink? Otherwise, they might miss the target?]

[Is this the confidence of a top-tier mercenary? So strong!]

The match began. Fiery Tom clenched his pistol and stared at the shooting range intently. His arms were tense, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. He did not blink at all. His eyes, which were always smiling, were now full of ruthlessness.

He had already entered a focused state of mind, and his aura was extremely terrifying.

The target appeared!

Fiery Tom quickly pulled the trigger. After firing five rounds, he pulled out the magazine with one bullet left, filled the magazine with a new one, and fired again.

Fiery Toms average score on moving targets was 83-3.

The smart shooting range would calculate the average score based on the number of bullets in the magazine and the number of hits. Fiery Tom had two bullets that were not fired, so the score was o, which pulled down the average score by a lot.

The detailed results were displayed in front of everyone.

Other than the two zeros, the rest of the scores were full.

Everyone stared at Fiery Tom, dumbfounded. When his gaze fell on Bai Lin, Fan Feng and the others beside Bai Lin seemed to be frightened by his deadly aura as they could not help but take half a step back..