I'm really not a genius

Chapter 13

Song Zhen picked her eyebrows and said with a smile, "it's good. It's OK. I've opened four!"

Then he opened another target thrower.

"Whew, whew, whew -"

With four soft sounds, Xie Yaozu reluctantly raised the muzzle again. However, before shooting, the barrel was pressed down by Song Zhen.

"Don't make trouble!" Song Zhen motioned with her eyes and said, "go."

Xie Yaozu looked blankly at Song Zhen and said, "I, I didn't make trouble, I..."

"It's your face, isn't it?"

Song Zhen looked coldly at Xie Yaozu, pointed to the gun in his hand and said, "when I'm blind?"

"I..."

Xie Yaozu stared at Song Zhen blankly. He was as if he had been struck by lightning.

Found?

He found my gun modified?

No, no way!

I spent a lot of money looking for the master to refit. How can I be found so easily

"Oh, Andrew's craft?"

Song Zhen glanced at the M12 and said, "who are you looking for, Jonah or Levin?"

Xie Yaozu felt his heart tighten suddenly.

——He really knows!

——Not only know, but even implement it to specific people!

Indeed, it was Levin Andrew who modified the gun. He was a junior of Andrew's family and a gun master who was in the limelight in recent years.

You can see it at a glance?

What eyesight is this??

Song Zhen looked at him coldly and said, "I'm young. I don't practice guns well. I patronize playing such small tricks. I don't know how your parents taught me."

After that, he waved his hand, motioned the other party to roll away like a fly, and then turned his eyes to the shooting range.

Xie Yaozu's face was pale and he stepped back in a daze. It seemed that he had just been sentenced to death.

At this time, Lu Yao has begun to challenge four at a time.

Each time a flying saucer is added, the difficulty increases geometrically. When the number reaches four, the difficulty of hitting all is at least twice that of three.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In the first round, Lu Yao only fired three shots and hit all, while the fourth only made a brief aim and did not shoot.

He knew the time had passed.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In the second round, he tried to shoot in two batches. The first shot hit smoothly, and only one shot was hit in the next three shots. He didn't find the right rhythm.

"Yes, that's what I mean."

Song Zhen said encouragingly, "don't worry. Take your time. Now no one has robbed you. Try the next round of flat gun - don't move the muzzle height, just move left and right."

Lu yaoruo nodded silently.

"Whew, whew, whew -"

Four light sounds came. According to Song Zhen's hint, Lu Yao held his shotgun flat, his upper body motionless, and turned left and right with his waist as the axis.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In less than one second, four shots were fired and four disc targets exploded at the same height. The scene was very gorgeous.

"Wow -"

There were bursts of exclamations in the crowd.

At the same time, Guo Xiaoman, who was far away from his home, also widened his eyes and held his mobile phone in disbelief.

After reporting the live studio, he did not quit, but continued to stay here to watch his roommate's training.

When he saw that the hairspray man was shot and Lu Yao couldn't catch it at all, he was so anxious that he wanted to call him and tell him to get out of the game quickly. Don't stand there and make a fool of himself.

However, just a few minutes later, the situation reversed.

Lu Yao played more steadily and faster, from equal share to catching up from behind, from catching up from behind to controlling the situation, and finally drove his opponent out of the game directly.

Now, four guns were fired in a round, and Guo Xiaoman saw the shadow of the gun god from him in a trance.

Guo Xiaoman subconsciously rubbed his eyes and confirmed that the thin figure in the video was really his roommate Lu Yao. After that, he felt that the reality suddenly became a little metaphysical.

……

At this time, in an activity room of the imperial demon hunting college, seven or eight young men and girls were sitting around the long table for a meeting.

"Lying in a slot..."

In the corner of the activity room, a boy nearly two meters tall suddenly burst into foul language.

The others looked at him in unison.

The tall boy saw everyone's eyes, blushed and said, "that, no, er..."

He scratched his head. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and said, "I found a good seedling. I think it can attract him to join the school team."

"What good seedling?"

The white girl sitting at the long table stood up and walked behind the tall boy.

"Here, that's it..." the tall boy pointed to his mobile phone screen and then turned up the volume.

What is shown on the screen is the live broadcast of winter training. The target throwing machine shoots six disc targets at a time. Lu Yao raises the muzzle and shoots quickly without losing a shot for several consecutive rounds.

"Horizontal trough..."

A boy around couldn't help but swear.

The girl in white looked at five or six rounds and said, "our school? Freshman?"

The tall boy said, "well, freshman, this live broadcast is principal song's shooting winter training."

The girl in white was silent for a moment and said, "I want this man. Go and contact him."

"OK!"

……

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Six shots were fired and six clouds of smoke. Lu Yao put down his shotgun and quickly replaced the bullets.

The ammunition capacity of M12 is 12 rounds, there is no magazine, and the bullets need to be replaced every two rounds.

[class a shotgun skill book is being downloaded]

[download progress: 29.5%, 29.8%...]

With the download of the skill book, Lu Yao felt that his state of mind became extremely calm, and his spirit seemed to concentrate.

In the boundless world, it seems that there is only one person, one gun and a flying target, and nothing else exists.

He mechanically raised the muzzle of his gun and shot down the flying saucers one by one.

One, two, three

Eh?

At a certain point in time, Lu Yao suddenly found that the expected target did not appear where it should appear.

What's going on?

Why not?

He almost emptied his gun.

"Pa pa..."

A few seconds later, applause came. Lu Yao turned his head blankly, but found that it was principal Song Zhen who applauded.

At the moment, the other party is looking at him with a smile, and his eyes are full of praise.

"Pa pa pa..."

With principal song taking the lead, the surrounding crowd also burst into applause. Then, more people joined the applause team, and the applause gradually became more and more enthusiastic.

Lu Yao put down his shotgun and felt as if he were separated from the world.

Looked up at the download progress of skill books: 42.1%.

In just over ten minutes, nearly 30% of them were downloaded.

Equivalent to 300 hours of hard training.

Sure enough, it's not enough to just know that it's impossible to immerse yourself in hard practice. You still have to have appropriate guidance and the stimulation of actual combat.

Listening to the surrounding applause, Lu Yao's cheeks were slightly red and his head was somewhat embarrassed.

He sincerely saluted president Song, thanked him for his guidance, and then prepared to return to the crowd.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he stumbled under his feet and couldn't stand firm.

"Hey..."

Song Zhen grabbed him and said, "why, you're so tired after shooting?"

Lu Yao quickly adjusted his focus and barely stood firm. Only then did he find that he seemed to have experienced a big test. His mind was empty and his mental strength seemed to have been completely emptied.