"Wow, it's really amazing, it's so great, it's no longer possible. I feel so dizzy." The girl watching at the door saw Yan Minghui getting such a record as soon as she appeared. The crazy idea suddenly came to her mind and she almost couldn't stand firmly.

However, the only one who suffered was the boys beside these illegitimate girls. I guess all of them scolded Yan Minghui to death.

Liu Mou then picked up another arrow and placed it on the bow and arrow, and flew out with a whoosh. This time, it was the same, not biased and shot right in the middle.

With a puff, Yan Minghui was hit by a dozen arrows on the target. Liu Mou turned his head and looked at Yan Minghui faintly, his heart was speechless. From beginning to end, Yan Minghui seemed to be on the verge of him.

Swhoosh, six bows and arrows hit ten rings in a row, and Yan Minghui followed closely. The aiming and action power of the two were comparable. Even the aunt who managed the bow and arrow activity venue had a cold sweat on her head, thinking that she had no fun, and she wouldn't give them this chance if she had known it.

One person continued six arrows, and then he was sure to win. More and more people were watching outside the door. Everyone couldn't help but take a breath. Then several flower-obsessed girls picked up their phones and looked at Liu Mou and Yan Minghui.

In a few days, the contest between Liu Mou and Yan Minghui became the headlines of Xishan City. The title was, "Two prodigys, shooting archery is simply impeccable, and arrows are all on ten rings. It can be seen that the people who shoot archery at the Chinese Olympic Games are definitely not the two of them." Then, the photos of Liu Mou and Yan Minghui were attached below, which instantly made Xishan City a stir.

"It's not bad." After shooting twenty arrows, the yellow dot in the middle of the target had no extra place to penetrate. Liu Mou also stopped, turned his head and looked at Yan Minghui with a smile on his face, and said in admiration.

"I just learned archery before, but you, you don't have any practice but have such strong shooting skills. I admire you very much. Okay, there are so many people standing outside, so don't delay others shooting here." Yan Minghui bowed and gave in, but what he was thinking about was the bad words of Liu Mou.

"Well, that's right. I'm so happy. Let's retreat. There is also a gunfight training camp, so you can try it." Liu Mou said lightly.

"Well, let's go." Dou Yinya walked up to Liu Mou's shoulder and whispered: "You are so awesome. Have you practiced it before?" Dou Yinya said, her eyes full of expectations, as if she made Liu Mou's answer look the same as what she thought.

"Uh, this is actually, it's considered natural. I haven't practiced it before. The only thing I've ever used to play a slingshot. Which one to use to shoot birds? Is this counting?" Liu Mou scratched his head and said awkwardly.

When Dou Yinya heard this, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes. When Liu Mou saw it, his face was filled with helplessness, and he sighed faintly, and then walked towards the place where the gunfight was fought.

After a while, we arrived at the field training camp. The terrain here happened to match the terrain between the mountains, forming a very rich gun battle field, and several places had fortresses, which greatly increased the nature of actual combat. I have to say that the work was done perfectly.

After everyone was wearing protective measures and paintball guns, Yan Minghui said with a dick: "Dou Yinya, you don't have to go. Let me and Liu Mou fight each other. I just want to really experiment. Is his shooting skills and motor nerves that are so great?"

"Okay, I just happened to want to try with you, whose shooting skills are the best." Liu Mou was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this. He had already put on a war stance. How could Liu Mou tolerate it? Even if he was Yan Minghui and had strong strength behind him, what's wrong?

Then, the two of them held a paintball gun in their hands and quickly dispersed. Dou Yinya was sitting in the service area, looking at the scene coming from the big screen, and looking at Liu Mou's every move with fear. Although this did not hurt, the other party's identity was enough to suppress Liu Mou.

As soon as he reached his ideal position, Yan Minghui began to attack continuously. An easter egg hit the tree where Liu Mou was located, and there were both sides. Each bullet was only a few dozen centimeters away from Liu Mou, and it was a mobile shooting.

Seeing this, Liu Mou tentatively tentatively and hit the easter egg with a whoosh. Seeing this, Liu Mou hurriedly hid back and saw a gray bullet floating past his eyes. This shocking scene made the staff sweat.

When Liu Mou saw it, he thought he could not be so embarrassed anymore, so he quickly went to the side and moved a few bullets along Liu Mou to the track and hit the tree. Liu Mou, who was forced to do so, looked at the surrounding environment. There was no place where he could defend and attack, but instead gave Yan Minghui the upper hand.

Pupp, dozens of bullets hit the face again. Facing the rainy attack, Liu Mou could only hide behind the tree. This was not because Liu Mou did not want to fight back, but because he could not fight back at all. Once he went out, he would become Yan Minghui's target. At this time, Liu Mou did not know Yan Minghui's position. If he was not careful, Yan Minghui rushed to his side. One bullet determines the winning or losing.

Although Liu Mou had true qi to use, Yan Minghui did not have true qi in this one-on-one contest. If there was, he would not be able to use this fake gun, but to do it with real swords.

"Yo, can you just hide?" At this time, Yan Minghui's disdainful tone came, and his words were full of arrogance.

"Haha." Liu Mou sneered, ran towards another tree with a gun in his hand, and drew a graceful arc in the air. He found Yan Minghui's position in mid-air, and shot several shots on his face.

When Yan Minghui saw this, he called out something wrong and hurriedly hid. Seeing this, Liu Mou sneered and quietly drilled into the grass, approaching Yan Minghui quickly with lightning speed.

At this time, Yan Minghui was still looking at the direction where Liu Mou had just disappeared. He fired two shots in uncertainty, but they all hit the leaves. Seeing this, Yan Minghui cut off with disdain and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground.

There was a rustling sound in the grass. When Yan Minghui heard this, he screamed in secret. He quickly turned his head and suddenly realized that Liu Mou was looking at him with a smile on his face, and looked at him faintly with a paintball gun.

Yan Minghui quickly raised his gun and shot him, and with a puff, he turned to Yan Minghui's chest.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!