He looks like a pretty boy who couldn't take a hit, but he proves them wrong over and over again.
Skilled in martial arts and shooting, he is really too talented to be confined to his household!
Although Yan Xiaoqi constantly grumbled in his heart, his speed overcoming the obstacles did not decrease, shooting down the third humanoid target, leaving only 500 meters to the finish line.
The last two humanoid targets were set to move randomly.
This segment tested not only the accuracy of their shooting but also their observation of wind speed.
It significantly increased the difficulty, making hitting the bullseye even harder.
Every second counts!
Yu Chiyin lay prone on the muddy ground, a bead of sweat sliding down from his temple, slowly dripping near the corner of his eye.
His breathing steady, he squinted his eyes focusing on the two moving targets not far away, silently making calculations in his mind.
"Bang—"
