I Am Invincible From the End of the World

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Ling Xiu wanted to retort, "It's not easy."

But remembering Lin Xinghai's performance in the first level, he could only silently step aside.

With the end of the countdown, the second level officially begins.

Whoosh!

When the first tennis ball was shot, the expression on Lin Xinghai's face was slightly surprised.

Because of this tennis ball, it shrunk by nearly half and became the size of an egg.

Tennis is halved, so the difficulty of the second level is doubled.

And it's not just the size of the tennis ball that has changed.

All previous tennis **** were ejected from the same shooting port.

But now, the tennis **** are coming from the top 300 shots at random.

"It's interesting." Lin Xinghai muttered in his heart.

At the same time, he finally understood why he was able to rank in the top 100 when he reached 56% of the second level.

Compared with the first level, this difficulty is a bit exaggerated.

Bang bang bang bang!

Lin Xinghai kept pulling the flight, which, for him, was a little surprising at the beginning.

But after adapting quickly, with the marksmanship he has mastered, the difference between the second level and the first level is actually not that big.

Perhaps the biggest difference is that he clears customs faster.

Because of the second level, the frequency of tennis shots was shortened to one per second.

And not only the frequency has increased, but the rate of fire has also increased, and the time for the tennis ball to appear from the shooting port to the ground has also been shortened to 1 second.

So only 50 seconds later, Lin Xinghai entered the middle of the reload time.

"Amazing!"

"Brother Lin is mighty!"

Everyone was racing against time to praise.

Now they have not considered whether Lin Xinghai can enter the top 100. Instead, it was changed to guess what ranking Lin Xinghai could eventually reach?

And after changing the magazine, Lin Xinghai also took time to glance at the screen. His ranking has come to 156th.

Bang bang bang bang!

When the 5-second reload time expired, Lin Xinghai seamlessly switched to shooting mode.

After another 50 seconds, Lin Xinghai once again cleared the level with zero mistakes.

The next moment, even Ling Xiu couldn't help but run over to flatter him.

As for what the face is, it doesn't matter at this moment.

After all, no matter how thick-skinned he was, if he encountered danger outside the shelter, there was no way to help him resist the damage. But teammates like Lin Xinghai could save his life.

Ling Xiu: "Brother Lin, I have been a mercenary for so long, you are the mercenary with the best marksmanship I have ever seen."

Zhuang Qiao: "Yeah! I've also seen quite a few mercenaries who challenged the shooting list and entered the top 100, but I've never seen them as skilled as Mr. Lin."

Zhang Meiling: "Brother Lin, I'll give you another massage. I'll be able to pass the third level without any mistakes later."

Huang Nuo: "Brother Lin, it is estimated that you will become famous in the first battle. After today, there will definitely be many mercenary groups to win you over."

As for Yao Cheng, who is usually quiet, he is not good at such occasions, and he doesn't know what to say for a while.

Finally, he said, "Can you be the first?"

As soon as these words came out, the few people in the field who were going to hold a slap instantly became miserable. How do they answer this?

And it's not just them, Lin Xinghai is not easy to answer!

Wouldn't it be a shame to say no?

Say yes, if you can't be the first in the end, wouldn't it be even more loss of face?

"If you don't know what to say, go to the side." Huang Nuo couldn't help but reprimanded, then looked at Lin Xinghai and said with a smile, "Brother Lin, my brother is like this all the time, you..."

"It's okay!" Lin Xinghai waved his hand, and then asked with great interest, "Number one on the leaderboard, what level did you reach?"

Ling Xiu didn't know the answer to this question, so they all turned their attention to Zhuang Qiao.

Zhuang Qiao recalled and said, "Level 5, progress: 76%."

After hearing this, Lin Xinghai couldn't help but slightly raised his eyebrows.

In this shooting challenge, the difficulty between the first level and the second level has not improved by a single star.

If the level of improvement in each level is so terrifying, then the opponent can reach the fifth level, and the marksmanship is really amazing.

"Interesting." Lin Xinghai's eyes finally became serious.

He said, took a sip of orange juice, and after moving his wrist, he said, "Let's start the third level!"

Zhuang Qiao's mouth moved, but seeing the serious look on Lin Xinghai's face, she finally did not dare to persuade, nodded, and went to start the program of the third level.

As the countdown began, Lin Xinghai also adjusted his state to meet the new changes in the level.

Whoosh!

A tennis ball flew out, not as expected by Lin Xinghai, and became smaller again.

Only the size of a ping pong ball.

As the tennis **** flew out one by one, Lin Xinghai soon discovered that the biggest difficulty in this third level was not that the tennis **** had shrunk.

Rather, the sense of rhythm will be disrupted.

In the second level, whether the speed is increased or it is flying out from different shooting ports, the frequency of shooting the ball is the same, and the rate of fire is also the same.

But at this time, both of them are changing irregularly.

Sometimes the interval between the two **** is less than 1 second, but sometimes, it will extend to 2 seconds.

And the rate of fire is completely different, some fast, some slow.

It may even happen that the tennis ball in the back will land faster than the tennis ball in front.

In such an irregular ball game, even Lin Xinghai had to concentrate and deal with each tennis ball, and he could no longer be as careless as before.

call!

When the third level was over, Lin Xinghai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and he felt tired for the first time.

He glanced at the screen, and his ranking had risen to 28th.

The few people who were waiting on the side immediately gave the flattery.

But Lin Xinghai was no longer in the mood to listen. He just asked Zhang Meiling to massage his arm and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also obediently shut their mouths, and the training ground was instantly silent, but the eyes of several people were fiery.

They all had a strong hunch that they might be able to witness the birth of a sharpshooter today.

This time, Lin Xinghai did not start early, but used up all 10 minutes of rest time. When the countdown started, he opened his eyes.

He glanced at the light screen next to him, and the progress bar of the fourth level was refreshed.

When the progress bar is 38%, the 10th place is marked in red font.

He continued to move his eyes, and when the progress bar was 98%, he saw the words No. 4.

"There are only three people, have you passed the fourth level?" Lin Xinghai's eyes became more solemn.

Whoosh!

However, even though Lin Xinghai had made psychological preparations, when he saw the first ball flying out, there was still surprise in his eyes.