My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

The rules of the shooting game are that the two players with the lowest scores will be eliminated from the sixth shot.

So from the perspective of viewing, the score is the highest from the sixth shot.

At this time, the passion of the guests will also be mobilized to the highest level, which is why the court banquets in Beilu always like to hold shooting games.

In order not to be eliminated, the players must be steady and have a very high psychological quality for every shot, otherwise there will be major mistakes.

The guests were still wondering whether this extremely young girl from Shenzhou would be under great pressure and mentally collapsed because the other players were all experienced, but she actually fired six shots in a row!

At the same time, the numbers on the screen began to jump.

10, 20, 30, 40, 50...60!

In the end, the number stayed at "60" and did not move.

"..."

There was silence on and off the field.

Six shots in a row, and six full rings.

Is this something a human would do? !

The other ten participants were also shocked, looking at the girl who had put down the pistol in disbelief.

Firing six shots in a row was as calm as drinking a cup of tea to her, and it did not cause any impact.

"I didn't embarrass Master Shao Yu." Ye Wanlan turned the gun in his hand and said slowly, "This way, Master Shao Yu will not punish me when he returns."

Xiang Shaoyu: "..."

He looked at Yan Tingfeng, who was also calm and indifferent, and asked in a low voice: "Did you know it earlier?"

Yan Tingfeng's fingers were still stroking the thermos cup, and he smiled softly: "I didn't know."

Xiang Shaoyu: "You didn't know?!"

"I said, I just believe in Xiao Wan without reservation." Yan Tingfeng's voice was cool, "So no matter what she does, I won't be surprised."

Ye Wanlan's six shots and six full rings made Oliver's expression change drastically.

He wanted to stop the game, but it was impossible.

Matvey stood up: "What do you mean, Master Shaoyu? Don't the people you brought follow the rules of the game?"

"The rules of the game are just shooting, there is no rule that you can't shoot continuously." Xiang Shaoyu fanned himself, "We are used to shooting six shots at a time, so we don't need to raise our hands and put them down again. Do you have any opinions?"

Matvey gritted his teeth: "No."

The game continued, and Ye Wanlan became a spectator because he had already fired six shots.

The difference between the first five shots was not big, all 0.1 and 0.2 rings, until the sixth shot--

"Bang!"

One person's hand was shaking, and he only shot nine rings!

He was pale and finally left the field.

After another person was eliminated, there were still nine people on the field.

Compared to the others who looked like they were facing a great enemy, Ye Wanlan was calm and still playing with the gun in his hand.

After the first eight people finished, Ye Wanlan raised his gun again.

"Bang!"

Another ten rings.

There were exclamations from the audience, followed by fierce applause.

The guests did not know the conspiracy of the Petrovich family. They only knew that Ye Wanlan's seven shots were extremely powerful and they recognized her.

"Who is she? Has she participated in the previous championships and national games?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. If she participated, she must have won the gold medal."

"She looks very young. Could she be a seeded player trained by Shenzhou this year?"

Soon, after the eighth and ninth shots, only Ye Wanlan and another participant were left on the field.

This participant, who was also a well-known figure on the Global Center shooting list, scored a good score of 89.5 rings in nine shots.

Although it was only 0.5 away from Ye Wanlan's nine shots of 90 rings, let alone 0.5, even 0.1, there was a world of difference.

"Bang!"

At the tenth shot, he could not bear the huge psychological pressure and missed the target, scoring only 8.8 rings.

Ye Wanlan shot the last shot calmly.

"Bang!"

Ten rings again!

Ten shots and a hundred rings!

This has never happened in shooting games in recent years!

"Papapapapa——"

The applause from the audience was thunderous, and the guests were cheering.

"Chief Oliver, I am willing to accept the bet. You promised us before that if we win, you will allow us to take away 100 cultural relics." Xiang Shaoyu smiled slightly, "I wonder when you will fulfill your promise?"

Oliver's face was ashen, and his white beard kept trembling. He was obviously furious.

He never thought that he had already laid a net and let Xiang Shaoyu take the bait, but in the end he would still fail.

And the source of all failures was actually because of the oriental girl brought by Xiang Shaoyu.

Oliver knew clearly how strong the shooting skills of the participants he invited were. All of them had participated in world-class sports competitions.

And the last person was still on the shooting ranking list of the Global Center.

The Global Center has established hundreds of rankings based on various industries, fields, etc. The range of people on the list covers the whole world, and the gold content of the ranking is also the highest.

Oliver was so confident because none of the two people Xiang Shaoyu brought were on the shooting list.

But who could tell him how this little girl could have such superb gun skills? And she was not on the shooting list of the Global Center? !

Cheating?

There was definitely no possibility of this.

All the equipment on the scene was provided by them, so the Xiang family would definitely not do anything wrong.

Oliver's heart was trembling, and he no longer looked arrogant.

He knew clearly how terrifying the spear skills of Ye Wanlan's level were.

As long as Ye Wanlan was willing and gave her a few minutes, she could hunt down everything she wanted to kill.

"After the palace banquet, the bet will naturally be presented." Oliver took a deep breath and said coldly, "But one hundred pieces are too many. How can Shaoyu transport them back to Shenzhou?"

"Don't worry about that. I can accept the bet, of course I have already prepared it." Xiang Shaoyu said with a smile, "It is also thanks to Chief Oliver. Originally we only wanted ten pieces, but you insisted on giving us a hundred. I will tell my grandfather later and let him thank you well."

Oliver is not a fool. He also reacted quickly and couldn't believe it: "You cheated!"

"How can this be called cheating?" Xiang Shaoyu said lightly, "This is a deal we have reached, isn't it?"

Oliver was so angry that his chest kept rising and falling, and he was breathing heavily.

"Patriarch." Matvey quickly supported him, "The palace banquet has begun, let's go in first. It's still unknown whether they can walk out of the banquet hall alive."

Oliver calmed his breath and said, "Well said, if they have the life to take it, can they have the life to leave?"

After the shooting game ended, the atmosphere reached its peak and the banquet officially began.

Many guests had come forward and wanted to talk to Ye Wanlan, but they were all blocked by Xiang Shaoyu.

"Miss Ye, you must be famous in the circle of the rich and powerful in Beilu now." Xiang Shaoyu sighed, "With this pistol skill, there must be many people who want to hire you."

"Hire me?" Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows, "My price is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Yan Tingfeng nodded slightly: "Xiao Wan has made a lot of headlines, and must have attracted the attention of those who are interested. I'm afraid we can't leave safely tonight."

"I have contacted people." Xiang Shaoyu's eyes darkened, "The Petrovich family is unkind, and I can't talk about "righteousness" with them. I wonder where Taoist Xingyue is?"

Ye Wanlan thought thoughtfully: "Maybe he went to find some psychics to practice."

Xiang Shaoyu: "..."

Finding psychics to play?

This hobby is novel.

The three entered the banquet hall, and people came and went in the banquet hall, toasting and chatting.

The main function of the palace banquet is to make friends, not to eat.

"That's Mr. Sergei." Xiang Shaoyu whispered, "The King of Yan's black iron and gold silk armor is in his hand."

Ye Wanlan looked over.

It was an old man over 80 years old, with silver hair and beard, but full of energy.

"Hello, Mr. Sergei." Xiang Shaoyu stepped forward, "I am Xiang Shaoyu, I wonder if I can talk to you."

Mr. Sergei just glanced at Xiang Shaoyu, and then said a word.

Xiang Shaoyu's expression changed slightly.

Among the several foreign languages ​​he took, there was Beilu language. Although it was not as good as Ye Wanlan's, there would definitely be no problem in daily communication.

But he couldn't understand what Sergei said.

Oliver sneered.

Sergei was not only old in age, but also in knowledge. He still stubbornly used the ancient Beilu language.

And many of the ancient Beilu languages ​​have been abandoned since one or two hundred years ago.

The younger generation of Beilu people may not be able to understand what he said, let alone those who came from Shenzhou.

He wanted to see how Xiang Shaoyu would ask Sergei for the King of Yan's black iron and gold silk armor when they couldn't communicate with each other!

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