After seeing with their own eyes that the statistician was telling the truth, the expressions on the faces of Ye Dongjian, Wu Kunming and Lin Zhonghu were all wonderful. Then Ye Dongjian laughed heartily and said: "Big Black Bear, what do you know now?"

Are you called a sharpshooter? Your four-eyed frog is simply not good enough in front of Chenfeng, whose shooting skills were trained by me."

Lin Zhonghu on the side has a head full of black lines. Others may not know it, but he knows very well that Ye Chenfeng's miraculous marksmanship has nothing to do with Ye Dongjian. Otherwise, Ye Dongjian's character would have given Ye Chenfeng the first place.

One of them appeared, so even Ye Dongjian didn't know Ye Chenfeng's marksmanship was so good before that.

Wu Kunming's face was full of doubts. Isn't Ye Chenfeng a panic disorder patient? So how could his marksmanship be so good? He shot four coins in a row from a hundred meters away. This is definitely not a blind cat encountering death.

"I really didn't expect Chen Feng's marksmanship to be so good? I must let him train those bastards under me when I have time in the future." Wu Kunming's eyes shone. A sharpshooter like Ye Chenfeng was hard to find. The four men just now were

Eye Frog is already the best marksman among his men. If Ye Chenfeng is allowed to guide him, maybe he can have a sharpshooter as awesome as Ye Chenfeng among his men!

"I lost the first round of shooting." Wu Kunming said generously, all his thoughts turned to Ye Chenfeng.

"Big Black Bear, you lost this round, and you didn't even look at who Chen Feng's nephew is? Many of your people are just like little shrimps in front of Chen Feng." Ye Dongjian was in a very happy mood. After all these years, he was finally here

Wu Kunming felt proud in front of him.

But he also couldn't figure out why Ye Chenfeng's marksmanship was so good? In his memory, his nephew had never even touched the barrel of a gun before! Are there really geniuses in this world? But shooting is not about relying on

It only takes a genius, but it requires long-term training to reach the level of a sharpshooter. So how can you explain that Ye Chenfeng's marksmanship is so good?

"It seems that this kid has quite a lot of secrets. If I had known that his marksmanship was so good, I would have asked him to help me train the shooting department at all costs." Ye Dongjian thought in his heart, and he agreed with him on this point.

Wu Kunming coincided with each other.

The next round of competition was throwing. Ye Dongjian took everyone out of the shooting area and came to a relatively open area. Along the way, Ye Dongjian asked Ye Chenfeng if he was good at throwing?

Throwing, to put it clearly, is to compete with who is stronger. With Ye Chenfeng's current soul power at the second level, his strength will not be much worse, so he decided to wrap up today's three competitions as a small test.

Uncle, feel proud for once!

This time Ye Dongjian asked Wu Kunming's men to take action first. Wu Kunming sent out a tall soldier with bulging muscles that couldn't even be concealed by his military uniform. He was definitely a guy with super explosive power.

The shot put used for throwing weighs fifty kilograms, which is more than three times heavier than the shot put used in general competitions. It is very difficult for ordinary people to pick up a fifty kilogram shot put with one hand, let alone lift it.

A fifty-pound shot put was thrown.

The tall soldier picked up the prepared shot put in his right hand, took a deep breath through his nose, and raised the shot put in his right hand over his shoulder. The muscles on his arm became more protruding.

With a loud roar, he threw the heavy shot put.

The lead ball, which weighed a full fifty kilograms, drew a beautiful arc in the air and finally fell to the ground like a cannonball.

After the statistician finished counting the distance, his face was filled with shock. He trotted up to Ye Dongjian and others and said, "Instructor Ye, the distance of the throw is fifty meters."

Being able to throw a fifty-pound shot put fifty meters away can definitely be called a strong man. Looking at Ye Chenfeng's small body, Ye Dongjian couldn't help but worry, but even if he lost this round, wouldn't he still have the end?

How about a round of fighting? Now that Ye Dongjian has won the shooting, he believes that Ye Chenfeng can win the fighting match with his skills.

"What? Chen Feng is playing again in this game?" Wu Kunming asked. Throwing is not as good as shooting. It relies entirely on the powerful force that bursts out of the body in an instant. Ye Chenfeng has a mediocre body and does not look like an explosive person.

people.

"He who is capable should work harder! My nephew is an all-round genius. A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and the sea water cannot be measured. Haven't you heard this sentence, Big Black Bear?" When Ye Dongjian said this sentence, he actually felt something in his heart.

He is playing the drums, but he will never show weakness in front of Wu Kunming.

Ye Chenfeng raised his soul power to the second level peak and held up a fifty-pound shot put with the palm of his right hand. With his current soul power level, he was absolutely sure to win this throwing competition.

The palm of his right hand suddenly pushed forward hard, and a powerful wave surrounded the shot put. The shot put thrown by Ye Chenfeng had a very special trajectory. Generally, shot put thrown by Ye Chenfeng formed an arc of motion, but Ye Chenfeng threw it in an arc.

The shot put actually flew out in a straight line.

Soon Ye Chenfeng's shot put surpassed the shot put thrown by the previous soldier, but it did not stop yet. He continued to advance steadily for twenty or thirty meters before the shot put fell heavily to the ground.

Although I don’t know the exact distance, there is no need for a statistician to report the results this time. Everyone present knows that Ye Chenfeng won this shot put competition again.

The tall soldier's results shocked the statistician just now, and the results of Ye Chenfeng almost scared him to the point of peeing. Is this still a human being? Not only is his shooting perfect, but his explosive power is so powerful.

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The statistician reported Ye Chenfeng's score tremblingly, eighty meters, a full thirty meters further than the soldier just now.

Wu Kunming narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Chenfeng meaningfully. He couldn't figure it out. When did a person with panic disorder become a sharpshooter? And the explosive power in his body was astonishing? What if such a talent was transferred into the army?

If he is in the military region, his strength will definitely increase significantly.

"It seems that I won today? You, a big black bear, must be convinced that you lost, right?" Ye Dongjian said with great interest.

Wu Kunming understands Ye Dongjian's skills very well. He is sure that Ye Chenfeng was not trained by Ye Dongjian, so...

Full of doubts in his heart, Wu Kunming looked at Ye Chenfeng and asked: "Chenfeng, are you interested in going to the Beijing Military Region for development? Then I will get a major general for you."
Chapter completed!