Sniper Track

"My dignity should be taken back by myself."

"Hit them hard in the face..."

In Shen Longxiao's small eyes, light flashed again, and the desire to fight was completely awakened by Chen Xingxi's short words!

In life, there are nine out of ten situations where people are not recognized and understood by others, and there is nothing to feel wronged about.

how? Others can bear it, but you can't?

Growth is always accompanied by pain and setbacks.

It's just the criticism and misunderstanding of others...

Shen Longxiao said to himself in his heart: "Yes! Nothing is smooth sailing...

Since you treat me like this, I will make you shut up through actual performance! "

Shen Longxiao stood up from his seat with a bang, strode away in a dashing stride, and walked down the stairs of the auditorium one by one.

Jiang Jieyuan gave a brief summary of the game that just ended. Before the words were finished, Zuo Jiesuo said excitedly, "Students, in the next game, both sides will be third-rank!"

The audience suddenly burst into flames.

"Huh? What?"

"The battle of the third rank?"

"I remember that the battle of the third rank every year is held on the second day, why is it today..."

Hearing this news, everyone's attention shifted from the previous "Goddess Showdown" to the next "Three-Rank Battle".

What goddess? !

It doesn't matter!

Women are pink skeletons! I'm not here to see the goddess today!

That's right... I am such a pure-hearted person!

Boys are like this, they have two "hobbies".

The first is to see beautiful women.

Opposite **** attracts each other, and seeing more beautiful women will make people feel relaxed and happy.

Except for a few special people, most boys are unavoidable.

Secondly, boys have a heroic dream.

They yearn for the bizarre and imaginative world, and longing for the rivers and lakes with green shirts, swords and horses.

There are nearly 10,000 freshmen at Beijing University, but only 100 were able to make it to the finals of the freshman competition.

In other words, there is only a one percent chance.

The peak of the second rank, or the classmates of the third rank, to those ordinary people, it is like the "heroic dream" in their hearts that has been severely hit by reality.

Although I don't have that kind of aptitude, I'm just a mediocre being, but there are still people in this world who can become someone else's hero like the one in my dream...

Splashing ink and dyeing it is three-foot chivalry.

For an unknown person in the rivers and lakes, being fortunate enough to watch the decisive battle between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng on the top of the Forbidden City is enough to make a lot of sense and relieve his life!

The battle of the third rank, for these ordinary students of the first and second ranks, has an indescribable magic power.

Lu Feng and Shen Longxiao walked slowly from two directions, one left and one right, facing each other...

Getting closer.

Lu Feng was also very surprised when he learned that he was going to play soon.

However, he has absolute confidence in his own strength.

The opponents he recognizes are only a few people, not just a third-rank "cat and dog" that just pops out of nowhere, so he can take him seriously.

After all, even if they are the same three ranks, there is also a distinction between superior and inferior.

Some third-grades can go against the sky and leapfrog against fourth-grades.

And some third-rank, even second-rank can not be defeated.

(Yu Xi: "???, I doubt who you are carrying.")

The little-known Shen Longxiao obviously did not attract Lu Feng's attention.

The list of winners of each province in the first national "Future King" competition was announced on the homepage of the official website. Lu Feng just checked it, and none of the lists contained Shen Longxiao's name.

It can be seen that either he didn't even participate in the competition, or he didn't get a place.

Whether it's the former or the latter, it's enough to prove that this little fat man 100 meters away in front of him...

Not enough!

Lu Feng secretly said in his heart: "If a third-rank like him encounters other third-rank, there may be a possibility of a battle.

But, meet me...

You are out of luck! "

Looking at the whole school, the only person who can convince Lu Feng is Huang Si.

That "monster" can really crush him to a certain extent.

Under the violent fire of bullets, no one dared to stay within fifty meters of him.

The most annoying thing is that his fighting strength is also abnormal.

Physique, qi and blood, speed, reaction, agility, consciousness...

All of them are top-notch!

To be able to rank second among the candidates who signed up for the "martial arts exam" this year, Lu Feng is completely worthy of his arrogance.

Apart from Huang Si, only Liang Shu's animalized form, Yu Xi's bizarre mental illusion, and Shi Sanming's troubling triple displacement could make him feel a little bit tricky.

But it's only "a little feeling"!

Really want to move his hands, he is not afraid of anyone!

There were also many girls in the audience.

Looking at Lu Feng and Shen Longxiao who were slowly entering the arena from both sides, these girls instantly had a choice in their hearts.

Not only for boys, but also for women.

No matter who they are, when they get to know others, they always look at their faces first.

Shen Longxiao's "Yuan Gu Long Dong" body looks like a polar bear or a fat penguin, cute and harmless to humans and animals.

The usual iconic smile on his face all converged at this time, which reduced a lot of points to his overall image.

There is no way. At this time, Shen Longxiao is fighting to maintain his dignity, and he has been despised by the school, how can he still laugh?

It would be nice if there was no fire in the eyes!

Under other circumstances, Shen Longxiao's slightly cute appearance might make many girls feel good.

The level of "love at first sight" is impossible to achieve, because after all, he is not the type that is too handsome, but the appearance of joy will be very attractive.

pity……

Now, the one who compares with him is Lu Feng.

Lu Feng's appearance is very handsome and handsome.

In the pupils, there is a moving demeanor, the bridge of the nose is high and the facial features are three-dimensional.

Eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, ears.

If any part is taken out alone, no fault can be picked out.

Integrating together, they complement each other and make people feel handsome and extraordinary.

She was wearing black trousers and a slightly luxurious looking golden-yellow British-style shirt.

If you have to describe it, Lu Feng is a wealthy and noble son who came out of the comics.

On the other hand, Shen Longxiao is the kind of decent character who supports various jokes in the stories of various novels and comics.

This multiple-choice question is not difficult, right?

Most girls choose Lu Feng.

At least, judging from the performance of the girls at the scene, the voices cheering for Lu Feng are much more than those for Shen Longxiao.

Shen Longxiao was getting closer and closer to the arena, and there was only about ten steps left. Sitting on the ground on one side, Yan Lao, who was about to become a "fossil", suddenly spoke to Shen Longxiao.

"Little fat boy, go to the competition with confidence..."

Shen Longxiao, who had a serious expression, warmed his heart and showed a smile. Just as he was about to say thank you, he heard Old Yan continue to say...

"If you are in danger, I will guarantee your safety, don't worry."

Shen Longxiao: "..."

The words that had just reached his mouth were swallowed by Shen Longxiao again.

I bother!

Bai was moved for a long time!

I thought you were encouraging me, but I didn't expect that when you opened your mouth and shut your mouth, you just changed the way to say that I would lose!

Shen Longxiao let out a light "hum" and stepped into the arena without paying any attention to Mr. Yan.

Let the facts speak for themselves!

The two sides put on the armor provided by the school and made their preparations.

The referee teacher gave the order: "The game... start!"

With an order, three different energy fluctuations slowly appeared on the field, one on Lu Feng's side, and two on Shen Longxiao's side.

In Lu Feng's hand, a long sniper rifle appeared.

The barrel of the gun is slender and full of beauty, and an expert can know that it must have extraordinary power just by looking at it.

Its shape is somewhat similar to Windrunner M96.

This old-generation burst sniper rifle has a nickname called "Windrunner".

This name is very suitable for Lu Feng.

Shen Longxiao's left hand and right hand moved violently, and in an instant, both his main gun and auxiliary gun appeared in his hands.

The pistol in the right hand is very aesthetic, looks light and agile, similar to P1911 - silver mark.

As for the left-hand pistol, on the lower side of the middle of the barrel, there is a long magazine, the shape of which is somewhat similar to the shape of the small submachine gun - the black iron mark.

It doesn't matter if the gun is drawn, the auditorium and the rostrum exploded.

Two-handed pistol...

This is a very rare situation.

Because this kind of person is really... too useless.

Under normal circumstances, at the age of 15, if you know that your main gun will be a pistol, you will basically give up being the fittest, and instead study hard in high school for three years, cultivate your interest, and work well in the society in the future~ www.readwn.com~ After all... The pistol is too weak in the early stage, it provides little help to the master's combat power, and also limits the master's training speed.

Only the cultivation base of the middle grade and above can exert the power of the pistol.

Moreover, this pistol is also their auxiliary gun.

Under the circumstance of limited qualifications, it is easier said than done to cultivate the main pistol to the middle grade?

Rather than insisting, it is better to give up cultivation and obediently look for other paths.

Dual pistols, and still a third-rank Tianjiao?

Although everyone doesn't say it, they still have doubts in their hearts.

"My gun is a rifle, why is it that I am still a second rank, but he can cultivate a silver mark on a pistol?"

"Could it be...?"

"A 'false cultivation' built up by taking medicine?"

Zuo Jiexuo also forced a warm-up with an embarrassed expression: "It seems that this is a rare and novel match.

The showdown between sniper rifles and dual pistols, let's all wait and see! "

Seeing Shen Longxiao's pistol, Lu Feng raised a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth. The wind was blowing under his feet, and he ran the hurricane around the field for a week.

After two seconds, Lu Feng returned to the place and smiled gracefully: "This classmate, are we still fighting?

Will your 'Three Rank' be revealed as soon as you move your hand?

After all, here...

It's already my battlefield! "

In an instant, a gust of wind blew up on the field, against the much-anticipated Lu Feng, like the son of Fengshen smiling in the wind.

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