The hall masters in the room were dumbfounded, their eyes widened, and they couldn't recover for a long time.
The first ones to react were a group of snipers, who screamed "fuck" on the spot.
"I, I, I, I must be hallucinating... Madam actually killed one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine... fifteen birds with ten shots?"
"I learned sniping from my mother's womb, and now if I take ten shots, I can only hit one bird at most!"
"Sister Xiang has practiced Jiaolong's sniping techniques for so many years and only managed to hit three..."
"So Madam is a hidden sniper sharpshooter! This sniping technique is amazing! Her posture when sniping is not standard, it seems that she just points casually! This marksmanship is amazing!"
For a moment, all the snipers looked at the past and present with bright eyes, and they obviously regarded him as their idol.
Ming Jingchen was very surprised, "I didn't expect you to be able to snipe?"
Jin Xi raised his lips and said, "There are so many things that you didn't expect."
Ming Jingchen was choked immediately. Everything was good in the past and present, but this mouth was not pleasing at all.
Ming Siyan looked at Jin Xiang deeply, and inexplicably felt that Jin Xiang's gesture of holding the gun just now looked a little familiar.
Jin Xi threw the sniper rifle to Mingfeng, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and smiled wildly, "How does my shooting skills compare with Song Xiang's?"
This was said to all the hall masters.
Everyone, "..." What do you want us to say?
The leader of the Punishment Hall, who was called the most cheerful, looked as if a colorful paint tray had been knocked over. His old face could be described as colorful.
The leader of the Xingwu Hall laughed loudly and said honestly, "She is indeed the wife of our family master. She is amazing, amazing! This marksmanship is as good as that of a dragon. How can Song Xiang compare with her?"
Song Xiang's face was pale and pale, his hands hanging down were clenched into fists, his nails scratched his palms, and he gritted his teeth in disbelief.
In her eyes, now and then, she is just a vase, so why is her marksmanship so good?
The spear skills she was so proud of were worthless in the face of the past and present.
For a moment, Song Xiang's lips trembled violently and he couldn't even lift his head.
Strength is the most important thing in S Continent. Whether a person can be respected depends on whether you are strong enough.
Now that Jin and Xi have shown her strength, who can say anything?
Even Ming Lin, who had always supported Song Xiang and had the best relationship with Song Xiang, couldn't help but look at the past and present with admiration.
Mingfeng stood behind Jin Xi, with a proud look on his face.
He couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. Fortunately, the third master gave him to Jin and Xi. Following Jin and Xi, he really gained a lot of knowledge.
"Hall Master, do you still think that our wife is jealous of Song Xiang's marksmanship?"
The master of the punishment hall turned red and hesitated.
Jin Xi looked at Song Xiang with cold eyes, "The survival of the strong is the rule of S Continent.
If I give you these two slaps, you have to accept them. Do you have any objections?"
Song Xiang didn't say anything. She regretted provoking Jin Xiang. She thought she could improve her status in the organization and alienate the relationship between the boss and Jin Xiang... but she shot herself in the foot.
Song Xiang was almost fooled to death by himself.
Jin Xi said sarcastically, "Your spear skills are really good. Even if you practice for ten more years, you still won't be able to catch up with Jiaolong."
Song Xiang pursed his lips, looked embarrassed, and spoke with difficulty, "My lady's shooting skills are superior to those of my subordinates, and I am willing to be inferior."
After a pause, she straightened her back and finally maintained her dignity and said, "I believe that Madam will not damage my cornea. It should be caused by my carelessness. I have no intention of falsely accusing Madam."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the hall leaders and snipers changed slightly.
They are not fools.
When Song Xiang came to them in the morning, she made it clear that she had been slapped twice in the past and had damaged her cornea.
Now he says it again.
It seemed like they were looking for trouble.
Song Xiang did not dare to raise her head to meet other people's eyes. She knew that her statement would offend the hall master and lose the hearts of the snipers.
But she can't admit it. Once she admits it, she will be kicked out of the organization.
She has been doing things in the manor for so many years, and the hall masters and snipers will not tear her down, but after this incident, she is no longer the powerful Song Xiang before.
Jin Xiang was not in the mood to investigate whether Song Xiang was deliberately framed. It was just a waste of time. She licked her lips and said casually,
"I'll apologize to my brother later and let this matter be over."
Song Xiang refused to accept, "Madam, my subordinate is a first-level sniper, how can I apologize to someone who is not even a samurai? Just like Madam, if you attack your subordinate, he has nothing to say! But your brother, he is not worthy of being a subordinate.
Apologize!"
People who grew up in S Continent are naturally proud!
Even if she is kicked out of the organization today, she will not give in!
"You mean, if I become a first-level warrior, I can make you apologize to me?" Shen Jia Shu's voice sounded at the door.
A group of warriors walked in surrounded by the young man.
When the leader of the Xingwu Hall saw Shen Jia Shu, his eyes suddenly lit up.
When I met Shen Jia Shu yesterday, this kid still looked like a weak and weak useless person, but now he seemed to be completely reborn, with vigorous strength emanating from his whole body.
Song Xiang looked at Shen Jia Shu coldly, not taking him seriously at all, "First-level warrior, are you kidding me?"
After saying this, the other warriors took out the fist strength tester, which showed a punch strength of 750.
Shen Jia Shu pointed at the numerical value above, his eyebrows were evil, "Miss Song, I disappoint you, I am already a first-level warrior."
"Did you hit me with this?" The leader of the Xingwu Hall stared wide-eyed, with a complex expression on his face, "You kid, didn't you steal some evil witchcraft from the Gongsun family?"
Shen Jiashu asked, "What Gongsun family?"
The leader of the Xingwu Hall said, "There is a big family in S Continent that occupies one-third of the territory of S Continent and specializes in witchcraft. You are not from here, are you?"
Otherwise, a person with an ordinary physique yesterday would become a first-level warrior in just one night!
No fantasy novel is so exaggerated!
The corners of Shen Jiashu's mouth twitched, "What are you thinking, Master? How could I engage in such crooked ways? My sister helped me shape my body. My sister is amazing!"
The other warriors nodded, unable to hide their admiration.
"Madam is really amazing. Not only has she broken the record of our boxing strength tester, but she can also turn an ordinary person's physique into the bones of a first-class warrior!"
"We thought Madam was joking before, but the reality slapped us in the face!"
"My lady is a god!"
The leader of the Xingwu Hall trembled, "Madam, you broke the record of the boxing strength tester. Don't tell me that you are not only a superb marksman, but also a top-level warrior?"
There was no expression on Jin Xi's face, and he said casually.
The leader of the Xingwu Hall covered his chest. He was too old to take a breath, so he fainted from the stimulation.
