"Don't you think this kind of competition is an insult to the title of sharpshooter?"
Disdain appeared on Zhou Zheng's face. He licked his lips, stared at Yan Baoxun with a half-smile, and said coldly, "Such tricks as punching wine bottles will only exist in the national era and the American western cowboy era. Instructor Yan, you won't do it superficially."
Do you think that just by hitting a few wine bottles, you can determine whether the opponent is a sharpshooter?"
Faced with Zhou Zheng's disdain and questioning look, Yan Baihe blushed.
After a long time, Yan Baihe calmed down and sneered: "Well, Master Zhou, how do you think the comparison should be?"
Being frightened by this good-for-nothing Zhou Zheng made Yan Baixun feel ashamed and angry. When had he ever been treated with such disdain? Based on the usual behavior of this good-for-nothing Zhou Zheng, Yan Baixun concluded that Zhou Zheng was just scaring him into giving up the competition.
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"snort!"
Yan Baixun snorted coldly in his heart. He couldn't let this loser get his wish. He wanted to slap him hard on the ears in front of the entire besieged people, letting everyone know that Zhou Zheng had not changed and was still the same loser with a dazzling identity.
of waste.
Zhou Zheng laughed, his eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed through his eyes.
"If you want to play, you have to play something exciting. Didn't our fathers say it? Only in actual combat can one truly learn what he has learned. How about this? Our competition venue will be outside the city to see who can win."
In one day, the most prey is caught, and the value of the prey is the greatest."
After speaking, not to mention Yan Baixun, Zhou An and Lan Xi also had their brows twitching wildly.
"Master..."
Zhou Zheng waved his hand, interrupted Lan Xi's words, stared at Yan Baixun, and said word by word: "What does instructor Yan think?"
At this moment, Zhou Zheng's aura suddenly changed. He was no longer friendly, but had an air of domineering power.
Zhou Zheng is easy to say, but it depends on the timing. He is not the kind of person who can't fight back or scold. I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will retaliate. Twelve words, regardless of the past life
Zhou Zheng, Zhou Zheng at this time, is always in my heart.
Many times, the more you retreat, the more people bully you and trample on your dignity.
Yan Baixun had the illusion of being forced to the edge of a cliff. He understood the cruelty outside the city, and he was retreating in his heart. However, he thought that this loser Zhou Zheng was just bluffing, and there were so many people watching and listening around him.
How can he retreat? How can he retreat?
"This proposal is very good, I agree."
Gritting his teeth, Yan Baixun agreed. He did not believe that he, a second-level martial artist, could not win against this useless trainee martial artist in front of him.
As if he had thought of something, Yan Baixun's face showed amusement: "In order to prevent others from saying that I bully the weak, I will give you another week to practice your marksmanship." He turned around and said: "In one week,
I am here to welcome Master Zhou on his arrival."
In one week, he will be able to break through to the third level of warrior. It is not up to him how he wants to torture this waste.
A faint smile appeared on Zhou Zheng's face again.
In a week, he can do a lot of things, including raising his level to a higher level.
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"Master, are you a little too impulsive?"
After leaving the city, Lan Xi said worriedly.
When a trainee martial artist competes with a second-level warrior, even if the competition is about marksmanship, no one can see how Zhou Zheng has any chance of winning. What's more, it is rumored that Yan Baixun has reached the breakthrough stage and will enter the third-level warrior.
Zhou An also tried to dissuade him: "Master, why don't you go back and talk to the leader tonight and ask him to come forward and cancel this competition."
With a weed root in his mouth, Zhou Zheng stroked the Nepal on his thigh and felt its coldness. However, he did not explain too much, but looked at the mountains and forests in the distance and smiled. He spit out the weed root and felt the coldness on his tongue.
He had a bitter taste and said, "Let's go, I hope I can catch some new game today."
We walked through the forest and went a little deeper than yesterday.
Although Lan Xi and the two were worried, they thought of Zhou Zheng's miraculous marksmanship and acquiesced to Zhou Zheng's move.
Since the country proposed returning farmland to forests, the afforestation area of the entire country has continued to expand. Before the apocalypse, almost all the mountains seen were covered by woods as far as the eye could see. With few human beings, the trend was towards forests.
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In fact, it is not an exaggeration to call the woods now forests.
Tall trees and thick bushes.
Without using a knife to cut through some thorns, it is even impossible to pass. Under the tall trees, it always gives people an eerie feeling. The mountains, which have not been visited in the past twenty years, provide a space for animals to survive and reproduce. It is completely
The world of animals.
After climbing over a small mountain, there was a valley in front of him. Zhou Zheng looked at it for a while and stopped there: "Let's start here!"
What lives in the valley is a large group of mutant flies called flies.
The valley, which is always in darkness, provides enough soil for flies to survive and makes this place their habitat. Just approaching the valley area, you can hear the "buzzing" sound produced by flies flying.
The mutated fly is very large, about the size of a fist, and reaches thirty or forty centimeters with its wings spread.
Their overly large body structure limits their flying height and can only fly close to the ground.
When fighting, flies often rely on numbers to win and will use their needles, which are as hard as steel, as a means of attack.
In the memory of my predecessor, although this kind of fly was only a first-level alien beast, it was not so good. Many people died under the needle of the fly during the siege. Using speed, the needle of the fly, and the hands of a cavalry
If the spear is strong enough, it will definitely stab someone to the core.
Lan Xi and Zhou An's faces immediately changed color.
Zhou Zheng smiled lightly and said, "If you are afraid, you can wait for me here."
This time, Zhou Zheng did not use the 03 style, but pulled out the Nepali from his thigh and held it in his hand. Although the Nepali is not as comfortable to use as the dagger, in reality, especially in the early stage, its advantages are higher than that of the dagger.
When stepping on the fallen leaves of trees, the soles of the feet sink slightly. This is due to the excessive accumulation of fallen leaves over the years.
Lan Xi and Lan Xi looked at each other, drew their weapons at the same time, and followed Zhou Zheng into the valley.
The trees in the valley are taller and more lush. Under the cover, there are almost no plants and weeds living on the bottom of the trees, but they look empty. Flies are active under the trees, flying around, sometimes in small groups.
Sometimes it's a solitary one. There are flies lying on some of the trees, so densely packed that it makes one's scalp numb to see them.
Walking under these trees is extremely uncomfortable.
Zhou Zheng stopped and leaned against a tree that was hugged by several people.
After all, Lan Xi and Zhou An were second-level warriors, and their speed was much faster than ordinary people. With a few dexterous moves, they reached Zhou Zheng's side.
"Wait for me here. Don't get involved in hunting flies."
"Master, let's do it."
Zhou Zheng smiled and shook his head in refusal. In the eyes of the two of them, they were just hunting, just catching a few flies. How could they know that these were their own experiences. Killing them and killing themselves were completely different.
It's a concept, it's better not to let them do it.
Due to the mutation of its body structure, the fly has a muscle on its back. It is extremely delicious and can be regarded as a rare dish.
"Let me try it first."
Zhou Zheng's voice was unmistakable. He held Nepal in his hands and walked out of the tree trunk.
Lan Xi and Zhou An had followed Zhou Zheng for half a month, so they understood Zhou Zheng's temper. They simply gritted their teeth and sat on the pile of fallen leaves. Anyway, with their strength, they could kill Zhou Zheng when the flies exploded their nests.
Get out of this valley.
Out of the habit of thieves, Zhou Zheng first gave the fly in front of him a "weakness scan".
Suddenly, six flashing red dots appeared on the fly's body.
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