Qiao Lin and Li Yue were struck dumb, standing there stunned, their faces ashen.

Damn...damn gun...eight bullseyes...

How could this be...? This is absolutely impossible... She must have cheated.

However, the instructor confirmed that the gun was broken, and Jiang Yan and Bai Wei also proved with their actions just how difficult the gun was to use.

Cheating? Who would use a broken gun to cheat? That doesn't make any sense!

The only explanation is... she really is a genius? A marksmanship genius that only appears once in a century?

This conclusion hurt her more than killing Jolin.

Qiao Lin, who grew up in the compound handling guns, was taught by her father step by step. She practiced diligently for almost ten years before reaching her current level.

What makes Su An so special? What makes him think he can trample on her ten years of hard work after only two months of training? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a surge of bitterness in her heart.

On the other side, Zhao Yan and Sun Erniu also opened their mouths wide, their expressions as if they could swallow a big steamed bun.

Sun Erniu nudged Zhao Yan's arm, lowered her voice, and said with lingering fear, "Yanzi, do you remember? I told you that last time during the cross-country run, I tried to bump into her, and I ended up falling flat on my face. I knew something was wrong then; her build and the force of the impact were really weird! You didn't believe me!"

Zhao Yan certainly remembered that she had called Sun Erniu stupid, thinking that Sun Erniu was just too clumsy and fell down on her own, and that she had made up stories without actually hitting her.

After all, with Sun Erniu's physique and superhuman strength, she was the one who could easily knock people down; how could she possibly fail to even knock down a little chick? Now that I think about it, that Su An was truly bizarre.

"I knew it! I knew our Su An was the best!" Wang Xiaoya's cheers were particularly clear as she pulled Chen Xiaocao, jumping and skipping. "I told you, she definitely didn't cheat!"

Chen Xiaocao, supporting Wang Xiaoya, was also so excited that her eyes reddened. Liu Landi, who had been silent all along, was also filled with shock. As the daughter of a hunter, she had learned to use a hunting rifle from her father since she was a child. She knew how difficult it would be to use a gun without a sight. This gun with an inaccurate sight was like a super long-range scope in Su An's hands. How could anyone not admire it?

On the high platform, female instructor Zhang Ruobing's face was as calm as water, but her heart was in turmoil. As one of the best marksmen in the entire military region, she knew the terror of this situation better than anyone else.

To hit the bullseye with a gun whose sights are off-target at a distance of fifty meters, one needs to complete observation, calculation, adjustment, and firing within one second, and has superhuman control over the trajectory, wind speed, and even the slightest vibration of the barrel.

Su An not only did it, but he did it eight times in a row. This is not a skill, but an instinct, a talent ingrained in his blood!

Without further thought, she strode to the gun rack, inspected it herself, and selected the best-maintained and most perfectly tuned Type 56 semi-automatic rifle. She then walked briskly to Su Tang.

All eyes were once again focused on the event.

She handed him the gun, her voice carrying a hint of empathy for her fellow human being that she herself was unaware of, as well as a faint sense of expectation.

"Su An, the score from before doesn't count..."

"Now, I'll give you one more chance. Use this good gun and ten bullets to show us your true skill level."

"This result will be your final assessment. Do your best."

Everyone held their breath.

If you can score eight bullseyes with a broken gun, wouldn't it be incredible to shoot with a perfect gun?