It's obvious that the Grand Elder was behind this, and he was simply trying to indirectly make things more difficult for Shi Miao and Shi Si.
After all, in his mind, the two of them were definitely novices when it came to guns.
Shi Ying glanced at the table, expressionless, picked up a gun and walked away. Perhaps because she lost to Shi Miao that morning, she exuded coldness all over her body, as if she had "Don't mess with me" written on her face.
Shi Si casually picked up a handful of things, looked at them, weighed them in his hand, then put them down and picked up another, giving people the illusion of being highly professional, but little did they know that he didn't understand anything and was just looking at them for fun.
He turned his head to look at the girl next to him and asked, "Sis, which one do you think is more suitable for your brother?"
Shi Miao glanced at the powerful pistol he was holding, which had a lot of recoil, quickly scanned the table, picked out the simplest one and handed it to him, "This one is more suitable for beginners."
Upon hearing this, Shi Si raised an eyebrow slightly, calmly put down the one he was holding, took the one Shi Miao had chosen for him, and casually tossed it in his hand. "Okay."
Shi Miao was too lazy to choose, so he simply picked up the gun that Shi Si had just put down, twirled it in a cool way, and then turned and walked towards the shooting platform.
At this moment, Shi Ying, who was standing a few steps away from her, had already raised her gun.
She maintained a cold expression, making no aiming motion, and casually pulled the trigger.
The next second, with a bang, the bullet burst out of the barrel.
Shi Ying's expression didn't change at all. She pulled the trigger again and fired five shots in quick succession.
The bullets, like sharp arrows, shot straight in the same direction with a whoosh.
All six bullets hit the bullseye without missing a beat, all striking the same spot.
Seeing this, Shi Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense face relaxed considerably.
She glanced casually at Shi Miao a few steps away from her, a slight smile playing on her lips, and slowly lowered the gun in her hand.
Soon, the referee announced the result, which shocked almost everyone present.
"Wow, six shots, ten rings! How are we supposed to compete now?"
"It seems that Miss Shi Ying's marksmanship has improved again. The last time I saw her practice, although she hit the bullseye every time, she never hit the bullseye so precisely today."
"I think we can still have high hopes for the young lady. After all, she completely crushed Miss Shiying in the martial arts competition this morning. Maybe she can create a miracle this time as well."
"In that case, I'm more looking forward to the young master's performance. Look at how confident he looks; he's sure to surprise us later."
"You're overthinking it. Being good at fighting doesn't necessarily mean you're good at shooting. And how can you possibly surpass the record of six shots to the bullseye?"
The crowd below the stage was buzzing with discussion. Although they all knew that Shi Miao and Shi Si were no match for Shi Ying in shooting, the jaw-dropping results from that morning had drawn everyone's attention to the brother and sister.
...
Meanwhile, on the firing platform.
Shi Miao glanced at the target Shi Ying had just shot at, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then waved to the referee standing not far away.
The referee, seeing this, quickly went over, though he was somewhat puzzled.
Shi Miao casually twirled the pistol between his fingers and said politely, "Could you please switch me to a moving target? Thank you."
Shi Ying, who had already turned around to leave the stage, stopped abruptly upon hearing this, turned around sharply to look at Shi Miao, her eyes filled with astonishment.
Moving target?
She's gone mad!
The referee was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, finding it quite unbelievable, and even doubted whether he had misheard.
Seeing that he didn't react, Shi Miao frowned almost imperceptibly. "Hmm?"
The referee snapped out of his daze, his eyelids twitching as if he thought she was joking. "Miss, are you sure?"
Shi Miao nodded slightly, looking quite serious. "Yes, it's a moving target."
It must be admitted that Shi Ying's marksmanship is indeed superb. Even though I hit six bullseyes, I could only match her.
Therefore, the only way to win this shooting contest is to increase the difficulty.
The referee, looking at the girl in front of him, couldn't help but offer a friendly reminder, "Miss, this moving target is very difficult..."
Although one should not underestimate anyone, the rumors were still there, and he simply couldn't believe how good her marksmanship could be.
Even if we take a step back, Miss Shi Ying's score is already top-notch. Even if the young lady in front of us has good marksmanship, it's impossible for her to score six out of ten, right?
Moreover, it's such a crucial moment for the successor assessment today. Putting aside strength, a normal person would choose to play it safe and steady. Even if it ends in a draw, wouldn't that mean they haven't lost?
Shi Miao raised an eyebrow, her attitude firm, "It's a moving target."
She paused for a moment, then said, "By the way, could you please set my movement speed to the fastest?"
The referee's eyes widened in disbelief, his voice rising in astonishment, "Set it to the fastest speed?!"
Shi Miao nodded, "Yes."
Although the referee was quite shocked, seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, he did as she instructed.
As for Shi Ying, who hadn't yet stepped off the stage, she naturally heard the entire conversation between the two and was equally shocked.
Having learned her lesson that morning, she was now unsure whether Shi Miao could actually do it.
She frowned, gave Shi Miao a few deep looks, and then stepped off the shooting platform.
...
Over here, although the Grand Elder did not know what Shi Miao and the referee had said, he was still stunned when he saw that the bullseye had been replaced with a moving target.
"Is she going to challenge a moving target?" The Grand Elder could hardly believe his eyes. "Wasn't she said she couldn't shoot?"
Shi Song's cheek twitched slightly. "The information does indeed state that it cannot be done."
He paused for a moment, then said, "I guess it's just for show."
The elder looked at Shi Miao, whose back was straight on the stage, and after thinking for a moment, he analyzed: "Even if the young lady knows how to shoot, it is impossible for her to hit six ten-ring shots on a moving target. Therefore, Shi Ying will undoubtedly win this shooting contest."
Upon hearing the Grand Elder's analysis, Shi Song's brows relaxed slightly. "Yes, you're right."
Being good at physical combat is one thing, but it's impossible for someone to be such a good shot as well. No one can be so versatile.
Besides, Shi Ying's achievements speak for themselves; no one can surpass them.
As for moving targets, even a sharpshooter couldn't possibly achieve a perfect score of six shots to ten, so their worries were completely unnecessary.
The two of them stopped talking and both turned their attention to Shi Miao on the stage.
Soon, the moving target was replaced, and its movement speed was adjusted to the fastest speed as requested by Shi Miao.
This scene also left the other members of the Shi family speechless.
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