Chapter 37

After personally witnessing the statistician confirm that what he said was true, Ye Dongjian, Wu Kunming, and Lin Zhonghu's expressions were all incredibly vivid. Then, Ye Dongjian burst into a hearty "haha" laugh and said, "Big Black Bear, now you know what a marksman is, right? The four-eyed toad under your command is nothing compared to Chenfeng. Chenfeng's shooting skills were trained by me."

Lin Zhonghu, standing beside him, was full of black lines. Others might not know, but he was very clear that Ye Chenfeng's miraculous shooting skills had nothing to do with Ye Dongjian. Otherwise, with Ye Dongjian's personality, he would have let Ye Chenfeng be the first to appear. So, before this, even Ye Dongjian didn't know that Ye Chenfeng's shooting skills were so good.

Wu Kunming's face was filled with heavy doubt. Wasn't Ye Chenfeng a panic disorder patient? How could his shooting skills be so good? Hitting a coin four times in a row from a hundred meters away was definitely not a matter of a blind cat bumping into a dead rat.

"Who would have thought that Chenfeng's shooting skills would be so good? In the future, I must have him train my subordinates." Wu Kunming's eyes sparkled. A marksman like Ye Chenfeng was rare. The four-eyed toad from before was already the best shooter under his command. If Ye Chenfeng were to provide guidance, perhaps one of his subordinates could also become a marksman as impressive as Ye Chenfeng!

"The first round of shooting, I admit, I lost." Wu Kunming said generously, his mind now completely focused on Ye Chenfeng.

"Big Black Bear, you were bound to lose this round. Don't you know who Chenfeng is? Your subordinates are just small fry compared to him." Ye Dongjian felt extremely elated, finally having a chance to stand tall and proud in front of Wu Kunming after so many years.

However, he was equally puzzled. Why were Ye Chenfeng's shooting skills so good? In his memory, his nephew had never even touched a gun before! Could there really be geniuses in this world? But shooting isn't just about being a genius; it requires years of training to reach the level of a marksman. So how could Ye Chenfeng's shooting skills be so good?

"It seems this kid has quite a few secrets. If I had known his shooting skills were so good, I would have definitely asked him to help train our shooting department." Ye Dongjian thought to himself, and in this regard, he was in perfect agreement with Wu Kunming.

The next round of competition was throwing. Ye Dongjian led everyone away from the shooting range to a more open area. On the way, Ye Dongjian also asked Ye Chenfeng if he was good at throwing.

Throwing, to put it simply, is a test of strength. With Ye Chenfeng's current peak level 2 soul power, his strength wouldn't be too bad. So he decided to take on all three competitions today, just to stand tall and proud for his uncle!

This time, Ye Dongjian let Wu Kunming's subordinates go first. Wu Kunming sent out a tall and muscular soldier, whose bulging muscles couldn't be hidden even by his uniform, clearly a person with explosive power.

The lead ball used for throwing weighed fifty kilograms, three times heavier than the standard competition lead ball. It was very difficult for an ordinary person to even lift a fifty-kilogram lead ball with one hand, let alone throw it.

The tall and muscular soldier picked up the prepared lead ball with his right hand, took a deep breath, raised the lead ball over his shoulder, and the muscles in his arm bulged even more. With a loud shout, he threw the heavy lead ball.

The fifty-kilogram lead ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and finally landed on the ground like a cannonball.

After the statistician measured the distance, his face was filled with shock. He ran up to Ye Dongjian and the others and said, "Instructor Ye, the throwing distance is fifty meters."

Being able to throw a fifty-kilogram lead ball fifty meters was definitely the mark of a strongman. Ye Dongjian looked at Ye Chenfeng's small frame and couldn't help but worry. But even if they lost this round, there was still the final round of combat. Now that Ye Dongjian had already won the shooting, he believed that Ye Chenfeng would definitely win the combat competition.

"What? Is Chenfeng going to compete in this round too?" Wu Kunming asked in doubt. Throwing was not like shooting; it relied entirely on the explosive power generated within the body. Ye Chenfeng's physique was average, and he didn't look like someone with explosive power.

"Those who are capable should do more! My nephew is a versatile genius. One cannot judge a person by their appearance, nor can one measure the sea with a bucket. Haven't you heard this saying, Big Black Bear?" When Ye Dongjian said this, he was actually nervous inside, but he would never show weakness in front of Wu Kunming.

Ye Chenfeng raised his soul power to peak level 2 and used his right palm to lift the fifty-kilogram lead ball. With his current soul power level, he was confident he could win this throwing competition.

Suddenly, he pushed forward with his right palm, and a powerful wave surrounded the lead ball. The trajectory of the lead ball Ye Chenfeng threw was very special. Normally, a thrown lead ball would form a curved trajectory, but the lead ball Ye Chenfeng threw flew in a straight line.

Soon, Ye Chenfeng's lead ball surpassed the one thrown by the previous soldier and continued to move forward steadily for another twenty to thirty meters before landing heavily on the ground.

Although the exact distance was unknown, there was no need for the statistician to report the results. Everyone present knew that Ye Chenfeng had won this round of the lead ball competition.

If the performance of the tall and muscular soldier had shocked the statistician, then Ye Chenfeng's performance almost scared him to death. Was this even human? Not only was he a perfect marksman, but his explosive power was also astonishing.

The statistician trembled as he reported Ye Chenfeng's results: eighty meters, thirty meters farther than the previous soldier.

Wu Kunming narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Chenfeng with interest. He couldn't understand how a person with panic disorder had become a marksman, and how his explosive power was so strong. If such a talent were to join his military district, it would definitely significantly boost their strength.

"It seems I won today? You, Big Black Bear, should be convinced of your loss, right?" Ye Dongjian said with enthusiasm.

Wu Kunming knew Ye Dongjian's capabilities all too well. He was certain that Ye Chenfeng was not trained by Ye Dongjian. So...

Filled with heavy doubt, Wu Kunming looked at Ye Chenfeng and asked, "Chenfeng, are you interested in developing in the capital's military district? I can arrange a position as a major general for you."

A talent like Ye Chenfeng should be seized upon now. Wu Kunming was determined to recruit Ye Chenfeng to his military district.