"Come on, Neely!"
"Come on, Neely!"
Seeing that Neely would definitely win the championship in this round, all the students were excited, waiting for the victory when Neely touched the red line.
Sharon tried his best to catch up with Neely. Lost to a freshman? It would never happen!
He would never allow this to happen, and Celia was watching. This was his advantage. How could he lose? He must try his best to shorten the distance.
The rest of the instructors heaved a sigh of relief when Sharon was faster than before. Although they didn’t need to take the freshmen seriously, they couldn't let their guard down. Just now, Sharon was too relaxed, so he let Neely take the lead. Fortunately, Sharon, the sleeping lion, had exploded with rage, which meant that he was still have a chance.
"Come on, Neely. You will reach the finish line soon."
The students seemed to be more excited than the people on the competition. They all clenched their
oting skill was so accurate. The students immersed themselves to the competition and sighed casually. At this time, they had completely forgotten that Sharon was the adversary, all admiring the shooting skill of Sharon.
"Neely, it's your turn!"
As soon as Sharon finished shooting, he handed the gun to Neely. Whether his score last time was a coincidence or an accident, Sharon immediately knew.
Neely held the gun in his hand and took a deep breath. One of his eyes was slightly closed, and the other was aimed at the target. It took him a while to shoot. Although it took longer time than that of Sharon, he still scored the bullseye.
"Great! You got this!"
The students cheered. Neely was not only a straight-A student, but also gifted in sports.
Such a good marksmanship was comparable to that of other soldiers in the army. It was not a coincidence or an accident. They guessed that Neely must had received professional training before.