Seeing Xu Lingjun's face was off.
Zong Xiaoping asked in a low voice, "You haven't practiced this before?"
Xu Lingjun replied, "It's not that I haven't practiced at all. There were courses like this back in school, but it was just for show. I never actually shot."
"Yeah, I know this."
Zong Xiaoping explained softly, "Because when Qingzhou City was attacked, many martial artists had to face those powerful mysterious clan enemies barehanded, which led to heavy casualties... So, the Empire has already started considering gradually issuing firearm permits. This subject never existed before; firearms shooting is being tested for the first time."
Saying this, he looked at Xu Lingjun with a hint of balance in his eyes.
This time, he could finally regain some face.
Although he hadn't practiced much, his father's connections were there.
He hadn't visited the shooting range a few times, but scoring high clearly wasn't hard.
Comparatively, Xu Lingjun had no foundation whatsoever...
