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Ren has become the center of attention after achieving a high score and passing the level. It's not just because of his amazing shooting skills, but also because he now represents a goal. For those who are accomplished in the shooting world, surpassing Ren has become their greatest challenge.
But Ren is not swayed by these gazes. He continues to walk to a corner of the shooting range, finding a relatively secluded spot to sit down. He knows that now he not only needs to face the challenge of shooting, but also combat the psychological pressure from all sides. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
He took out a bottle of water and drank slowly, his eyes firmly fixed ahead. His handgun, the " TAMAYURA," was tightly secured at his waist - his pride and his faith. He knew that the pressure of the final would be even greater, but he was ready to face any challenge.
Before long, the other participants also finished their competitions. Some of them walked over to Ren's position, greeting him or silently nodding in respect. Others chose to stand off to the side, quietly observing him.
Time flies, and the final is approaching. Ren stands up again, ready to face the upcoming competition.
The host stands excitedly in the center of the stage, tightly gripping the microphone, scanning the audience with passionate and expectant eyes. The spotlight calmly falls on him, the background music gradually lowers, and the atmosphere in the venue reaches its climax.
"Ladies and gentlemen, contestants!" the host exclaimed, "Next, we will introduce the contestants for tonight's final. They have all been through layers of selection, challenged numerous opponents, and finally stood here as sharpshooters!"
"First, before us, is the stunning dark horse of the preliminary round—showcasing astonishing marksmanship with a ' TAMAYURA', he is—Ren!" The spotlight immediately shone on Ren, who stood up and nodded in acknowledgment.
The host continued, "Next, I want to introduce a three-time consecutive shooting competition champion. His name is well-known to everyone here. His shooting skills are as fast as lightning, so everyone calls him—Speedy Bill!" The stage lights immediately moved to a tall man, who wore a confident smile as he gently raised his gun and saluted the audience.
The atmosphere of the shooting range was instantly pushed to its peak, with the audience's screams and applause echoing. On the stage, Ren and Speedy Bill locked eyes, both filled with challenge and anticipation.
Speedy Bill stood opposite Ren, holding the "overture" revolver in his hand, which shimmered with a cold light under the lamp. This gun was different from the usual revolver, with its finely carved body and polished metal giving it a classical yet futuristic look. But what was most captivating was Billy's hand. The silver prosthetic fingers not only enhanced his dexterity but also allowed him to reload in an instant, greatly compensating for the inherent drawbacks of the revolver's limited capacity and slow reloading.
Ren never underestimated any opponent, but when he saw the unique coordination between Billy and the "overture," he still felt a hint of surprise. The speed of reloading and the subsequent continuous shooting were almost at the edge of human limits. He also realized that this match would be one of the greatest challenges he had ever faced.
Billy felt Ren's gaze, smiled slightly, and the trigger of "overture" in his hand made a faint clicking sound. It was his gentle pull of the trigger, indicating that he was ready to go to war at any moment. At that moment, the atmosphere on the shooting range became even more tense, with both shooters waiting for the moment to arrive.
On the shooting range, Billy stood straight, seemingly unaffected by any external disturbances. He lazily chewed gum, and every time he chewed, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to become slightly tense. Although he was not wearing heavy equipment, his confidence and courage seemed to be like an invisible armor tightly wrapped around him, making people have to take notice of him.
His fingertips on his left hand toyed with the "overture" at his waist, each touch feeling like a silent conversation with a pistol. His eyes seemed to conceal countless stories and experiences, but at this moment, his focus was entirely on Ren.
Turning to Ren, Billy revealed a sly and playful smile, and said in a deliberately drawn-out tone, "Over the years, I have been almost unbeatable in shooting competitions, and very few have been able to truly challenge me. Today, seeing your performance, I feel... perhaps this time will be different."
He deliberately paused for a moment, his gaze sharp as a knife, locking onto Ren, and then continued, "I hope you won't be defeated by me so easily. I am looking forward to an exciting match."
Ren smiled faintly, unaffected by Billy's provocation. He said slowly, "Billy, I never underestimate any opponent, especially a skilled one like you. But at the same time, I hope you don't underestimate me either. I will definitely give it my all in this match."
Billy laughed and seemed to appreciate Ren's response. Although the conversation between the two was friendly, the tension of an impending battle seemed to freeze the air in the room.
The host noticed the friction between Ren and Billy and took the opportunity to intensify the atmosphere. Excitedly holding the microphone, he said, "Wow, dear audience! The air at the shooting range seems to be getting more and more tense! Our three-time champion 'Quickshot' Billy and this dark horse Ren seem to have a bit... um... of a personal grudge to settle, don't they?"
The host deliberately prolonged his tone, and the audience eagerly anticipated the upcoming developments. He raised his voice again and said, "But no matter what dissatisfaction exists between them, once they step onto this shooting range, only firearms and skills can speak! And all of this will be answered within just ninety seconds! Who will be the ultimate winner? The three-time champion, or our newcomer Ren? Let's wait and see!"
With the host's stirring speech, the atmosphere at the scene was further pushed to a climax. The audience discussed fervently, some supporting Billy, while others stood with Ren, but regardless of whom they supported, everyone looked forward to the climax of this shooting competition.
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