Chief Instructor, Do You Have Anything Else?

Mu Nanji felt that he was trying to pull out Gu Qingjiu's talents as soon as possible.

But Gu Qingjiu did not feel that way.

She looked at her target, which was fifty-meters away.

And she was in slight despair.

Her only comfort was her fifty-meter range was aligned with her originally twenty-meter range target.

As long as she followed through from her twenty-meter target aim, it should still be an easy hit.

That was easy! But at that moment, what Gu Qingjiu was aiming for was the bullseye.

She loved the exhilaration that ran through her when she hit the bullseye before, and she realized that it wasn't just about hitting the target.

But fifty-meters was a bit too difficult for her now.

Even with her state, it felt a little dubious.

She raised her arms and tried her best to look at the dot as she aimed.

'Bang!!!'

One-shot. It hit the second circle.

Gu Qingjiu sighed.