Trainee Soldier

Some time had passed by, and Zhao Kai was currently living a quite miserable life. Despite spending so many hours shooting earlier, he now had to shoot even harder than ever. 

"Feng, are you not even going to help me out a little bit?" Cried Zhao Kai, feeling numb on his fingers. 

Unlike the time when he was immersed in his training, Zhao Kai was now feeling the strain after taking a little mini break. 

His fingers were hurting every time he pulled the trigger, but what made it worse was that Xu Feng was inspecting him closely. 

"Have you ever seen a military trainer assist their trainee in combat?" Xu Feng snorted coldly in response. "Now hurry it up and kill the Ironwood Treant. If you dilly-dally any longer, then you can forget about eating any good food." 

"What? That's not fair!" Zhao Kai nearly slumped to the ground, heartbroken by the cruelty. 

"Not fair eh? Shall I increase the objective or difficulty then?" Xu Feng questioned.