Should? Xiaofan himself wasn't sure. But at the very least, he couldn't lose face here, right? With so many people watching, and besides, he wanted to perform well in front of Zuimo.

"What a big mouth, claiming to dodge three bullets? Someone with no experience dares to be so arrogant."

"Exactly... let's just watch this guy make a fool of himself."

The chatter started up again, with everyone watching him like it was a show.

"Let's start with the simplest. I'll watch from outside, and if you don't feel much pressure, I'll gradually increase it for you," Shen Junjie said slowly. Clearly, he also didn't believe anyone could become familiar with dodging straight-line bullet attacks the first time in this room.

"Alright," Xiaofan replied.

Seeing Shen Junjie's demeanor made Xiaofan feel a bit uneasy. Clearly, this bullet-dodging training wasn't something that could be learned in a short time.

But Xiaofan wasn't going to give in. Surely there was a trick to this, and he wouldn't end up unable to dodge a single bullet.

A bullet, how fast is that? Human reaction speed is not a match for a bullet. Take, for instance, when he saved Shen Zuimo back then; she was shot. This means that even though Shen Zuimo had practiced similar training before, in real combat, too many factors can lead to insufficient focus, which is normal.

Xiaofan had also been grazed by a bullet when he saved Lin Miaoke. When he rushed forward to save her, he ended up with a 20-centimeter-long graze on his back, with exposed skin and almost visible white bone.

At the time, Xiaofan managed to dodge the bullet only by relying on quick maneuvering and obstacles, not by exposing himself in front of a gun barrel as he was now. Besides, those who fired the shots back then were just ordinary thugs, drug dealers, and hoodlums, without any special training, so their accuracy varied.

"Ready?"

After Xiaofan stood in the center of the room, Shen Junjie asked through the microphone from outside.

"Ready." Xiaofan's voice could be heard outside as well, so he could discuss adjusting the number of bullets with his teammates while training.

"Here we go. The first bullet will be fired in twenty seconds," Shen Junjie reminded before pressing the start button on the controller outside the room.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see if this young man had any real skills.

The twenty seconds were counting down quickly. At this moment, Xiaofan inside the room was already feeling immense pressure.

Indeed, he didn't know where the bullet would be coming from, and with a space of not even 100 square meters, how could he dodge?

But that was unavoidable. If he could dodge at such a short distance, then it's entirely possible to dodge long-range bullets or even those from a powerful sniper rifle.

The training mode designed by Yanhuang Soul was terrifying, and it was known that many in the room hadn't even passed. Every year, a large number of trainees are expelled.

However, even among the elite that remain, many are still injured or even killed in real combat. This shows that the missions Yanhuang Soul typically undertakes are no small matters, facing extremely formidable opponents. Red Butterfly is just one of them.

'Bang.'

In an instant, twenty seconds were up, and a bullet shot straight toward Xiaofan's chest.

'Thud.'

The bullet hit the heart area directly, and Xiaofan didn't even manage to dodge, just standing there in a daze.

Turning around, Xiaofan clutched his aching chest, then took off his glasses, looking at the glass door bewildered.

"Really? This tough?"

"I told you, it's not a speed that skill alone can dodge," Shen Junjie spread his hands. Now, his heart felt much more balanced. This kid was just as much a normal person, after all. He himself had taken ten consecutive days with an average of three hours of rigorous training each day before dodging his first bullet. No way this kid could do it right away.

"Hahahahaha, see? All talk, can't even dodge one bullet. And with skills like that, he dares to show off here. Such a big fool."

"Exactly, what a joke."

"Get out, stop embarrassing yourself."

The sarcastic voices piped up again, accompanied by undisguised laughter.

"You're in my way." Just then, a soft voice came from behind.

Somehow, Shen Zuimo had also come over from the rest area, standing beside the crowd. It seemed she wanted to see if the young man who had burst forth with absolute power previously could achieve more breakthroughs in this room.

"Oh, Miss Shen, please..."

As the crowd made way, Shen Zuimo moved to her brother's side.

And Xiaofan inside continued to wait for the next bullet to arrive, completely unaware.

'Bang.'

'Thud.'

Another bullet hit his leg solidly.

Xiaofan frowned, seemingly out of solutions. Despite having a strong body, he was completely unable to handle this small bullet.

'Bang.'

'Bang.'

'Bang.'

He had already been shot ten times in a row. Although Xiaofan tried to dodge later, it was entirely futile. Every time that dangerous feeling arose, his body felt pain immediately before he could react.

"Hahahaha."

"Big fool."

The laughter outside kept going without any sign of stopping.

"What's so funny? Who among you wasn't shot the first time they came in here?" Shen Zuimo seemed fed up with the laughter and coldly said.

Her words immediately silenced the crowd. Indeed, wasn't everyone shot the first time they came in here? Some couldn't even last as long and walked out soaking in cold sweat, legs trembling due to the oppressive atmosphere inside.

"Family will stand up for me. Hehe." Xiaofan, paying no heed to the pain, felt these minor injuries were no big deal. A day or two, and he'd recover. It's just, dodging bullets seemed very difficult.

But honestly, it was really embarrassing. He had just confidently stated he could dodge three bullets, but now couldn't even handle the simplest. It was quite ridiculous.

"Want to take a break?" Shen Junjie also thought continuing like this wouldn't be effective and would only cause more bodily harm.

"Let me try again. I think I'm feeling something," Xiaofan softly said, gradually closing his eyes. His heart slowly became calm.

"Twenty seconds then." Shen Junjie didn't insist. He restarted the timer. After all, he knew Xiaofan wasn't a pretentious person. These minor injuries were nothing for a real man. Experience must be accumulated over time.

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