Xiang Shan placed his twin guns on the ground and cupped his hands in a salute, "I appreciate the concession."
"It's me who lost. Only today did I realize that there truly are extraordinary people in this world," Robert said, standing up from the ground and bowing his head.
Each of Xiang Shan's bullets struck Robert's bullets mid-air.
Every single bullet did. Nearly all the bullets fell at a midpoint between the two men.
This could not be explained by merely "quick reactions." These four antique-style handguns were of simple mechanical design; the speed at which the cartridges pushed bullets into the chamber was limited. This further compressed the reaction time. The distance between the two was less than a hundred meters. At such a distance, it would be somewhat difficult for an ordinary martial artist to even dodge the opponent's bullets.
