The crowd was in an uproar, disbelieving.
Especially the person who had only scored fifty rings in fifteen seconds previously, he was now clenching his fists nervously.
He was waiting for the judge to announce Mu Lin's score.
Just how many seconds was it?
Was it fifteen seconds, or... even less?
Not just him, even the members of Ying Sun were anxious.
Mu Lin, there's no problem! Definitely no problem.
Swallowing the saliva that he had unconsciously gathered, anyone who said they weren't nervous was lying.
Upon hearing the scorer's report, the judge was slightly startled, his eyes upon Mu Lin filled with surprise, but it quickly turned into praise.
How formidable the younger generation is!
That seems to be the saying, right?
"Best score: ten seconds!" the judge announced loudly, "Fifty rings."
The people of Ying Sun were stunned, the next moment erupted into cheers.
