The members of the Celestial Eagle Brigade had lost track of Lin Xinghai.

But Lin Xinghai was different. His Perception Power had long since spread out to envelop the entire area, allowing him to observe their every move with perfect clarity.

An average member of the Optimized who has broken Three Genetic Locks only has a Perception Range of 100 meters.

Therefore, as long as he maintained a distance of over a hundred meters, it was impossible for them to lock onto his position.

At this moment, Lin Xinghai was moving at high speed, quickly searching for the next advantageous firing position.

With his Superpower flaring, he moved from the front of the Celestial Eagle Brigade to their right flank in just a few short seconds.

At the same time, the Tearing Rifle in his hand flashed as he fired another dozen or so rounds in the blink of an eye.

Instantly, a fresh wave of screams erupted from the group. A dozen or so members clutching their guns were now rolling on the ground, clutching their hands. Their palms had clearly been shot through.

Many reacted quickly, trying to pinpoint Lin Xinghai’s position from the direction of the gunshots. However, moving at such high speed, Lin Xinghai gave them no such opportunity. With a flash, he ducked into a building.

Seconds later, he reappeared from another direction and unleashed a new volley of fire, instantly felling another dozen armed members.

"Activate your Defensive Superpowers! Now!" Qiu Liang commanded loudly.

Several Defensive Superpowers quickly materialized within the group: Earth Walls, Water Shields, and Air Shields.

However, the range of these Defensive Superpowers was limited; they couldn’t possibly cover the entire massive, 200-person team.

Lin Xinghai quickly found an angle and opened fire again, shooting through the hands of a dozen more members who were outside the protective range of the Superpowers.

"Quick, gather around me," one of the Defensive Superpower Users shouted to his companions nearby.

At the same time, he increased the output of his Superpower, expanding the coverage area of the Air Shield.

But before his companions could reach him, he was met with a baptism of bullets from Lin Xinghai.

Five bullets struck the Air Shield in a near-perfect line, shattering it in an instant.

The color instantly drained from the Superpower User’s face. He let out a muffled grunt as a trickle of blood escaped his lips.

It was the backlash from his Superpower being shattered so abruptly.

But it wasn’t over. The next instant, a bullet tore a bloody hole through his palm, and all that was left was his scream.

This series of attacks from Lin Xinghai was too fast and too fierce. In less than half a minute, nearly 50 people were down on the ground.

Only then did Lin Xinghai’s cold voice finally sound out, unhurried. "Let’s see who else dares to point a gun at me."

The first group Lin Xinghai took down were those who had insulted him. The second group consisted of members with better Gun Technique.

He judged their skill entirely by their stance, how they aimed their rifles, and the speed of their reactions.

Upon hearing Lin Xinghai’s words, the remaining members almost unanimously dropped their Firearms with a clatter.

As the captain, Qiu Liang’s expression soured with anger as he watched, but ultimately, he said nothing.

He knew they had bitten off more than they could chew. Lin Xinghai was nothing like they had imagined.

They had judged that he was able to rack up so many Points because of superior close-quarters combat ability.

All of their plans were formulated based on this premise.

But now, Lin Xinghai had no intention of fighting them up close, instead using Firearms to attack from a distance.

Logically, with their numerical superiority, they shouldn’t have had to worry about a gunfight.

The problem was, that logic only applied to normal examinees.

Qiu Liang had seen plenty of skilled marksmen, but even those so-called Divine Sharpshooters who never missed still needed to aim first.

But Lin Xinghai? He just raised his gun and fired, and on full-auto, no less.

What was even more terrifying was that he could still maintain perfect accuracy under such seemingly careless conditions.

Combined with his phantom-like Speed, they were taking a completely one-sided beating.

Even having Defensive Superpower Users on the team was useless. Maintaining a Superpower required Energy, and Lin Xinghai could simply afford to wear them down slowly.

As long as he didn’t make a mistake, they had absolutely no chance of turning the tables.

"We surrender. What do you want?" Qiu Liang spoke up. He knew that as the leader, he had to be the one to step forward now.

TAP! TAP! TAP!

The sound of footsteps grew louder as Lin Xinghai slowly emerged from behind a distant building. He still held the Tearing Rifle, his expression as calm as it was at the very beginning as he gazed at the group.

But now, looking at that same calm face, everyone felt a chill creep into their hearts.

"’What do I want?’ Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?" Lin Xinghai said coolly.

Qiu Liang took a sharp breath. "We were trying to take your Energy Ball. We miscalculated your strength. We were outmatched, and there’s nothing more to say. Name your terms."

"You’re right. It’s just the law of the jungle. I didn’t want to bother with you, especially since dealing with you now that I don’t have the Energy Ball is just a waste of bullets."

"But unfortunately, you brought this on yourselves. Insulting me is one thing, but you dared to mess with my woman." As he spoke, Lin Xinghai’s gaze shifted to the tall, thin youth.

He was still unharmed, but not because he was fast enough to dodge, or because he had a companion with a Defensive Superpower.

It was because Lin Xinghai had deliberately spared him, with no intention of letting him off so easily.

Hearing this, Qiu Liang’s expression flickered. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I made the plan. I told them to provoke you. He was just following orders. I’m willing to take responsibility for his actions."

"Provoking me doesn’t give him the right to mess with my woman. And this is the second time. Are you sure you want to take that responsibility for him?" Lin Xinghai said coldly.

Qiu Liang’s eyes widened slightly, and the others all turned to look at the tall, thin youth with strange expressions.

’Twice? Doesn’t that mean he provoked Lin Xinghai before this?’

Instantly, those standing near him instinctively shuffled away, trying to put some distance between them.

’Being weak is one thing, but being this stupid... He’ll get his companions killed.’

The tall, thin youth’s expression changed rapidly. He knew he was finished. At this point, there was no way Lin Xinghai would let him get into East Sea Academy.

He felt a pang of regret, but it was quickly replaced by gritted-teeth resentment. "So what do you want? You wouldn’t dare kill me."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his Tearing Rifle, deciding to gamble. With Lin Xinghai out in the open, he thought he might have a chance to hit him.

A smile spread across Lin Xinghai’s face. The sight of it made everyone’s blood run cold.

BANG!

A single, crisp gunshot rang out. The Tearing Rifle, only halfway raised, clattered to the ground as a bloody hole appeared in the tall, thin youth’s right hand.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Three more shots rang out. The youth’s other hand and both of his legs were hit, and he let out a pained shriek.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

Lin Xinghai pulled the trigger again, and a dozen more bullets slammed into the tall, thin youth’s body.

He was thrown back several meters, rolling across the ground a few times before coming to a stop. A moment later, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his presence seemed to wither away.