Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 1046

One Gefreiter curiously asked, "Why didn't Brian shoot the heart?"

"Because even though the heart, being part of a bigger mass, is an easier target to hit, with a well-placed head shot, one can easily put down their targets with more certainty!" Red Falcon explained, looking at the target boards observantly. "Shooting a target between the eyebrows is deadly but it is also the most difficult to do properly." There was still something else he didn't mention to his comrades. He noticed Brian's technique at the time and realized it then that Brian could have finished the challenge in under three minutes and twenty-eight seconds if he wanted to. Instead he decided to save Edgar's face.

The audience were on the edge of their seats, rubbing their hands with excitement.

It seemed as though they wanted to have a go at the challenge to see if they could do it. However, wishful thinking aside, they all knew their own abilities well.

Finally, it was time for the third round. The crowd were going wild at the sidelines, cheering and hooting.

"Ready? Go!" Red Falcon announced the commencement of the third round.

In that frozen second between stand off and fighting the people's eyes flicked from Edgar to Brian. Their faces were unreadable, no fear, no invitational smirk. The audience could feel the intensity and tension in the air.

"This represents Dragon Island's combat effectiveness," The military officer of the highest rank remarked. "I think we should discuss more with the politicians and plan for more joint exercises."

"Yes, I agree." The person next to him responded, "Last time when we staged a live-fire exercise, we lost to them because of our arrogance and ego. We underestimated their abilities because we outnumbered them."

The military officer laughed and said, "We both have lost and won. Don't take it to heart. We can only hope to put up a better fight next time…"

"That's true."

While they conversed about various issues, Edgar and Brian flew at each other like rabid pit bulls. This time bare-knuckled, using their bodies as weapons. They circled, tussling and trying to get proper hold on the opponent. They exchanged powerful punches that would knock out lesser men. The crowd went silent in dread anticipation.

Daniel didn't blink his eye even once, afraid that he would miss a detail. He couldn't hold a conversation or sit still while his thoughts danced in infinite directions.

Cathy was a technical soldier, so she didn't know too much about this apart from some basic combat skills. However, even her knowledge allowed her to understand the magnitude of what occurred in the last two rounds.

She knew that Brian was better than most people, but she didn't expect that his skills would put Edgar's to shame. Amazed by Brian's ability, a menacing smirk appeared on her lips and then disappeared soon after.

"Ah!"

The audience, a myriad of awe-struck faces—like beads on a bead-work pattern, in different layers, all fell silent as Edgar fell down to the ground after receiving a ham-fisted haymaker across the jaw. Everyone stood witness to the fact that Edgar would have been dead if this had been a real battlefield!