mijobooks Chapter 132 Target Practice
Chapter 132 Target Practice
Liu Zhenlong did intelligence analysis during his rest day, and got a general understanding of the opponents he might encounter.
However, due to the large number of targets being analyzed and the lack of detail, Liu Zhenlong's intelligence contained errors and omissions!
Wasn't it supposed to be "One Shot Bro"?
This isn't a spear, it's a javelin?!
Liu Zhenlong dared not be negligent in the slightest, and he sharply tapped the top of the stick with his toe, trying to dodge!
At the same time, the instant the javelin left his hand, Lin Qiye's martial will, which had already surpassed Liu Zhenlong's by several levels, erupted like an ancient volcano awakening!
[Martial Will - Fiery and Swift]!
Liu Zhenlong felt an irresistible, terrifying aura, powerful enough to burn his soul to ashes, crashing into his proud [Thunderous Fury] martial will, like a shockwave from a supernova explosion!
His fierce and unyielding fighting spirit was like fragile glass in the face of this superior and domineering will, instantly shattered, torn apart, and burned to ashes!
"No!"
Liu Zhenlong was horrified to discover that he was completely wrong!
In an instant, his mental world was engulfed by an endless sea of fire, and his brain went blank with a "buzz"!
The dodge he was about to make, the toes that he had practiced countless times and were about to touch the top of the stick, completely went out of control at this moment and froze in mid-air!
In a battle between masters, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant.
This flaw is fatal!
"Pfft!"
The cold javelin pierced his abdomen without any doubt, drawing out a mouthful of blood!
A sharp pain instantly spread throughout my body!
Liu Zhenlong's body swayed precariously on the top of the stick. He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment and madness!
He knew that if he fell behind at this moment, he would lose completely!
"ah--!"
He let out a roar, enduring the excruciating pain, and poured all the last of his strength into the long staff in his hand. Like a meteorite, he crashed down from the air towards Lin Qiye's head!
However, Lin Qiye simply took a step back calmly and raised the small alloy shield in his left hand.
Clang!
A crisp, loud bang!
Liu Zhenlong's desperate attack was easily blocked by that seemingly inconspicuous little shield!
Lin Qiye, while blocking the attack, took another step forward.
That cold alloy spear, like a venomous dragon that had been lying in wait for a long time, finally revealed its deadly fangs!
Liu Zhenlong's pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints!
He only had time to let out a horrified roar and hold the long stick in front of him!
However, it was all too late.
"Pfft!"
The cold tip of the spear pierced his hasty defense without any suspense.
A single, precise shot pierced Liu Zhenlong's heart!
Liu Zhenlong's eyes widened, his heart filled with regret.
The next second, psionic energy exploded!
Blood instantly stained the ground beneath him.
Lin Qiye wins!
In the CCTV live broadcast room, the two top commentators were already in a state of complete disbelief.
They stared wide-eyed at the frozen image on the screen, their minds blank, unable to utter a single word.
After a few seconds of dead silence, the chat in the live stream exploded instantly!
Holy crap!!!!!!!!!
"Instant kill!!!!"
"One-Shot Bro, forever a legend!"
"Stand upright for 3 seconds, fall down for 1 second."
"Hahahaha! I'm laughing so hard my head hurts! What happened to the plan of standing upright and overlooking the whole field? It turned into a stationary target!"
I'd call it—shooting targets while standing on a stick!
"You upstairs, you know how to name things!"
Lin Qiye slowly holstered his gun, looked at Liu Zhenlong being urgently carried away by medical personnel, and calmly shook his head.
Flashy and gaudy.
……
In the live broadcast studio of CCTV, the two top commentators stared at the frozen image on the screen and fell into an extremely awkward silence that lasted for several seconds.
The male commentator, in particular, looked as if he had swallowed a fly, his face flushed with excitement.
He was just now passionately analyzing Liu Zhenlong's "highly imaginative" stick-standing tactics, boasting about how they could "restrain the opponent" and "take them by surprise."
The results of it?
Before he could finish speaking, the genius he had praised to the skies became a sitting duck, shot down by a javelin and then pierced cleanly with a spear.
That slap in the face was too fast, too loud, and too painful.
"Cough cough..."
The female commentator reacted faster. She coughed twice, forcibly breaking the awkward atmosphere, and forced a slightly stiff professional smile. In an admiring tone, she said, "Incredible! Absolutely incredible! Lin Qiye has demonstrated to us his unparalleled tactical flexibility and all-around weapon mastery! Who would have thought that not only is his marksmanship superb, but he also possesses incredibly accurate throwing skills!"
"Yes...yes!" the male commentator quickly echoed, "Lin Qiye's move was completely unexpected! He used the simplest and most direct method to break Liu Zhenlong's seemingly unsolvable standing stick stance! This is not only a crushing victory in strength, but also a complete triumph in tactics and wisdom!"
He became more and more agitated as he spoke, as if he wasn't the one who had judged Lin Qiye to be at a disadvantage earlier.
"Congratulations again to Lin Qiye for continuing his winning streak and advancing to the next round!"
……
Meanwhile, in the rest room of Training Ground No. 1.
Three young figures were sitting around a holographic screen, looking at and analyzing something with serious expressions.
The screen was playing recordings of all of Lin Qiye's matches, from the very first game until his instant victory over Liu Zhenlong.
The two men and one woman were also students at Galaxy Martial Arts University.
But at this moment, they are Chen Xuanyi's personal think tank.
The leader was a composed young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses named Li Zhewen, the son of the CEO of Xingye Investment Company, a subsidiary of Chen's Group.
The tall man next to him was Wang Kaixuan, the son of the chief CTO of Chenxing Heavy Industry, a subsidiary of Chenshi Group.
The other girl, dressed in a white combat uniform, with short, neat hair and sharp, eagle-like eyes, is Zhang Yating, the daughter of the chief COO of Yacheng Biotechnology, a subsidiary of the Chen Group.
And they have only one task.
To clear all obstacles in the path of Chen Xuan Yi, the heir of the Chen family in this generation, and to ensure that he can win the championship in this school entrance exam in the most perfect form.
At this moment, Chen Xuanyi is in the martial arts arena.
Meanwhile, they had already set their sights on several potential opponents of Chen Xuan Yi.
Right now, their most watched player is Lin Qiye.