Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Longbow Star Domain, Surprise College, Target Range One.

The ranking of the universities in the planetary world, although the University of Planet Earth and the College of Celestial Sciences are far ahead and arrogant, but both of the top universities are comprehensive universities, spanning many specialties.

But there are also a number of small and medium-sized professional colleges spread across the stars of the planetary world.

Though the overall strength is unrivalled by the two highest schools, in a particular profession, after thousands of years of grinding and quenching, there is something unique about it.

Zhonghong College, a college that trains firearms shooting and cultivates "gun repair”. In the professional rankings of past years, firearms shooting is second only to the two university capitals, and is perennially ranked among the top five in the world of flying stars.

In Target Range One, people are boiling, spiritual, bullet whistling, many students, practicing guns.

“Is he the White Shot King?" ”

A girl in an out-of-school uniform, naive in the face, was somewhat curious to gauge a firearm manager curled in the corner.

The firearms manager, who is primarily responsible for the repair of firearms in the range, the provision of ammunition and firearms equipment to practitioners, occasionally points to beginners.

However, in places such as Surprise College, beginners are few and many people have their own habits of using firearms without having to adjust to them.

Conveying ammunition, guns and so on, also have crystal brains and spiritual arms that can be automated.

So he often curled up in the corner, dressed in a greasy, dirty military coat, carrying a bottle of the crudest two-pot head all day, half drunk and dirty.

His hands, usually shaking constantly for a moment, filled with horse urine, were shaking even harder, and he couldn't grasp anything but a bottle of wine.

“Yes, he is the first master of the legendary Zhonghong Academy, Lu Dian, the 'White Firearm King', but that was two years ago! ”

A young man dressed in gorgeous, oil-headed pink laughed next to a naive woman, "Three years ago, when this guy first entered the Academy of Surprise, he was so powerful, he swept everywhere, even if he had practiced in the Academy for seven or eight years, he was no match for all of them! You see, Range # 1, ‘One Minute Barrier Rapid Fire' score 8345, is what he created! ”

Innocence Woman Shouts: “A Minute of Obstacle Rapid Shooting is the hardest subject to spot 100 false targets in case of Psychic Shield and Magnetic Field Interference. Accurately hitting 100 real targets is a short shot! My best score, only 3,322, and he scores over 8,000? But his hair wasn't white, waxed yellow waxed yellow, like a bird's nest. ”

“That's when he's focused on shooting," said the floating man, smiling. "It's only when his mind is so excited that his hair turns white instantly! But these are the old Yellow Calendar! As you can see, since his training accident two years ago, when he accidentally triggered a gun explosion, his hands were scrapped, and people were scrapped, turning into drunk cats who only knew how to drink! With over 8,000 points of genius in the past, even the simplest gun assembly can't be done now, completely turned into a piece of junk, poor thing! ”

The naive woman cast her sympathetic gaze at Lu Dian.

But the “White Shotgun King" was drinking and looking at the crystal brain in a drunken way.

I don't know what he saw, his face became very tranced, very sad, and in his cloudy eyes, a large group of tears flowed.

He drinks faster and faster, not like he's drinking, but like he's cooling his heart with ice water.

Somehow, the dark expression struck the soft heart of the innocent woman.

She was very curious and thought, "I don't know what this old genius saw, it must be a news that made him very sad and very sad. ”

The gentle floating man commissioned the Spiritual Energy Vehicle Explosive Gun. Before his firing position, he inspired the subject of 'One Minute Obstacle Rapid Fire'. When he looked back, he found his girlfriend. He stared at Lu Dian's junk and didn't start his mind.

In a flash, he was beaten two years ago by Lu Dian, completely crushed, ravaged, and then hit his heart again by a scene he completely ignored.

The man floated forward, a copy of the companion, grinning: “Remember me, White-haired Gun King? I fought you once two years ago when I lost more than 2,000 points to you! Ha-ha-ha, but for the past two years, I haven't been drinking all day, depraved, but practicing wildly, immersed in a world of guns and bullets every second! How about a little more? White hair! Gun! ”

“Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, the legend of your generation at the Academy of Surprise, the White-haired Gun King of the Hall, has been ‘sealed' for a long time, I'm such a second-rate asshole, of course I'm not qualified to compete with you anymore, am I? Ha-ha-ha! ”

Lu Dian was unresponsive, hiccups and dark wounds.

The gentle man snorted and glanced at him with disdain, pulling his girlfriend back, laughing: "Ignore the crap. Come on, baby, let me show you how to adjust the grip on the gun, make sure you get a minute of obstacle shooting, raise your total score by at least 1,000 points. Look, the gun wants this--”

The voice fell, and suddenly he realized that the Spirit in his hand had vanished!

Not yet, a sour smell has penetrated the nasal cavity!

The hands trembled, and Lu Dian, drunk all the time, appeared beside him sometime, with his spirit in his hand with an explosive gun.

It's just that the muzzle is still shaking like his hands.

“Hiccup!”

Lou Deng hit a hiccup.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! ”

Probably inadvertently triggered the shooting of the Spirit Print, the Spirit Energy Target Explosive Gun hardly intermittently, in a "shooting” way with no half-point accuracy, in just ten seconds, it should be precisely targeted, within a minute of the continuous shooting of the Spirit Energy Bomb, all bombarded out!

The gentle man stared and was about to scold his mother. Lu Dian had thrown the Spiritual Power Bomb Gun into his arms and poured another sip of wine. He mumbled and walked out of the range.

After a moment, the grades show up.

This complete one-minute handicap, with a final score of - 16553 points!

This score, the best that Byru Electric himself created two years ago at Target Range 1, has been amply doubled! Beyond the many Gun Instructors at Surprise Hung Academy!

The Crystal Brain automatically counts this score in the leaderboard and displays it over Range One.

At the same time, start playing passionate music automatically, telling everyone that a single record has been broken!

In range one, the exhalation and exclamation fluctuated.

“More than 16,000 points! Don't exaggerate! Which elite instructor came here to joke with us! ”

“Billu Electric's record has doubled, isn't it too strong? ”

“Who, who, who punched out! ”

The gentle floating man stared at himself, looked into his hand, and there were some hot spiritual energy sagittal guns, and found that it was regulated to the fiercest fire, fastest shooting speed, most powerful, but the worst accuracy, and the strongest "suppression mode” in the back seat!

“Under repression, under repression, can such a horrible rate of accuracy be achieved? ”

“White Shotgun King! Lu Dian! ”

The men's legs were soft and almost paralyzed on the floor.

His companion, the naive woman, lit up in front of him, a handful threw his arms off and ran off to Lu Dian, even the balls cannon: “Brother Lu, hi, I am the gun department of Microstar University, I have heard your name long time ago, I know you are amazing, I also know you had an accident more than a year ago, your hands have been scrapped, this has not been vibrated since! But now you're not obsolete, are you? Why are you hiding your strength? ”

Lu Dian's hands still trembled slightly, sipping wine and sipping wine, and occasionally from his dirty pocket, he grabbed a luminous peanut and threw it in his mouth, sweeping the girl's eyes, "The reason for entering the Academy of Surprise, I just wanted to find a place with unlimited bullets and guns to practice the gun quietly. ”

“But since they swept all the people here, they called me the god of guns, and there were many people coming to challenge me every day, and what kind of power was at stake here, the family, this second generation of the second generation, all came to solicit me, couldn't solicit, and occasionally threatened me, soft and hard bubbles, dead and wrapped, really annoying. ”

The innocent woman said in surprise: "However, the strength will only improve if everyone keeps working together! ”

Lu Dian faintly said: “Tigers and tigers compete, it is the collaboration, tigers and domestic cats bite, it is only a waste of time, but it will stagnate strength. ”

The innocent woman stunned for half a day: "So you pretended to be a cripple just to avoid harassment? But they say you're drunk all the time, your hands tremble, you can't even hold the gun, no one else has ever seen you practice! ”

Lou Dian knocked on his temple with his trembling finger and said: “I'm the gun manager here, and I see so many targets every day, and so many bullets flying around, and then I practice guns in my head, meditating on my countless identities, standing in front of a bar of shooting lanes, as if I was the one holding the gun, constantly firing, constantly modifying, constantly fine-tuning. ”

“So, while I just lay here drunk, I practiced in front of a dozen firing lanes at the same time, very efficiently. ”

Naïve woman foolish, I can't imagine what kind of practice this is. Looking at Lou Dian about to cross the door, I couldn't help but say: "Lou Dian, everyone calls you the White Haired Gun King, but your hair didn't turn white just now, why? ”

Lou Zhuang: “It's just for fun, there's no need to be so serious. ”

Naïve woman mute, looking at Lu Dian has vanished twistedly outside the door, screaming: “Lu Dian, where are you going? Do you have time for dinner? My name is...”

“No need. ”

The voice came through the door and interrupted her cold, "I rushed home. ”