novelsite Chapter 18 What the hell is going on?
Chapter 18 What the hell is going on?
"Your shooting technique is really good."
Li Ai wiped away her sweat, realizing that her marksmanship still needed improvement.
He had mastered the Black Iron Spear Technique, but no matter how well he mastered it, it was still just the Black Iron Spear Technique. The moves were not profound or complicated, and there were no accompanying martial arts techniques.
"Try a new shooting technique," Li Hui suggested, though the slight upturn of his lips betrayed his true feelings.
"Tch, trying to make a fool of me again!" Li Ai said angrily.
Having learned from her previous mistake, she analyzed the reconstructed version of the Breaking Formation Spear much earlier this time.
[Reconstruction: The Rooster Crows at Dawn]
Rank: Low-grade Bronze → Random Martial Arts, Unable to be rated
效果：1、精準度+35%；2、穿刺力+60%；3、枪身可覆盖气血，实现「枪身即锋刃」；4、突刺中途可转向一次
side effect:
Rooster Crow: When the gun is drawn, it emits a sharp rooster crow (85-130 decibels), which can be heard from three blocks away.
The stronger the shot, the louder the sound: the greater the force of the shot, the louder the sound.
Dawn Limited Time Only: When used between 4 AM and 6 AM, the power is increased by an additional 20%, but the noise level is doubled.
"Come on, you'll be the coolest guy in the room the moment you make your move."
"Shut up!"
Li Ai was extremely embarrassed and ashamed. After calming her mind, she used the Breaking Formation Spear with some rustiness, and the blood and qi in her body flowed with the spear technique.
She continued to poke at the rings, her movements becoming more and more skillful, the techniques flowing through her mind.
A moment later...
call out!
The ring that I couldn't hit before, I hit it on the first try this time!
The force penetrated the spear shaft, solidified but not dissipated, yet it still blew away the ring—this was the result of Li Ai's inexperience in using the Breaking Formation Spear technique.
As time went on, her marksmanship gradually became more disciplined, and a slight ringing sound began to appear when she thrust out a spear.
Bang! Bang bang bang—
The muscular man pounded the sandbag with a loud thud, his body radiating heat, and his feet soaked with sweat.
Suddenly, his ears twitched slightly: "Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"
"What the hell is that noise?!" The burly man froze, his movements stopping involuntarily.
The sound grew louder and louder, like a rooster being strangled and struggling in its death throes.
Li Hui covered his face: "I asked you to reconstruct your marksmanship, not to turn it into a screaming chicken."
Li Ai drew her gun even more hastily, exasperated: "Is it my fault?"
At the front desk, Tian Wu's face darkened: "Is this the guy?"
"Yes." The receptionist was a little embarrassed.
The curator was angry about something, but it was clearly related to the customer who was practicing shooting.
I had previously inquired about the guest's information, but it is not allowed to disturb the guest when they are in the practice room. This is an industry rule, and it would be a sin to cause someone to go astray in their practice.
"Squeak~~ Caw caw caw caw!!!"
The rooster's crow grew louder and louder. Tian Wu, his face dark, strode forward, grabbed Li Ai's shoulder, and interrupted her shooting practice.
"Forearm..." Tian Wu cursed for a moment, then suddenly noticed Li Ai's gun-wielding technique, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
His expression changed in a flash; one second he looked menacing, the next he was all smiles: "Little beauty, what kind of gun are you practicing with?"
"Who are you?" Li Ai took two steps back warily.
Tian Wu grinned, his face crinkling with wrinkles from his thick, fleshy muscles: "Hahaha, I'm Tian Wu, the instructor at the martial arts school. Need any guidance? We can discuss the cost."
"Need not......"
"Um?!"
Li Ai's body sank as she felt the intense, scorching heat pressing down on her. Her expression changed, and she quickly changed her tune: "Yes, yes, yes! The cost is negotiable! Negotiable!"
"That's more like it." Tian Wu nodded in satisfaction: "Go, change the gun in your hand first, it's making a lot of noise."
Li Ai obediently changed to a different gun and continued practicing shooting under Tian Wu's guidance. Tian Wu observed and corrected her movements, offering constructive suggestions.
He looked smug and smug: "When it comes to valuing talent, I, Tian Wu, am famous."
Two minutes later...
"Did you change it or not?!" Tian Wu was exasperated; this damn squawking was driving him crazy.
Li Ai shrugged and switched to another one in front of Tian Wu.
Three minutes later...
"Squeak!"
"Aaaaaah—I can't take it anymore!"
The martial arts gym members who were training dropped their equipment, covered their ears, and ran away.
More and more people left, and in the blink of an eye, only Li Ai and Tian Wu remained in the lobby on the first floor.
Tian Wu's forehead veins bulged, his muscles tensed, and he looked extremely fierce: "I said, were you sent by another martial arts school to cause trouble?"
"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Li Ai hurriedly denied.
Blame Li Hui; if it weren't for that guy instigating the reconstruction, I wouldn't have made it so abstract.
But the reconstructed techniques and marksmanship do have their merits; perhaps this is the power of abstraction?
With her feet lifting off the ground, Li Ai, who was being lifted up by the collar, was on the verge of tears as she looked at the ferocious, muscular monster in front of her.
I was just practicing my shooting, who did I offend?
Tian Wu's forehead veins bulged. He originally thought it was some kind of profound "sonic power," but it turned out to be just simple noise.
"Get out! Take your screaming chicken and get out!"
With a loud shout, Tian Wu threw Li Ai out the door like trash.
boom!
The gate was tightly shut, leaving Li Ai alone, disheveled in the wind.
Li Ai looked up at the darkening sky and sighed, "Life is hard."
Where should we stay tonight? It's so cold, we can't exactly sleep under a bridge, can we?
..........
On the southern edge of the Anju area.
The night was dark, and the sparse streetlights stopped abruptly in one spot.
As Li Ai gazed at the scattered lights in the low-lying area in the distance, her steps grew heavier.
Hanchuan is a snow-covered city built against the mountains.
It is surrounded by cliffs and deep abysses on three sides, and the sloping mountain road is lined with buildings, creating a steel wall at the lowest point.
The powerful and wealthy reside in the core area atop the mountain, standing tall under the frosty sky, looking down upon all living beings; while the common people live in the low-lying areas at the lowest point of the city, leading a life of hunger and hardship.
Many people have fallen so low that they have to rely on free relief meals provided by the "management center," which are so unpalatable that they feel nauseous, in order to survive.
The low-lying area is surrounded by a 50-meter-high steel wall and electric fence, with armed guards patrolling inside, completely defining the city's boundaries.
Life in the low-lying areas inside the wall was tough, but outside the wall was truly a dead end, facing the wilderness and constantly at risk of being attacked by filthy beasts.
"Whoosh—" A cold wind rushed into her collar, making Li Ai shiver.
A martial artist in the Body Tempering Realm is far from being able to transcend the mortal body and be immune to heat and cold.
Eating and having enough to eat are still issues she needs to consider.
Beside a roadside trash can, a ragged beggar was fighting with a stray dog over half a moldy iron loaf of bread.
People yell and dogs bark, ironically all for the sake of survival.
Li Ai slowly shifted her gaze away—she had seen this scene countless times since she was a child.
She'd seen and done things like scavenging for food in garbage dumps and fighting with stray dogs for scraps.
Li Hui floated in mid-air and tentatively asked, "Want to go home?"
"There's no going back."
Li Ai stared at the scattered lights to the south, her eyes dim: "The Lin family is definitely watching the wine shop right now. If I go back, it will only bring disaster upon Aunt Liu."
"So what are you planning to do? Sleep under a bridge?" Li Hui mercilessly exposed her predicament: "You only have 800 yuan left in your pocket, not even enough for food."