40,000 Years of Cultivation

Longbow Starfield, Jinghong Academy, No. 1 Shooting Range.

Although Feixing University and Tiansheng College are far ahead in the university rankings in the Flying Stars world, these two top universities are all comprehensive universities, spanning many majors.

However, there are many small and medium-sized professional colleges scattered throughout the various star regions of the Flying Star Realm.

Although the overall strength cannot compete with the two top universities, in a certain profession, it has been polished and refined for thousands of years, but it has its own uniqueness.

Jinghong Academy is a professional school that trains the magical skills of gun shooting and cultivates "gun repair". In the professional rankings over the years, the strength of gun shooting is second only to the two universities and ranks among the top five in the world of flying stars.

In the No. 1 shooting range, there were loud voices, psychic energies, and bullets roaring. Many students were practicing guns.

"He is the'Grey Haired Gun King'?"

A girl with an innocent face in a foreign school uniform looked at the gunman who was curled up in the corner with some curiosity.

This firearms manager is mainly responsible for overhauling the firearms in the shooting range, providing ammunition and firearms equipment for the practitioners, and occasionally instructing some beginners.

However, in places like Jinghong Academy, there are really not many beginners, and many people also have the habit of using their own firearms, without his adjustment.

The work of transporting ammunition and firearms also has crystal brains and psychic arms, which can be automated.

Therefore, he would often curl up in the corner, wearing a greasy, dirty army coat, carrying a bottle of the worst Erguotou all day, half drunk and sloppy.

His hands trembled constantly, and after he was filled with horse urine, they shook violently. He couldn't catch anything except the wine bottle.

"Yes, he is the legendary master of Jinghong Academy,'White Haired Gun King' Lu Dian, but that was all two years ago!"

Next to the innocent woman, a gorgeously dressed young man with a greasy face smiled, "Three years ago, when this guy first entered Jinghong Academy, he was so powerful and swept all over the place, even if he was a master who has been practicing in the Academy for seven or eight years. They are not his all-in-one enemy! You see, the No. 1 shooting range ranked first, the best score of'One-Minute Obstacle Rapid Fire' was 8345 points, which he created!"

The innocent woman exclaimed: "In one minute of rapid-fire obstacles, it is necessary to distinguish a hundred fake targets under the interference of psychic shields and magnetic fields, and accurately hit a hundred real targets. It is a short-range rapid fire. The hardest subject! My best score is only 3322 points. He can score more than 8,000 points? But, his hair is not white, sallow and sallow, like a bird's nest."

The frivolous man sneered and said, "That is when his psychic energy is excited when he fires a gun, and his hair will instantly turn white! However, these are all old calendars! You have also seen it, since he had an accident when he was practicing two years ago. After accidentally triggering a firearm explosion, his hands and people are also useless, becoming a drunk cat who only knows to drink! A genius who could play more than 8,000 points in the past, now even the simplest gun assembly cannot be completed, completely changed Become a trash, pitiful!"

The innocent woman cast a sympathetic look at Lu Dianzhu.

However, he found that the "Grey-Haired Gun King" was drunk and dimly looking at the brain while drinking.

I don't know what he saw, his expression became very trance, and very sad, and there were many tears in his cloudy eyes.

He was drinking faster and faster, not as if he was drinking, it was like using ice water to cool his hot heart.

Somehow, the sad expression hit the soft heart of the innocent woman.

She was very curious and thought: "I don't know what news this genius of the past saw, it must be a piece of news that made him very sad and extremely sad."

The frivolous man adjusted the psionic blaster, and in front of his shooting position, he activated the subject of'One-Minute Obstacle Rapid Fire'. When he looked back, he found that his female companion was staring at Ludian's waste. My heart is angry.

In an instant, two years ago, Lu Dian was defeated fiercely, completely crushed and ravaged, and then completely ignored by him, hitting the heart again.

The frivolous man stepped forward, copied his female partner, and said with a smile: "The White-haired Spear King, do you remember me? Two years ago, I had a fight with you. At that time, I lost to you by more than 2,000 points. A complete defeat! Hahahaha, but in the past two years, I have not been drinking all day long, so decadent, but crazy practice, immersed in the world of guns and bullets every second! How about, do you want to compete again? White! Hair! Gun! God!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I have forgotten, you, the legend of the Jinghong Academy, the dignified white-haired gun king, has been'closed the gun' for a long time. Of course, a second-rate guy like me is not qualified to compete with you anymore. , Isn't it? Hahahaha!"

Lu Dian didn't respond, and he was stunned while he hiccup.

The frivolous man gave a cold snort, glanced at him contemptuously, pulled his female companion back, and smiled: "Don't pay attention to that kind of trash, come, baby, I'll teach you how to adjust your gun holding posture, and promise you One minute of rapid-fire obstacles, the total score increased by at least 1000 points, you see, the gun needs this—"

Before he finished his words, he suddenly discovered that the Psionic Blast Gun in his hand had disappeared!

I haven't reacted yet, a sour smell has pierced the nasal cavity!

Lu Dian, who was trembling with his hands and drunk all day long, appeared by his side at some unknown time, holding his psionic blaster in his hand.

However, the muzzle was still shaking like his hands.

"belch!"

Lu Dian burped alcohol.

"Whhhhhhhhhhh!"

Probably it was accidental triggering of the shooting spirit pattern. The Psionic Blast Gun has almost no intermittent. Using the "strike" method with no accuracy at all, within just ten seconds, it should be precisely aimed at. The psionic bombs fired in a series within minutes all blasted out!

The frivolous man was dumbfounded and was about to scold his mother. Lu Dian had already thrown the psionic gun into his arms, took another sip of wine, slapped his mouth, and staggered towards the outside of the shooting range.

After a while, the results are displayed.

This time a one-minute obstacle rapid fire was completely random, and the final score was-16,553 points!

This result is double the best result created by Ludian himself in the No. 1 shooting range two years ago! Has surpassed many gun instructors in Jinghong Academy!

Jing Brain automatically counts this result into the rankings and displays it over the No. 1 shooting range.

At the same time, it began to automatically play passionate music, telling everyone that a single record has been broken!

In the No. 1 shooting range, gasps and exclamations came and went one after another.

"More than 16,000 points! Do you want to be so exaggerated! Which elite instructor came here to joke with us!"

"Be Ludian's record has doubled, it's too powerful!"

"Who, who, who typed it out!"

The frivolous man was even more stunned. Looking at his hand, there were some hot psionic blast guns, and found that it had been adjusted to the most ferocious firepower, the fastest rate of fire, the most powerful, but the worst accuracy and the strongest recoil." Suppression mode"!

"Under pressure and suppression mode, can you achieve such a terrifying accuracy rate?"

"The White-Haired Gun King! Ludian! Him!"

The frivolous man's legs softened and he almost collapsed on the ground.

His female companion, the innocent woman's eyes lit up, she shook off his arms, rushed to Lu Dian, and said, "Brother Lu, hello, I’m from the MSI University Firearms Department, I’ve heard it a long time ago. Speaking of your name, I know that you are very powerful, and I know that you had an accident more than a year ago, and your hands were abandoned, and you have never recovered from it! But now it seems that you have not been abandoned, are you? Why do you hide your strength What?"

Lu Dian's hands were still trembling slightly, sip of wine after sip, and occasionally he took out a shiny peanut from his dirty pocket and threw it in his mouth, glanced at the girl, and said: " Hong Academy, I just want to find a place with unlimited bullets and guns, where I can practice guns quietly."

"But since they swept all the people here, they called me the **** of guns. Every day, many people come to challenge me, and there are some intricate forces here, the family, the second generation and the second generation, all come to solicit. I can’t solicit, and occasionally threaten me. It’s really annoying.”

The innocent woman said in surprise: "But if everyone keeps on learning, the strength will only improve!"

Lu Dian said indifferently: "The tiger and the tiger are competing, and the tiger and the domestic cat bite, it is just a waste of time, but it will stagnate the strength."

The innocent woman was stunned for a long time: "So, you pretend to be a waste, just to avoid harassment? However, it is said that you are drunk all day long, your hands are shaking, you can't even hold a gun, no one has ever seen you practice a gun! "

Lu Dian tapped his temple with a trembling finger, and said: "I am here as a gunman. I see so many targets and so many bullets flying around every day. Then, I'm in my head. Practicing guns, meditating on countless clones of oneself, standing in front of the shooting lanes, as if it was me holding the gun, constantly making corrections and fine-tuning."

"In this way, although I just lay here drunk, in fact, I practiced in front of more than a dozen shooting lanes at the same time, which was very efficient."

The innocent woman was dumbfounded and could not imagine what kind of cultivation method this was. Seeing that Lu Den was about to step out of the gate, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Lu Den, everyone is called you the white-haired gun king, but your hair has not changed just now. Bai, why?"

Lu Dian said: "It's just for fun, there is no need to be so serious."

The innocent woman was speechless. Seeing that Lu Den had disappeared crookedly outside the door, she shouted: "Lu Den, where are you going, do you have time to have a meal together? My name is—"

"no need."

A voice came from outside the door, coldly interrupting her, "I rushed home."