Psychics don't die from gunfire

"Wait a moment." Song Shi raised his hand and said, "Don't you think you're too close?"

Yue Shengfei is located on the street corner in front of the hotel, about thirty meters away from the hotel. This distance can be said to be face to face for the psykers in the third ring.

Even without [Chongxiao], Song Shi would arrive in the blink of an eye, but if [Chongxiao] were used, it would literally arrive in an instant.

"The truth of your body should be an element similar to 'shooting'?"

Song Shi jumped off the rooftop lightly: "Psychic energy is still a little far from the middle of the third ring. How about I give you time to go one thousand meters away? Or two or three thousand meters is not impossible. Think about it?"

"There's no need to pull away." Yue Shengfei's index finger holding the trigger paused, and he answered the other party's second question first: "If I really wanted to pull away, I wouldn't have appeared here at all. I would have changed the words earlier. It’s become a drone.”

"As for my psychic ability, you guessed it quite accurately. Yes, it is 'shooting'."

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, and Yue Shengfei's red hair flew away: "Don't you think that 'shooting' is the greatest way of war? From the first time a stone was thrown, the dimension of war has changed forever."

"Whether it's firearms or missiles, even the space-based weapons hung above the heads of those giant companies are essentially a form of 'shooting'. This is the only truth of war."

"There is still truth, but just accept it all." Song Shi nodded half-agreeing, with Chongqi hovering around him: "But in this case, I thought you would bring a compound bow to do it."

"That's too classical." Yue Shengfei sneered and shook his head repeatedly: "How come you guys are so prejudiced against the Wuzong like us? Alas, it's like a mountain, and you can't move it even an inch."

"Okay, then I'm here -"

"To target a master of your level, once the distance is too far, my lethality will be completely insufficient."

Yue Shengfei finished this sentence.

At the same moment when he pressed the trigger with his index finger, Song Shi disappeared from the spot and turned into a scorching flame roaring towards him!

"—Second shot!"

Unlike the first shot, which was silent, this shot was astonishingly loud, with a substantial sound that spread loudly, dust billowed, and the glass buildings in the entire block shattered, and the bullet accurately hit the target. In order to activate Soaring Sky, Song Shi crossed the gap between the two before even a tenth of a second was used.

——Psychic Skill·[Anchor].

——Psychic Skill·[Spiral].

The former assists in aiming and tracking enemies, while the latter can make Yuesheng fly's "shooting" before it is fired, like a coiled spring, tightening and squeezing round and round to accumulate strength.

While talking just now, Yue Shengfei had been secretly accumulating energy with the power of [spiral], thus firing this shot with astonishing destructive power.

Song Shizhong slashed out diagonally, and the flame front collided with the bullet, causing an unimaginable roar.

The bullet melted into ashes, but Chong Shi was also forcibly shaken, causing Song Shi's momentum to slow down for a moment.

At that moment, Yue Shengfei flew violently backwards - probably some kind of "reverse shooting" psychic skill that allowed him to use one gun at a time, slowing down the enemy and moving himself.

"Third shot!"

But before the big shout, a thick red color suddenly descended, blinding the vision. It was the sky that was instantly saturated with "Fire Clouds".

To be more precise, it was a red-gold sea of ​​fire.

[Rendering], [Scorched Earth], [Lighting Fire].

With Song Shi's current spiritual practice, burning the sea with one thought is impossible in a broad sense, but within his reach in a narrow sense.

Before Yueshengfei arrived, people and important property in several nearby blocks were evacuated.

You can reluctantly let go and do something.

——As [Dayuan], it is natural to spread the show!

With a bang, the monstrous sea of ​​​​fire crashed down. Even at the speed of Yue Shengfei's violent flight, he could not get out of the range in time.

Yue Shengfei clicked his tongue, took out another pistol from his pocket, and fired into the air. The gun he held in his right hand still forcibly fired the third shot.

Not without cum. Because he stabilized his posture, Song Shi, who had risen to the sky again, suddenly came over again.

Compared to the loud noise of the second shot, this shot returned to silence.

It looked at the surging sea of ​​red-gold fire as if it were nothing, and it was about to shoot into the center of Song Shi's eyebrows.

It was swallowed up by the sudden transformation of [Misfortune Flame] again. This time the bullet could no longer be regarded as nothing and was burned completely.

The glazed color of Song Shi's pupils became more and more pure: "The spear in the heart is another move that focuses on the mind. Well, your 'shooting' is really good."

Unfortunately it didn't work.

Poof.

At the same time, the pistol that Yue Shengfei took out was clearly a shotgun type. Enhanced by psychic energy, a shot of fragments shot out all over the sky and shot up, creating a short vacuum in the sea of ​​​​fire that hit his head. Let him survive this wave of offensive.

——But, Song Shi rushed to his side!

Yue Shengfei turned his hands over, pointed the shotgun at the young man, and fired. He picked up the electromagnetic bullet pistol with the other hand, put the muzzle of the gun against his forehead, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang!

Yue Shengfei felt as if he had been hit hard, and his whole body retreated at an unprecedented speed, as if he had turned into a bullet and been shot out.

But he still couldn't completely avoid the heavy-killing Yan Feng.

A line of fire slashes appeared from Yue Shengfei's chest and spread rapidly, as if it was going to burn the whole person.

"Fourth shot!"

Yue Shengfei ignored his injury and shouted again.

Another powerful shot that combined [Spiral] and [Anchor]. After deliberately suppressing his spiritual energy to the same level as the opponent, Song Shi could not take it without injury.

The palm holding the knife shook, the tiger's mouth burst, and the whole forearm was sore.

But that was all.

[Rush to the Sky] rose again, and the violent fire flow rushed, swallowing the distance between the two just opened.

The power of destruction was contained and appeared.

[Bad Tribulation].

In just a few breaths, the two sides were about to decide the winner!

Seven shots were fired before the fourth shot

As expected.

Yue Shengfei grinned.

He had the "shooting" spiritual energy, but for greater lethality, he chose to take risks at close range.

Facing an opponent of the level of "Nandou", even if the opponent deliberately suppressed the spiritual energy level, just firing the fourth shot would still be enough to kill him! There was no way he could hold on until the so-called seventh shot!

Fortunately, the seven bullets in a magazine were just a random number from the beginning, used as a means of misleading.

What the hell are seven bullets! I had made a plan long before I came here, and all my chances of winning depended on the next shot!

A fierce look filled Yue Shengfei's eyes. At this moment, he did not retreat. He did not hesitate to take the heavy blows that came from the surging slash, and rushed forward, almost crashing into Song Shi's arms.

The fifth shot.

The trigger was pulled.

Self-created psychic skills.

"—— Shoot the Wolf!"