Sniper Track

The next day, North District, Battle Academy.

Somewhere in a mysterious venue.

No one rests.

Because this...is Wang Kaijin's private training ground.

The "Gym" of the master of the eighth-rank Lord is a place that no student dares to set foot on easily.

Unless Wang Kaijin himself instructed or approved, otherwise, those who approached here will be blocked by the students standing guard.

That's right, Wang Kaijin arranged for students to stand guard at the entrance of the training venue.

These students are all War Academy students taught by Wang Kaijin.

They live a boring life of "two points and one line" in the stadium and dormitory. What's more, they live directly in the stadium without even going back to the dormitory.

Take turns to practice, stand guard, rest, and then practice again...

cycle back and forth.

Cultivation is a "private" thing, and even more dangerous.

If you only do some physical exercises such as running, jumping, and sports in the stadium, there is no problem.

However, the training of the fittest is not just physical exercise.

The fittest who have reached the bottleneck of the level, enter a quiet room in the stadium, sink their minds into the spiritual space of the body, form a "triangular formation", and when they are breaking through to the next level, if they are bumped and disturbed by outsiders , at light level, the promotion fails, the repair stops, and at worst, the fitness declines, and even life-threatening.

This is like "going into the devil" in the martial arts novels.

Not only that, but the unique combat skills or trump cards being practiced must also be kept secret and cannot be seen casually.

Therefore, Wang Kaijin's "private" training venue can be said to be very "defense".

This is responsible for his students, but also for himself.

The venue covers a large area, with three floors, or two and a half floors.

The top floor is Wang Kaijin's private venue. The area is much smaller than the two floors below. From the outside, the entire venue looks like a three-layered cake, which gets smaller as it goes up.

The second floor in the middle is only used for Wang Kaijin's "true" disciple training and rest.

Of these disciples, the youngest is also a junior. Most of them are doing tasks outside the city on weekdays, and there are only a few who stay in the stadium.

The others, ordinary classmates who were admitted by Wang Kaijin, and members of the Student Union of the Battle Academy, could only stay on the first floor, the lowest level.

A small training venue building with strict levels, each in its own right, and cannot be overstepped...

1st, 2nd and 3rd floors.

The higher the floor, the stronger the walls and ground, and the better the cultivation environment.

The huge disparity, the separation of levels...

As cruel as the real world...

Approaching the freshman competition, the "seed players" among the freshmen of the Combat Academy were exceptionally allowed to enter the second floor, use the equipment here, and enjoy the ubiquitous adaptability and spiritual power in the air.

Cultivating in such an environment, the speed is extraordinary.

In a small room on the second floor, Shi Sanming sat cross-legged on the futon with a solemn expression.

Shi Sanming's body was surrounded by Shi Sanming's body, forming a fluorescent "shell".

Shi Sanming, who shimmered with light, was like a luminous Buddha, motionless as a mountain.

In the depths of the spiritual space in his body, a triangular formation is forming. Shi Sanming in the form of "Nsative Infant Body" is releasing a strong impact. Under this impact, the planet of blood and his sniper rifle is more and more dazzling.

Wang Kaijin was sitting leisurely on the third floor, his spiritual sense came out of his body, looking at all this, he murmured: "Small... oh, there seems to be a sign of breakthrough...

Is this kid so scary?

This is because Chen Xingxi got angry? Why is cultivating so hard...

Mad, think about it and get angry...

The kid was pretending to be vomiting blood! ...how did I react later..."

Wang Kaijin clenched his fists tightly, and the bones were squeezed to make a "crunching" sound, which sounded a bit scary.

………………

At this time, in the hall on the second floor, a group of people were standing with different expressions.

Some are arrogant, some are cold, and some have a smile on the corners of their mouths...

However, the same thing is that there is a hint of arrogance in their eyes.

This cannot be covered up.

Born to be a dragon among men, and with a youthful nature, more or less, they are all arrogant.

This cannot be changed.

Unless someone overcomes him in an overwhelming way, crushes his indomitable arrogance, and steps on the ground, otherwise, these young people will not restrain the arrogance in their hearts.

Having said that, as a genius, how can he be easily defeated by his peers?

These ten people are exactly the top ten among the freshmen of the Battle Academy this year.

The strongest ten.

They were called here by Wang Kaijin to attend the meeting.

The content of the meeting was not notified to them in advance, but they could probably guess.

It's nothing more than letting them perform well in Saturday's freshman competition.

As for the tactical arrangement...?

Um... what tactics do you need in a single-player battle?

and……

Even if there are tactics, there is no need to use them, right?

After all... to deal with those "weak chickens" from other academies, just push them all the way.

The ten people seemed to have been waiting for a long time, waiting for the left and right, but they could not wait for Wang Kaijin. A few people started to get impatient.

The original calm atmosphere was gradually broken, and these geniuses began to chat.

Invisibly, there was one person who was "slightly left out" and "isolated" by everyone.

He was sitting alone in the chair, with his fingers crossed on his chest, his two elbows resting on his thighs, his chin resting lightly on his crossed hands, wondering what he was thinking.

The other nine people all gathered in groups in twos and threes, but there was no one by his side.

Like a bright moon, surrounded by stars.

Beautiful, yet lonely.

Squeak.

Suddenly, the sound of the door being pushed open came from the dark corridor.

The field instantly became audible for needles to fall.

"Is the dean coming over?"

This thought popped into everyone's heart, and they immediately suppressed their voices and waited quietly for the dean... to walk out of the dark corridor.

Step, step, step...

Shi Sanming, who had just broken through to the third rank, was in a good mood. According to his memory, he walked down this corridor.

"Emmm, if I remember correctly... the dean took me down this road, right...??

Just now, I came out of that training room, and then...

Hey?

Should I turn left or right..."

Shi Sanming thought about it in his heart, and walked towards the bright place.

The place where the lights are on is right!

Even if you make a mistake, go over and take a look.

You can't just wander around in a dark place all the time, can you?

The place where the light is getting closer and closer, Shi Sanming strode out of the darkness, mumbling, "Is the school so rude? Why isn't even a light on in the corridor..."

As soon as he looked up, Shi Sanming, who had just come out of the dark, saw a group of people standing in front of him, and was startled: "Oh, I'm going! ... Why are there so many people!"

Not only him, but also the ten people in the hall were stunned.

Why not President Wang? ...who is this kid?

Among the ten people, a "burly man" came out, and he seemed to be very grumpy.

Liang Shu, who was over 1.9 meters tall, walked up to Shi Sanming, a head taller than him, blocking the lights on the roof and shrouding him in darkness.

Liang Shu stretched out his big hand and pressed it on Shi Sanming's shoulder.

The big hand is like a huge fan, thicker than Shi Sanming's shoulders, like an eagle's claws pinching the neck of a chick, it hoops Shi Sanming's body.

Liang Shu, who spoke in a loud voice, looked like a demon king who came out of a storybook, and said fiercely, "Who is your kid? How did you enter the dean's private venue?!"

Shi Sanming only felt that the person in front of him was speaking with wind, and his face hurt so much, he endured his "breath" and said, "It was the dean who brought me in...cough..."

Liang Shu was stunned for a moment, just about to let go of his hand, then his head tilted, and he thought of something: "No! You are lying!

There are only ten of us, how could there be one more person...

I'll count again...one, two, three..."

Shi Sanming's face was lifeless.

Don't make trouble, big brother...

I'm just a passerby, you let me go...

Wang Kaijin's voice came from the direction of the stairs: "Let go of him, Liang Shu, he was also called by me."

Hearing this, Liang Shu hurriedly released his hand, like a helpless child, and immediately extended his hand to Shi Sanming.

Shi Sanming was shocked: "You're still here?!"

He jumped back suddenly, but still did not escape Liang Shu's "pursuit".

Liang Shu took advantage of his tall stature and only took one step forward before catching up with Shi Sanming.

A hand like a "small grinding disc" waved towards Shi Sanming...

Smoothing out the wrinkled clothes on his shoulders...

"Hehe." Liang Shu smiled "shyly", revealing a "kind" smile that didn't look cute.

In the crowd, the person who had been "isolated" before stood up from the chair.

No matter how arrogant he was, he would not dare to be presumptuous in the face of the eighth-rank Wang Kaijin.

The first person of the freshman - Huang Si.

In the past ten years, the first freshman who has been called "the king of newcomers" has not yet played a game.

Whether it is national laws or regulations, or social conventions, or even those of the world's top nine, all follow a theorem that cannot be violated.

That is - only after the coming-of-age ceremony can you unlock the chain of seals on the Galaxy of Guns and become a true first-rank fitter.

The reason for this is mostly for the sake of "safety", right?

After all, things like firearms are too dangerous, and they must wait until they become legal "adults" before they can touch them.

From the coming-of-age ceremony to the university entrance, the longest time is only one and a half months.

In these short forty or fifty days, the first rank broke the second rank, and the second rank entered the third rank... This is very difficult.

In fact, the vast majority of people can't even be promoted to the second rank.

A small number of people with extraordinary aptitude can break through to the second rank.

And the genius who can advance to the third rank is called "Tianjiao".

Most of Tianjiao, who became third-rank before entering school, were only "pseudo-third-rank".

Some of them failed to awaken their auxiliary spears, and some of them were still relatively vain, and needed to be tempered before they could be solidified.

A freshman who is able to cultivate the third rank as solid as iron will be the "King of Newcomers" of Longjing University in any year.

And Huang Si...

He is already in the middle of the third rank, and I am afraid that he has already touched the threshold of the high rank.

This is also the reason why he has now been tacitly regarded as the "New King"!

A graceful girl in the crowd, swaying her waist that could not be grasped by Yingying, twisted her little butt, and walked out with a very charming voice: "Dean~ What does this extra person mean?

Could it be that this little handsome guy... also broke through the third-rank?

You must know that only the third grade is qualified to stand beside the dean~hehehe~”

Huang Si frowned and said angrily: "Yu Xi! You can talk to me well, otherwise... I don't mind photographing you on the wall."

The cold voice revealed an unquestionable and powerful authority.

When Yu Xi heard the words, she was frightened. Intimidated by the power of this "first freshman", she didn't dare to talk more.

However, she pouted her mouth, as if to express her dissatisfaction. She twisted her right hand into an orchid finger, gently smoothed the bangs on her forehead, tugged it slightly to the right, took it with her, and crossed his right A mole on the corner of the eye, flirting with style.

Wang Kaijin's brows also wrinkled, and instead of looking at this "little fairy", he said loudly: "Shi Sanming, go up and make a self-introduction... Forget it, no need, they already know your name.

Ahem, on Saturday, the freshman competition will begin. This is the annual event of our battle academy!

This game is the best opportunity for you to show your skills to the whole school, and it is also the best stage for you. I hope you can all do your best!

The better you perform, the more favored you will be in the school, and the more abundant your cultivation resources will be in the next four years.

Not only that, this game is also an important reference standard for the mentors of the fittest to select students.

As the deputy dean, I usually have to deal with various affairs in the college, so I don't have much energy.

And ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you all have your own specialties. Perhaps, in some fields, other mentors are more suitable than me to teach you.

For example... this kid Lu Feng..."

In the crowd, the ruthless man in a white trench coat raised his brows lightly, as if he did not expect that he would be suddenly "named" by the dean.

Wang Kaijin continued: "Lu Feng is a sniper in long-range combat, and I prefer short-range combat. If I insist on teaching him, it is equivalent to delaying him...

So do the rest of you.

In the early game, you may not encounter any too strong opponents, so try to retain your strength and hide your trump cards.

Wait until the middle and late stages of the game, facing opponents of similar strength, remember to show what you are best at.

In this way, it is also convenient for the mentors to issue an invitation to you after the game...

This is probably the case, do you all remember? "

"Report to the dean, I have a problem."

The "trend" boy wearing black short sleeves and a mohawk hairstyle raised his hand and looked at Wang Kaijin.

Wang Kaijin said, "Liu Weisong, what's the problem?"

Liu Weisong smiled evilly: "President, I'm not very concerned about the strength of this new classmate... chatter..."

Shi Sanming, who had been working on the "background wall" for a long time, was startled and said to himself, "Did you make a mistake!"

I didn't offend anyone either, so why do everyone dislike me! ?

I'm not ugly either!

how? Does the thirteenth have no human rights? !

snort! !

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