Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1177 Loaded
Lu Huaiyang loaded a bigger gun. This time it was not caseless bullets, each bullet was as big as a cigar. There were hundreds of kinds of weapons in the Jinyiwei's arsenal, and he picked the most powerful one.

"Torch Bolter. A new thing." Lu Huaiyang loaded the gun. "Inject the torch directly into the bullet. It is both a propellant and a charge. After hitting the target, the unburned part will explode directly. The metal jet produced by the explosion can penetrate the armor of the tank. It is a good thing that is both old and new."

"Don't we have an incendiary gun that's powered entirely by torches?"

Shangluo remembered that Wen Yuan liked to use that model very much. The warhead and propellant of that thing were packaged separately, and the ammunition was fired with an external torch fuel tank, or the torch after energy concentration could be directly fired in the form of light.

In Shangluo's opinion, the gun was very flexible. First of all, the amount of live ammunition carried could be doubled, so it could be fired as easily as pouring water. After firing the live ammunition, if the user had a profound control over the spiritual energy fuel, there should be more than half of the torch element left. This meant that not only the live ammunition was doubled, but also another portion of energy weapon ammunition was available.

"Incendiary gun? That's the thing that the ignorant kid likes to use. I don't need it." Lu Huaiyang put the safety on the gun and put it on his shoulder. "That kid is as slow-tempered as his father. He always wants to torture me bit by bit. He is willing to risk his life, so how can he have the time to spray water out of the tubes? Is he playing with a water gun? I always tell him that he is delving too deeply into the 'skills', but it is ultimately an unorthodox path. He also intends to extract some principles from this. Does he want to become a sniper immortal?"

"Then you."

"With the Torch, of course we have to shoot it all out as quickly as possible, and the best way is of course the Bolt Gun. It can also blow Xu Fu's head off with one shot. He pulls the trigger once a second, one shot at a time. I pull the trigger for one second and shoot a long burst to empty the Torch. Even a stone head can be blown into popcorn. Aim and you'll get it. As long as you hit it, it doesn't matter where you shoot. If one round doesn't kill him, just reload and shoot another round."

The cigar-sized bullets were loaded into the big gun, and the surging fuel was surging in the plain gun body. Although Lu Huaiyang's cultivation had not yet reached the foundation-building stage, his burst speed in a short period of time would not be much slower than Fu Yuanshan, and the bullets would hit every target fairly.

If he and Lu Huaiyang drew their guns at the same time, it would be hard to say who was faster - of course, whether the bullets could hit the other party was another matter. With the help of the power of wind and thunder, the outcome of the two sides was not a big deal.

"By the way." Shangluo suddenly asked, "I haven't asked this yet, and I don't know if it's appropriate to ask this."

"Ask. Anything you want."

"Captain Lu, who is better, you or Senior Fu?"

"Of course he is amazing, he is a god."

"I mean, if you two were to fight, who would win?"

"So that's what you're asking? That's hard to say." Lu Huaiyang replied, "Although magic power is important, martial arts is also important in a fight."

"So you are sure you can fight him?"

"I say that it depends on the situation. You have to know that General Fu is not from the Jinyiwei, he is a monk hired from outside. In other words, he has never been tempered in martial arts. He can't do anything except hammering steel nails - of course, in 95% of the cases, knowing this one move is enough."

"Then how are you going to beat him?" "Let me explain to you what the most basic martial arts are." Lu Huaiyang stood in an empty space in the room and took a seemingly relaxed posture - bending his waist and neck, holding his chest and legs, and wrapping his arms and dropping his elbows. This posture did not seem to have the Qi sinking into the Dantian, and he did not even lift his chest and abdomen.

However, once he made this pose, his entire figure began to wander in Shangluo's eyes. He seemed to be motionless, but he had a tendency to move in eight directions. His elbow at his waist had already been clasped on the pistol that had just been inserted into the holster.

[This is... Wait! I recognized it! This is the Baguazhang stance! But he is using a gun? ]

"Shangluo, there are only three steps between us now. Within three steps, do you want to see who is faster in casting a spell or me drawing a gun?"

Shangluo said nothing, and suddenly turned into black mist, and then condensed into the posture of the Sword King. When the black mist gathered, when he revealed his figure, Lu Huaiyang drew his gun with lightning speed - at the same time, the Sword King's sword had already chopped his shoulder.

However, Lu Huaiyang's body turned strangely at an angle, and then he raised his gun.

Different from all other gun-holding postures, he didn't even use his eyes to look, nor did he use the crosshairs at all. Instead, he just fixed the muzzle of the gun on his waist and shot.

The pistol was not set to full-automatic fire, but three rounds in rapid succession. However, the ingenious design made the three bullets come out of the chamber almost at the same time, in rapid succession.

Shangluo did not react, but the Sword King's Sword's instinct blocked the bullet for him. The 15mm tungsten armor-piercing bullet that was bounced off directly penetrated the cabin wall and hit the armor plate on the side of the ship.

However, Lu Huaiyang did not stop. His chest-bent and leg-bent posture prevented all joints from being locked. He used the linkage of his hips, thighs, and calves to control the muzzle of the gun to deflect to a small and precise angle with a series of muscles. Although the sword of the Forest King was already magic, physically speaking, adjusting the angle of the muzzle was of course faster than swinging the sword. And since Lu Huaiyang had already mobilized his true energy, there was no decisive difference in speed between him and the Forest King. The pistol once again took the lead in attacking, this time aiming at the farthest end that the sword could block, which was also the area where the sword would not have time to return to defend.

However, the magic of the sword once again showed its power. The sword surpassed the physical fitness of the Forest King in this form, surpassed everything that the naked eye could see, and directly blocked the bullet's path - three clang clang clangs, and the bullet was blocked again.

At that moment, Lu Huaiyang was also stunned. He didn't see clearly how the sword blocked the bullet.

However, immediately afterwards, a crisp sound of breaking exploded from the sword - and the bullets driven by the torch element fired one after another, and three bullets hit almost the same point. The area hit by the gun actually had glass-like cracks.

[Wow! Sword! How come your sword is broken! ]

Lu Huaiyang also noticed the sword breaking. But his instinctive reaction did not make him stop, instead he took a step back and shot again. Shangluo did not think much about it and directly dispelled the broken Forest King Sword——

With a clang, a big turtle shell smashed between the two people.

(End of this chapter)