A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 24 Cold Weapons

boom!
boom!
"Three rings!"

"Seven rings!"

"Nine Rings!"

……

On the training ground, flames were sprayed from the muzzles of heavy machine guns. The targets 5000 meters away either remained motionless, or were broken on the spot, and new ones were erected.

"The fixed target test is over, the next question is a single moving target!"

After instructor Li Dingjun finished speaking, Jiang Ding jumped up with a heavy machine gun weighing more than [-] kilograms in both hands, ran quickly, and aimed and fired with the gun.

My feet are like wind, but my upper body is as still as a mountain.

Diamond seal!
"boom!"

"Eight rings!"

……

"The next question is a double moving target!"

In the field of view of Jiang Ding's drone, the target 5000 meters away moved, and it moved in an S-shape at the movement speed of a monk in the late stage of Qi training. It also suddenly accelerated from time to time, bursting out at several times the speed.

"Off target!"

"Off target!"

……

The miss rate increased sharply, and the teachers and classmates around me didn’t look surprised.

For monks in the late stage of Qi training, the range of their spiritual consciousness is usually between 70 and 100 meters. That is to say, if there is no blessing and inscription of breath-condensing invisible runes, they will be discovered by the monks in the late stage of Qi training at this distance, so they can maneuver in advance.

But it is not impossible.

The bullet speed of the heavy machine gun is 1254 meters per second. In the later stage of Qi training, the monks have a reaction time of 0.5 to 0.8 seconds. They only need to fire ten consecutive shots to form a barrage blockade.

If you hit it once, you can get 80.00% of the score for the question. If you hit it twice, you will get a perfect score.

If there is no hit, test the distance of ten bullets from the target and take the average. This is most cases.

This is also meaningful. Most of the situations on the battlefield against monks in the Qi training period are sieges, with ten or dozens of people aiming at the target at the same time.

"Three rings!"

All around was quiet.

"Grass!"

"Shit luck!"

Li Junhao, Sun Xiao and others who were watching the game and waiting for the test cursed, full of envy.

Often, an entire class would struggle to hit on the dual movement test, and would be judged only by the average distance between the bullet and the target.

"Fuck off!"

Jiang Ding smiled, he did have some luck this time.

In the later stage of Qi training, the monk's maneuver speed is too fast, his spiritual consciousness reaction speed is too sensitive, and he shoots from five kilometers away. Even if the barrage becomes a web page, it is difficult to hit, and the deviation is easily tens or hundreds of meters.

This is because people have limited possible spells such as invisibility, flight, earth escape, and wood escape.

If it were not for a regiment to fight, with reconnaissance methods such as spirit radar and monks of the same level guiding their positions, even groups of soldiers would be difficult to cause harm to monks in the late stage of Qi training.

In addition, the refining of magic-breaking steel requires extremely high industrial technology. It is difficult for outsider monks to use low-cost weapons to make magic-breaking steel bullets that are not affected by spiritual consciousness. However, they can also spend a lot of money to refine special types of magical weapons with a range comparable to that of a heavy machine gun. , and more flexible.

There are very few monks who use special magic weapons, but it is not impossible.

In short, even if mortals have the ability to harm Qi Practitioners, it does not mean that they can be compared with them.

"Jiang Ding, the comprehensive score of the thermal weapon test is 35 points."

Jiang Ding felt reassured.

That's not bad.

The total score of hot weapons is 60 points. A score of 40 or above can only be obtained by driving a tank by a Qi training monk. 35 points is already considered a high score.

"The next candidate is Li Junhao."

"Yes!"

Li Junhao walked into the shooting range with a heavy machine gun in his arms, full of confidence.

After a few minutes.

Li Junhao cried sadly: "Oh, it's all over."

"what."

Jiang Ding glanced at him and felt a big sigh of relief.

Let you pretend during the culture class exam!

After halftime, instructor Zhang Dingjun left in a hurry and started testing the Qi Lianjing students.

In the distance, tank engines roared and artillery shells shook the sky.

a moment of silence,
Many people looked in that direction, even Sun Xiao, Li Hu and other people with little inner energy had complicated expressions on their faces.

If a martial artist in the Inner Qi Realm is not truly extremely talented and his cultural class is a level higher than that of his classmates in the Qi Training Realm, he will never be able to embark on the path to immortality.

Jiang Ding ignored this and lifted up a piece of camouflage cloth, revealing a large number of swords, guns, swords and halberds on the ground.

He took out an ordinary green steel sword and held the hilt in his hand. His heart suddenly felt more settled and distracting thoughts disappeared.

With the sword on his waist, he sat cross-legged.

A wisp of internal energy flows out from the Taiyin Lung Meridian of the Hand and pours into the ten most important meridians of the Pericardium Meridian of the Hand Jueyin, where it is tempered and warmed.

Two days have passed, and the ten meridians of the second main meridian Hand Jueyin Pericardium have been basically tempered, and the progress is slower than previously expected.

As for the reason, Jiang Ding also found out by checking the information.

The meridians are not closed places. When the internal energy flows through the ten main meridians of the Taiyin Lung Meridian, the first main meridian, it is not undamaged. Instead, a small amount of internal energy flows into the smaller meridians, which can also be tempered and warmed a little. "Yes, practice."

Seeing this, the other students felt as if they were waking up from a dream, and they also picked up their weapons and danced to warm up, temporarily sharpening their knives to make them shine even if they were not bright.

As for Jiang Ding's use of static exercises to warm and nourish the meridians anytime and anywhere, this requires at least a small degree of "Eagle Taking Flight Technique".

After half an hour,
Instructor Zhang Dingjun returned here with fourteen Qi practicing students. He couldn't help but look surprised when he saw the students practicing table tennis all over the floor.

"The cold weapon testing will begin below."

Zhang Dingjun said casually: "The total score is 40 points, the level of inner Qi realm, No. 125 points, No. 223 points, and so on, the minimum is 5 points."

"The total score of the Qi Training Realm remains unchanged, No. 135 points, No. 233 points, and so on, with a minimum of 20 points."

"Of course, the local conditions in Rongcheng are limited, so this is a simplified examination procedure." Zhang Dingjun introduced: "In first-tier cities, or in the college entrance examination, the method is to enter the Taixu Illusion - Education Network Zone to fight, No. 1 Scores vary up to the last place.”

"Now let's start the internal Qi realm assessment."

Zhang Dingjun pointed at Jiang Ding and said, "Jiang Ding is No. 1 in the Cold Weapon Internal Qi Realm Assessment. Some people don't agree with it. Do you want to challenge him?"

All the students looked at each other, a little reluctant, but had no idea of ​​stepping forward.

I was used to being abused in every training class, and I really had no guarantee of victory, so I might as well save my energy and strive for a good ranking.

"I'll come, it's his grandma's."

Sun Xiao held a bright silver metal spear in one arm and coldly snorted: "My 'Tianliu Spear' is already a success, I don't believe it..."

Keng!
Jiang Ding half-drawn his sword, and a faint white light appeared between the blades.

Inner gas!

"Jiang Ding has broken through the inner Qi realm?"

"Fuck! No wonder the heavy machine gun shooting performance has improved so much before!"

The classmates around him were buzzing with comments, and they were filled with envy among their scoldings.

At this stage, there are only three Inner Qi Realm warriors in the class, including Jiang Ding, only four.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that No. [-] Middle School has strong teachers who are good at teaching Qi training and cultural classes. Many students with good martial arts qualifications choose Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School. The teachers there are mostly innate warriors and are better at teaching in this area.

"...don't believe it...no..."

Sun Xiao silently withdrew the silver spear and returned it to the crowd.

"Anyone else?"

Zhang Dingjun continued to ask, not surprised at all.

After waiting for a while, when no one said anything, he continued: "Inner Qi Realm No. 2, Sun Xiao, does anyone disagree?"

"Have!"

"I want to challenge."

As soon as he finished speaking, two inner Qi realm warriors, Li Hu and Liu Meimei, stood up without any fear.

Sun Xiao's face turned even more ugly as he took out his silver gun and walked towards the two of them.

In the exchange of weapons, victory and defeat continued to arise. Even if there were occasional mistakes, the weapon would be blocked by the shield created by Li Dingjun's thought before it could even touch the body armor, without any injuries.

Jiang Ding stood silently with his sword in hand, tempering and nourishing his meridians.

The progress was rapid, and the internal Qi realm competition ended quickly. Sun Xiao won No. 2, Li Hu No. 3... Li Junhao unsurprisingly came in last, with a guaranteed 5 points.

"Test during Qi training period."

Zhang Dingjun pointed at Huabing: "Student Huabing, the sixth level of Qi training, is the No. 1 cold weapon in the Qi refining realm. Is there anyone who doesn't agree?"

Everyone turned their attention to Wu Tianli.

He is at the fifth level of Qi training and is the only existence that can pose a threat to the flower soldiers.

"I recognized."

Wu Tianli looked at Hua Bing, his voice was so gentle that even a fool could understand what he meant.

"So handsome..."

The girls around him suddenly became sour.

Hua Bing frowned, his handsome little face a little unhappy.

My aunt, I have practiced Qi at the sixth level, have high-grade magic weapons, and have been taught by my father at the Foundation Establishment level since I was a child. I act as if you gave me the No. 1 position.

But I couldn't say anything, I was so angry.

"Classmate Huabing, please enlighten me."

A student who was on the fourth level of Qi training came forward with an inkstone in hand. This was also the favorite defensive weapon of the Immortal Sect monks. Furthermore, it was always a good thing to play against other Immortal cultivators more often, regardless of winning or losing.

"Classmate Luo Feng, pay attention."

Hua Bing pointed his sword, and a shining silver flying sword flew out of nowhere and struck straight on the inkstone, forcing him to retreat a few steps. Then he refused to give up, and the sword light turned into a silk screen, quickly sharpening the inkstone. Aura.

Within a few breaths, Luo Feng staggered and retreated quickly, but the silver flying sword still found a gap and slashed away at the inkstone, pierced the shield, and stayed firmly on his chest.

"I lost."

Luo Feng sighed and took back the inkstone.

Jiang Ding was nearby. When he saw the silver flying sword coming out, he felt the hairs on his body stand up and his spine trembled.

The speed of the flying sword is not very fast. It is still far away from the speed of sound. My eyes can barely follow her flight path, but it is too flexible and too sharp!

My thoughts are spinning, but my body can't react at all. In one round, my head will fall to the ground!
Next, the sword light was flying, the red silk was dancing, the giant shield was covering it, and the spiritual light was floating. The ping-pong-pong competition with a group of muscle warriors below the inner energy realm could be said to be ethereal, and the technical content was so high.

It wasn't until the students on the first and second levels of qi training competed that Jiang Ding managed to regain some confidence.

The flying speed of their flying swords is not much faster than arrows, and their flexibility is not that flexible. If he can hit it multiple times, he is sure to disperse the spiritual thoughts on the magic weapon.

But this is nothing to be proud of.

Xianmen Qi training monks mainly focus on tank driving and anti-aircraft machine gun control, and cold weapon combat is only an elective hobby.

(End of this chapter)