It was actually already early morning and the sky was bright, but because of the thick clouds, the sun could not be seen yet.

I don’t know if it’s because the Violet State has intensified its efforts and burned many things in the battle during this period. After the thick smoke rose into the sky, the clouds in the sky in the early morning were all white with gray in them.

The wind also carried the smell of burnt ash intermittently.

Di Shaolong sniffed the air and looked a little bored, and said: "I know that you, Magic Bullet Shooter, were already at the top of the world's mercenary rankings before you came to Violet.

Even before you acquire the extraordinary skill of controlling magic bullets, just by virtue of being a sniper without any training, your reputation is already very famous, and you have the value of being listed as a separate file in some international organizations."

The magic bullet shooter moved his neck, moved his cervical vertebrae, and said, "What do you want to say?"

"Your most recent shooting record was to intercept five high-speed drones with a maximum speed exceeding Mach 4 in the Atlantic Ocean with a magic bullet that can change directions freely."

Di Shaolong continued unhurriedly, "This is not only because of your superb skills in making and controlling magic bullets, but also because of your innate destiny talent, the ultimate killing of heaven and earth, and the secret of the gun god, right?

"

The magic bullet shooter's muzzle was lowered a little, from aiming at Di Shaolong's forehead to aiming at his mouth.

The power of destiny is all kinds of strange.

For example, Lu Chunhua's original Nine Emperors of the Big Dipper destiny was too precious and conflicted with the order of reality. On the contrary, it would harm herself, causing her relatives and teachers to be unable to bear it, and they had to live far away from each other to reduce their contact with her.

connect.

The fate of the magic bullet shooter is not as noble as the Nine Emperors of Beidou in the overall situation. It will not force people to follow the path of the emperor's struggle for hegemony, but can be freely used in any era.

It is said that "One kill from heaven and earth is the secret of the spear god". People with this fate will show their throwing talents that can be called superpowers from an early age.

He can shoot 100% of the time with his eyes closed, and he never misses when he throws paper cans into the trash can. However, as he grows older, the bad side of his fate begins to show itself.

The basketball will definitely hit someone on the head before it hits the ground, and the waste paper will just hit the unextinguished cigarette butt in the trash can and cause a fire.

In the end, it may even develop to the point where even blowing on dandelions will cause dandelion seeds to fly into the nasal cavity of a very severe allergic patient, causing shock or even death.

If you are a person who grew up in a social environment with a well-ordered moral order, you may gradually collapse due to frequent accidents around you.

However, the magic bullet shooter who was born in a war-torn area began throwing sharpened steel bars for the purpose of killing people at the age of eight. He was proficient in a variety of crudely assembled firearms by the age of ten. After hand-polishing the thicker bullets, he inserted them into a smaller size.

In the barrel of the gun, the hit rate can still be guaranteed to be 100%.

Before he knew what "fate" was, he was already self-taught and understood how to feed the invisible monster in his body that was always trying to cause harm - as long as he hunted more, more

A worthwhile goal would be fine.

His destiny was fulfilled, and he gained ever-increasing fame, income, and was very happy to work with.

But when this innate secret is exposed by others, it feels a little bad.

The magic bullet shooter sighed: "I didn't expect that the person who found my hiding place would be a person as verbose as an old nun in a welfare home."

"This is a warning and sincerity. Before you came to Violet, you had been operating in war-torn areas. The people you killed were all local thugs and warlord leaders, so I have no obligation to arrest you."

Di Shaolong advised, "If you give up the fight for the violet fruit, lower your gun, and be quiet, we can avoid an unnecessary battle."

The magic bullet shooter smiled and said: "Then you must first prove that you are qualified to fight with me."

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he felt pain in his right shoulder and stopped immediately.

Half a second later, the magic bullet shooter still stared ahead and unmoved the knife stuck on his shoulder with his left hand without changing his expression.

It was a small knife, about twenty centimeters long, and the blade was very thin. It could only be used to peel apples and pears.

The magic bullet broke the blade with just a little force from the tip of my finger. It was indeed just an ordinary piece of iron.

But such a knife was shot at him at such a speed that even the magic bullet shooter could not see it clearly. It did not heat up or melt due to the high-speed friction with the air. It was obvious that the person who used the knife used some kind of magic bullet.

Wonderful power.

Di Shaolong said: "Can this be proved?"

The magic bullet shooter said: "Why don't you just shoot me in the eyes, throat, and heart?"

Di Shaolong said: "I don't like killing people."

"It's because 'if you don't teach, you call it cruelty', so the first sword of a benevolent person will only cause warning damage to people most of the time. Because of this, your first sword is the most difficult to guard against."

Yes, right?"

The Magic Bullet Shooter also quoted an old saying when he spoke, and threw away the two pieces of the broken knife in his hand, "I know who you are, the Donghua whose surname is Di, but insists on saying that his knife is Xiao Li Fei Dao."

The top scorer in Xiangjiang Province.”

He laughed and said, "The sentence just now was your voice signature on the mercenary website before. I learned it fairly well, right?"

Di Shaolong shook his head: "That sentence is inappropriate now, but it seems that you are not ready to give up."

There was only a small amount of blood seeping out of the wound on the magic bullet shooter's right shoulder, and the gun in his right hand seemed to have no effect: "Games have always only had two endings: victory to win the prize and death to exit."

"Besides, I've wanted to know for a long time. You guys who are obsessed with cold weapons have no fashion value at all. Compared with people like me who are at the forefront of the trend, who is more powerful?"

Before he finished speaking, the magic bullet shooter pulled the trigger three times.

Three prism-shaped red crystal stones were shot out from the muzzle one after another, forming a straight rainbow light as fast as lightning.

But before the first bullet reached the midpoint between the magic bullet shooter and Di Shaolong, a flying knife collided with the bullet.

The tip of the knife collided with the tip of the first crystal bullet without missing a beat. The flying knife was shattered, the first crystal was also covered with cracks, and its speed was greatly reduced.

After absorbing several violet fruits, the magic bullet shooter poured the magic power into the crystal bullets, making his bullets much stronger than before, and the penetration power also increased significantly.

Moreover, it did not reduce his control accuracy of magic bullets.

Just when the first crystal was blocked, the second and third crystal bullets that were supposed to follow in a straight line suddenly changed their trajectories and went around one to the left and the other to the right.

With a slender light tail that was dozens of times longer than the length of the crystal bullet itself, it drew bright red marks in the air and attacked Di Shaolong.

Di Shaolong's figure took a small step back, holding a small knife in his right hand, standing where he originally stood.

The two magic bullets that had locked onto Di Shaolong failed to adjust their direction again. As if they were bewitched, they aimed at the knife and shot at it.

The magic bullet hit the knife from the left and right sides at the same time. The blade was naturally shattered into pieces, and the bullets exploded due to the collision with each other, turning into crystals the size of sesame seeds and scattering.

It was not until this moment that the sound of the three bullets fired before was heard, and the three bangs, bangs, and bangs were superimposed on top of each other.

The magic bullet shooter was still pulling the trigger quickly and fired three more shots. To others, it seemed as if the sound of his first round of gunfire had become the sound of his second round of gunfire.

If you want to pursue millimeter-level shooting accuracy, the magic bullet shooter can control three magic bullets at a time. If any of them break, you can immediately add new ones to maintain this number.

This time, his ballistic trajectories were even more unpredictable. Some went in a large circle, crossing a trajectory larger than the entire rooftop. Some curved forward with erratic peaks and troughs.

Another one shot directly into the building and disappeared, sneaking into an unknown location.

Di Shaolong just flipped his fingers, and another complete flying knife appeared in his palm.

Before the knife was fired, the magic bullet shooter had already made a dodge action, turned over and fell from the rooftop guardrail.

A seemingly invisible sharp shadow followed closely behind, passing by.

The paper airplanes placed on the railings all flew up and shattered into handfuls of confetti that looked like snowflakes in the wind.

The two sides fighting are no longer within each other's field of vision.

But the magic bullet has the characteristic of automatic tracking, and Di Shaolong does not need to see the enemy when he takes action carefully.

In fact, although they could no longer see each other, they felt each other's small movements more clearly than before.

Di Shaolong "saw" clearly the magic bullet shooter's habit of standing up the hair on his little finger and feeling the effects of various wind directions, humidity, and temperature when he pulled the trigger.

The Magic Bullet Shooter "saw" Di Shaolong's action of taking out the sword for the first time.

He first looked at his throwing knife with a kind and unbearable look.

Then, the knife broke through the wind, air, air, and light and flew away!!

Among the martial arts classics collected by the ancient country of Donghua from past dynasties, there are all kinds of weapons including fists, palms and legs, swords, guns, swords and halberds, Qinggong internal skills, sonic training, and eighteen kinds of weapons, with a total of more than 13,000 types.

After entering the new century, they used the supercomputer "Martial Arts" to eliminate the unnecessary and retain the essentials of these martial arts techniques, simplifying the complex and deducing fourteen ways of practicing martial arts with the lowest entry barriers and the highest potential.

Wind, fire, thunder, Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, cruelty and evil, benevolence and righteousness. Each of these fourteen characters represents a path, collectively known as the "Fourteen Secrets of Protecting the Country".

Di Shaolong's external move is Xiao Li's flying knife, but what he practices internally is Renjue among the fourteen skills.

Benevolence shines through the ages, and it is the first sword in the storm.

………………

"Guan Luoyang."

Shenwu Maha said, "You were the one who killed Faqi and Tiebo."

Guan Luoyang glanced at the people around him and said: "I didn't just kill the two of them, but I didn't expect that this Jubei could be resurrected after being burned to ashes."

Owen stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the wound on his forehead gradually healed, and no trace of blood could be seen. He hummed and said with a smile: "I thought you would wait until we and Shenwu Maha had a complete victory before taking action.

"

"If you jump out so early, the situation will be a bit interesting. Should you join forces with us to kill Shenwu Maha, or will Shenwu Maha and I join forces to kill you first?"

Guan Luoyang looked at Owen's current appearance and said, "This is the body you really use to fight...Then do you know why I showed up so quickly?"

"You want to say, because you want to kill me with your own hands?"

Owen smiled broadly and pointed towards Qishanduo, "Let me remind you, Shenwu Maha is preparing to resurrect an ancient king from your Donghua side. He seems to be a very powerful person two thousand years ago.
To be continued...