The recoil of the Type 88 sniper rifle is really strong. Xiao Zuiji fired one shot. Even though it was supported by a tripod, it was still knocked back more than ten meters, and a self-hanging southeast branch came.
However, there were two things that surprised Jun Changxiao. First, this guy hit the ball very accurately. Second, after resting for a while, he stood up as if nothing was wrong.
My cultivation level is higher than his, but I was so shocked that I had to rest for most of the night before I could recover!
The system explained: "That's because the host fired three shots in a row and suffered huge recoil, but he only fired one shot."
"That's it." Jun Chang smiled and realized.
In any case, Xiao Sinji's shooting talent and physical strength made him more determined to train him into a sniper.
"Sin yourself."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "This 88-type sniper rifle is yours. Check it out when you have time."
"Yes!" Xiao Sinji picked up the gun. Although his back felt a little cold when he thought of the recoil just now, his eyes were filled with heat when he saw the shattered stone.
It is natural for men to love guns.
Even men from another world are no exception.
Next, Xiao Sinji would spend two hours every day lying alone on the grass, rocks, and trees in the back mountain, leaning one eye on the lens, aiming at something in the distance.
He didn't fire the gun because the boss said there were only six bullets left in the gun.
In order to better adapt to the recoil, Xiao Sinji would also stand on the martial arts field and let his brothers hit him with thick pieces of wood.
"Junior brother, are you ready?"
"tread!"
Xiao Sinji took a step forward, exposing his upper body, patted his right shoulder where the gun was, and said: "Brothers, come on!"
"superior!"
Su Xiaomo gave an order, and ten disciples came over with wooden stakes in their arms, but heard a 'bang' and knocked him away.
The muscle shaping machine is based on science to temper the body and achieve maximum muscle improvement, but this method is quite extreme.
"brush!"
Xiao Sinji got up, returned to his previous position, braced his horse again, endured the pain and said, "Come again!"
"Bang!"
"Come again!"
"Bang!"
"Again...again!"
…
On the steps of the main hall, watching Xiao Sinji fall down and stand up again and again, Li Qingyang said: "Master, Junior Brother Xiao really wants to become stronger."
Jun Changxiao leaned on the stone railing with his arms and said: "Qingyang, you, my junior brother, although you have won the championship of the martial arts competition and proved yourself with your strength, you still have your former fiancée who needs to surpass you."
Li Qingyang said solemnly: "Master, as far as I know, Junior Brother Xiao's fiancée is named Murong Xin, and she is a direct descendant of the Murong family, one of the four major families in Tianhai County."
Tianhai County?
Jun Changxiao had the impression that it was a county with a large population.
He asked: "Is the Murong family very strong?"
Li Qingyang was silent for a while and said: "If we calculate it according to the sect level, the Murong family in Tianhai County is at least not weaker than the Cangshan sect."
Jun Changxiao said in surprise: "So silly?"
Li Qingyang said: "Murong Xin has the best spiritual roots and was accepted as a direct disciple by the eleventh elder of the second-rate sect Lily Saint Sect."
Jun Changxiao doesn't care about the best spiritual roots, but cares about the Holy Lily Sect. The name has real connotation!
He quipped: "Is there a gay clan?"
"Gay Clan?"
Li Qingyang scratched his head and said: "Disciple has never heard of it."
Jun Chang smiled and returned to preaching: "For a family comparable to a fifth-rate sect, and being a disciple of a second-rate sect, Murong Xin is really not an ordinary person."
"but."
He touched his chin and said: "If you are so outstanding, how can you be engaged to a sinner?"
"The fingertips are marriage." Li Qingyang said.
Jun Chang smiled and said: "No wonder."
Looking at Xiao Sinji who was training, he murmured: "As a disciple, it will be difficult for me to surpass the woman who abandoned me."
It's difficult to be challenging.
Only then can he prove his ability to train his disciples.
Murong Xin of the Murong family, just wait. One day, I will make you understand how stupid it was to regret your marriage back then.
…
The craftsmen in the inner courtyard are building in full swing, and the disciples are also practicing their own practices.
After seven days of such calmness, the Iron Bone Sect ushered in a historic moment, that is, except for Xiao Sinji and Liu Wanshi and Ye Xingchen who had just started, all the other disciples had broken through to the twelfth rank!
Tian Qi, Li Fei, Zhang Wei and others have become martial arts disciples, increasing their number from the initial five to ten.
Under normal circumstances, a nine-level sect would be considered good if it had three or five warriors. The Iron Bone Sect had ten, which was undoubtedly quite tough.
"Strange."
Jun Changxiao opened the data panel and saw that the sect's level was always at the ninth level. He wondered: "The sect has nine disciples who have reached the martial arts level. Most of the remaining disciples are at the twelfth level of Kaimai. Why haven't they been upgraded yet?"
The system said: "The promotion of the sect's level is not decided by the system. It requires certification from the relevant departments of Starfall Continent before it can be improved."
"Which department?"
"You can ask the disciples."
"..."
Jun Changxiao called Li Qingyang over.
Li Qingyang said: "Master, as far as I know, if you want the sect to move from the ninth level to the eighth level, you need to go to the sect certification hall for certification."
"Martial Arts Certification Hall? Where is it?"
"Qingyang City."
"What kind of authentication method?"
Li Qingyang thought for a moment and said uncertainly: "It seems that I will bring disciples who meet the realm requirements for certification."
"It's so troublesome, I'm too lazy to go."
Jun Changxiao gave up the idea of going for certification.
In his opinion, as long as the sect has strong strength, it doesn't matter even if it is regarded as the ninth-rate.
…
Among the weeds in the back hill, Xiao Sinji's whole body was covered with weeds, only his eyes were exposed, and he lay motionless.
"brush!"
After a while, a larger wild boar walked out more than 600 meters ahead.
Xiao Sinji lowered his head slightly, put one eye on the lens, locked the wild boar's head accurately, and then pulled the trigger.
"Bang————"
The sound of gunfire rang out. Xiao Sinji was holding the gun and was knocked backwards two meters away. As for the wild boar, his head was accurately shot and his body fell to the ground with a crash!
Su Xiaomo ran over, picked him up and said, "Junior Brother Xiao, your marksmanship is so accurate!"
"call!"
Xiao Sinji stood up, holding a gun in one hand and rubbing his numb right shoulder with the other, with a bright smile on his lips.
After seven days in the shaping room and extreme physical training, he was no longer hanging on a branch due to the recoil like the first time he fired.
"Not bad, not bad." Jun Changxiao clapped his hands and walked out.
Xiao Sinji lay on the ground for two hours, motionless. When his prey appeared, he quickly shot him in the head. He was definitely a natural sniper!
This is the advantage of a genius.
Even if he is no longer good at martial arts, he can still perform well in other things.
"Sin yourself."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "When the sentry tower is built, the important task of protecting the sect will be handed over to you."
This guy gave Xiao Sinji the Type 88 sniper rifle and asked him to become a sniper, hoping to protect the sect from being approached by others.
Although there is a large protective formation, after all, 1 point of contribution a day cannot be burned over many years!
It would be very comfortable if a sniper was placed at the watchtower to spot suspicious persons or killers and kill them instantly.
"Yes!" Xiao Sinji said.
"But..." he said weakly: "Master, I only have five bullets left."
Jun Chang smiled and held his chin, saying: "Yeah, I'm running low on bullets. I have to go to Qingyang City to buy some crystal cores."
"Qingyang."
"Inform the disciples who have broken through the martial arts to follow me to the Qingyang City Sect Certification Hall tomorrow."
Since I am going to Qingyang City, I must get certified on the way.
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