Text Chapter 543: The White-Haired Spear King

Longbow Star Field, Jinghong Academy, No. 1 Shooting Range.

In the ranking of universities in the Flying Star World, although Flying Star University and Tiansheng College are far ahead and dominate the crowd, these two highest universities are all comprehensive universities, spanning many majors.

However, there are still many small and medium-sized professional academies scattered throughout the various star fields of the Flying Star Realm.

Although the overall strength cannot compete with the two highest schools, but in a certain specialty, it has been honed and tempered for thousands of years, but it has its own uniqueness.

Jinghong Academy is a professional school that trains firearm shooting supernatural powers and cultivates "gun repair". In the professional rankings over the years, the strength of firearm shooting is second only to the two universities, and it ranks among the top five in the flying star world all the year round.

In the No. 1 shooting range, there was a lot of voices, psychic energy was surging, bullets roared, and many students were practicing guns.

"Is he the 'White-haired Spear King'?"

A girl wearing the uniform of a foreign school with an innocent face looked at the firearms officer curled up in the corner with some curiosity.

This firearms administrator is mainly responsible for overhauling the firearms in the shooting range, providing ammunition and firearms equipment for practitioners, and occasionally giving pointers to some beginners.

However, in a place like Jinghong Academy, there are really not many beginners, and many people have the habit of using firearms by themselves, so there is no need for his adjustment.

The work of transporting ammunition and firearms can also be done automatically with crystal brains and spiritual arms.

Therefore, he often curled up in a corner, wearing a greasy and dirty military overcoat, and carrying a bottle of the cheapest Erguotou all day long. Half drunk and sloppy.

His hands were always trembling constantly. After filling the horse urine, he shook so badly that he couldn't hold on to anything except the wine bottle.

"That's right, he is the legendary No. 1 master of Jinghong Academy, the 'White-haired Spear King' Lu Dian, but that happened two years ago!"

Beside the innocent woman, a gorgeously dressed man. The young man with greasy hair and pink face smiled, "Three years ago, when this guy first entered the Jinghong Academy, he showed great power. He swept all directions, even a master who has practiced in the academy for seven or eight years, he is not his all-in-one enemy! You see, the No. 1 ranking in this shooting range, and the best score of 8345 points in 'One-minute Obstacle Rapid Fire' was created by him!"

The naive woman exclaimed: "One-minute obstacle rapid fire, that is to distinguish one hundred false targets and accurately hit one hundred real targets under the interference of psionic shields and magnetic fields. It is a short-distance rapid fire, The most difficult subject! My best score is only 3322 points. He can score more than 8,000? However, his hair is not white, it is sallow and yellow, like a bird's nest."

The frivolous man sneered and said: "That's when he was concentrating on shooting the gun, his spiritual energy was agitated, and his hair turned white instantly! However, these are old calendars! You can also see that since he had an accident two years ago when he was practicing. After accidentally triggering a firearm explosion, both hands and people are useless, and become a drunk cat who only knows how to drink! The genius who could score more than 8,000 points in the past can't even complete the simplest firearm assembly. Became a waste, poor thing!"

The innocent woman cast a sympathetic look at Lu Dian,

However, he found that the "white-haired gun king" was looking at the crystal brain with drunken eyes while drinking.

He didn't know what he saw, his expression became very dazed and very sad, and there were big balls of tears streaming down his cloudy eyes.

He drank faster and faster, it didn't seem like he was drinking, it was like using ice water to cool down his hot heart.

For some reason, the sad expression hit the soft heart of the innocent woman.

She was very curious and thought to herself: "I don't know what news this former genius saw. It must be a piece of news that made him very sad and extremely sad."

The frivolous man adjusted the psychic bolter, and in front of his shooting position, he activated the subject of "One-minute Obstacle Rapid Fire". When he looked back, he found that his female companion was staring at Lu Dian's trash, and couldn't help it. My heart is on fire.

In an instant, the scene of being ruthlessly defeated by Lu Dian two years ago, completely crushed and trampled, and then completely ignored by him, hit his heart again.

The frivolous man stepped forward, grabbed his female companion, and said with a smile: "White-haired gun king, do you still remember me? Two years ago, I once fought with you, and I lost to you by more than 2,000 points. What a crushing defeat! Hahahaha, but in the past two years, I have not been drinking all day and being extremely decadent, but I have been cultivating crazily, immersing myself in the world of guns and bullets every second! How about it, do you want to compete again? Bai! Send! Gun! God!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot. You, the legend of Jinghong Academy, the majestic white-haired gun king, have been 'sealed' for a long time. Of course, a second-rate guy like me is not qualified to compete with you anymore. , isn’t it? Hahahaha!”

Lu Dian didn't respond, and while belching, he felt sad.

The frivolous man snorted coldly, glanced at him contemptuously, pulled his female partner back, and said with a smile: "Don't pay attention to that kind of trash, come on, baby, I'll teach you how to adjust the posture of holding the gun, I promise you The one-minute obstacle rapid fire, the total score will increase by at least 1000 points, you see, the gun needs this"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly discovered that the psionic blaster in his hand had disappeared!

Before he could react, a sour smell had pierced his nostrils!

Lu Dian, whose hands were shaking and drunk all day long, appeared beside him at some point, holding his psionic bolter in his hand.

However, the muzzle of the gun was still shaking like his hands.

"belch!"

Lu Dian burped.

"Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish!"

Probably because the shooting spirit pattern was accidentally triggered, the psychic bolt gun has almost no pause, using the "strafe" method with no accuracy at all, within just ten seconds, it should be precisely aimed, and within a day The psychic bombs fired in a row within minutes were all blasted out!

The frivolous man was dumbfounded, and was about to scold his mother, but Lu Dian had already thrown the psionic blaster into his arms, took another sip of wine, smacked his lips, and staggered to the outside of the shooting range.

After a while, the results are displayed.

This time, the one-minute rapid-fire obstacle course was completely nonsense, and the final score was 16553 points!

This result is more than double the best result that Lu Dian himself created in the No. 1 shooting range two years ago! It has surpassed many firearms instructors in Jinghong Academy!

Jingnao automatically included this result in the leaderboard and displayed it in the sky above the No. 1 shooting range.

At the same time, the music started to play passionately automatically, telling everyone that a single record has been broken!

In the No. 1 shooting range, there were gasps and exclamations one after another.

"More than 16,000 points! Do you want to be so exaggerated! Which elite instructor came here to play a joke on us!"

"Bilu Dian's record has doubled, it's too powerful!"

"Who, who, who played it!"

The frivolous man was even more stunned. He looked at the psychic bolter in his hand, which was hot to the touch, and found that it had been adjusted to the most powerful firepower, the fastest rate of fire, the most powerful, but the worst accuracy and the strongest recoil." Suppression mode!"

"Suppression, in the suppression mode, can you hit such a terrifying accuracy rate?"

"White-haired gun king! Lu Dian! He!"

The frivolous man's legs went limp, and he almost collapsed on the ground.

His female companion, the innocent woman's eyes lit up, she threw off his embrace, and ran towards Lu Dian, saying like a cannonball: "Brother Lu, hello, I am from the Firearms Department of MSI University, I have heard about it a long time ago." I said your name, I know that you are very powerful, and I also know that you had an accident more than a year ago, your hands were crippled, and you have never recovered! But now it seems that you have not been crippled, are you? Why do you hide your strength? Woolen cloth?"

Lu Dian's hands were still trembling slightly, taking sips of wine, and occasionally he took out a shiny peanut from his dirty pocket and threw it into his mouth. He glanced at the girl and said, "The reason why you entered the panic Hong Academy, I just want to find a place with unlimited bullets and guns, where I can practice guns quietly."

"But since they swept away all the people here, they called me Gunslinger. Every day, many people come to challenge me, and there are all kinds of forces, families, this second generation and that second generation here. I, failed to recruit, and occasionally threatened me, soft-spoken, stalking, really annoying."

The innocent woman said in surprise: "However, the strength will only improve if everyone keeps competing!"

Lu Dian said indifferently: "Tigers compete with tigers to learn from each other. Tigers and house cats biting each other is just a waste of time, and it will actually stagnate their strength."

The innocent woman was stunned for a long time: "So, you pretended to be a useless person, just to avoid harassment? But, it is said that you are drunk all day long, your hands tremble, and you can't even hold a gun. No one has ever seen you practice a gun! "

Lu Dian tapped his temple with trembling fingers, and said: "I am a firearms manager here, and I see so many targets and so many bullets flying around every day, and then, I just think about it in my head. Practice the gun, meditate on my countless clones, stand in front of the shooting lanes, as if I am the one holding the gun, constantly firing, constantly correcting, and constantly fine-tuning."

"In this way, although I'm just lying here drunk, in fact, I'm practicing in front of more than a dozen shooting lanes at the same time, and the efficiency is very high."

The naive woman was dumbfounded, unable to imagine what kind of cultivation method this is, and seeing Lu Dian was about to step out of the gate, she couldn't help shouting: "Lu Dian, everyone calls you the white-haired gun king, but your hair hasn't changed just now. Bai, why?"

Lu Dian said: "It's just for fun, there's no need to be so serious."

The innocent woman was speechless, seeing Lu Dian crookedly disappearing outside the door, she shouted: "Lu Dian, where are you going, do you have time to have a meal together? My name is "

"No."

A voice came from outside the door, interrupting her coldly, "I'm rushing home." (To be continued)