Chapter 101: natural sniper

The Type 88s recoil really was big. Xiao Zuiji opened fire, and even with support, he was still blasted more than ten meters, and ended up hanging himself on the southeast branch. [1]

However, two points surprised Jun Changxiao. 

One, this boy was very accurate. 

Two, after resting for a while, he actually stood up. 

My cultivation is higher than his, but I was so shaken I need a whole night to recover!

The system explained, [That is because the host shot three times in succession, so the recoil was enormous. He only shot once.]

So its like that.

Jun Changxiao immediately understood. 

No matter what though, Xiao Zuijis marksmanship and powerful physical strength, as long as he got a little stronger, would make him a great sniper.

Zuiji. Jun Changxiao said, This Type 88 rifle is yours now, get the hang of it when you have time.

Yes.

Xiao Zuiji picked up the gun. Although a chill ran down his spine when he remembered the recoil, he could not help but feel a burning passion when he saw the disintegrated stone.

Men loved guns, that was instinct. 

Even men from different worlds were no exception. 

From then on, Xiao Zuiji took four hours everyday to lie on some patch of grass, stone, or tree on the mountainside and aim at some distant place. 

He did not open fire because the sect leader said that there were only six rounds left. 

In order to better adapt to the recoil, Xiao Zuiji also stood on the training field and asked his martial brothers to attack him with a sturdy wooden pillar. 

Junior Brother, are you ready?

Crunch.

Xiao Zuiji stood so his feet were shoulder width apart, baring his upper body. He patted his right shoulder, where the rifle would be placed, and said, Senior brothers, come!

Go!

Su Xiaomo ordered, and ten disciples carried the pillar to ruthlessly slam into Xiao Zuiji like a battering ram. There was a bang and Xiao Zuiji was sent flying. 

The Muscle Molding Room tempered the body according to science, achieving the maximum comprehensive benefit. But this current sort of training was a bit extreme. 

Shua!

Xiao Zuiji crawled to his feet and returned to his original position. He stood in the horse stance and endured the pain, saying, Again!

Bang!

Again!

Bang!

A-Again!

On the stairs of the main hall, watching Xiao Zuiji fall again and again, then stand up again and again, Li Qingyang said, Sect Head, Junior Brother Xiao wants to grow stronger too much.

Jun Changxiao leaned on the stone fence. Li Qingyang, this junior brother of yours, although he took first place in the Sect Martial Arts Competition, proving himself with strength, he still has that once fiancee to exceed.

Li Qingyangs voice got softer as he said, Sect Head, as far as I know, Junior Brother Xiaos fiancee was named Murong Xin, a direct descendant of one of Tianhai Commanderys Four Great Families, the Murong Clan.

Tianhai Commandery?

Jun Changxiao had some impressions of it. Being another commandery, it probably had a large population. 

He asked, Is the Murong Clan very strong?

Li Qingyang was silent for a moment. If you calculate by sect rank, the Tianhai Commanders Murong Clan is not weaker than the Azure Mountain Sect.

Jun Changxiao was surprised. So high?

Li Qingyang said, Murong Xin has a supreme-grade spirit root, she was received by one of the second-grade Lily Saint Sects eleven elders as a direct disciple.

Jun Changxiao did not care about the supreme-grade spirit root. What he cared about was the Lily Saint Sect, this name had some connotations!

He joked, Is there a Gay Sect? [2]

Jilao Sect? Li Qingyang scratched his head. Disciple has not heard of it.

Jun Changxiao returned to the proper topic, saying, A clan comparable to a fifth-grade sect, a disciple of a second-grade sect herself, this Murong Xin is not simple at all.

Except

Jun Changxiao tapped his chin. Since she is so outstanding, how could she be engaged with Zuiji?

Betrothal before they were born, Li Qingyang answered. 

Jun Changxiao said, No wonder.

Looking at Xiao Zuiji, he muttered, This disciple of mine, if he wants to exceed the woman who abandoned him, I fear it will be very difficult.

Only when it is difficult is it a challenge.

Only like this can my disciple prove his strength. 

Murong Family, Murong Xin. 

Just wait, there will be a day when this Lord makes you understand, how stupid your descision to break the engagement was. 

The workers constructed in a frenzy and the disciples also cultivated in a frenzy. 

Like this, seven days passed in a tranquil peace.

The Ironbone Sect welcomed a historical moment: besides Xiao Zuiji and the newly accepted Liu Wanshi and Ye Xingchen, all the other disciples had broken through to Meridian Twelve!

Tian Qi, Li Fei, Zhang Wei and some others had entered Martial Apprentice, increasing the numbers from five to ten. 

Under normal conditions, a ninth-grade sect having three or five Martial Apprentices was already pretty good. The Ironbone Sect had ten, undoubtedly quite flourishing.

Strange.

Jun Changxiao opened the system interface and found that the sects rank was still ninth-grade. He puzzled, Nine disciples have reached Martial Apprentice and the remaining are mostly Meridian Opening Stage Twelve, why has it not gone up?

The system said, [Sect rank promotion is not calculated by the system. The host will need authentication by the relevant department on Falling Star Continent.]

Which department?

[You can ask a disciple.]

Jun Changxiao called for Li Qingyang.

Li Qingyang explained, Sect Head, as far as I know, if you want to raise the sect from ninth to eighth-grade, you must go to the Sect Certification Pavilion for authorization.

Sect Certification Pavilion? Wheres that?

Qingyang City.

Whats the authentication process?

Li Qingyang considered for a moment, then hesitatingly said, Probably bring the disciples who meet the realm requirements over to request an authentication.

So troublesome, I am disinclined.

Jun Changxiao canceled the thought of getting authentication. 

In his opinion, as long as the sect was powerful enough, it didnt matter if they were regarded as ninth-grade. 

At the back of the mountain, Xiao Zuijis whole body was hidden between weeds, revealing just an eye. His whole person lay there motionlessly. 

Shua!

After some time, a large wild boar walked about 600 meters from him. 

Xiao Zuiji lowered his head and pressed his eye to the scope, accurately aiming at the wild boars head, then pulled the trigger.

Bang

The sound of gunfire echoed across the mountain. 

Xiao Zuiji held the gun and was shaken, but he only slid two meters back. 

The boars head accurately exploded and the animal fell with a thud.

Su Xiaomo ran over and hefted it up, calling, Junior Brother Xiao, your marksmanship is very accurate!

Hu!

Xiao Zuiji stood up, one hand holding the gun, another hand rubbing his right shoulder, which tingled with numbness. The corners of his lip pulled into a bright smile. 

These seven days, he had been tempering his body in and out of the Muscle Molding Room. Thus, he was no longer hanging on the southeast branch like the first time. 

Not bad, not bad, clapped Jun Changxiao. 

Xiao Zuiji had been motionless on the ground for four hours. Once the prey appeared, he had rapidly sent a bullet through its head absolutely a natural sniper!

This was the advantage of talent.

Even if they could no longer continue the martial path, they could still have excellent displays in other areas.

Zuiji, Jun Changxiao said. After the sentry posts are constructed, the heavy responsibility of defending the sect will be handed to you.

The reason he had given the Type 88 to Xiao Zuiji and made him a sniper was in hopes that he could protect the sect, so that no one could approach. 

Although there was a Great Sect Protecting Array, it was 1 contribution point per day; activating it all the time was unsustainable!

Yes! Xiao Zuiji said. But he weakled added, Sect Head, there are only five more rounds.

Jun Changxiao tapped his chin. True, theres not many bullets left, time to visit Qingyang City and buy some crystal cores.

Qingyang, notify all the disciples at Martial Apprentice. Tomorrow, you will follow this Lord to Qingyang Citys Sect Certification Pavilion.

Since they had to visit Qingyang City, they would get authentication on the way. 

[1] The phrase literally means hanging oneself on a tree in the southeast direction and is a line from the Han Dynasty poem “Peacock Flying Southeast”. Since by hanging oneself it means as a form of suicide, the phrase is generally used to say that the world is unfair or that life is not worth living 

[2] The characters for the words lily saint can been used to mean lesbian; the characters for gay () are pronounced jilao 

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