Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âInaccurate?â
His words made everyoneâs heart raced.
Fang Hong rubbed his face that was stiff from astonishment, then walked over and explained, âOur guns are all specially manufactured. Accuracy is not an issue.â
Ye Lingchen shook his head, then carefully inspected the crosshair. After that, he started fidgeting with it.
Everyone was flabbergasted.
From the crosshairs, a speck of rust came off. The rust was very small but sufficient to block off a part of the crosshairâs field of vision and affect the accuracy.
âThis...â Fang Hong was stunned. That attention to detail and observation skill was not normal. Even he would not have discovered it.
Ye Lingchen was finally satisfied and nodded, âNow this is much better. Let me try again.â
Having said that, he reloaded in a practiced manner and aimed.
Bang, bang, bang!
Another ten consecutive gunshots.
Everyone stood perfectly still on the spot, waiting for the score to be displayed on the screen.
[Ye Lingchen. Ten 10-point rings. Total score of 100.]
The crowdâs mouth dried up. They could only feel numbness in their heart. At that moment, they were at a loss on what expressions or words to express their inner feelings.
Wu Yue 1 stared at that impossible score with his whole body shaking. Again with a thump, he knelt on the floor, tears flowing out in torrents.
Countless words merged into a single lamentation, âF*ck, this is f*cking crazy!â
âBrother Ye, did you really learn this from me?â
Lin Ao was dumbfounded as well. He had begun to suspect if his superpower was to educate others.
âThatâs right.â Ye Lingchen nodded honestly.
âWhy do I feel like youâre just toying with me?â Lin Ao looked at Ye Lingchen suspiciously.
Ye Lingchen immediately shook his head, reassuring him, âDefinitely not!â
...
The third training session was to practice Martial Fist.
The Warriorâs Department was no doubt very powerful.
Hence, the Martial Fist that was taught to all martial artists was a collection of specialty from many schools.
Rumor has it that Martial Fist incorporated various moves from ancient Chinese martial arts. It was then studied by over a hundred martial arts experts over a year before concluding its creation.
All in all, Martial Fist was easy to practice and is effective in fights. The move sets may be lacking, but in actual combat, it was the most efficient.
Ye Lingchen had never learned Martial Fist before, therefore he just sat and watched from the side.
âObserving Martial Fist, Martial Fist proficiency +1.â
âObserving Martial Fist, Martial Fist proficiency +1.â
âObserving Martial Fist, Martial Fist proficiency +1.â
...
Very quickly, the moves of Martial Fist were all memorized by him. Ye Lingchen was confident that he could perform better than everyone else.
However, to avoid surprising everyone, he chose to lay low and stood at the side and observed them.
If he hurt the feelings of these people right here, that would be a great sin.
At the other end of the training ground, Fang Hong was in a great mood. His stern face showed a rare smile, and that smile did not fade away.
âLin Ao, you have managed to find a very good seedling for the Warriorâs Department this time!â He finally spoke out after a momentary pause. âI will recommend him into Coiled Dragon!â
Lin Ao shook his head with a bitter smile, âChief Fang, youâre being too optimistic. This guy has no interest in becoming a martial artist.â
âWhat?â Fang Hongâs eyes widened. âNot only can a martial artist protect the country, but there are also special rights they receive that can help protect loved ones. He doesnât want that?â
âI have tried advising him before, but he claims that he is used to the easy life and does not wish to be tied down,â Lin Ao continued, âI too thought he was good martial artist material. That was why I sent him here for you to train during his martial training period.â
âMartial training? Heâs still in school?â It was obvious that Fang Hong did not pay Ye Lingchen much notice previously.
âFirst-year student at Capital University.â
Lin Ao kept silent for a moment, âFurthermore... as I have said before. Heâs good at fighting. Very good at it!â
âHow does he compare to you?â
âI was not his match for even one move!â
Gasp!
Fang Hong gasped a cold breath, his eyes stealthily swept over at Ye Lingchen. He stated firmly, âItâs our countryâs loss if we let this type of person go from the Warriorâs Department! Iâll think of a way to convince him!â
They performed the Martial Fist for a full three rounds before finally stopping.
By then it was already almost noon. After lunch, they had another hour of break time before the weighted hike training in the afternoon.
However, just as everyone stood still awaiting Fag Hongâs dismissal, Ye Lingchen who was just sitting by the side stood up suddenly.
His expression was rather gloomy.
Even when he was mocked, his expression was not as ugly.
Both Fang Hong and Lin Ao frowned, not saying anything. They just stood there quietly observing Ye Lingchen.
âMartial artists had always been the pride of the Chinese people. Itâs the backbone of the entire nation!â Ye Lingchenâs face displayed a sternness that was never seen before. âBefore I visited this place if someone were to ask me whatâs a martial artist? I would say that a martial artist is all-powerful!â
âHowever, just now, I suddenly feel disappointed. Disappointment beyond words!â
Ye Lingchenâs voice was not loud, but it managed to garner the attention of this crowd. All of their burning gazes fell upon him, with many of them scowling.
âDisappointed? Why are you disappointed?â
âRight now, if someone were to ask me what is a martial artist? I would say, TRASH! At least thatâs how you are in my eyes!â
All 15 martial artists there started breathing heavily. Their furious stares locked onto Ye Lingchen, each of their face burning red hot.
Humiliation! Extreme humiliation!
Wu Yue took a step forward, his eyes burning with rage as he stared at Ye Lingchen, shouting furiously, âIâll admit that you are very capable! But that doesnât mean you can humiliate us just like that!â
âHumiliate you? No nono. The one doing the humiliation is you yourselves! You guys donât even deserve my humiliation!â
Rustle!
At that moment, everyone had their fists gripped tightly. Their bodies slanting forward, as though ready to dash forth and fight Ye Lingchen to death.
Lin Ao was about to step in but was pulled back by Fang Hong, âDonât go. Let him speak!â
âWhatâs this? Youâre not convinced?â Ye Linghen smiled. He pointed at them, saying, âWant to beat me? Sure! Iâll give you this chance!â
âJust earlier I watched you perform the Martial Fist, and Iâve learned a thing or two. Iâll fight you guys with Martial Fist!â Ye Lingchenâs tiger-like eyes swept through the entire troop. âYou can choose to go one-on-one, or all at once. Come!â
âYouâre crossing the line!â
Wu Yue immediately rushed out of formation, his gaze glued onto Ye Lingchen, âIâve joined this troop for 11 years! Trained in the Martial Fist for 11 years! You think you can defeat us after watching it just once?!â
âYouâve trained for 11 years yet youâre still this bad at it? No wonder youâre trash!â
Ye Lingchenâs casual tone immediately caused Wu Yueâs eyes to turn red and he immediately rushed forward with a roar!
âHa!â
Striking like the wind!
However, Ye Lingchen only stretched out one hand, catching Wu Yueâs fist and twisted slightly!
Wu Yueâs entire body felt powerless, unable to muster any strength. After that, Ye Lingchen swept with his leg, causing Wu Yue to fall facing the sky...
Footnotes:
Ch 57 Footnote 1
In raw itâs written as Fang Hong, but we believe that was a mistake and the author meant to have Wu Yue here as he was the one competing with Ye Lingchen.