Chapter 153: True Gold Fears No Fire
Chapter 153: True Gold Fears No Fire
Jiang Cheng stared at his phone screen.
On it, a Fourth Rank Primordial Energy Warrior named Feng Lai had purchased a session of his course.
The expected time was now, tomorrow at 9 AM, and 2 PM.
"Double happiness is upon me!"
Jiang Cheng stretched his body.
Since he had just opened his first acupoint, it was a good time to get some exercise.
Besides, who would refuse money delivered right to their door?
...
At the shooting range, a large crowd surrounded a burly man with broad shoulders and a thick waist.
"No way, Big Bro Feng Lai, you actually bought his course?"
"Yeah, two thousand yuan per hour. With that money, wouldn't it be better to go buy a session with that Seventh-Level expert?"
"Let me guess, Big Bro Feng Lai, you're doing this on purpose, right?"
"Exactly."
Feng Lai let out a cold laugh and said, "I, Feng Lai, usually despise arrogant and conceited people. Two thousand yuan per hour? Fine, I'll pay it, but I want to see if this kid's lesson is worth two thousand yuan."
Just then, his phone emitted a notification sound.
"That kid accepted, and he's on his way here."
Feng Lai took a look, and his smile widened.
"I'll be damned, so there's going to be a show soon?"
"Quick, quick, call everyone over!"
The news spread like wildfire, and in a matter of minutes, not only the people at the shooting range but also those from other places had gathered.
"Damn, I've had my eye on that kid for a while! Two thousand yuan per hour, and he dares to charge that much?"
"Exactly, let's see if he's as good as he claims. If not, hmph, he'll get a lesson."
"He's still new, so don't be too harsh on him," someone said with reluctance.
"Here he comes."
The crowd looked towards the distance, and indeed, a figure was walking towards them calmly and steadily.
"Is that him?"
"Yes, it's him, the new guy, Sea of Stars."
"It's him, alright. He looks like a pretty boy."
The crowd whispered among themselves.
On the other side, Jiang Cheng had long noticed the large group at the entrance of the shooting range, and a playful smile appeared on his face.
He quickly realized what was going on.
It seemed that Feng Lai, who had placed the order, might not be seeking his guidance in marksmanship, or perhaps, it wasn't just for that purpose.
If his marksmanship was mediocre and he didn't have real skills to teach, his reputation would be tarnished. He would become an outcast at headquarters, and everyone would want to take him down.
However, true gold fears no fire.
He would use this opportunity to prove his strength.
As the two sides drew closer, someone in the crowd muttered, "This kid seems a bit extraordinary. Is he really the new guy?"
To see him walking towards them with such a large crowd and not flinching—could a newcomer do that?
"Maybe it's not him?"
"It's him, I saw him yesterday."
As they discussed, Jiang Cheng walked up to the crowd, scanned them, and called out, "Which one of you is Feng Lai?"
"That's me."
A burly man, standing at one meter and eighty centimeters tall, stepped out from the crowd.
He sized up Jiang Cheng from head to toe and then opened his mouth, "You're Sea of Stars?"
"Yes, it's me."
Jiang Cheng nodded.
"You bought a session of my course. Let's go."
"Wait a moment."
Feng Lai extended his right hand, "I did buy a session, but before you teach me, shouldn't you prove your skills first?"
"Exactly! We can't just let anyone charge two thousand yuan per hour, can we?"
"Kid, do you dare to accept the challenge? If not, you better leave now."
The onlookers all wore expressions of eager anticipation.
"How do you want me to prove myself?"
Jiang Cheng looked at him calmly.
"I heard that you used a handgun to take out a sniper from a hundred meters away. I don't believe it. How about this: you complete the 100-meter rifle three-position shooting, and I don't require you to hit all ten rings. As long as your score surpasses most of us here, I'll acknowledge that you have the qualifications to teach me. What do you say?"
The crowd around nodded in agreement.
The 100-meter rifle three-position shooting was considered one of the most challenging shooting exercises.
Firstly, the shooting distance for the three positions was 100 meters, which required the shooter to have not only high accuracy but also consider factors like bullet drop, increasing the difficulty.
Secondly, the target paper's diameter was 16 centimeters, roughly the size of a horizontally placed phone, while the 10-ring diameter was only 1 centimeter, the size of a thumb nail. Even when looking through the sights, the black dot on the target paper was no bigger than a soybean, indicating that the shooter needed to aim at an extremely small target, making it incredibly challenging.
Lastly, and most difficult, as a three-position event, the shooter had to shoot in three different positions: standing, kneeling, and prone. This not only tested the shooter's stability and balance but also required them to maintain accuracy and stability in various positions.
"I accept."
Jiang Cheng agreed without hesitation.
This swift and confident response caused a ripple of doubt in the hearts of those present, including Feng Lai.
Could this kid really be that good?
A few minutes later, Jiang Cheng stood a hundred meters away, rifle in hand, aiming at the bullseye.
Behind him, a large crowd had gathered.
A gunshot rang out.
The bullet flew out instantly, hitting the bullseye the next moment.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The gunshots continued.
Each bullet found its mark in the bullseye, even hitting the same spot.
Feng Lai and the others were stunned.
What?
What kind of marksmanship was this?
In just over ten seconds, Jiang Cheng had emptied the magazine.
He tossed the empty magazine aside, loaded another one, and then knelt on one knee, pulling the trigger.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The gunshots rang out again.
One after another, they hit the bullseye.
The bullet holes were slightly to the right and above the previous ones.
After emptying the magazine, Jiang Cheng lay down and pulled the trigger again.
This time, the bullet hole appeared on the left and above the previous ones.
Every subsequent shot hit the same spot.
The crowd behind him was deeply shaken, as if frozen in place, each person standing motionless in awe.
Were they dreaming?
Could there be such marksmanship?
How did he do it?
Jiang Cheng stood up, brushed the dirt off his clothes, and turned to Feng Lai, who was staring at him in disbelief, and asked, "Now, do I have the qualifications to teach you marksmanship?"
Feng Lai's gaze shifted from the target to Jiang Cheng.
Then, he nodded vigorously.
"Yes, yes, yes! Master, teach me!"
His entire body trembled with excitement.
Imagine if he had such marksmanship; hunting beasts in the wild would be a piece of cake. Even facing enemies would be no problem.
"Master, please teach me too! I have money!"
"You have money? Do we not have money?"
"That's right! I knew the master was extraordinary. Setting such a high price, he must have real skills, and now it's proven!"
"Nonsense! That's not what you said before!"
(End of Chapter)
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