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Chapter 49 Algorithms, flying around
The fifth round, ten swords and fourteen targets;
The sixth round, ten swords and twelve targets;
The seventh round, ten swords and thirteen targets...

As the fixed targets in the front row were smashed one after another, it became more difficult to use one sword and two targets.

But fortunately, the number of times accumulated in the front is enough. Around the time of the ninth round, I finally collected enough double targets for 20 times.

Next, you just need to not miss every sword.

For ordinary people, the later the algorithm test is, the lower the corresponding calculation accuracy may be.Because as the targets on the field become more and more sparse, people's psychological pressure is also increasing.

But Cheng Jinyang will not have this problem, because his ability to withstand pressure is very abnormal... If a person has died nearly [-] times due to various mistakes in the past three years, then he will probably only have two types Possibly, one is a complete mental breakdown, and the other is a battle monster transformed into a steel mind.

In the tenth round, ten swords and ten targets, accurate hits.

No. 11 rounds, still ten swords and ten targets, none missed!

The stand, which was still a bit boiling, became silent at this time, and everyone was waiting to see if this poor boy could really reproduce the amazing result of Cheng Zhijie's single-handed victory over the Wind, Thunder, Fish, Dragon and Sword Formation.

Even the people of the Cheng clan, who had not changed their faces, couldn't help but hold their breath and stared at the situation below without blinking.

"It's amazing, it's really amazing." Cheng Yizhou was full of praise, "Even if the last five random targets were all released, the result of 100 swords and 115 targets would be amazing."

Cheng Qingxin looked down silently, and suddenly said:
"Activate alternate targets."

"Ah?" Cheng Yizhou was speechless.

"Raise those 10 spare targets." Cheng Qingxin repeated again.

Ah, this... Cheng Yizhou was still hesitating, but his father had already stared majestically, so he had to reluctantly send a command message to the console, and suddenly thought about it again, did his father find out that Cheng Jinyang had something to do with him? Keep his hands and try to force him to use all his strength?

Thinking about it like this, I suddenly had a little hope.

On the field, Cheng Jinyang manipulated the five flying swords again without changing his expression, and broke the five remaining fixed targets in the front row with extremely precise and sharp trajectories.

So there are only five flying swords left at hand, and there are only five random moving targets in the last row in front.They flickered left and right, up and down. Although the speed was not very fast, they were also nearly 500 meters away from Cheng Jinyang.

At 500 meters, it takes a full 10 seconds to fly, which is enough for the moving target to completely leave its original position.In addition, the motion trajectory has no rules at all, and it is impossible to calculate the advance, so what should be done?

"How did the Chengzhi Festival in the past break through the last five targets?" Xing Yuanzhi asked the clan old man.

"It wasn't long before Cheng Zhijie developed the ability, and the algorithm only had a single function, and it was impossible to hit a target with no rules." Xing Shuming said in a low voice, "In the previous link, he used a lot of one sword and two targets to save money. The number of flying swords, the follow-up is to use multiple flying swords to lock the possible moving route of no moving target, so it is not strictly a hundred shots."

"So that's the case." Xing Yuanzhi nodded, thinking to himself that there are only five flying swords left in Jinyang, and there are still five moving targets on the opposite side. Wouldn't it be just luck?
Such thoughts rose to my mind, and suddenly I heard exclamations around me.

In front of the five irregular targets on the shooting range, ten fixed targets were raised.

"Five swords against fifteen targets, do you want him to break three with one?" Cui Jinqi said with a smile on the Wang's stand, "It seems that the Cheng family of God Capital really intends to push him out as a rookie of the family. ?"

"Maybe." Wang Wanrou drank tea calmly.

"I'll tell you." Wang Xinzhi sighed, "Don't you have a good relationship? Can you stop talking so bewilderingly, I'm tired of listening to the side."

"Wanrou." Cui Jinqi said with a smile, "Are your brother and you brothers and sisters?"

"Yes." Wang Wanrou also responded with a smile, "Can't you tell?"

I understand this, I think I'm not as smart as my sister!Wang Xinzhi's face darkened and he ignored her.

On the testing site, Cheng Jinyang frowned at the fifteen targets in front of him, thinking slightly.

I have hit the last five targets, and you suddenly raised ten targets for me, are you amusing me?

Whether it is bearable or unbearable, it seems that I can only come up with my last trick!
He suddenly opened his right hand, and the last five flying swords in the box rushed out and flew towards the shooting range in the distance.

"Wrong!" Cheng Yizhou's eyes narrowed and he cried out in the Cheng's stand.

Feijian has not yet crossed the half court, and the five irregular targets have already left their original positions, as if it is impossible to hit.

The ninth-grade ability user of universal gravitation can manipulate the surrounding mass source at a distance of at most 2 meters, so once these flying swords are shot 2 meters away, the ability user can no longer adjust the algorithm on the sword.

The last five flying swords could only break five fixed targets at most, but they still couldn't get full marks.

Although he knew that such a result was reasonable, Cheng Yizhou was still a little disappointed and regretful, and suddenly heard a vague sigh beside him.

Father, are you sighing?

Then, the expression on Cheng Yizhou's face instantly froze.

The five flying swords shot at the shooting range slowed down while breaking the five fixed targets, and then flew back in the direction of Cheng Jinyang in a reverse acceleration motion arc.

That's... [Flying to Come] Algorithm!
Unbelievable thoughts crossed his mind.

Compared with the most basic [Yu Tie She] algorithm, the [Flying Lai] algorithm only uses one more time function, but its complexity is much higher than the latter.

Even if it is placed in the Cheng family, the capital of God, for the children of the Cheng family who are developing in the brain, this algorithm cannot be practiced until they officially enter the eighth rank.

The reason is very simple. Yu Tieshe smashes the mass source at the opponent, but when he flies, he smashes the mass source at the opponent, and then flies in the opposite direction for recovery... In essence, he smashes himself.

If you hit the opponent, you will accidentally make a miscalculation, and you just miss the shot; if you hit yourself, if you miscalculate, you may have to pay an arm or a leg.After all, the mass source manipulated by gravitation is basically not a safe thing.

So who taught him such a dangerous algorithm? !He actually dared to use it without going through the development of the brain domain! ! !
Under the shock of extreme confusion and shock, Cheng Yizhou saw the five flying swords fly back upside down again, passing quickly from Cheng Jinyang's left and right sides, then slowed down and changed direction again, and shot at the shooting range in front of him again.

None of the flying swords pierced or cut his body, all the flying swords "passed by" just right, and at the same time were re-applied with a new algorithm, slowing down and accelerating again, towards the shooting range ahead Shoot away again.

And he stood there calmly and calmly, with a calm expression, no nervousness and solemnity, facing the sharp flying swords that shot at him one after another, without even blinking his eyes.

In the Xing's stand, Xing Yuanzhi had a rare gaffe, and stood up incredulously.

The five flying swords that kept going back and forth between Cheng Jinyang and the shooting range reminded her of the pictures she watched all night in a nightmare last night:
A cannonball of a car that kept swinging back and forth in the alley.

(End of this chapter)