The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

No matter what others think, 1 minute is up.

An electronic beep sounded, and through the screen, everyone saw the silver balls moving in unison.

The straight-line distance between two points is the shortest, so it must be the best policy to follow the principle of proximity and send the ball straight to the gun barrel.And it's best to move in groups, one by one in order, so that they can be fast and not collide.

However, everyone understands the truth, but very few people can do it.

He Lang seems to be the one who can create such a "miracle".

All the silver balls seemed to have their own consciousness, and moved in a firm direction, heading straight for the nearest black hole.At the beginning, the overall speed of the ball is relatively slow, and then it gets faster and faster, and the speed closest to the hole is the fastest.Accompanied by a slight thump, thud, silver balls fell into the hole one after another.The number in the upper right corner of the live broadcast screen was beating, and the range was getting smaller and smaller.

In less than 3 minutes, all the balls entered the barrel, and the numbers representing the moving distance were completely fixed.

This number seems large at first glance, but after all, it is the accumulation of the moving distance of thousands of balls. On average, the moving distance of each ball is actually very small.Everyone who witnessed He Lang's precise delivery couldn't help guessing that this guy didn't come to test at all, but Song Lin came here to demonstrate as a standard answer, right?

Then whoever takes the twelfth grade in the future will use He Lang's score as the benchmark, and deduct one point for a little more?

He Lang didn't think too far, he just stood in the middle of the empty field and asked, "And then?"

"Originally, the control part of the level [-] test is over." Song Lin's voice continued to be heard from the radio, echoing in the room, "But there is still a pressure test beyond level [-], do you want to Do you want to try?"

He Lang snorted softly after hearing the words: "You've already said that, can I still say no?"

These two people talked about the difficult and terrifying test as if they were playing, and the audience who witnessed everything became numb, and even thought: let the storm come more violently!

As if responding to their expectations, Song Lin said on the radio: "Then, open your 'wind shield'."

He Lang: "Huh?"

"The countdown to the hitting test begins." Song Lin's faint voice echoed above the indoor arena, "Five, four..."

"What, what?" The audience had no idea what was going to happen next, and stared at the screen in bewilderment, "What is this for?"

Someone pointed at some of the monitoring screens and said in surprise: "The gun barrel has moved down a bit! Why do I feel like I'm aiming at He..."

Boom boom boom! ! !

The four barrels suddenly "fired" at He Lang!

Countless silver balls shot towards the man, and the silver light streaked across the air!It might be inaccurate to say "bombardment", it was more like four large machine guns aiming at He Lang and firing bullets continuously.Although it was just a metal ball without gunpowder, as long as you listen to the sound, you can understand that it is a terrible weapon that can kill people!

However, none of them hit He Lang.

The powerful airflow swirls around He Lang, forming a strong protective circle.He Lang was like a person standing in the eye of a typhoon, taking it calmly, even his clothes were not visibly blown.

The wind formed a transparent and hard cover, which blocked the flying fire meteor-like silver bullets outside, and even directly bounced and flung them away with the force of the wind.Some silver balls were "bumped" and changed their trajectory straight away. When they hit the wall, they made a loud "Boom!!", and the entire ball was buried deeply into the wall!

The power of these silver balls can be seen from this.

This four-week attack of high-intensity fierce firepower lasted for more than 1 minute.When the shooting finally stopped, silver balls were everywhere in the stadium, some rolled to the ground, some were embedded in the walls, and some even hit the ceiling.However, He Lang, who was the target of the attack, stood there with a contented expression, unscathed.

cluck.

A small silver ball fell out of the hole that crashed into the ceiling, and landed right near He Lang.When the ball fell about 1.5 meters from the ground, the man made a light move with his hand, and the ball immediately violated the principle of free fall and flew towards the man.

The man caught it and looked at the ceiling.

The height of the ceiling of the venue is only about ten meters. It is estimated that it takes a little more than a second for the ball to hit the ground after it falls.He Lang was able to notice the movement of the ball falling off in such a short period of time, and immediately locked, caught, and retrieved it. This seemingly simple process also demonstrated his proficient use of "supernatural powers".

He tossed the silver ball in his hand one after another: "I thought these were the ones I just put in?"

"Huh, isn't it?" The audience realized that what they subconsciously thought was wrong after hearing the words, but they quickly agreed with He Lang's point of view, "Oh yes, these small balls seem to be all the same size, it must not be the same size as before. The ones used for testing."

"The launch will produce strong vibration and high temperature, but there are sensitive sensors in those small balls before, do I need to explain too much?" Song Lin replied on the radio, "After the collection is completed, a new 'magazine' is specially connected That's all."

In other words, these silver balls are specially used as "bullets".It's just visually similar to the previous ones, so it's easy to cause illusions.

"Oh, yes, I asked a stupid question." He Lang said, "Then are there any other items to continue testing?"

"Collect all these small balls, including those embedded in the walls, ceilings and floors."

"Collecting again? Isn't this a repeated test?" He Lang chuckled, "Have you ever heard of some rules, such as the teacher who sets the questions must be able to do the set of test papers himself, and the person who sets the checkpoints must first Clear the customs again?"

"You want me to recycle?"

"Why not?"

"It's also possible." The young man's voice said lightly, "But there is a requirement, you must also be in the venue."

"...Forget it then, I don't want to be punched through." He Lang raised his hands to show his surrender, "I'll clean it up. Just send it back to the barrel, right?"

"Ah."

They joked calmly in the live broadcast, but they didn't care how much these words would shock the onlookers.

"What does He Lang mean by this? Can Song Lin create a shooting power stronger than that of a cannon barrel?" The power users who were far away from Qinghe base were stunned. It's like an iron wall, and it can't be shaken by shelling. But Song Lin's wind ability can easily penetrate it?!"

A person next to him said: "I heard that He Lang once used the wind power to resist the core force of the explosion at the explosion site. It seems that this news is not groundless. If even the explosion can be resisted, this level of hit shooting, resistance It’s really easy to get up.”

"Is this the point?!" Humanity said, "Isn't the point, is He Lang really 'invulnerable' now? It's still a 'gun' of hot weapons! And Song Lin, his attack power has surpassed that of small The level of guns. If these two men go to war, what can defeat them?"

The teammate next to him raised his eyebrows: "What are you afraid of? They are comrades-in-arms, not enemies."

"But we are in the northwest, so far away from the Qinghe base, no matter how strong they are, the distant water cannot save the nearby fire..."

"That's right. But their abilities are really strong. This ability has already surpassed the scope of so-called individual combat..."

***

"The ability is like a chicken rib."

In the darkness, a hoarse voice commented like this.

He stood up and walked away from the small, blue screen.In the darkness, I couldn't see his appearance clearly.From the blurred back and the sound of heavy footsteps, one could tell that he was extremely tall and strong.

He pushed open the door and walked into the stuffy, equally dim corridor.A torch was installed after a long distance, and the flame was extremely weak. It was hard to say whether it played a role in lighting.

Heavy footsteps walked forward step by step, and there seemed to be the sound of liquid dripping on the ground, but it was difficult to distinguish what it was.

After passing through a passage that was hard for ordinary people to tell the direction of and had many forks, he finally came to the place where the electricity was connected.Or rather, the door to a senior, solitary confinement room.

There were two guards sitting at the entrance. When they saw the person coming, they immediately stood up, bowed respectfully and with obvious fear: "The devil."

"Hmm." The hoarse voice replied, "Is there any progress?"

The guard still bent over and replied respectfully: "Not yet."

"Open the door."

"Yes."

The two guards cooperated to open the door, and the doors of the rooms flowed to both sides, up and down, and even opened after turning 180 degrees like flowing water.These doors are explosion-proof, sound-proof, extremely difficult to open, and even engraved with formations.With such strict precautionary measures, it can be seen that the detainees are not ordinary people.

The moment the last door opened, a white figure rushed out.

An ugly, deformed, but very powerful arm directly grabbed the opponent's neck.

Then lift it up and bring it back into the room.

"Ugh...!" The pinched petite figure struggled desperately, but couldn't escape the shackles of that iron palm.Like a white butterfly that has been dying, its fragile white wings trembled weakly in the cold wind.

"Lin Yiyi."

The hoarse voice sneered: "Why haven't you learned how to use your talent yet? How can you be so stupid?!"

"Uh...!" Lin Yiyi, who was strangled by the neck and held up in the air, shook the opponent's hand vigorously, like a mayfly shaking a tree.Her expression was pained and angry.She stared at the man who had strangled her, eyes burning with rage.

"You want to infect me? Stop dreaming. It was impossible in the past, and it is even more impossible now." The hoarse voice said coldly, "Your methods are useless to me. The only reason you are still alive is as a Worth of rubbish, master your talent as soon as possible."

He let go of his hand, allowing Lin Yiyi to fall directly to the ground.

"If you learn to use fungi to decompose your body as soon as possible and get into the gaps, maybe you can escape." The hoarse voice laughed, as ugly as fingernails hanging on a blackboard.

"If you never learn, you can stay here until you die!"