Fast and Accurate Within Seven Steps!

Fast and Accurate Within Seven Steps!

Chen Wang lived on the outskirts of the Market, far from the trading district.

He even had to cross a stretch of mountain road to get there.

This showed just how vast the territory under the Red Cloud Sect was. It also showed how ordinary Chen Wang's status was within it.

In the Winter Wasteland World, resources were scarce, but Chen Wang had gold.

The Winter Wasteland World's currency was valuable, so Chen Wang was never short of money. He ate, drank, and lived in the finest conditions, and getting women was easy if he wanted them. Yet in the world of cultivation, he could still only hunker down on the fringes.

As Chen Wang walked along the road, he suddenly sensed a peculiar aura!

He was a Tier 2 special unit, Eagle Eye. Even the original Tier 1 special unit, Marksman, had been extremely sensitive to every rustle and movement in the surroundings.

In his previous life, that would have made him a top-tier sniper. After becoming Tier 2, his physical qualities had greatly improved—strength, speed, explosive power, all of it.

More importantly, his eyes were exceptionally sharp, with vision like an eagle's.

Then he noticed a figure hidden in the grass. "Fuck! Robbing food from a beggar's bowl?"

Chen Wang's expression abruptly turned cold.

Cutting off someone's livelihood was like killing their parents. Times were hard enough as they were. Where there were cultivators like him, diligently working as horse farmers, there were naturally also cultivators who refused to do proper work and sought shortcuts, making a living through robbery.

This man had hidden in the grass, intending to suddenly strike and kill him, which would have given him a high chance of success.

But then he noticed that Chen Wang had suddenly stopped walking.

"No way. From this far away, did he discover me?"

The man was in his thirties, with cold eyes and brows. He held a sharp iron sword in reverse grip.

He lay in the grass like a venomous snake. Seeing Chen Wang stop, the man, who had robbed cultivators for years, immediately became alert!

The calmness on Chen Wang's face flashed away, and he continued forward.

But he kept close watch on the figure in the grass.

Under Eagle Eye's perception, the man's concealment technique could not hide him at all. Yet Chen Wang had no trace of spiritual power fluctuations, as though he truly had not noticed the road-robbing cultivator in the grass.

The man in his thirties let out a breath of relief, adjusted his breathing, and continued concealing his aura. Hidden in the grass, he prepared to give Chen Wang a lightning-fast strike. This place was sparsely populated; no one would notice.

Chen Wang walked over as if nothing was wrong. He understood that his trading at the Market must have drawn someone's attention.

"Constantly avoiding trouble isn't a solution. Since I've been targeted, there'll definitely be more hassle whenever I come to the Market in the future."

Although Chen Wang treated others gently in the cultivation world, his smile always sincere,

the ruthlessness in his bones had been fully revealed in the Winter Wasteland World.

Those seven or eight vicious Thugs who had surrounded and tried to kill the young woman Bai Yao had all died by his hand. He had slaughtered them cleanly in the blink of an eye.

When he reached this narrow path and drew close to the man, he deliberately walked along the other side, keeping some distance between them. The man holding the sharp iron sword in reverse grip did not pay it any mind. Chen Wang's behavior was far too ordinary, and there were no spiritual power fluctuations around him. Clearly, he had not noticed him.

"What use is drawing talismans honestly? In the end, you're just making a wedding dress for me."

The young man smiled coldly. His movement technique was swift, and his swordsmanship extremely fierce. He cultivated a sword art that produced a half-foot-long azure glow along his iron sword, sharp beyond compare. As long as he rushed out and closed the distance, he could kill this harmless-looking young man on the spot!

The moment Chen Wang approached, the young man sprang out, moving with incredible speed.

But Chen Wang reacted even faster. He turned and drew something from his waist, an object with a rather strange appearance.

The young man was still shocked that Chen Wang's movements were so nimble, far faster than his own.

Then, in the next instant, Chen Wang pulled the trigger. A bullet erupted from the muzzle! At this distance, the pistol produced by Qiongqi Mining unleashed terrifying power. Bang! One shot blew the young man's head apart, blood, flesh, bone, and brain matter exploding together!

Chen Wang had long noticed the iron sword in his hand and knew that he was a sword cultivator who practiced a sword art.

"What age is this? Still waving blades around?"

Chen Wang sneered.

Then he swiftly tucked the pistol into the small of his back.

After injecting the Tier 1 Gene Serum of Marksman, he was guaranteed to hit his target at this distance.

Now that he was a Tier 2 special unit, Eagle Eye, both his draw speed and shooting accuracy had greatly improved.

Beyond seven steps, the gun was fast; within seven steps, it was fast and accurate!

Chen Wang crouched and quickly searched the young man's body. Yet all he found was some gold and a few basic healing potions, not even anything worthy of being called medicinal pills.

There were no cultivation manuals or magical artifacts at all.

"Pah, poor bastard!"

Chen Wang cursed. With one hand, he lifted the young man's body. He could lift an adult man weighing over a hundred and fifty pounds one-handed, displaying immense strength. He casually tossed the body beside the road, formed a hand seal, and launched a Fireball Technique at it, rapidly blasting the man's corpse to pieces!

The young man's iron sword was merely a relatively sharp weapon.

The Fireball Technique melted gold and iron alike. Even the iron sword melted halfway through, destroying the corpse and erasing all traces.

The entire sequence flowed like drifting clouds and running water.

Chen Wang quickly left.

The Desert Eagle produced by Qiongqi Mining was good, but it was rather loud.

However, cultivators' spells often roared like wind and thunder, creating a far greater commotion than Chen Wang did. It was nothing unusual.

In truth, the young man who had ambushed Chen Wang today frequently fought others and possessed exceptionally sharp combat instincts. He was also a Qi Refining Stage 4 cultivator, one minor realm above Chen Wang in strength.

In a true one-on-one fight, Chen Wang would absolutely have been no match for him.

But that was the old Chen Wang. Now, his physical qualities were exceptionally strong. Combined with the Fireball Technique, Wind Blade Technique, and other spells he had mastered, he might not have been inferior to this man. With the firearm in his hand added to the mix, he had caught him completely off guard and achieved today's result—a single shot to the head!

When Chen Wang returned to his residence, he happened to encounter a tall, mature woman.

She wore plain clothes and had an oval face. She was Feng Lin, the wife of the deceased Xu Yuan.

When Feng Lin saw Chen Wang, she gave him a radiant smile. "Long time no see."

Chen Wang smiled gently. "You're back, Sister? How did the exploration in the tomb go?"

Feng Lin smiled. "I gained a little, but I didn't go too deep. I only found a few things around the outskirts."

Chen Wang nodded. "Sister is blessed with deep fortune. Naturally, you'll turn danger into safety."

Feng Lin smiled sweetly. "How come I never noticed that your tongue was so sweet before? If I'd known, I wouldn't have stayed with that dead bastard. Being with you would have been much happier, wouldn't it?"

Chen Wang smiled. Facing this young widow, this pretty little widow, he could not quite make out what she meant for the moment.