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"Nice shooting, brother."
On the arena stage, Dilu Modar, with Li Si's gun pressed to his temple, changed expression. But he quickly composed himself and said with a bitter smile, "I concede."
He had already been pushed to his limit after repeatedly unleashing telekinesis. Besides, with the gun pressed against his head, there was no time to block—and no way to block it.
"Thanks for letting me win."
Seeing this, Li Si merely nodded and lowered his gun.
There was no point in killing Dilu Modar now. If Dilu Modar died, the next thing might very well be a three-way brawl.
After holstering his guns and stepping down from the arena, Li Si returned the two Hunter T30s, whose live ammunition was nearly depleted, to Sen Angus.
"Jack, was that really Gun Kata just now?"
After taking the Hunter T30s, Sen Angus smoothly opened their chambers and replaced the magazines, then handed the guns back to him. At the same time, he asked with an awestruck expression.
It was not just him. The other Angus Hounds who had gathered around them amid cheers all looked at Li Si with blazing eyes. Yu Le in particular was breathing rapidly, his body trembling faintly.
"Gun Kata is just a name. You can think of it as a more advanced shooting technique."
Li Si nodded, but did not take the Hunter T30s Sen Angus offered him. He glanced at Cyril Cross, who had already risen, then waved his hand. "No need. The next round is close combat. I won't need those, and I'm not used to using them anyway."
"...Not used to them? And you can pull off Gun Kata that smoothly?"
"As expected of Lord Jack. Even showing off, he does it with such fresh elegance."
"Simping gets you nowhere."
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