Traditional Stand User Technique

As long as it's thrown, it will definitely hit the target location.

No matter how much he struggled, it was useless. At this moment, Li Qing had no control over his body and could only fly further and further away under the influence of the enemy's Stand ability.

Thus, not only did he fail to get close to the front of the pig farm where his companions were, but he was also pulled by that mysterious force and flown hundreds of meters away, flying in the completely opposite direction to the back of the pig farm.

Finally, Li Qing fell heavily to the ground.

After the "delivery" process was completely finished, he finally regained control of his body.

However, this is no longer of much significance.

Because of that throw, Li Qing was thrown directly out of the pigsty area and onto an open space near the wall and sewage outlet.

The ground here is covered only with rows of drainage ditches; there are no low concrete walls or cover to block the enemy's view.

In this situation, he no longer had anything to rely on to fight the enemy.

Li Qing staggered to his feet and tried to sense his surroundings.

His blurry eyes couldn't see any cover nearby to protect him, but his sensitive nose told him that the enemy was getting closer.

"You have nowhere to hide."

Thomas had already loaded the shotgun.

He gripped his shotgun tightly and sped forward, his sharp eyes, hidden behind orange goggles, fixed intently on Li Qing.

"This is a spot I specially chose for you."

"There are no obstacles, so you have to run at least twenty meters to get back to the pigpen area."

Twenty meters doesn't sound like a long distance.

But to run those unobstructed twenty meters, Li Qing had to risk his life, braving the enemy's sure-hit bullets and grenades.

His already depleted health bar no longer allowed him to fight like this.

Having survived two shootings and two explosions, he now has only 30% of his health remaining.

This means that if Li Qing were to endure another round of shooting and explosions, his life would come to an end.

The enemy was clearly aware of this as well.

He looked at the health bar that had reappeared above Li Qing's head, and the little health left on it, and his expression suddenly became somewhat serious.

"So, it's time to end this."

Thomas declared his victory, word by word.

His tone was not relaxed; rather, it was somewhat complicated and heavy.

But regardless of his mood, his finger eventually and slowly pulled the trigger.

As the trigger slowly moved, the subtle yet deadly sound became exceptionally clear in that almost frozen moment.

"What to do?"

"There's absolutely no chance left!"

Li Qing stood frozen in place, her tense body trembling slightly.

He has already seen his future:

In 0.1 seconds, the two No. 12 bullets will release 16 metal pellets, which will travel through the short distance of tens of meters at a speed of nearly 300 m/s and hit his broken body, which only has 30% left.

Once hit, the shotgun's powerful recoil reduction will cause the body to become temporarily paralyzed.

The enemy only needs less than a second to pull the pin on the grenade and throw a high-energy explosive that will explode after a 4-second delay.

Upon careful calculation, Li Qing's life was reduced to only 6 seconds.

To avoid this fate, he would have to run 20 meters in the next second, with only a tiny chance of saving his life by using the low wall of the pigsty as cover.

That's simply impossible.

He's just a 300-pound pig now, how could he possibly have the means to move at such a high speed?

'Am I going to die here?'

Li Qing saw no hope.

He's no different from that boar from before; neither of them can fight back against a bullet that's guaranteed to hit.

The only difference was that the big boar's kneecaps were shattered, and its hooves were almost knocked off. It died a more painful death.

Etc.

Li Qing didn't know why he was imagining his own death using the image of that boar's death.

But the sight of the boar after it was shot unexpectedly reminded him:

"The kneecap, that pig's kneecap was completely pierced by the bullet."

"Now that you mention it, I don't know if it's because of personal habit, or to deliberately suppress my actions, or for some other reason."

"That enemy has been targeting my left foreleg with their abilities!"

At this critical juncture, Li Qing saw through Thomas's modus operandi.

A new piece of intelligence is, in a sense, a way out that has not been discovered before.

"In a sense, this Stand ability is similar to my Sonically Enhanced Wave positioning, which will send objects to the marked location with 100% accuracy."

"But the other side has always been targeting my 'legs,' not me."

"Since that's the case..."

Li Qing used his keen nose to deeply inhale the foul stench permeating the surrounding air.

The complex information contained within these foul smells allowed him to perceive his surroundings more accurately, enabling him to find anything he could use in this critical moment.

Finally, at the very moment the bullet left the barrel, Li Qing came up with a solution:

"Datafication, deactivation!"

Faced with the bullets shooting out amidst the flames and smoke, Li Qing actually deactivated his Digitization Mode, which was his only means of survival.

He was gambling that the enemy's bullet would hit his leg, rather than a more fatal spot.

It was a dangerous gamble, but for Li Qing, who had been driven to the brink, he had nothing left to lose.

And so, the sixteen metal bullets burst forth in flames, tearing through the air, and hurtled toward Li Qing's flesh and blood.

Under the effect of the Stand's "Mission Accomplished" ability, the sixteen arcs they drew spread out rapidly changed and intertwined in the air, eventually converging into one.

These metal projectiles coalesced into an indestructible spear, piercing towards their common target—the point marked by Thomas's mental power.

Finally

They hit Li Qing's left foreleg.

The metal bullet easily tore through the thick collagen covering the leg, and the powerful impact shattered the kneecap.

Blood spurted out, and the joints were shattered and broken.

The left foreleg, having lost its knee joint, could no longer support the body. The pig's hoof below the knee was now only connected by a thin layer of skin and flesh, and it looked as if it would be completely separated from the body with the slightest pull.

Li Qing's heavy body staggered and fell to the ground uncontrollably, a sharp pain shooting straight to his brain.

But instead, he breathed a long sigh of relief:

"Phew, the first step was a winning bet."

"So, his next move should be to throw another grenade immediately."

The betting is still ongoing.

If Thomas hadn't aimed at that leg next, or hadn't chosen to use a grenade but instead loaded and fired, Li Qing's fate would still have been death.

However, it is unknown whether it was due to divine favor.

The gamble went very smoothly, and everything was happening exactly as Li Qing had envisioned:

After firing that shot, Thomas, just like he had shown before, immediately took out a grenade from his waist and threw it at Li Qing without hesitation.

"Now!"

With his still relatively sharp ears, Li Qing heard the crisp sound of the grenade's pull ring being forcefully pulled out.

Lying on the ground, he immediately adjusted his posture with difficulty, using his stiff and sluggish right foreleg to press down on his already injured and broken left foreleg.

Then

With a sudden burst of strength, it pulled hard.

The mangled flesh connecting the pig's trotter and the hock was torn apart.

Li Qing used the traditional skills of Stand User to rip his left foreleg pig's hoof off from the broken part.

This trick was demonstrated to him by Amor himself yesterday morning, around 8 a. m.

Before he could even feel the pain, Li Qing immediately grabbed the blood-stained pig's trotter with his mouth and threw it aside before the grenade could hit him.

"This is the final round of the betting."

Are you aiming for my legs or my body?