Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant
Chapter 185 - 142 Hand Cannon and Martial Arts Ninth Dan_2

Chapter 185: Chapter 142 Hand Cannon and Martial Arts Ninth Dan_2

The entire shooting range was shaking.

After the gunfire stopped, the alloy target had been completely penetrated.

Min Chongwu looked at the big hole in the target, couldn’t help but shrink his neck, and chuckled, "Anyone targeted by your gun is truly out of luck."

The defense power of the Halo Fighter is strong, but it couldn’t withstand several blows from an Iron Hammer.

Ling Yufei also shook her head, thinking it was outrageous.

Zhou Yishang had recruited such a monster into the Sword Bureau, and now the other Chi Xiao Knights were feeling tremendous pressure.

"I’ll choose this Iron Hammer, please help me register and report it," Yufei said, no longer testing as he was very satisfied with the Gauss Pistol.

"It’s a small matter," Ling Yufei replied, "you can take it now."

"Good."

Ling Yufei brought over a special gun holster.

Ji Xinghuo strapped it to his waist, the Iron Hammer slid into the holster, and the strap was equipped with a row of high explosive bombs, looking like a belt of bullets, very conspicuous as his own coat couldn’t cover it.

Min Chongwu laughed, "You could wear those longer trench coats in the future, that way it won’t be so conspicuous."

"Makes sense."

Ji Xinghuo nodded, it was winter now, and wearing a trench coat was quite normal. However, it would be a bit strange in the summer; by then he could only hide it in the Dimension Stomach. The next day, he switched to a gray trench coat, a more casual style, perfectly concealing the holster.

Over the next few days, Ji Xinghuo attended classes at the Sword Bureau base every morning.

Ling Yufei and Min Chongwu took turns teaching him.

Ling Yufei imparted firearms knowledge and Min Chongwu trained him in special agent skills which would take ordinary people one to two years to master.

However, a Mutant didn’t need that much time; Ji Xinghuo grasped it even quicker.

A week later, they had nothing left to teach him.

What remained was practical combat.

The Sword Bureau had developed a Virtual World specifically to test the agents’ abilities. Although in the information-constructed world Ji Xinghuo couldn’t use the Wanxiang Star Pupil, his Microscopic Perception was still present, and he easily scored full marks in the tests.

After more than ten consecutive real battle simulations, Ji Xinghuo completed the missions smoothly.

Ling Yufei directly reported to Zhou Yishang, she had nothing left to teach; Ji Xinghuo was already a qualified Swordsman.

"Just qualified?" Zhou Yishang asked.

"Of course not."

Ling Yufei stood across the desk, hesitating slightly.

Zhou Yishang looked at her, "Feel free to speak."

"Yes, Director Zhou." Ling Yufei’s expression was complex as she slowly spoke, "From my observation, Xinghuo hasn’t brought out his full strength at all. His talent is too strong—Archery Skill, Martial Arts, Perception, Ability, combat will, learning ability—all much higher than anyone I’ve ever taught. The so-called Swordsman training was like a game to him."

"Isn’t that very good?" Zhou Yishang started to smile, "Our Sword Bureau has gained the sharpest sword."

Ling Yufei said softly, "But it’s too sharp, and might hurt itself."

Zhou Yishang’s smile faded.

After a long while, he finally spoke, "Of course I know, I’m not qualified to be this sword holder, and neither is anyone in the Sword Bureau, including the Director."

"But that’s not something you or I should worry about."

"The Sword Bureau is just a stepping-stone for Ji Xinghuo. Our job is to be a good stepping-stone, let him grow, hone this precious sword, and in the future, someone will naturally wield this sharpest sword, invincible, contributing to the nation."

Zhou Yishang’s words made Ling Yufei’s heart skip a beat.

"Just treat him as a regular colleague, don’t overthink it," Zhou Yishang instructed again.

"Yes, Director Zhou."

At home, from today onward, Ji Xinghuo no longer reported to the Sword Bureau daily, instead, he went to the training room, using the mornings for cultivation.

He cultivated until the evening, ate dinner outside, and then returned home.

In the evening, he would enter the Virtual Platform’s Martial Arts World and rank up.

Ji Xinghuo stared at his opponent across the stage. Through the light screen, he could see the seriousness and some confusion on his opponent’s face.

The two had already fought one round.

Ji Xinghuo won easily.

This was a normal occurrence for him but hard to comprehend for his opponent, a Ninth Dan Martial Artist, somewhat known in reality, a Super Mutant, who logged on every few days to rank against peers at the same level.

The result, he was stunned in the previous match, defeated in less than twenty seconds.

He immediately issued a challenge for the second round.

During the countdown, he recalled the process of the previous battle while observing Ji Xinghuo, realizing he had no recollection of this person. Opening Ji Xinghuo’s profile, it was in anonymous mode; nickname, rank, and win rate were all hidden.

Moreover, the avatar and clothing were default.

He guessed this was probably a secondary account of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

This was a common occurrence, and a few Martial Arts Grandmasters’ secondary accounts had even been identified by others; today, he had encountered one as well.

The countdown ended, the light screen disappeared.

"Senior..."

The opponent adopted a defensive stance, speaking, but Ji Xinghuo didn’t want to respond and charged forward with the War Blade, interrupting him.

Clang!

The opponent’s weapon was a metal Long Stick, which blocked the blade.

But this was just the beginning.

Ji Xinghuo’s blade carried a Shock Force, the massive strength transferred through the Long Stick, making the opponent’s hands go numb, weakening his arms. He slashed several times, the blade clashing continuously with the Long Stick, the clangs resembling the sound of iron being forged, with sparks flying everywhere.