Chapter 9: One shot
In the training class, Zhang Lingfeng's goal was not to learn much from Xu Zhiyuan. The only thing he cared about was how to avoid being too serious in this class, thereby violating the rules of lying flat and failing to obtain the lying flat value.
So once the spear was thrown, Zhang Lingfeng was truly released inside and outside his body. He felt relieved, as if he had come out of an extremely dangerous edge.
It was like being reborn, lying on the ground very comfortably, with a smile on his face.
In the previous life of 996, for his family and himself, he always rushed ahead, never letting go of any opportunity, not missing every opportunity, for fear that he would be reprimanded by the leader if he did anything wrong at all.
And this life.
Although the materials here are scarce, the living environment is harsh, alien invasions, alien creatures, high-radiation pollutants, etc., are like reminders, forcing humans to continue to evolve and surpass.
People have to face survival pressure and accept various challenges.
But since receiving the fate of lying down, Zhang Lingfeng found that although his material life was difficult, his body and mind were liberated. He had never been so difficult, and he had never been so relaxed.
These ten minutes.
Zhang Lingfeng fell asleep.
……
Ten minutes later.
Xu Zhiyuan's figure disappeared. He stood in the inner ring city, in the student training room, looking at the gradually fading light curtain around him. He could still vaguely see a figure lying on the ground in the corner of the light curtain, sleeping soundly.
The gun barrel in his hand was dented by his pinch.
In the training room of No. 9 Middle School.
The students looked at each other in disbelief. Looking at Zhang Lingfeng sleeping soundly in the corner, everyone felt disgusted.
"Zhang Lingfeng!"
"Teacher Yang spent a lot of money to invite Teacher Xu here to teach us how to practice marksmanship. What do you mean by lying on the ground? Do you look down on Teacher Xu, or do you not take Teacher Yang seriously?"
Lai Zhijun said angrily.
When he saw Yang Liru's dark face, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Yang Liru.
"Is it over? Can you go back?"
Zhang Lingfeng got up from the ground, rubbed his eyes and said.
Yang Liru clenched her fists and couldn't help but close her eyes.
"Teacher Yang, Zhang Lingfeng is so casual and casual. I think his understanding of marksmanship must have reached a very high level. I would like to ask Zhang Lingfeng for some advice on behalf of the students."
Lai Zhijun requested.
"Okay."
Yang Liru said without thinking.
People like Zhang Lingfeng will not be able to remember long if they are not taught a lesson, not to mention that Zhang Lingfeng's behavior is getting more and more excessive.
"Classmate Zhang, please give me some advice!"
Lai Zhijun was about to throw a long spear at Zhang Lingfeng, and he first danced with his spear skills, and then used the Qinglong Water Chain Spear to greet Zhang Lingfeng.
"Classmate Lai."
Zhang Lingfeng was a little confused at first, but as his combat power increased and he had the ability to breathe all day long, Zhang Lingfeng's combat power increased little by little even while sleeping.
He reacted in an instant, stretched out his hand to catch the spear, and quickly wrapped Lai Zhijun's spear with the same move of Qinglong Water Serial Spear.
Then he picked it gently.
He saw the spear in Lai Zhijun's hand come out and fly to the corner of the class, almost hitting the students.
As if Lai Zhijun was shocked, his classmates looked confused.
Yang Liru couldn't help but hold her breath while waiting to see Zhang Lingfeng cry like a ghost.
With the increase of two hundred kilograms in arm strength at any level, these two hundred kilograms of strength are a mountain that is difficult for Lai Zhijun to overcome.
What's more, his combat power is not as good as Zhang Lingfeng's.
One is 9.2 plus, the other is 9.5 plus.
Coupled with the two's marksmanship, Zhang Lingfeng was also superior. So the two clashed with each other.
Zhang Lingfeng not only used the same move to suppress Lai Zhijun's spear, but also used a casual move to throw Lai Zhijun's spear away under the influence of the two hundred kilograms of force.
His own spear sealed Lai Zhijun's throat.
"Uh..."
No one expected this scene, so the whole place was quiet for a while.
Yang Liru then remembered that when Zhang Lingfeng was practicing his marksmanship just now, his skill level was better than that of Lai Zhijun, but she didn't expect that with just one move, Lai Zhijun's spear flew away and his throat was sealed with one shot.
In this way, Zhang Lingfeng's combat power value is far higher than Lai Zhijun.
Zhang Lingfeng still has two months before he turns eighteen. As long as he corrects his attitude, practices hard, and doesn't miss every minute, it is entirely possible to become an advanced warrior before he turns eighteen.
"Zhang Lingfeng actually won."
"And it only took one shot."
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"Could it be that he is deliberately pretending to be perfunctory about his cultivation and practices secretly behind their backs?"
"That must be the case. I often see this kind of old silver coin in novels."
The students suddenly exploded and couldn't control their whispers.
"Practice secretly?"
Yang Liru was startled and then thought of this.
"Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?"
"Stupid?"
Even if you practice seriously behind the scenes, you shouldn't indulge in school at ordinary times, especially in a class like Xu Zhiyuan's. Being able to practice marksmanship with Xu Zhiyuan is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for students in Outer Ring City.
"Sorry, Classmate Lai, Teacher Yang, I'm leaving first."
Zhang Lingfeng found that the time had passed and ran away quickly.
The so-called lying flat means no involution, no striving, no striving, no anxiety, etc.
Rather than remaining indifferent when faced with provocations and dangers.
Lai Zhijun seemed to be asking Zhang Lingfeng for advice, but in fact he wanted to teach Zhang Lingfeng a lesson and stand out in the class. When Zhang Lingfeng could not avoid it, he naturally tried his best to resolve the battle quickly and avoid falling into a bigger whirlpool.
But he didn't know that this exposed hand turned into an old silver coin.
Lai Zhijun looked at his quickly disappearing figure and couldn't help but pick up the spear and said silently: "Who can't practice secretly? Just wait for me."
Zhang Lingfeng came all the way to the canteen, received a resource subsidy, and sat in the corner to enjoy it slowly.
Eating is a pleasant thing.
According to the destiny requirements, all things that make people feel comfortable should be enjoyed seriously, so eating is a very important thing for Zhang Lingfeng.
Even if the material conditions are very poor.
Even if there is only a bowl of rice, he will carefully feel the stickiness and taste of every grain of rice, and finish the bowl of rice with great piety.
After Zhang Lingfeng finished eating the resource subsidy, several groups of students had already come in and out of the cafeteria.
He was just about to hand the empty plate to the cafeteria aunt.
Found Yang Liru looking at him.
"Teacher Yang."
Zhang Lingfeng felt bad.
"Tomorrow in the breathing method training class, I will teach another method to awaken the Qi sense. If you can awaken a Qi sense within these two months, then you can become an advanced warrior and avoid being cannon fodder on the front line. I hope you can correct your attitude tomorrow and don’t miss this rare opportunity.”
After Yang Liru finished speaking, she walked away.
She knew that no matter what Zhang Lingfeng thought, as long as Zhang Lingfeng still had the desire to survive, he should know how important tomorrow's classroom practice was.
(End of chapter)