Super Seminary: Time Travel, Start the Twelve-Winged God

"Huh? What do you think...what does this master do?"

Xin Zhao turned his head to look, touched it lightly with his right hand, and asked Cheng Yaowen.

He shook his head slightly.

"I am not sure as well."

"You don't even know?" Liu Chuang said to himself, a little confused.

"This gun doesn't seem to be of any use, right? If this kind of gun goes to the battlefield..."

Suddenly, he hadn't finished speaking.

Luo Tian raised his right hand.

"All the troops obey the order! Design target, Ge Xiaolun, fire in three seconds, refill the ammunition by yourself, and shoot!"

"Yes!"

None of the four hundred soldiers hesitated, and all raised their guns.

1, 2, 3, "Tu tu tu tu..."

400 rounds of bullets exploded from the muzzle of the gun at almost the same time and flew out quickly.

The target is Ge Xiaolun standing in the air.

"Fuck! Fuck me?"

Ge Xiaolun exclaimed and quickly raised his arms to block. Almost all the 400 bullets hit him. There were traces of bullets all over his body.

"what……"

Ge Xiaolun couldn't hold back and screamed. Although these bullets could not cause any substantial damage to him, pain would eventually occur.

Just like the chalk tip thrown by the teacher when I was in school, it will not leave a wound, but it will leave traces and a little bit of pain.

Now so many bullets came suddenly, Ge Xiaolun was frightened.

Under the pain, he didn't react.

"I go!"

Xin Zhao was hit by the rebounded bullet and rubbed his cheek. It did hurt a little. His eyes were hit by bullet fragments, and it felt like sand was in his eyes.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, he dug it out.

"Let me tie you up and do some knitting?"

He was a little angry, but he didn't have time.

In three seconds, 400 bullets came at high speed again. Most of the bullets still landed on Ge Xiaolun's body. Only a few rebounded and hit the other three brothers.

"What the hell, are you doing it again?"

Ge Xiaolun was a little angry. It didn't hurt very much, but it was really uncomfortable, especially those that hit his eyes.

It also hits the teeth and tongue, which is the most annoying.

I was a bit at a loss. I had never encountered such a situation before. I could only choose to hold my head with my hands out of instinct and use my arm braces to block the bullets.

It’s just that the wristband is very smooth and the curvature is just right.

The bullet slipped on it and hit the two brothers next to it, causing them to panic with their hands to resist.

Luo Tian's calm voice finally came.

"Ge Xiaolun, this is your task today, catch the bullet with your hands. Remember, the bullet must be complete. No other force is allowed. You can only catch it with your physical strength. If you can't catch it before noon, I'll do it myself, and if I don't beat him to a pulp, I'll lose."

"Fuck! What the hell?"

Ge Xiaolun heard the sound and looked over in confusion, not understanding it.

But just as he turned around, the bullet came again.

The frequency of 400 rounds in three seconds really overwhelmed him.

The movements of his hands showed panic.

However, after hearing Luo Tian's voice, Zhao Xin quickly hid aside.

A little bit happy.

"In other words, you say it has nothing to do with me?"

The bullets hit him, doesn’t it have nothing to do with me? Can we go to the theater now?

Feeling pretty good.

Looking in the direction of Luo Tian, ​​I found that his expression was very calm and he didn't look angry at all. This made him even more convinced of his thoughts.

Liu Chuang thought the same thing.

But Cheng Yaowen's voice was like a basin of cold water, poured over the two of them.

"Brothers, do you want me to carry it all by myself? I'm not afraid that my master will beat you to death."

After speaking, he glanced.

Without taking any more care, he quickly stepped forward and came to Ge Xiaolun's side. He stretched out his hand to block him. In the process, he opened his five claws and successfully caught many bullets.

But when he stretched out his hand, he found that the strength was indeed difficult to grasp. The bullet in his hand was more or less deformed. He discarded it casually and continued to grab it.

Seeing that Ge Xiaolun still didn't understand, Cheng Yaowen reminded him next to him.

"Brother, stretch out your hands to grab it. You have three seconds to determine the trajectory of the bullet. You can't kill it anyway. If you focus on one bullet and can catch one alone first, it will be considered a success."

At this point, Cheng Yaowen grabbed his hands again. He caught 5 bullets and blocked the rest.

There was still no one intact, and all of them were almost shattered under this powerful impact.

Discard and move on.

In three seconds, Ge Xiaolun reacted and finally opened his hands to grab it.

Unfortunately, his control of power is even worse.

His hands were too strong, and more than a dozen bullets were crushed into a pile of broken metal full of cracks. None of them had a complete shape at all.

"Depend on!"

A bullet hit his eye, and he got angry, feeling a little irritable indeed.

"What's the use of this thing? Damn it, here you go again? Damn it, why do you keep pointing at me? It really hurts."

Ge Xiaolun's words were full of dissatisfaction and doubts, and he found this training to be particularly funny. We also need to control our strength. Isn’t the battle just about cutting down? The more powerful you are, the better, and you still have control, isn’t that effeminate?

Liu Chuang and Zhao Xin ran over at this time. They did not become the target of fire, so they seemed much more relaxed. It was just that many flying bullet fragments would fall on them.

When I reached out to grab it, it hurt a little when the bullet landed on my hand. The most important thing was that it was all broken into pieces.

It's a bit distressing to suffer in vain.

Liu Chuang was speechless and said: "Is this master just playing tricks on us? It seems like he's been playing with us all the time. He made us kill him before and now he makes us catch bullets here. It's really annoying."

"How qualified is your mother to call her annoying?" Ge Xiaolun objected, feeling really angry in his heart. He felt that he was the only one who was most qualified to say so.

In fact, he felt it was revenge.

"Isn't that right? You can't even see clearly, but you still have to hold on firmly. I'm just playing with a gun, okay?" Also brothers.

By the way, I tried to grab it with the palm of my hand, but it was of no use, and it turned into scum when I caught it.

Cheng Yaowen patiently caught it several times and got a bullet that was only slightly deformed but not fragmented. He discarded it, showed a satisfied smile, and said:

"Stop fooling around and arrest him quickly. Do you think the master is joking? If he beats you half-crippled, you will never be whole. He may even beat you to death first and then revive you. "

"This is a test of our control over power. It is very useful. Otherwise, our power will always be too great. What if we strangle the victim to death when we are eager to save people? After all, with our strength, the steel bars are all It can be used as plasticine for kneading.”

"F*ck! Isn't that worse than death?" Xin Zhao showed a hint of fear. Looking at Luo Tian in the distance, his expression was indifferent, as if he was smiling, but he always felt a little creepy.

The smile is the scariest.

His body trembled, he quickly looked away, and quickly became serious.

So did the other two.

He was a little scared and became more serious. The previous training was so miserable and he was almost beaten to death. As long as he comes down to fight in person, isn't it over?

The less you say, the less meat you have.

too frightening.

Thinking of this, the movements of their hands became much gentler, driven by fear. Amidst the hail of bullets that came every three seconds, they wanted to catch a complete bullet to avoid the pain of flesh and blood.

Working hard, his expression became serious.