Chapter 48: A Brief Fight
At that moment, Demon Yan detected a familiar powerful killing intent, because he was a veteran who had once faced multiple life and death situations.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
The sounds of gunfire from a submachine gun beat down on everyoneâs eardrums like a violent rainstorm.
But this storm left as quickly as it arrived. When the students looked over in a dumbfounded manner, the sounds of gunshots had already disappeared.
Meng Chao removed the cartridge with familiar ease and opened the magazine. He let the dumbfounded invigilator take a look at it.
His results did not appear on the screen even after a long time had passed, but he was completely fine with it. He just exercised his fingers, turned around, and left.
âMeng Chao, how was it?â
His classmates surrounded him anxiously.
âIt was pretty good,â Meng Chao said after some thought. âIt was within my limits. Iâd say I did perfectly.â
His classmates were speechless.
âIf youâre nervous, then say youâre nervous! If you had a mental breakdown, then say that! Why are you trying to keep up a stubborn front?!â
Zuo Haoran shook his head in disdain, as if he was rebuking himself for arguing with a person who was just all talk.
At that moment, Meng Chaoâs results finally showed up.
âClass 6âs Meng Chao obtained 588 marks for the shooting test. His total score is 1,434 points. As of now, heâs ranked at the eighth place in the school!â
The large indoor shooting range instantly fell silent.
Even the sounds of gunfire from the examination room next door seemed to have become duller.
It was as if the air had filled with a very sticky substance and glued all sounds, oxygen, and even their thoughts together.
â588 points? Zuo Haoran only scored 515 points just now, right?â
âMeng Chaoâs marks surpassed Zuo Haoranâs by 73 points. He evened out the gap between them in terms of speed and strength, and his total score even surpassed Zuo Haoranâs by more than twenty marks?â
âHow could it be? He missed a lot of targets, and he even used his submachine gun to hit the moving targets. How did he get so many points? Was there a miscalculation?â
Everyone looked at each other at a loss. There was probably a miscalculation. Yes, there had to be one. Maybe.
Zuo Haoran was shocked. âDid they mix my points with Meng Chaoâs?â
The invigilator frowned and brought out Meng Chaoâs targets.
All the ones in the front were normal.
Then, they reached the final Golden Target.
Zuo Haoranâs Golden Target was clean. There was no hole on it.
But Meng Chaoâs Golden Target was covered in thirteen bullet holes. Six of them were within the inner eight rings, so he nearly destroyed the tiny Golden Target.
The Golden Target was the most valuable, and the points from it alone were enough to surpass Zuo Haoran.
Silence fell.
The invigilator and the classmates were all a little dazed.
âDid you shoot blindly? Or did you aim for it?â someone asked in disbelief after a long time passed.
Right now, no one was taking the test. The invigilator was the one who decided whether they could speak or whether they should continue with the test, and judging by his expression, it was clear that he was also very curious about this question.
âOf course I aimed. I told you repeatedly since a week ago that my shooting skills were pretty decent. Didnât you believe me?â
His classmates could not help but say, âBut you assembled the guns really slowly!â
He did not act like Zuo Haoran, who did everything smoothly and quickly.
Meng Chao smiled. âAssembling guns isnât a circus act. Whatâs the point of doing it quickly? Am I supposed to turn my hands into a blur?
âOne of the goals of assembling guns is to perform maintenance on the gun, and the other is to get a clear idea of the wear and tear as well as the shape of each compartment by rubbing them carefully. Then, you can deduce the shooting parameters of the gun.
âYou have to understand that when each new gun is produced, their shooting parameters are slightly different from each other. Besides, my gun has already been touched by multiple examinees. Their shooting habits are different, and many peopleâs stances and shooting rhythm are wrong, so the rifling and compartments are all a mess. If I didnât get a clear idea of the details, how would I be able to shoot accurately?â
One person swiftly came to a realization. âSo, you were prepared to shoot the Golden Target since the beginning? Then why didnât you use the semi-automatic rifle? Why did you use the submachine gun?â
Meng Chao shrugged. âThe Golden Target will only appear for a moment, and I can only use one gun. Weâre given thirty shots for the submachine gun, but only twenty shots for the semi-automatic rifle.â
His classmates could not believe their own ears. âBut the accuracy of the semi-automatic rifle is higher!â
Meng Chao thought about it. âTo me, itâs all the same.â
ââŠâ
His classmates were all speechless.
The only thing they wanted to do was scream at the heavens.
Someone ground his teeth and asked, âThen why did you miss so many targets when you just started using the submachine gun to hit the moving targets?â
âI was testing the gun.â This would help the students in the test later on, so Meng Chao did not bother to hide this information. âEven though I did my best to assemble the submachine gun based on my shooting habits, since there was wear and tear in the compartments and rifling and since I wasnât really sure of its characteristics, I needed to use a few bullets to correct the trajectory. Then, I was able to hit the target with every shot.â
The students looked at each other at a loss. âSo, you decided to bet all your hopes on the Golden Target since the beginning?â
Meng Chao was stunned. His gaze was a little unfocused, as if his classmates had just asked a question that he could not understand.
âI didnât bet everything on it.â
He could only be said to have bet everything when he shot that Ghost-eyed Golden Winged Flame Beetle. At that time, he staked his last bullet on it.
Today, he was only answering a question that had a lot of nitty-gritty steps and complicated calculations, but was not actually very difficult. That was all.
Meng Chao just high-fived Chu Feixiong, who stood at the back row, and walked out.
He brushed shoulders with Zuo Haoran and did not spare a glance for the class rep, who seemed to be absolutely stricken. He did not mention the challenge he issued to Zuo Haoran a week ago in front of the principal or the teaching director either.
But Zuo Haoran sank into a trap made of puzzlement, fear, and embarrassment. It was as if his world had collapsed around him.
A moment ago, he had the winning ticket in his hands, and he had been smiling because of it, but now, his smile had frozen on his face, as if it was a mark left behind when Meng Chao slapped him hard across the face.
âHaoran!â The teaching director pinched his waist hard. âYou did well. Go and rest to calm down.â
The invigilator schooled his expression and said, âPay attention to the disciplinary rules in the examination area. All those who have finished the test have to leave!â
The homeroom teacher quickly went up to them. âMeng Chao, Zuo Haoran, go back to the class first. Remember to calm down. Donât let this get over your heads.â
The test was still going on, so it was only natural that they could not get into a conflict here.
Meng Chao nodded and waved his hand at the class before he said, âGood luck! I hope that you can hit all your targets and get good results!â
He turned around and left the examination room.
Zuo Haoran followed behind him with a dark look on his face.
When they left the examination center, Meng Chao could not help but raise his fist and swing it fiercely.
He was one step closer to his dream now. This feeling of continuously changing his destiny was amazing!
Zuo Haoran saw his action, and it was only natural that he saw it as an act of provocation.
âMeng Chao, you were lucky today, and itâs out of sheer luck that your overall results are higher than mine. I will naturally be too embarrassed to continue being the class rep. But I will absolutely not admit that youâre stronger than I am when it comes to your practicals!â
He gritted his teeth and said, âYour maximum punching strength, one-hundred meter dash, and the shooting games in the shooting range cannot represent your real fighting strength. Since you already returned to the peak of your strength, do you have the guts to fight against me?â
Meng Chao turned his head around and looked at Zuo Haoran with the ghost of a smile on his face.
âHere it is. I knew it. Itâs exactly the same as in my previous life.â
But last time, the class rep had full advantage. With just a few words, he managed to anger Meng Chao, and Meng Chao jumped straight into the trap.
This year, he would let Zuo Haoran reap what he sowed.
âSure,â Meng Chao said calmly.
There was a dense grove behind the cafeteria of Ninth High School.
There was also a land full of soft sand there.
It was the place that students often used to settle their conflicts.
Dragon City was an unyielding society and learning martial arts was incredibly common among the people. Even elderly women in their eighties played around with shotguns, so what needed to be said about youths, who were very hot-blooded?
The school usually turned a blind eye to it. In fact, they even advocated going to the cultivation halls to publicly settle any conflicts under a teacherâs monitoring.
If anyone wanted to go to the depths of the grove for a private fight, the school usually did not punish the fighters badly as long as the consequences of the fight were not too severe.
Meng Chao stared at the rustling trees before him and sighed.
In his previous life, he was set up by Zuo Haoran in this place, and he failed his national college examination.
Meng Chao stopped at the center of the grove. He hesitated for a moment before he decided to speak. âClass Rep, weâre about to take our exam, so letâs have a brief fight. Regardless of who wins or loses, letâs put all our past transgressions behind us after the fight is over, alright?â
A thought appeared in Zuo Haoranâs mind then. âOf course. Weâll fight briefly, and once itâs over, weâll put everything behind us!â
âAlright. I hope that youâll keep your promise, or elseâŠâ Meng Chao furrowed his brow and stepped forward to seize the initiative.
Ripples appeared under his feet and on the sand. With the power from the ground, Meng Chao sent out a force that was as strong as a tidal wave.
Zuo Haoran quickly moved back, and his body became blurry. He used Ripple Force as well.
âMeng Chao, youâve only been practicing Ripple Force for a year, while Iâm skilled in both Ripple Force and Reckless Bull Force. I can use tough and gentle forces at the same time. Youâre not my opponent! Give up!â Zuo Haoran intentionally provoked him.
âThis time, I wonât lose!â Meng Chaoâs strength increased, and he gradually brought out the essence of Ripple Force.
The two youths looked like two waves that were entangled with each other and pushed one another back and forth. They moved faster with each moment, and sand as well as stones flew everywhere. The grove let out rustling sounds, and a lot of the leaves were torn down by wind stirred up by the punches.
Meng Chao acted as if he had just recovered from his injuries and could not fight for a long time. Hence, he tried to end the fight as quickly as possible.
Zuo Haoran clearly knew about his weaknesses. He remained calm and slowly whittled down his stamina.
After just a brief minute, Meng Chaoâs uniform was drenched in sweat, and his footsteps became disorderly.
Suddenly, Zuo Haoran shouted. He changed his fighting style and switched seamlessly from Ripple Force to Reckless Bull Force.
Slap!
Meng Chao looked unable to get used to this fighting style, where Zuo Haoran could switch at will, and was stunned for a moment. Then, he was struck firmly on the face. In an instant, blood gushed out from his nose, and his lip was torn.
âAh!â
Meng Chaoâs face was covered in blood. He was angered by pain, and his legs let out loud thuds as he charged forward without regard for any cost.
âPerfect timing!â
A savage light in Zuo Haoranâs eyes shone brilliantly.
âThe trash has finally fallen into the trap.
âHeh, did you actually think that Iâm only skilled in Ripple Force and Reckless Bull Force?
âOr did you really think that I only know the three great force execution methods?
âThey are all just basic skills. Without true killing methods, theyâre like unsharpened weapons. They canât kill anyone.
âSo-called âgood talentsâ like you can only receive compulsory education in school. You donât know what true fights are.
âBut me? Iâve long since received teachings from my father and the powerful fighters in society. Iâve learned killing methods that only those in college can learn.
âMeng Chao, witness my Heart Hammer!â
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