Super System Plundering the Heaven

Just as Ye Yu was about to raise his spear and shoot, Ling Feng suddenly called out to stop him.    

"What is it?" Ye Yu asked Ling Feng.    

Ling Feng raised his head and looked at Ye Yu. His cold face revealed a firm expression.    

"This time, I will be your target!"    

"What? "    

Before Ye Yu could say anything, Tifa hastily blocked Ling Feng's path.    

"Sister Ling Feng, I don't agree!"    

"This is too dangerous!"    

Ling Feng looked at Tiff, who was blocking in front of him, and his sharp eyes revealed a gentle expression.    

"Sister Tifa, if Zhuo Yu is really as powerful as you say, why would you need to worry about my danger?"    

Tifa's expression froze when he heard this, "Of course I believe in Zhuo Yu, but..."    

"No buts!"    

Ling Feng's tone started to become stern.    

"Only in this way will I believe his Gun fighting!"    

After saying that, Ling Feng walked past Tifa's obstruction and arrived a meter away from a fixed target.    

Raising his head to look at the distant Ye Yu, Ling Feng shouted, "Shoot!"    

"Go around my body and hit the target behind me!"    

Beside Ye Yu, Tifa anxiously looked at the stubborn Ling Feng.    

"Sister Ling Feng, come back quickly!"    

Bang!    

Ye Yu pressed his palm on Tifa's shoulder.    

"Tifa, don't worry!"    

"Your sister Ling Feng will be fine."    

"I said it!"    

Tifa turned to look at Ye Yu. After a moment of silence, he nodded heavily.    

"Zhuo Yu, I believe you!"    

After saying that, Tifa took a few steps back, afraid that he would disturb Ye Yu.    

In the gun training ground, Tifa and Kris both clenched their fists, staring nervously at Ye Yu who was shooting.    

"Trust Zhuo Yu, Sister Ling Feng will be fine!"    

Tifa's nervous face turned pale as she silently prayed in her heart.    

Bang!    

A crisp sound of a gunshot rang out!    

Ye Yu's arm drew a perfect arc in the air!    

Gun fighting: Arc Ballistics!    

The once stunning scene reappeared in front of Tifa and Kris!    

Ling Feng, who heard the gunshot and stood in front of the target, subconsciously closed his eyes.    

A sharp whistling sound passed by his ears at an extremely fast speed!    

The strong wind blew a strand of Ling Feng's hair and swept it by his round ears. It was itchy.    

Ling Feng slightly opened his eyes and a trace of relief appeared in his eyes.    

"It's over? I'm not injured?"    

A thought surfaced in Ling Feng's mind.    

Suppressing the excitement in his eyes, Ling Feng suddenly turned around and looked at the target behind him.    

Only to see a circular hole appear in the center of the target!    

"I really... succeeded!"    

Ling Feng could not help but open his mouth wide as he cried out in shock!    

"Yay! This is great!"    

When Tifa saw this scene, he jumped up in excitement on the spot.    

When Ling Feng walked back, Tifa held Ling Feng's hand and said excitedly, "Big Sister Ling Feng, I didn't say anything wrong, right? Is Zhuo Yu very powerful!?"    

Ling Feng's delicate body was pulled by Tifa to the left and right, and he couldn't help but laugh bitterly.    

"You're right!"    

"Your Brother Zhuo Yu is indeed very powerful!"    

Turning his head to look at Ye Yu, Ling Feng's eyes flashed with thick curiosity.    

"Mr. Zhuo Yu, how did you manage to change the direction of the bullet?"    

"This is too inconceivable!"    

Ye Yu chuckled. "This is the charm of the Gun fighting!"    

Ye Yu looked at Ling Feng and smiled. "Do you want to learn it?"    

Ling Feng opened his mouth, but in the end, he was still unable to resist the temptation and nodded his head.    

"I want to learn!"    

Ye Yu's face revealed a trace of a smile as he looked at Tifa and the other two and said, "This is perfect. I will teach the three of you at the same time!"    

Hearing this, Tifa and Kris immediately cheered in joy.    

"Wow! That's great!"    

"Awesome! I can finally learn such a magical Gun fighting!"    

Ling Feng looked at Ye Yu with a complicated expression for a long time and said, "Zhuo Yu, I promise you!"    

"Although I am a soldier of the Empire, without your permission, I will definitely not pass the Gun fighting to anyone else!"    

Ye Yu shrugged when he heard that and said casually, "Up to you."    

Ye Yu looked up at the three excited people and played with his pistol. He said, "The Gun fighting, as its name suggests, is the art of firearms."    

"It does not only refer to Arc Ballistics, it also refers to a small part of it!"    

"Gun fighting also includes movement techniques and the coordination of firearms!"    

...    

In the training room, Ye Yu told the relevant knowledge of Gun fighting to Tifa and the other two.    

Time passed, and the three of them were fascinated by the story.    

Before they had heard Ye Yu's explanation, they had never known that there was actually such an amazing technique in this world!    

It could be said that as long as they learned the Gun fighting, their strength would undergo a tremendous change!    

At that time, if they were to fight against the Black Snake Team, the outcome would be an overwhelming victory!    

"How magical! So the Gun fighting is so profound!"    

"Wow! It feels so difficult!"    

"Such a magical ability, I must master it!"    

Ye Yu stopped his explanation. It was a long time before Tifa and the other two woke up from their intoxicated state.    

"Wahahaha... I want to test it out!"    

Tifa suddenly stood up and excitedly rushed to the front of the target.    

He raised his hand and pressed on the necklace around his neck. A cute and small pistol appeared in Tifa's hand.    

When Ling Feng and Chris saw this scene, their eyes were filled with envy towards the rich.    

Only as the eldest daughter of the Alpha Family, Tifa had a small space equipment.    

Although the space was less than a cubic meter, it was still enviable.    

"Hahaha..."    

Tifa held the pistol in his hand and shouted excitedly, "Look at my Gun fighting!"    

Bang!    

Tifa swung his arm and pulled the trigger with his finger. A clear gunshot echoed in the training room.    

There were no bullet holes on the target.    

The bullet just now had already flown to an unknown place!    

"Aiyo!"    

"My wrist hurts!"    

Tifa suddenly held the gun in his right hand and cried out in pain.    

Ye Yu saw this and quickly went forward to check.    

He saw that Difa's right wrist, which was holding the gun, was swollen.    

"Zhuo Yu..."    

Tifa looked at Ye Yu with teary eyes. His expression was extremely pitiful.    

"Is my wrist broken?"    

"Let me see!"    

Ye Yu raised his hand and pressed on Tifa's wrist.    

"Humph!" Tifa randomly bit his lips and snorted.    

"Don't worry, I'm fine."    

"It's just that the soft tissue is somewhat damaged."    

Ye Yu let out a sigh of relief.    

He held Tiff's injured wrist with one hand and used his other hand to circulate a thread of blood energy to gently rub the wound.    

After a while, Tifa's swollen wrist finally disappeared.    

Ye Yu looked at Tifa and said with a solemn expression, "How can you be like this? He started to run before he even learned how to walk!"    

"Arc Ballistics is one of the more profound skills of the Gun fighting. If you want to learn the Arc Ballistics, you must first learn the basic Gun fighting!"    

"Do you know now?"    

"Oh!" Tifa lowered his head and quietly listened to Ye Yu's scolding. Although his wrist hurt, his heart was sweet.