Chapter 216: Chapter 216: Immortal Technique
Xie Lingzhi seems a bit slow to catch on, growing impatient with her brother and Lea’s endless thanking each other, she waves her hand dismissively and says, "Alright, enough with the chatter. That idiot Ji You has already come to her senses. Hurry and see how she deals with it."
Xie Chuanqiong and Lea fall silent.
In the arena.
Ji You’s complexion has gone from black to red, from red to white, from white to yellow...
In short, after endless struggle, Ji You finally regains her composure. In a place invisible to others, she is fiercely scolding her unreliable Spiritual Silks. The missed shot was due to her Sixth goofing off and leading everyone astray, which caused a huge misunderstanding, and it was Ji You herself who hit the wrong target, it’s just...
Ji You has already cursed her six idiotic Strands countless times, scolding them to the point that they’re too scared to look up, quivering in fear.
[Master is so scary...]
[I’m so scared, so scared.]
[Will she stop feeding us from now on?]
Ji You’s face instantly darkens.
She thought they had reflected thoroughly on their mistakes, but their last remark made Ji You feel as if her profound lesson earlier had been entirely wasted.
Ugh, feeding dogs would be better than feeding these silly Silks.
With a dark face, Ji You witnesses unrest in her Spirit Space. Boss lashes its tail, kicking the blundering Sixth into the air, scolding, [Shut your mouth, Master won’t treat us like that.]
As it speaks, Boss rolls itself up into a cute flower shape, trying to act cute towards Ji You: [Aw, aw...]
Ji You: "..."
Second and Third, always following Boss’s lead, quickly chime in: [Aw, aw...]
Fourth, with a solemn expression: [Aw, aw... Master, Master... What that stupid alpaca can do, Sisi can do it too, aw, aw...]
Old Five: [Aw, aw...]
Sixth: [Aw, ooh...]
Suddenly, Boss, Second, Third, Fourth, and Fifth all gang up on Sixth: [What’s wrong with you? Can’t even make the same sound as us?]
Sixth tucks in its neck, [Aw, ooh... aw, ooh... I feel wronged, I want to cry...]
The other Silks: [We want to cry too... aw, ooh... aw, ooh...]
Ji You: "..."
Ji You, with a helpless tone, says: "Alright, no more mistakes this time. Next time, no failures allowed. I’ll aim better with my own eyes, too. In short, we have to strive hard and go for the promotion!"
Six Strands: [Struggle!!!]
The chaotic Spiritual World finally returns to peace, and Ji You begins to focus solely on preparing to shoot again.
And then—
The audience sees Ji You assume her ambush position again, squinting her eyes—
The spectators stand speculate: "Here we go... taking bets now! What do you think, will she miss, hit, or shoot the wrong target again?"
"Miss!"
"Wrong target!"
"Hit!"
...
Obviously, the crowd prefers to watch Ji You make various mistakes because her silly side is just too amusing.
Then—
Swoosh—
One shot!
Swoosh—
Two shots!
Swoosh—
Three shots!
Without a moment’s rest, Ji You fires three rounds in rapid succession! The shots are unstoppable, powerful as a force of nature, wildly firing towards the targets!
Boom—
Boom—
Boom—
The crowd only hears three sounds of breaking air, followed by bursts of gun smoke rising from the targets...
The spectators stand: "..."
Silence.
Quietness.
Dead silence.
For quite a while, there was an eerie hush, until finally someone came to their senses, scratching their head and asking the question on everyone’s mind: "What just happened? What did I see?"
second.
seconds.
seconds.
Dead silence.
After a moment, someone exclaimed: "Damn!"
"Cool!"
"This classmate is simply a sharpshooter!"
"What kind of accuracy is this?"
"What kind of immortal shooting technique is this?"
Not only the bystanders were shocked, but even Chu Jiaojiao, Yue Qiguang, Xie Lingzhi... and others were so astonished that they were almost at a loss for words, not to mention those right next to Ji You, who witnessed the scene more directly: Yue Qiyuan, Shen Changqing, Sheng Qingyan, Xuzhou.
Shen Changqing was unusually agape; a few seconds later, he realized his gaffe and promptly closed his mouth.
Yue Qiyuan stared at Ji You’s targets without uttering a word.
Xuzhou glanced at Ji You and then at Ji You’s targets, suddenly at a loss for words. So, this was the strength of No. 4444? From her previous words and deeds, it seemed she had never even touched an energy gun, let alone practiced.
But—
Just how fantastically supernatural—it was that she hit the target with three consecutive shots! How terrifying were her control power and focus?
Xuzhou pursed his lips, saying nothing.
To the right of Ji You, Sheng Qingyan, who had been acting lackadaisical all along, suddenly put aside his casual playfulness. Narrowing his handsome phoenix eyes, he calmly aimed at his own target...
second.
seconds.
seconds.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—
Before the crowd had recovered from Ji You’s three consecutive shocking shots, they saw Sheng Qingyan on the shooting field, who also incredibly fired four shots in an instant!
Yes.
Four shots!
One more shot than Ji You!
But... could it possibly be?
It was already extremely difficult to make three consecutive shots, but to make four in a row was simply beastly!
So—
Could he do it?
Whether on the field or in the stands, at this moment, everyone’s eyes were wide open, their pupils dared not move, all focused intently on Sheng Qingyan’s four consecutive shots!
Boom—
After the intense sound of breaking the air, there was one shot! Two shots! Three shots! Four shots! Each and every one hit the target!
The whole audience was silenced!
After a moment.
"Darn!"
"Beast!"
"What kind of immortal technique is this?"
"What did I witness today? Have two sharpshooters been born?"
"Damn! Amazing! Absolutely amazing! Coming here today, paying for a meal, even if I don’t get any rewards, just witnessing this scene is totally worth it!"
After Sheng Qingyan’s four consecutive shots, his lips tightened, a face more enchanting than a woman’s exhibiting rare seriousness. He turned his head, meeting Ji You’s gaze.
Both of them: "..."
Silence.
Don’t think that Ji You found it easy firing those three shots; in fact, it was a serious drain on her spiritual power. At this point, her face was pale, her lips were slightly peeling. Looking at Sheng Qingyan, Ji You suddenly pursed her lips and smiled: "Sheng Qingyan! How about we have a match?"
Sheng Qingyan narrowed his eyes, his voice low: "Okay."
"Eh?" Ji You couldn’t help but shiver, saying: "Your uh-uh weirdness, not doing that uh-uh thing makes one uncomfortable, can you please be serious and be yourself..."
The fairness on Sheng Qingyan’s face changed in an instant, he retorted: "Hmph uh... I was about to explode just now! If it weren’t for maintaining the mighty and powerful image of Little Cutie, I wouldn’t have done that, uh..."
Upon hearing this, Ji You instantly felt no more back pain, no more leg cramps, everything tasted wonderful.