It was already ten past midnight when Qin Fen returned to the hotel. He took a shower and sat in front of his computer. He casually tapped on the keyboard, entering special characters into his notepad.
Even though he was on vacation, he couldn't completely forget about his mission. Though he didn't have a venue to watch the concert, he still needed to calculate the parts he might use when assembling the gun.
After learning that the terrorist Sajjad possessed a biochemical beast and could display a certain amount of strength, Qin Fen had no choice but to reconsider the power of his gun. The speed and power of using the biochemical beast that day were still vivid in his mind.
Qin Fen needed to use the experience he gained from his last fight to seriously calculate if he wanted to be able to kill in one shot without drawing attention to himself.
Qin Fen's ten fingers danced endlessly across the keyboard. He chose the basic heavy sniper rifle, the M82A1, as the main body to make modifications. This sniper rifle was one thousand four hundred and forty-eight millimeters long and had a caliber of 12.7 millimeters. It had a range of one thousand eight hundred and thirty meters. Though the former King of Heavy Snipers had already stepped down from his throne, its powerful destructive power hadn't decreased in the slightest.
Qin Fen chose a few more parts and made small adjustments to the M82A1, increasing the gun's continuous firing ability by quite a bit. In this way, he sacrificed a bit of the power of the gun, and he could only make up for it with bullets.
The M8 depleted uranium bullet had a bullet core made of depleted uranium alloy, and its density was 2.8 times that of steel. Not to mention the level two biochemical beast fusion stage, even if he was wearing a light power armor for jungle warfare, it could still be completely penetrated by one shot from a distance of one kilometer.
"I'll take a look when I get to the venue. I'll see if there are any other adjustments I need to make." This time, Qin Fen didn't even bother designing a pistol. He wanted to use the heavy sniper rifle to kill Sajjad.
Qin Fen made a bit of preparations, took a shower, and went to bed. It wasn't easy for him to get a few days of vacation. He could meet up with a few old friends tomorrow to play.
"Kid, we meet again …."
It was a familiar voice. Qin Fen didn't need to open his eyes in his dream to know that the owner of this voice was the Vile King, Zeng Yicheng.
Before Zeng Yicheng's voice could fall, Qin Fen's legs slightly buckled, and his right foot suddenly exerted force. He launched a direct sneak attack with a Strangle Grab.
If Qin Fen were to give the initiative to the Vile King, he wouldn't have the chance to make a comeback in the night. Qin Fen knew this very well. He immediately chose a vile sneak attack the moment he heard the voice.
"Interesting."
Zeng Yicheng's round face bloomed with a very appreciative smile. His already thick throat suddenly swelled up, and blue veins intertwined and coiled around his neck. In an instant, it became like the thighs of a bodybuilder. The glossy luster was filled with firm and fierce strength.
The joints of Qin Fen's fingers crackled twice. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art sped through his middle finger and index finger. His two fingers suddenly expanded at high speeds, exceeding the thickness of a thumb. He pierced straight into the lower jaw, the most difficult position to train in.
The smile in Zeng Yicheng's eyes didn't change. He simply lowered his head and opened his mouth. His teeth, which looked like they could chew through steel, bit toward Qin Fen's two fingers. It was as if he was eating sausages.
A dignified top-notch expert actually bit someone? Can you be any more wretched? Qin Fen retracted his finger and turned it into a fist, bringing with it a whistling wind as it struck toward Zeng Yicheng's mouth.
I'll break all your teeth! Let's see how you bite? Qin Fen's eyes flickered with a fierce light. He absolutely couldn't be the slightest bit polite when fighting with this Vile King. Being polite to him was being cruel to himself.
The Vile King's neck turned once more. In this instant, his thick neck seemed to have no bones at all. It twisted to the side to bite toward Qin Fen's wrist.
He was worthy of being called the Vile King. He just stood there without moving, yet he was able to achieve such an effect with just his mouth.
In the blink of an eye, the two changed moves faster and faster. Qin Fen's moves were sometimes firm and fierce and sometimes vile. He was barely able to fight on par with Zeng Yicheng, who used four-star combat strength.
Qin Fen fought for two hours in a single breath, and his physical strength began to decline. When exchanging moves with this kind of expert, he had to concentrate one hundred percent of his energy and strength in every second. The consumption of energy was completely comparable to that of a true battlefield where life and death were decided in an instant.
Bam!
A foot stomped onto Qin Fen's face, and the protective power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art instantly concentrated on his face, causing him to take half a step back. Another foot whipped onto the base of his ear, a position that was extremely difficult to train.
Thump thump thump …
This time, Qin Fen took four or five steps back to the side. In the end, he nearly sat on the ground.
Qin Fen's face heated up. Normally, the base of his ear was one of the most important areas of defense when he fought. Today, he was kicked there, leading to his defeat. It was truly quite shameful.
"Your progress is too slow. Your strength is too poor." Zeng Yicheng's expression was unkind as he gave a straightforward evaluation.
Slow progress? His strength is too poor? Qin Fen was stunned. How was this possible?
Qin Fen was confident that he could enter the first group of people of his age in terms of the speed at which his strength increased. This was absolutely not arrogance. This was a comprehension he obtained from his research of the martial dao.
"You're not convinced, are you?" Zeng Yicheng's smile revealed that he had long since guessed that Qin Fen would have such an expression. "Do you know how much strength I used when I fought you just now?"
Qin Fen furrowed his brow in thought. In this special space of thought, unless the opponent reported how many stars of strength the opponent used, it was impossible to judge the opponent based on the strength of the aura like in the outside world.
"When we clashed just now, you were forced back by my pure strength. You only took three steps back. Based on this, you should be using strength between the three-star and four-star level …."
Qin Fen was shocked when he made this judgment. The Vile King had actually suppressed his strength to a disadvantage in this fight, yet they were evenly matched on the battlefield. This was quite similar to when Qin Fen fought someone else in the outside world.
"You're wrong." The Vile King was no longer vile at this time. He gently shook his chubby and slightly short finger. "I used one-star strength."
"What?"
Qin Fen began to doubt whether or not there was a problem with his hearing. He understood one-star and two-star strength far too well. In front of the four-star Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, let alone one-star or two-star experts, even three-star experts wouldn't have the strength to fight at all.
"Why don't you believe me?" The Vile King said faintly, "Think back carefully. How much slower was my speed compared to yours when I fought just now? Think about how you used four-star strength to fight against a meteor level expert in the outside world. "
Qin Fen was stupefied. He wanted to win against the Vile King too much in the previous fight. Now that he withdrew from the fight and thought back carefully, his opponent's speed really was only at the peak of the one-star level.
"Then, those three steps back just now …." Qin Fen's eyes lit up before he could finish speaking. "You used one-star strength to unload power???"
Qin Fen answered himself. His Adam's apple squirmed up and down several times. He had unloaded the power of a meteor level expert's attack before, but that required him to have a precise understanding of his opponent's strength. At the same time, he needed to have precise control over his own strength!
Even so, Qin Fen was filled with strain when he unloaded the power of a four-star level meteor level five.
Though Qin Fen knew that the Vile King was known as a super expert among experts, the matter of a one-star fighting against a four-star still made Qin Fen incomparably shocked.
This was especially true when it came to precise control over one's strength. Qin Fen had fought with many experts, and he had gradually cultivated self-confidence. There had never been anyone who could surpass him in precision control over their strength.
Fighting with a difference of one star level was already an extremely difficult requirement for one's strength. It should have been impossible to fight with a difference of three star levels, but the Vile King had actually accomplished it.
"You can't even beat me with one-star strength, and you think you've made rapid progress?" The Vile King's mouth was more direct than the other instructors. His words of attack didn't leave any face.
Qin Fen stood in place, stupefied. He had made so much progress these past few days. He originally believed that his control over his strength was outstanding among those on the same level, but now it looked like his control was truly incomparably crude.
"Your foundation is indeed extremely solid." The Vile King gave an affirmation. "Even when I was young, my foundation wasn't necessarily stronger than yours in terms of solidity. It's just that this isn't enough. It's far from enough. Your control over your power and your control over your opponent's power are extremely weak. "
Qin Fen slowly nodded his head over and over. The precision of his control over his power was even higher. He could destroy the precision of his opponent's power in the instant they exchanged blows. Winning by suppressing the weak with strength was not a problem.
Even if he encountered an expert who had just entered the meteor level, he could rely on the same technique to completely destroy his opponent's attack, leapfrogging levels to achieve victory!
Control! Control of precision! Qin Fen's eyes grew brighter and brighter. He had always wanted to make breakthroughs these past few days, but he never discovered that he was still lacking so much. His solid foundation wasn't as good as he imagined it to be.
"Still, it's not bad." The Vile King, Zeng Yicheng, changed the topic of conversation. "You haven't completely walked my old path. Instead, you're trying to find your own path. Though it's extremely rough and there are many areas that need to be polished, there are already very, very few people who have begun to find their own path at four-star strength."
This method of giving a carrot after a slap …. Qin Fen smiled helplessly. It looked like anyone could use this method.
Zeng Yicheng warmed up his shoulders. "Kid, you have the firm and fierce Raging Berserker Tide, and you used your own comprehension to level it up. However, don't you think that you need a vile ultimate move? "
"I've been thinking about it all this time." Qin Fen didn't deny it. "Are you planning on teaching me?"
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