Divine technique of divine techniques

  "Halt!"

  Speaking out loud is already a big deal, being questioned by Yang Qian about the instructor's identity is nothing, but being questioned whether he is a man or not is a more serious problem, hurting his self-esteem, especially being questioned by this shrew.

  Yang Qian turned her head and sneered: "What, still want to use the 'instructor' identity to teach me a lesson? Dream on! Young lady doesn't care about you!"

  Di Yu stroked his chin, unable to see that this little girl had a lot of backbone, but was too proud, so let me beat you up properly.

  "You say I'm not worthy of being your instructor, then I'd like to ask what kind of person is?" Di Yu asked calmly.

  Yang Qian's eyes rolled, and the scoundrel finally couldn't bear the provocation. "I don't know about special warfare, but shooting and hand-to-hand combat are compulsory courses for us police officers. If you're better than me in these two aspects, I'll admit that you have skills."

  Di Yu asked: "Then are you thinking of competing with me in shooting or hand-to-hand combat?"

  "Fire!" Yang Qian replied, remembering that Shen Yao had said that Di Yu's marksmanship was better than hers. Although she didn't believe it in her heart, she still didn't want to take the risk and compete with him in shooting, where she would likely lose nine times out of ten.

  Yang Qian had been a detective for several years, and her performance was always excellent. She almost always carried a gun with her, while Di Yu was just a college student. Comparing shooting skills with Di Yu would definitely make him lose face.

  "Since you've issued a challenge, I'll reluctantly accept. However, if you lose, you'll be eliminated."

  "Alright." Yang Qian didn't believe she would lose at all, and agreed without hesitation. She couldn't wait to see Di Yu humiliated now.

  Shooting range.

  Di Yu handed Yang Qian a Type 92 pistol, saying: "This is the kind of handgun commonly used by police. Don't say I'm taking advantage of you, how about what you said?"

  There are many ways to practice shooting, fixed-point shooting is the most basic exercise, and it is also the most practiced by police teams. Other mobile shooting, rapid-fire shooting, and even more difficult police shooting exercises are rarely practiced.

  Yang Qian finally chose the 100m fixed-point shooting, not that she wanted to compare with her own strengths, but this way everyone can know the results quickly, and when the time comes, whether it's human or ghost, everyone will see clearly, speaking with facts, let's see what you have to say then, you scoundrel.

  "One person with ten guns will win in the end!" Yang Qian said with a mocking face.

  "Let's get started." Di Yu said casually.

  "Wait, let's make it clear first. If I lose, I'll leave. What if you lose?" Yang Qian had seen Di Yu's cunning before and thought it was better to clarify things first, lest he try to cheat again later.

  "If I lose, I'll naturally roll away. At that time, a new instructor with 'real skills' will come to teach you." Di Yu said with a smile.

  "Hmph." Yang Qian coldly snorted, in front of so many people, you'd better scram soon, otherwise don't blame me for your own humiliation.

  Yang Qian put on her eye mask and earplug, staring intently at the target, bang, bang, bang... ten shots, almost one shot every three seconds, breathing, shooting extremely calmly.

  After firing the tenth shot, she looked at Di Yu with a triumphant expression.

  When the target paper slid over, after everyone checked the target paper, the female police officer who was not driven away earlier exclaimed: "Nine tens, one nine, ninety-nine rings! That's amazing!"

  Almost full ring achievement, it's simply godlike marksmanship!

  "It's your turn." Yang Qian said calmly.

  Di Yu glanced at the target paper and said: "With eyes open, it's only 99 rings. I think we'd better not compete, to avoid hurting your self-esteem."

  "If you don't win then that means you lose." Yang Qian was delighted in her heart, such a poor excuse could be spoken, wasn't it just being afraid of losing.

  Alas, Di Yu shook his head and let out a long sigh.

  "Bang bang bang......"

  Just as Di Yu turned his head to look at Yang Qian, he raised his hand and fired the gun. In less than ten seconds, ten bullets had already been shot out.

  "This is nonsense."

  "It's just a waste of bullets."

  "It is, it is."

  The people around whispered, they didn't even look at the target paper and had already determined who won or lost. It turned out that Di Yu was looking at Yang Qian when he fired, without even looking at the target paper, how could he hit it?

  Don't even look, the outcome is already decided. However, Yang Qian insisted on looking and hurriedly slid over the target paper, letting everyone see the sorry state of this ignorant rich boy.

  When the target paper came closer, Yang Qian couldn't help but burst out laughing and pointed at Di Yu: "Not bad luck, hit one shot! No, it should be a lucky shot, haha."

  It's not possible, is it? The entire target paper has only one hole.

  "What's going on now?" Yang Qian stood proudly in front of Di Yu.

  Di Yu pointed at the hole and said faintly, "Don't you think this hole is a bit big?"

  Now that he mentioned it, everyone noticed that the bullet hole on Di Yu's side was much larger than Yang Qian's. The same model handgun, the same model bullets, how could there be such a big difference in the holes they made?

  "What's wrong?" Yang Qian's face suddenly changed.

  Di Yu smiled and said: "It seems you've already figured it out, great! Only when every shot hits the same spot will this situation occur."

  "Impossible!" Yang Jie blurted out, he simply didn't believe it, others had never even heard of someone being able to shoot ten consecutive shots at the same point - just how could this hole be explained, if not every single shot hit the same point then how would such a situation occur. But...this guy had been staring at himself all along, how was it possible for him to produce such incredible marksmanship.

  Di Yu said calmly, "Nothing is impossible. The way you shoot will never make you a great shooter. Your breathing method is too slow and your mind can't focus. My last ten shots were all done in one breath, so each shot hit the same spot. But don't be discouraged, because every great shooter was trained with bullets. When you become special police officers, your training time will far exceed your mission execution time."

  "But that still can't explain how you can hit the target without even looking at it?" Yang Qian carefully examined the position of the bullet holes, and it was absolutely not an accidental effect, because this is only possible when many bullets are fired at the same point. But from the moment Di Yu fired his gun to the end of the gunshot, he had been staring at himself. Could it be that someone can really hit any target with their eyes closed?

  "It's very simple, because I had already locked onto the target before I fired, and the bullseye was printed in my mind. But during the process of firing, if you use the method of one breath for each shot, it's possible to hit different positions, or if your spirit is slightly not concentrated, mistakes can also occur. This point, isn't something that can be solved just by relying on bullets." Di Yu explained, then looked at Yang Qian with a pleased expression and asked: "How about it, do you admit defeat?"

  "Clap, clap, clap!" A string of applause, these trainees were excitedly clapping like crazy, their faces filled with admiration and adoration, as if they had just seen the Bodhisattva Guanyin.

  What's going on here?

  Yang Zhen was stunned and at a loss, the scoundrel in her impression shouldn't have such marksmanship - no, this can no longer be described as marksmanship, it's divine skill.

  In fact, Di Yu's shots all hit the same spot with almost no error. Not only was the training method cruel, but the value of the bullets consumed was enough for everyone in the field to spend a lifetime.

  The cost is nothing to say, the key is training... Di Yu remembered that at first he stared at a two-meter-long candle, looking at the wick without blinking his eyes. After the training was over, his eyes couldn't see anything for three days. In those three days, the flame of the candle was like taking root in his heart and mind, and no matter what, it couldn't be shaken off.

  "Alright, stop pretending to be stunned, you lost so hurry up and get out of here." Di Yu pushed Yang Qian who was still in a daze, just as Hong Hu, the unlucky guy who had been sent out of the military zone earlier, returned. Di Yu waved his hand and shouted: "Hong Hu, send this Yang Qian, Officer Yang, away."

  Hong Hu had just sent one person away, and in the time it took to come back, he would have to send another one away. At this rate, today's training should be over by the end of the month. But Di Yu's orders were not to be disobeyed. Moreover, Hong Hu was quite impressed with Di Yu's way of handling things - his low-key appearance had given these team members a warning, and from then on, no one dared to question his identity as an instructor, making training much easier.

  If Di Yu knew that Hong Hu was guessing him like this, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh. His original plan was to get through this month and be done with it, running every day and shooting guns would be enough, but Yang Qian's appearance seemed to have disrupted his calculations.

  "Wait." Just as Hong Hu was resolutely executing Di Yu's orders and preparing to send Yang Qian out of the military zone, Yang Qian suddenly shouted a halt.

  Di Yu looked at her with a puzzled expression, revealing such a move should have intimidated her.

  Yang Qian walked up to Di Yu and said: "Can we find a place with no one around to talk?"

  Di Yu sprang back like a spring, his hands clasped to his chest: "What are you doing? I'm a very upright person, don't think about seducing me with your beauty."

  Pfft, who wants to seduce you. Yang Qian cursed silently at the shamelessness, but she really couldn't bear to leave like this, and the novelty that Di Yu brought her made her irresistibly want to observe further. Whoever saw this incredible scene would be shocked, moved, and even delighted.

  "Cut the crap, come here." Yang Qian's face flushed with a charming red glow. Her attitude towards Di Yu was obvious to everyone, even the blind could see that they knew each other. There were over 30 colleagues still at the scene, watching. Whether it was now, future training or work, facing these colleagues would be embarrassing for her. She had thought she understood Di Yu well and wanted him to lose face, but in the end, it was herself who ended up losing face.

  She pulled Di Yu and ran directly.

  "Let me go, or I'll shout for help!" Di Yu was pulled by her with all her might and deliberately shouted loudly. Yang Qian was so angry that she was about to smoke from the seven orifices of her head, and she ran even faster, completely unaware of the suppressed laughter from the audience behind her, who were trying not to laugh. Indeed, Yang Qian's attitude towards Di Yu made these people simultaneously reveal a ambiguous expression.

  It wasn't until several hundred meters later that Yang Qian stopped.

  Di Yu pretended to be surprised and said with a smile: "Even if you want to seduce me, shouldn't you go to my office? There are so many people watching here."

  Heaven knows what this guy wants to say but hesitates, making a face that makes Yang Qian feel nauseous.

  "Get out!" Yang Qian angrily shouted.

  "Then I'm out of here?" Di Yu turned around and left.

  "Stop." Yang Qian's heart suddenly tightened, and she grabbed him again.

  "What's going on?" Di Yu sighed, "You pulled me to run, after running you told me to roll, and before I even started rolling you told me to stand still. Are you trying to watch me perform body language?"

  "Smooth talker, take me to your office, I have something to discuss with you." Yang Jie almost laughed out loud, she really didn't know how this guy could be so weird, but somehow he managed to make her not even able to get angry at him, and instead was asking for his help.