Martial Arts Godhood: At the Start, Rebels Asked Me to Be an Undercover Agent

Xiao Wang walked directly to the horizontal bar and began his ten-minute pull-up routine.

Wei Zi watched, her eyes narrowing. She realized that Xiao Wang was indeed different from the other trainees. The other trainees would always complain at this time, but Xiao Wang seemed to enjoy the test.

"Does this kid have masochistic tendencies?" Wei Zi wondered, suddenly remembering the question Xiao Wang had asked her about the purpose of the small leather whip.

"Oh dear!" Wei Zi thought of this and glanced at Xiao Wang, who was hanging on the horizontal bar. Her usually aloof and mature demeanor couldn't be maintained, and she couldn't help but shiver.

While hanging there, Xiao Wang looked at Wei Zi's reaction with a puzzled expression. "Coach, what did I do wrong? Is there a problem?"

Wei Zi immediately reverted to her aloof and mature demeanor, "No problem, you can continue."

Xiao Wang then continued to slowly raise his body.

It is indeed slow. Ten minutes of pull-ups take five minutes to go up and five minutes to go down.

As he slowly rose, Xiao Wang saw the color of the bead in his brain begin to lighten again.

Time passed second by second. At first, Xiao Wang was not in much trouble, but as time went by, he gradually began to struggle. Fortunately, when he felt strained, the damage transformation of the bead in his brain would accelerate, thereby alleviating his pain.

Seeing Xiao Wang's behavior, Wei Zi was also full of doubts, but she took it all as Xiao Wang enjoying himself.

The long ten minutes finally passed, and Xiao Wang got off the horizontal bar. He felt that both arms were almost numb, but fortunately, he persevered.

At this point, the color of the bead in the brain had turned light gray, and most of the damage had been converted.

"Coach, do I pass the physical fitness test?" Xiao Wang walked up to Wei Zi and asked.

When Wei Zi saw Xiao Wang approaching, she instinctively took a step back.

Xiao Wang took a look, paused for a moment, and then simply took a step back himself.

"Don't worry, Coach. I have no ulterior motives towards you. I just want to train with you in firearms."

Wei Zi was taken aback by these words at first, then realized what they meant. "You're overthinking it. I just thought you had other ideas. Besides, do you dare?"

After Wei Zi finished speaking, she looked at Xiao Wang with a somewhat cold and provocative gaze.

Xiao Wang wanted to retort with something like, "What are you afraid of? Try it and you'll see," but then he remembered that his gun license was still in her hands, so he held back.

"Coach Wei, what's next?"

Wei Zi handed the gun to Xiao Wang, "Here, three targets at 10 meters, 30 meters, and 50 meters. Fire ten shots at each and see."

Xiao Wang took the gun, adjusted it slightly to feel the weight, walked to the firing position, and fired a magazine of ten shots at the target 10 meters away.

bang bang bang...

As a result, 6 shots hit the target, 4 shots missed the target, and the hits were mostly below the three rings, with only one shot hitting the seven rings.

After finishing the fight, Xiao Wang gave himself a wry smile.

"It seems that everyone has their own area of ​​expertise."

Xiao Wang sighed inwardly. This shooting seemed simple, but it was not simple at all, especially continuous shooting. It felt like the entire gun was dancing in his hands, swaying up, down, left and right, making it impossible to aim accurately.

He returned to Wei Zi's side somewhat embarrassed and took ten more bullets to load into the magazine.

Wei Zi, however, reacted calmly to his performance. She didn't say anything, but simply handed him ten bullets and waited quietly for the next round of shooting.

"Coach, isn't this too bad?" Xiao Wang couldn't help but ask while loading bullets, sensing that Wei Zi was probably speechless.

"Just shoot yours."

Wei Zi replied coldly.

Xiao Wang quickly loaded the magazine and returned to the firing position. This time, he was facing a target 30 meters away, which was much more difficult than before.

Just now I was able to maintain a perfect three-point alignment and hit the target with my bullets, but now, after firing three shots in a row using the same method, not a single shot hit the target.

However, he was also familiarizing himself with the characteristics of the gun while shooting. After missing the target eight times in a row, he finally hit the target with one of his last two shots. Although it was only a 1-ring shot, Xiao Wang felt even more excited than if he had hit a 10-ring shot.

"I won! I won!"

While shouting, he also glanced back at Wei Zi.

"Rubbish!"

After Wei Zi simply and coldly uttered two words, Xiao Wang fell completely silent.

Then he obediently returned to Wei Zi's side to receive the next round of ten bullets.

"Coach, give me some tips," Xiao Wang asked with a slightly cheeky grin as he loaded the bullets.

This time, Wei Zi didn't remain silent. Instead, she replied, "Do you know how you hit that shot from 30 meters away?"

Xiao Wang pondered for a moment, then did not answer immediately.

Wei Zi continued, "If you hit the target, it means you did something right. Only by knowing what you did right can you apply the right experience and techniques in the next shot."

As Xiao Wang listened, reflecting on what he had just done, he realized that although he didn't know what he had done right, a certain feeling remained.

After loading the bullets, I went back to the firing position, aimed at the target fifty meters away, took a deep breath, closed my eyes and recalled the feeling of hitting the target, and then fired.

Ten shots in a row.

bang bang bang...

The magazine was emptied quickly.

Unsurprisingly, all shots missed.

Oh no...

Looking at the intact target paper, Xiao Wang finally realized that what he had felt earlier was not a feeling, but an illusion.

"grass!"

Xiao Wang muttered a soft complaint, then turned back to Wei Zi and handed the gun back to her.

Wei Zi took the gun and said calmly, "That's enough for today. Today was just to show you how worthless you are. Tomorrow is when the lessons begin."

Xiao Wang didn't refute it. He missed the target almost every time at 30 meters and 50 meters, so there was really nothing to refute. He was indeed rubbish.

"Well then, Coach Wei, I'll be going now."

"Um."

It was almost time for the police station to close for the day. When Xiao Wang returned to the office area of ​​the third group, Zhuge Hong and the others had already returned from their patrol.

Upon seeing Xiao Wang, they immediately surrounded him, asking, "How was it? Coach Wei, wasn't he awesome?"

As Xiao Wang packed his things, he laughed and said, "That's awesome, really awesome."

Zhuge Hong listened and exchanged a glance with Wan Dachuan.

"Youngest brother, judging from your expression, you seem to be enjoying it. You're not going to give up after a while and have a mental breakdown, are you?"

"I'm perfectly fine, I'm leaving now."

After Xiao Wang finished speaking, he got up and walked out. As he turned the corner in the stairwell, he ran into Wen Lujia.

"How's the firearms training going?"

"very good."

"Very good?" Wen Lujia also looked puzzled.

"very good."

Xiao Wang replied casually as he walked out.

Wen Lujia was left standing there, puzzled. "Wait a minute, has Wei Zi changed her personality?"

After pausing for a moment, he turned and headed towards the firearms training hall.