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

When we arrived at Wei Zi's area of ​​the firearms training hall, Wei Zi was already waiting for us.

She still dressed in a youthful and vibrant style, but with a hint of maturity.

It's like a woman who longs to hold onto her youth, yet also yearns to become a young married woman.

"You're late today. If you're late again, don't bother coming next time," Wei Zi said coldly to Xiao Wang.

"Something came up today and I was held up."

"I don't care what your business is, but you can't be late."

"Yes, it won't happen again."

Wei Zi glanced at Xiao Wang twice, "Today we will continue our theoretical studies."

After speaking, Wei Zi got up from the recliner and walked into the training room.

Xiao Wang followed her inside. Wei Zi's outfit today completely revealed her waistline. Xiao Wang watched from the side and noticed that Wei Zi's abs were very defined, without a single bit of excess fat. Her slender waist made her pert buttocks even more prominent, round, perky, and very full.

Wei Zi walked ahead, as if realizing something, and turned to look at Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang quickly looked away.

"Is it beautiful?" Wei Zi asked directly.

Xiao Wang was taken aback for a moment, then pretended to ask, "Coach, what did you say?"

"Keep pretending, my waistline, does it look good?"

Xiao Wang hadn't expected Wei Zi to be so direct, without any hesitation or affectation, and couldn't help but admire her personality even more.

However, I now understand why others are wary of Coach Wei.

Such a personality is indeed not something that ordinary people can control.

"It's beautiful. This is the first time I've ever seen such a perfect waistline and such a perfect waist-to-hip ratio." Xiao Wang relaxed a little and replied in a relaxed tone.

The next second, a small black leather whip came straight for his face.

It also made a crackling sound as it cut through the air.

It was incredibly fast, like a small black snake, flashing through the air and arriving right in front of him.

However, Xiao Wang was no pushover either; in terms of martial arts cultivation alone, he was superior to Wei Zi.

Xiao Wang reacted extremely quickly, tilting his head to dodge the small leather whip.

Then, with his right hand, he caught the small leather whip and held it in his hand.

Then, with a forceful tug, he pulled Wei Zi directly into his arms.

The two immediately assumed an overlapping posture, very close together. Xiao Wang's warm breath brushed against Wei Zi's neck, and her high ponytail swept across Xiao Wang's cheek, releasing a fragrant breeze.

"Coach, you can't be angry."

Xiao Wang said with a hint of smugness, but the next second, he shut up.

Because he felt a hard object pressing against his lower abdomen, and then Wei Zi slowly walked away, and after the two were a little distance apart, Xiao Wang saw that a black pistol was pointed at his lower abdomen.

"Can't you get angry? Should I move down a little?" Wei Zi's expression remained relatively calm throughout, but now she had a smug, provocative look on her face.

"Coach, coach, I was wrong. I just couldn't stop myself because of my martial arts fighting habits."

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old? What, you have the desire but not the courage?"

"Coach, I swear to God, I had absolutely no wicked intentions, I only had lustful thoughts."

Xiao Wang knew that at this point in time, if you told her you were interested in her, she would pretend to be angry; but if you told her you weren't interested, she would be genuinely angry.

Their pride and confidence in their beauty make them never feel that they are inferior in terms of attractiveness.

A gun license is important.

Wei Zi was taken aback by Xiao Wang's words.

"You smooth talker, hurry up and come in for class."

As Wei Zi spoke, she put away her pistol and her small black leather whip.

Xiao Wang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would have to be more discreet next time he looked.

Wei Zi walked to the front and pointed to a sign on the right again, "Move that over here."

Xiao Wang moved the sign next to Wei Zi and looked at it; it was a diagram of a shooting trajectory.

After placing the diagram, return to your chair and sit down.

"Today's theoretical study is just this one thing: ballistics. There are many related theories. Different geographical environments, different weather conditions, and many other external factors can have a significant impact on shooting. But since you are not in a military or police academy, and you only need to take a gun license exam, learning ballistics is enough."

Xiao Wang listened attentively, his eyes fixed on the diagram. It wasn't that the diagram had anything particularly attractive about it, but rather that he was trying to recall something while looking at it.

Formula for parabolic motion.

"Different distances and different firing angles require different firing trajectories to hit the target..."

Wei Zi talked on and on, sometimes gesturing to the diagram, sometimes glancing at Xiao Wang. Seeing that Xiao Wang was completely absorbed and focused, she became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke.

As Xiao Wang listened, he tried to recall the formula. After a painful search of his memory, he finally remembered it.

As he listened to Wei Zi's explanation, although there were diagrams, there were no formulas at all. They were all visual examples based on experience. For example, at a distance of thirty meters, what position to aim at for a horizontal shot, and what position to aim at for an angle, were all derived from actual measurement experience.

"Did you remember?"

After recounting a long list of numerical values ​​derived from experience, Wei Zi looked at Xiao Wang and asked, and the values ​​she mentioned were all experience-summarized data from shooting at 10 meters, 30 meters, and 50 meters for the gun license examination.

"Coach, I have a question." Xiao Wang did not answer Wei Zi's question directly, but instead raised a doubt.

"explain."

"If an enemy is standing 41 meters away, how should you shoot and kill them?"

"This is not a problem you need to consider right now. You don't need to test your gun license at 41 meters."

"If I get a gun license, but the enemy isn't standing 10, 30, or 50 meters away, then what's the point of getting the license?"

Wei Zi stared at Xiao Wang, speechless for a moment. She knew he was right, but she didn't know the exact value of 41 meters.

After a pause, he could only say, "Those are things you can do with repeated practice later."

Are you sure?

Wei Zi looked at Xiao Wang, "Come with me."

As he spoke, he walked out of the training room and came to the shooting range.

Xiao Wang followed behind her.

"Watch closely." Wei Zi said, pulling out her pistol and starting to shoot at the target opposite her, moving back, forth, left, and right as she fired.

The magazine was changed once in between.

Bang bang bang!

They only stopped after firing a full twenty bullets.

"If you can't do it, it just means you're trash," Wei Zi said calmly after finishing her act.

Xiao Wang looked at the target and saw that all his shots hit the bullseye. Although a few shots were off target, they were all within the bullseye. If it were a real person, it wouldn't affect his eventual death.

"Any more questions?" Wei Zi asked Xiao Wang.

Xiao Wang now understands why gun licenses are so expensive. Training based entirely on experience, with bullets being fired like they're free, is bound to be pricey.

"No, but Coach, would you like to hit the target from 80 meters away?"