Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 142: 142 Registering a Weibo Account During a Fight (Second Update)

Chapter 142: Chapter 142 Registering a Weibo Account During a Fight (Second Update)

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Feng Jun heard the other party’s roar, and he knew, the one who had shouted had the authority to command four martial masters.

In other words, that person’s identity was definitely not simple. It was very likely that he was a high-rank martial master, or even… an Innate Expert.

But so what? He didn’t regard this person with any consideration, instead, he turned the gun barrel and aimed at the high-rank martial master.

The high-rank martial master was also terrified by the sound of the hand grenade explosion.

The enemy having a firearm capable of rapid fire was one thing, but to be able to… cause an explosion?

He was a bit more knowledgeable and knew that not all explosions were necessarily the work of Thunder Techniques, but it could be… some other Technique!

When he came on this mission, he had already imagined that the opponent might have inherited something from an Immortal. Every time he thought about the possibility of himself getting a hold of Immortal Techniques, he couldn’t suppress the excitement in his heart: The Tian Family was finally going to have Immortal Techniques.

However, when he truly witnessed the possible “Immortal Technique,” a sense of awe towards Immortals instantly surged in his heart, like a bucket of ice water being poured over his head.

Originally, he wanted to step forward to avenge Lang Zhen, but at this moment his entire body felt icy cold, his limbs stiff, and he couldn’t muster the courage to rush forward.

When he saw the thin barrel once again point towards him, he cried out in alarm and shifted horizontally to the side with astonishing speed.

However, his speed, no matter how fast, was ultimately too close to Feng Jun and the others, not even fifty meters apart.

At such a distance, it was impossible for him to dodge bullets.

Feng Jun knew the opponent had body protection on his upper body, so he sprayed bullets at the opponent’s legs. Three or four rounds fired in succession, one of the bullets striking the inner side of the opponent’s thigh, raising a large spray of blood.

It could be said that the high-rank martial master’s legs had little protection, but in truth, he didn’t need it. At his level of cultivation, he could effectively use his qi for protection.

His legs were hit by three bullets, two of which he managed to withstand with his qi, only feeling some pain. He might experience some redness or even bruising later.

Martial practitioners began the process of body tempering when they were just martial artists, otherwise the pills they took would not be called Body Tempering Pills.

But the bullet that hit the inner side of his thigh was something the high-rank martial master truly couldn’t withstand. It was harder to channel qi to that area, the skin was thinner, and when struck by a bullet, it was normal for blood to flow from the wound.

In fact, from another perspective, this was not hard to understand.

Feng Jun was now an intermediate-level martial master. Once he became a high-rank martial master, able to withstand bullets shot from several tens of meters away, especially 7.62 mm bullets, he would already be a bug-like existence if he could do so. That his inner thigh couldn’t withstand it was normal, wasn’t it?

However, for this high-rank martial master, the idea that a hidden weapon without inner qi could breach his defenses was terrifying.

Especially unfortunate was the fact that the femoral artery was located on the inner thigh, and this bullet had just grazed it.

It must be pointed out: martial masters summoning their inner qi for protection have a technique called “transporting qi and blood.”

The femoral artery is a major artery in the human body. When blood is in high-speed circulation and the vessel is punctured, the resulting scene is unimaginable, and the bleeding is unstoppable.

The high-rank martial master’s leg blood sprayed out to three meters away!

At this moment, even if he wanted to kill his opponent, he had to stop to treat his wound first, not to mention, he might not even have the guts to continue fighting.

Seeing him fleeing for his life, Feng Jun temporarily spared him and turned his head towards the martial master who was fighting with the Deng Family Brothers.

However, before he could figure out what was happening, he felt a darkness above him as a figure flew over from the sky.

The one who came was none other than the Innate Expert, Minister Luo.

Once a martial practitioner achieves the status of Innate Expert, he can connect with the qi of heaven and earth outside his body through his own, facilitating a seamless flow of inner qi within his body that never ends and is self-sustaining, without worrying about running out of inner qi.

The most obvious trait was that an Innate Expert could remain aloft for a short period.

Minister Luo came flying in the air, displaying his strength and at the same time applying pressure on the opponent: Damn it, do you see? I am an Innate Expert!

Of course, just showing off wasn’t enough. He stretched out a palm, made a light dismissing wave towards Feng Jun and snorted disdainfully, “A mere grain of rice also dares to shine?”

This was a genuine palm strike, not any fighting skill, but a true display of overwhelming power.

A tremendous amount of inner qi struck towards Feng Jun, accompanied by great pressure.

It was also an external release of inner qi—his palm strike was far stronger than Feng Jun’s Skyward Finger strike.

Feng Jun’s expression changed, and as he madly pulled the trigger at the opponent, he also shouted, “You’re courting death!”

Seeing this strange device spitting flames frantically, Minister Luo was somewhat helpless: While these little metal particles weren’t very powerful… you couldn’t ignore their number.

He believed that the device wouldn’t break through a high-rank martial artist’s defense and certainly would be ineffective against him. But even the sturdiest fortress, when faced with saturation bombing, would make those inside uneasy—quantity can lead to a change in quality.

So with a wave of his hand, his vast inner qi immediately brushed aside the dozen or so metal hidden weapons.

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Seeing that his response had worked, Minister Luo couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief, “Indeed, it was a weaker attack.”

But the very next moment, his face darkened, and he spoke out sternly, “How dare you, boy, to strike at me… today, you shall not be spared!”

No matter what, as an Innate Expert, being actively attacked by a martial master was absolutely intolerable.

Moreover, Minister Luo had his suspicions—could there be an Immortal supporting the other party?

Being at the pinnacle of martial cultivators, he had heard rumors claiming there were no Immortals in the world. But he was certain that there indeed were some Immortals in the Mortal World, either to experience worldly emotions or to expand their horizons.

Think about it, he was extremely envious of the resources in Feng Jun’s hands, yet he feared that the other might not have just received an inheritance from an Immortal but had the support of a real Immortal Family—perhaps they just preferred not to show themselves.

To eliminate future troubles, he didn’t bother to inquire about the other’s background and decisively launched an attack, planning to kill Feng Jun on the spot before his identity was revealed.

That way, even if an Immortal came to settle scores with him in the future, he would have a solid excuse.

—It’s not that I don’t respect the Immortals. It’s just that the other party never revealed their Immortal background.

As for why I acted so swiftly and ruthlessly? The reason is simple, he had injured my people in succession. If I don’t punish him severely, how can I uphold the dignity of us Innate Martial Cultivators?

You Immortals have your dignity to uphold, but we Innate Experts in this earthly world are also top existences just next to you!

Since he couldn’t contain his greed, the safest choice was to kill the other as quickly as possible.

He struck with his palm, but was shocked to discover that the other had vanished without a trace. He couldn’t help but be alarmed, “Where is he?”

Witnessing this, even a fool like him could guess what had happened: he had hit a huge snag—the other party was an Immortal!

As for whether this Immortal had acquired the legacy of an Immortal or came from an Immortal Family background, it didn’t matter anymore. What mattered was: the other party had mastered Immortal Techniques!

If it wasn’t for Immortal Techniques, how could one disappear without a trace in plain sight?

However, the disappearance seemed to be just for an instant. The next moment, Feng Jun’s figure reappeared.

He had entered the Cultivation Space purely to dodge that palm because the power of that strike was too great. He didn’t even have room to escape; he had no choice but to reluctantly leave the space.

Once out of the space and back in the real world, he went straight to his computer and started searching Baidu for various methods that could strike from the air.

There were quite a few such methods, such as net guns and drones that could be used for ramming.

Feng Jun owned drones, but he felt that the defenses of an Innate Expert were just too high, and since they could strike from the air, they could probably destroy a drone from a great distance away.

As for the net gun, it might be usable, but it was too slow and had a short range. Plus, Innate Experts were not only agile but also floated in the air more than ten meters high, which made it hard to reach them.

Moreover, the area covered by a net gun was just a few square meters. If it could be custom-made, it could possibly be larger, and the range could be modified to be longer, but the slow speed was a weakness that was difficult to overcome.

If it was too fast, it would collide before the net could deploy. What use would that be?

No wonder Innate Experts were considered the peak existences in the mortal realm; they really weren’t easy to deal with.

After thinking for a while, he casually registered an ID on Weibo.

This time, he was too late to ask for advice, but next time, he planned to post some interesting stuff and gain a following. Then he could ask questions and “await online, quite urgent.”

He analyzed some other methods as well, but in the end, there were no assured countermeasures.

Thus, he could only try to tap into his potential based on the current conditions.

After much pondering, he came up with an idea: if the other’s palm missed me, and he saw me disappear… he would at least be stunned, right?

Then, that moment of stun would be my opportunity.

Having thought of that, he began preparing. First, he dug out the Lei Guan and TNT hidden in the villa—a two-kilogram TNT package along with a Lei Guan with an extremely short fuse, placing them within reach.

Then he entered the Cultivation Space.

Because he hadn’t wasted any time, he was still facing the imminent palm strike.

Immediately after, he entered another mobile phone’s WeChat contact list and browsed through it, choosing Sister Hong’s room.

Upon activating the camera, everything was dark on her end; it was unclear whether Sister Hong’s phone had run out of battery.

Feng Jun immediately left the room. He went to the friends list and then entered Ye Qingyi’s room, turning on the camera.

Xiao Yezi was staring blankly at her mobile phone, with Li Dafu’s display cabinet behind her, clearly indicating she was at work.