Something’s Wrong with This Game — I Became a God by Mining!

“What does it matter that you have a crossbow bolt?”

Yang Ling said in surprise. “Go ahead and shoot then.”

With that, he directly loaded his hand crossbow.

His body, however, moved like a blur, constantly flickering within this small circle of about ten feet.

Back when he was mining, he had often done this, long accustomed to short-distance maneuvering.

Mian Zhengdong and the others saw this and their eyes lit up slightly, immediately realizing this was exactly how he had moved while digging out the Kylin Iron.

“So Chief Constable Yang was training his footwork at the same time back then!”

They suddenly understood.

Nangong Yue’s brow furrowed slightly. He hadn’t expected the other party’s footwork to be usable within such a small circle.

Whoosh!

The crossbow bolt shot past Yang Ling’s ear.

Missed!

Nangong Yue’s face darkened.

“Chief Constable Yang is so fast, such nimble footwork!”

“It was with this footwork that he achieved the grand slam!”

The Zhao State martial artists were filled with admiration.

By this time, Yang Ling had already loaded the bolt and drawn the string, aiming at Nangong Yue.

“Now I have a bolt and you don’t.”

“Hmph.”

Nangong Yue snorted coldly, staring intently at Yang Ling’s movements.

Yang Ling lifted his hand slightly, and Nangong Yue immediately reacted. Guessing his opponent’s prediction, he made a feint!

Whoosh! The crossbow bolt split the air!

Nangong Yue dodged left and right, then precisely and deliberately moved into the path of the bolt.

Pfft—

Another bolt struck his head, burying itself more than halfway in.

A trace of bewilderment flickered in Nangong Yue’s eyes. He said nothing.

He had clearly predicted his opponent’s actions, yet he had inexplicably moved right into the bolt himself.

This meant the other party had also accurately predicted his movements!

“I predicted your prediction.”

Yang Ling said with a faint smile. “No need for all these little tricks in front of me. When I say I’ll shoot you somewhere, that’s exactly where I’ll shoot you.”

As he spoke, he had already drawn the string again.

Every move Nangong Yue made was within his perception.

As long as the other party made the slightest movement, Yang Ling could determine his next several actions in an extremely short time.

“This time, I’m shooting both your feet!”

Nangong Yue’s expression changed slightly. Doubt and uncertainty churned in his mind. He couldn’t tell if the other party was telling the truth or bluffing.

Just then, he sensed Yang Ling had already pulled the trigger.

“Right foot!”

Nangong Yue detected it and reacted instantly.

Pfft—

The crossbow bolt struck his left foot.

“This time, I’m shooting your right foot!”

“He’s already loaded again!? That fast!?”

Nangong Yue didn’t have time to think. He stared at Yang Ling’s next move.

Whoosh—

Nangong Yue immediately dodged to the left!

Pfft—

The bolt embedded itself in his left foot.

“Ah, my aim was off.”

“This time, I really am shooting your right foot!”

A cold sweat broke out on Nangong Yue’s forehead.

He had no time to load his own hand crossbow anymore.

Without realizing it, he had fallen completely into a passive state, unable to find even a chance to fight back.

Whoosh—

Pfft!

The bolt sank into Nangong Yue’s left leg again!

“What kind of external technique did that guy cultivate!?”

“He seems to be from the Ironclad Department. Could it be the Ironclad Divine Armor Sutra?”

Whispers spread among the Zhao State martial artists.

Hearing this, Yun Ruo and the others had slightly flickering eyes.

They weren’t eager for Nangong Yue’s identity to be exposed.

It was genuinely embarrassing for the Ironclad Department.

Huikong looked at the Fourth Prince. “This Tong Wu…”

The Fourth Prince nodded. “He’s a Seventh-Rank Ironclad of the Ironclad Department.

He’s also a Rong Tribe spy. The internal technique he cultivates is precisely the Ironclad Department’s Ironclad Divine Armor Sutra.”

“Sss—”

Everyone gasped sharply. They never expected a Rong Tribe spy to have infiltrated the Ironclad Department all the way to such a high position!

The expressions of Dongfang Haojie and the Divine Sect disciples improved a bit.

The Heavenly Wolf Guard had spread their poison evenly. They had not only planted a spy like Tong Shi in the Divine Sect but also arranged for a Tong Wu in the Ironclad Department.

Comparing that way, the Divine Sect wasn’t too humiliated.

“This time, I’m shooting your kidney!”

“!”

Nangong Yue forced himself to focus, trying to dodge the bolt.

In an extremely short span of time, he made several feints.

Yet Yang Ling still didn’t pull the trigger.

Watching this scene, Nangong Yue looked exactly like a monkey to everyone.

The Zhao State martial artists never expected that, in the use of hand crossbows, the Copper Generation spy of the Heavenly Wolf Guard would be utterly crushed.

The Rong tribe’s Seventh-Rank expert also had a face as dark as iron.

Too humiliating. They couldn’t believe the legendary Tong Wu was so useless.

How could someone like this even be worthy of the Copper Generation?

Yang Ling continued to watch Nangong Yue’s various tricks, but in reality, his gaze wasn’t on Nangong Yue at all. His perception was the true key to his aim.

Nangong Yue’s countless feints were completely ignored by Yang Ling.

Yang Ling suddenly pulled the trigger.

Nangong Yue immediately twisted his body, contorting through several different positions.

And then he perfectly and precisely took the bolt in his kidney.

At that moment, beads of sweat as large as beans dripped down his forehead.

Tong Yi’s expression was grave. “Tong Wu, you can concede now.

This person has cultivated the Heaven’s Will Divine Blade. In this aspect, you’re no match for him.”

“I still have many chances!”

Nangong Yue let out a low, instinctive roar.

Tong Yi’s face darkened. “Get back here. Stop making a spectacle of yourself! You’ve disgraced the Heavenly Wolf Guard Commander!”

Nangong Yue was slightly startled. He snapped fully back to his senses and immediately chose to concede.

“I concede!”

He hesitated for a moment, left the Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Daggers where they lay, then turned and returned to Tong Yi’s side, his face pale and his eyes somewhat evasive.

“Too bad. If not for the Ironclad Divine Armor Sutra, those last few bolts would have been enough to kill him.”

“Still, it let me get more familiar with using perception in this way.”

Yang Ling thought to himself.

He could now be certain of one thing: in a fight where strength and agility were comparable,

the higher one’s Spirit was, the greater their chance of victory!

Because as long as the side with higher Spirit had enough experience, they could completely predict their opponent’s attack patterns.

This was a crushing blow in terms of mental awareness and technique!

Seeing this, the Fourth Prince said to Li Huaiyi, “Go and bring the flying daggers to Chief Constable Yang.”

Li Huaiyi was taken aback. He ran over to retrieve the daggers, then handed them to Yang Ling before returning to stand by the Fourth Prince’s side, feeling secretly displeased.

He was a Seventh-Rank expert too. Was he only fit to be an errand boy now!

As soon as the flying daggers touched his hand, Yang Ling immediately inspected them one by one.

Each Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Dagger was very heavy.

About three times heavier than ordinary flying daggers.

This meant a lot of high-quality materials had been mixed into them.

“For an ordinary martial artist, these flying daggers wouldn’t be as good to use as normal ones.”

“But they’re perfect for me.”

Yang Ling chuckled, stowing the flying daggers into his belt, then glanced at the Frost Force Bear not far away.

That creature immediately lifted its head, staring at Yang Ling with uncertainty and intense wariness.

“Tong Yi, it seems none of your men are much of a talent.”

The Fourth Prince smiled. “If the Heavenly Wolf Guard is all at this level, you’d best learn to lie low and behave in Zhao State from now on. Don’t come out acting like jumping clowns.”

The Rong tribe spies all had faces like iron, remaining silent.

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