Chapter 114 Motorcycle and Pistol [Fifth Update]

Although she returned to Academy City, Bai Jing did not stay long. In order to improve Yu Nian's telekinesis, she needed the help of some technological equipment to help her improve the "Ultimate Telekinetic Qigong" she created.

But Bai Jing doesn't need to do so. He just needs to slowly comprehend the profound meaning of Shura Dao. With the 'concept of death' constantly devouring his vitality, it makes no difference to him where he practices.

So, Bai Jing embarked on a journey, not using the power of the magnetic field, but riding a motorcycle, with two pistols in his hands as "weapons of self-defense".

Um.
He had wanted to play like this for a long time in the past, and now he finally had the time to "play", because at this moment Bai Jing's realm was already extremely high, and what he lacked was the final understanding.

As long as he achieves this final realization, his future magnetic field strength will be able to reach 990,000 horsepower almost unhindered.

"Bang bang bang-"

At this moment, Bai Jing kept pulling the trigger in his hand, shooting bullets one after another.

It was more like a hand cannon than a pistol. Even heavy armor and tanks were easily torn apart by the bullets in Bai Jing's hand, and the bullets took the lives of these unknown people in front of him.

"Bullshit! Something's wrong. What's with the gun in that guy's hand?!"

"Such strong firepower, Boss! We can't resist it!"

"That damn guy is a user with special abilities! Maybe he has some kind of telekinesis. We can't hurt him unless we break through that barrier!"

With the death of Harvey Walker, the world's three poles were better off and more or less able to maintain order, but some small countries fell into chaos, and order, countries and nations disappeared at this moment.

What can occupy reason and morality are the guns, tank armor, various weapons and - super powers!

The armed separatism and warlord fighting that only occurred in some small third world countries in the past have now spread to almost the entire world.

Might is everything. People without power are slaughtered like leeks. No, not leeks. After all, leeks still have roots left, but these regimes will not do so.

Even if you are just walking on the street, you may encounter some armed robbers, just like the people who appear in front of Bai Jing now. They are holding all kinds of weapons and driving tanks and armored vehicles to occupy the road here, burning, killing and looting at will.

Unfortunately they encountered White Mirror.

Even if he didn't use the power of the magnetic field, the protective force that naturally formed around him was enough to make Bai Jing ignore all attacks from weapons and abilities: although he could not hurt himself even if he concentrated the magnetic field power.

But if you do that, your motorcycle and the clothes on your body will be damaged.

What's more, an attack of this level alone cannot consume Bai Jing's power flow at all. Even if Bai Jing does not recover, his power flow always remains at the peak without any consumption.

——If you want to make Bai Jing consume his power flow, you need a move from at least an S-level ability user.

Those bullets, artillery shells and special ability users' moves couldn't even get close to him, so those people thought he was a telekinetic ability user.

Without deliberately aiming or even shooting at people, Bai Jing used his pistol to repeatedly penetrate and destroy the robbers' tanks, armor and other equipment, watching the flames and explosions that erupted under his bullets.

"Well what a shame."

Looking at the black gun in his hand, Bai Jing did not use the power of the magnetic field. Instead, he relied on his complete realm and muscle strength to throw the black gun in his hand with a clever force.

Bang bang bang bang————

The next moment, the black gun drew an arc and blew the heads of the remaining dozen or so armed robbers apart!
Only the last gangster was left. He looked at the black gun dropped in front of him with fear at first and then surprise.

He wanted to pick up the gun, but it was so heavy that he had to use both hands to lift it. But that was good, that was good! Looking at the white mirror in front of him who didn't move, the gangster laughed: "Go to hell now!"

boom----!
The trigger was pulled and the bullet was fired, but before it could reach Bai Jing, it was destroyed by the magnetic field force. What was even more terrifying was the person who pulled the trigger.

Although he successfully pulled the trigger, the horrific recoil shattered the bandit's arms, and the remaining recoil completely shattered his chest and internal organs: "This..."

He wanted to say something, but his injuries were not enough to sustain him. He barely managed to utter a word before he died. "."

Bai Jing looked at the black gun that fell on the ground but did not pick it up.

Although it is powerful and can easily tear apart a tank's armor, ordinary people can even threaten some A-level ability users specializing in defense with this weapon.

But it's a bit boring for Bai Jing.

The most boring thing is the 'recoil', which is too light, too light.

The caliber of the gun in his hand was increased, and the appearance did not change much. While ensuring his handsome appearance, he ignored the recoil that could kill people and increased the power of the pistol as much as possible.

But even so, pulling the trigger felt to Bai Jing like he was using a toy gun, and for him, that little bit of recoil was almost non-existent.

And when a gun has no recoil at all, and there is no feeling when pulling the trigger, this gun is not a good [toy], and the feel is too bad: "Maybe someone will develop a nuclear pistol in the future, and with that recoil, I should be able to feel something. Now this gun is too boring."

What a pity.

Happiness disappears before you have a chance to experience it.

"I didn't expect that there would be such robberies even around Academy City." After killing the enemy, Bai Jing looked at the cars nearby and said, "This direction, Zankelly, are you going to Academy City?"

"Yes."

Although they were hijacked by armed robbers, the convoy did not panic. The first person to respond to Bai Jing's words was a little boy of about five or six years old. He looked at the black gun that Bai Jing had thrown away and said, "Thank you for your help. It will take us a long time to deal with it."

"Going to Academy City at this time?" Bai Jing felt it was interesting, but he still hadn't used his mind-reading ability. He rarely used this ability: "It's already November, and Academy City will be in a semi-closed state until August next year."

If it was a freight vehicle, it would be normal. The problem was that the children in the vehicle, a five-year-old boy and an eleven-year-old girl, chose to go to Academy City at this time.
His interest piqued, he used the power of the magnetic field a little to try to read minds, but the result was - he couldn't read minds.

A very interesting thing is that these people all wear some bracelets that look like technological devices. The bracelets allow them to completely hide their inner emotions, making the abilities of psychics ineffective, and also preventing Bai Jing from reading their inner thoughts.

Can technological creations achieve this level in this era?
Would you still say that it is also a product of super powers?

"Hmm, I didn't expect to meet such a person just after leaving Academy City." He didn't destroy their bracelets to forcefully read their minds. If he couldn't do it, then forget it. Bai Jing didn't intend to forcefully read their minds.

I started the train and prepared to continue my journey, looking at the world that was beginning to become chaotic.

Buzz——————

The motorcycle made a restless sound and soon disappeared in front of the convoy. The little boy looked in the direction where Bai Jing left and said, "Doesn't he want the gun anymore? Help me get it. I'm interested."

"Hmm." A sturdy man nearly two meters tall got out of the car and tried to pick up the pistol stuck in the sand with one hand. However, he not only failed to pick it up, but also stumbled and almost fell down: "What is this? Why is this gun so heavy--?"

"It should be made of a special alloy material." The little boy said, "If an ordinary person uses this gun, even if they pull the trigger reluctantly, the final result will just be like the man just now being blown up. This is not a weapon that a normal human can use."

"But he just threw the weapon away. Maybe to him it can't be called a weapon, but just a toy, and a not-so-fun toy at that."

The sturdy man was stunned and thought about it. Bai Jing had been holding the gun with one hand before, and he didn't feel any trembling. Although he saw the gangster being beaten into a pulp by the recoil, he thought it was some kind of high-tech weapon. Could it be a simple accumulation of material caliber?

Did the gangster die simply from recoil?

With cold sweat pouring down his face, he was glad that he did not follow his feeling and pull the trigger to give it a try, because if there was still a bullet inside, the moment he pulled the trigger would be the moment his life ended.

"Do you know who he is?" the little boy Chen Zhenping asked the other girl in the car, "He should be about 3.6 meters tall. With such height and strength, he is definitely not an unknown person."

(End of this chapter)