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Before the morning mist had completely dissipated, Wu Changfeng was already standing at the entrance to Black Wind Pass.

He took the iron-tipped gun out of his backpack.

The shaft is made of hardwood, feels heavy in the hand, and the tip of the spear gleams faintly.

This is the perfect time to use these bandits to sharpen our weapons.

The way you hold a gun is different from how you hold a sword. Your hands are positioned one in front of the other, with the front hand loosely gripping and the back hand firmly holding the gun, the tip pointing diagonally towards the ground.

Wu Changfeng recalled the basic stances that Wang Hu had taught him—stabbing, thrusting, picking, and circling.

It's very simple, but to use it smoothly in actual combat, you have to practice it with blood and sweat.

He carried his gun and walked along the familiar mountain path from yesterday.

On the outer rocky slope, many players were already teaming up to fight monsters.

Shouts and the clanging of weapons rose and fell, making it even more lively than yesterday—it seems quite a few people were leveling up all night.

Wu Changfeng did not stop and walked straight through those battle groups.

Several players noticed him walking alone into the depths with a long spear and cast surprised glances at him, but they were quickly forced to look away by the bandits in front of them.

The further in you go, the denser the forest becomes, and the more rugged the mountain path becomes.

The number of bandits had not decreased, but they were noticeably more concentrated. They often patrolled in groups of three to five, near a relatively open depression or pile of stones.

Wu Changfeng glanced at the group of three people who were closest to him. They had the words "Black Wind Raid Bandits" above their heads and their level was 6.

Sure enough, as they ventured deeper, the monsters' levels increased. They were genuine bandits.

He found a corner and stood still.

Twenty paces ahead, the three level 6 bandits were gathered around the embers of a small campfire, cursing and swearing.

Wu Changfeng took a deep breath, gripped the gun barrel tightly with both hands, and stepped forward.

The sound of footsteps crunching on dry branches startled the bandits. All three turned around at the same time, a fierce glint in their eyes.

"court death!"

The closest knife-wielding bandit was the first to pounce, his blade slicing through the air, aimed straight at the face.

Wu Changfeng neither dodged nor evaded, but instead used his waist and legs to generate power, pushing hard with his rear hand while maintaining steady control with his front hand—a straight thrust that was as basic as it could be!

The spear flashed like a dragon.

The iron-tipped spear transformed into a blurry black shadow, striking first despite being behind, and plunged deep into his chest before the bandit's knife could even fall.

-131!

A shockingly bright red number shot up.

The bandit's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt. His eyes widened as he looked down at the gun barrel embedded in his chest, his face filled with disbelief.

Wu Changfeng himself raised an eyebrow slightly.

He knew his arm strength was as high as 93 points, so his damage output would definitely be high.

But I never expected it to be this high—one shot, instant kill.

The bandit's health bar was instantly emptied, his body went limp, and he turned into white light.

[Defeat the bandits of Black Wind Pass and gain 35 experience points.]

Basic marksmanship proficiency +126.

The system notification was indifferently swiped past.

The other two bandits, seeing this, were both shocked and enraged. One wielded a stick, and the other a knife, and they pounced on the enemy at the same time.

Wu Changfeng withdrew his gun, the tip spraying a spray of blood.

He slid sideways to avoid the wooden sticks swept by the bandits, swung his gun barrel in a circular motion to deflect the blade slashing at him from another man, and then flicked his wrist, the tip of the gun shooting out like a venomous snake.

-124!

The thief wielding the stick was shot in the throat, his health bar plummeted, and he staggered backward, clutching his neck.

Wu Changfeng gave his opponent no chance to breathe, sheathed his gun and thrust again, this time aiming for the heart.

-128!

The second person fell.

The last knife-wielding bandit had rushed forward, the blade whistling as it slashed towards Wu Changfeng's shoulder.

Instead of retreating, Wu Changfeng advanced, taking half a step forward with his right foot and slightly turning his body to narrowly avoid the blade. At the same time, he released the gun barrel with his left hand and gripped the butt of the gun with his right hand, delivering a fierce horizontal sweep that slammed the gun barrel solidly into the bandit's ribs.

-103!

Although it wasn't a spearhead thrust, the damage from this attack was still terrifying, thanks to the arm strength boost of 93 points.

The bandit was knocked back two steps, and Wu Changfeng had already gripped his gun with both hands again, delivering a clean and swift thrust to end the fight.

-129!

A third beam of white light rose.

The whole process took less than ten seconds.

All three level 6 bandits were wiped out.

Wu Changfeng stood holding his gun, slightly out of breath.

It's not that I'm tired, it's just a temporary reaction caused by a surge of adrenaline.

He glanced at the combat log. Three thrusts, each dealing over 120 damage.

That sweeping attack also dealt 103 points. And the total health of these three bandits is estimated to be around 130.

In the distance, a squad of players who were besieging two bandits happened to witness this scene.

Five people, two in the front holding the line, and three attacking from the sides, it was a tough fight.

One of the bandits' health bars was only half gone, and some of them were already retreating with low health and eating steamed buns.

Then they saw a player dressed in dirty, coarse clothes, carrying a long spear, charging alone into the middle of the three bandits. His spear moved like a dragon, and with a few "poof poof poof" sounds, three white lights appeared.

The whole scene is clean, crisp, and even has a somewhat cruel beauty.

All five people froze for a moment.

"What...fuck?" The swordsman at the front gaped in disbelief.

"What kind of damage?!" The swordsman on the side nearly popped his eyes out. "One shot, one kill? Instant kill?"

"How high is his level? How good is his equipment?"

"He's cheating!"

"Hang it up my head! This is 'A Dream of Jianghu,' you try running it yourself!"

While the group was still in shock, the wounded bandit seized the opportunity and slashed the stunned swordsman on the shoulder.

-41!

"Ouch, damn it!" The swordsman grimaced in pain, his health instantly dropping to almost zero. He scrambled backward, crying out, "Heal...heal me!"

"Screw you, hurry up and take your medicine!"

The group was in a flurry of activity and dared not be distracted. They finally managed to wear down the two bandits.

When they turned back, panting, to look for the figure of the burly man with the long spear, they found that he had already disappeared.

The fact that there were only three corpses on the ground that hadn't respawned proves that what just happened wasn't an illusion.

"Damn... who is this god-tier player?" The swordsman munched on a steamed bun, still shaken. "His damage output... all five of us combined couldn't match his, right?"

"He must be a core fighter trained by a big guild, here specifically to level up," the swordsman said sourly. "Look at his marksmanship, even though it's just a few thrusts and sweeps, it's incredibly steady. He must have practiced in real life."

"Everyone else is going deeper into the game, let's just stick to grinding here..."

Wu Changfeng was unaware of the players' discussion and didn't care.

He was carrying a gun, climbing up the increasingly steep mountain path.

The surrounding trees were denser, blocking out the light and making it appear gloomy.

Man-made stone mounds and rudimentary barricades began to appear on both sides of the mountain road.

The monster's level has increased again.

Black Wind Raid Bandits

[Level: 7]

With a thicker health bar, its attack power is also stronger.

Wu Changfeng stopped and looked around.

This is a relatively open clearing in the woods, at a higher elevation, from which you can see the faint outline of buildings hidden in the deeper mountain valley—that should be the mountain god temple.

The number of level 7 bandits roaming around this open space has increased significantly; a quick sweep revealed more than a dozen.

More importantly, there are no other players here.

It seems that most people are still farming level 4-6 monsters on the outskirts, or slowly advancing in groups.

There are probably very few people like him who can venture deep into this place alone and efficiently farm monsters.

Wu Changfeng's lips curled up slightly.

No one's stealing the monsters, that's perfect.

He found a spot with his back against the rock wall to ensure his safety, and then walked towards the two nearest level 7 bandits.

Gunfire erupts once more.

-135! -138!

Two shots, two streaks of white light.

My experience points jumped by 80, and my marksmanship proficiency increased by 252.

Very efficient.

He glanced at the skill bar; his marksmanship proficiency was already at [Minor Success 156/2000].

At this rate, it won't be long before we break through.