Chapter 1046: Chapter 1046

"Hmph, let’s talk about it after we’re done here. It seems like we’re eager to join the Inspection Team."

Shen Yan snorted unhappily; she was a free-spirited assassin who knew little about martial arts affairs.

Gao Ya and Ouyang Xiao frowned; they both had their organizations behind them and were very interested in the conditions Tang Ming offered.

"Cough, cough, have you finished discussing?"

Zhou Xiong coughed twice and had to interject, "Although Group Leader Tang found three sharpshooters, we’re still short by three people. I could only choose three from the Dark Group... Hope you all put in some effort."

Tang Ming then looked towards the other three mysterious figures fiddling with firearms. Judging by their actions, though they understood the principles of firearms, none seemed to be experts.

He then looked at the six mysterious figures on the Ming Group’s side. Each appeared calm and composed, clearly full of confidence.

"We lost half the battle before it even started."

Tang Ming couldn’t help but complain, looking grudgingly at Ouyang Xiao, "I don’t believe your organization doesn’t have other sharpshooters. Why not send a few more over?"

"Stop complaining. Who knows what you need so many shooters for?"

Ouyang Xiao pouted and glanced at Shen Yan, "Both Shen Yan and I are from the organization, which at least makes two people. The organization is already giving you a lot of face."

"Exactly, when it comes to playing with guns, I alone can handle ten of them."

Shen Yan patted her gun pouch, speaking with full confidence.

"What’s done is done, we can only strive hard now."

Tang Ming chuckled, secretly deciding to perform well this time.

On the other side, Fu Tianyou walked up to Wan Yong and the others, exuding a murderous aura: "You should all have received the items, don’t use them unless it’s critical. But if you get the chance to hit Tang Xin, do it with all your might."

"Understood, Director Fu, we will certainly try our best."

Zhao Tianba nodded repeatedly.

Qian Bujun looked murderously towards Lin Canghai’s direction. If there was an opportunity in this team battle to eliminate Lin Canghai, he definitely wouldn’t hold back.

"Dad, this is a simulated combat. If we actually shoot Tang Xin to death with firearms, wouldn’t it cause trouble?"

Fu Renjie looked anxiously at Fu Tianyou.

"Don’t worry, there’s no recording system for this match. No one can see what happens after you enter the battlefield; outsiders can only see your score changes on the big screen. So even if you eliminate people inside, outsiders won’t know what’s happening."

Fu Tianyou quietly reminded, "If you can eliminate Tang Xin, I’ll find a way to cover for you, provided it’s elimination, not just injury. Otherwise, if you’re caught using real guns, it could be quite troublesome."

This was the final match and the last chance for the Ming Group to remove Tang Ming!

Therefore, Fu Tianyou secretly equipped Wan Yong and the others with real guns to allow them a chance to take down Tang Ming in complex terrain.

"Alright, if I get the chance, I’ll make sure to take out that bastard."

Fu Renjie grumbled viciously.

"Of course, killing needs opportunity; your primary goal should still be scoring."

After giving some instructions, Fu Tianyou pointed to the six people behind him and said with a cold laugh:

"These six sharpshooters were recruited by our Ming Group within the past three years, proficient in firearm combat. As long as you follow them, you’ll certainly leave the Ming Group’s opponents in disarray."

"Please take care of us, young sirs."

The six immediately bowed respectfully to Fu Renjie and the others.

Fu Renjie nodded continuously, while Wan Yong, Zhao Tianba, and Qian Bujun showed disdain.

For powerful martial artists, firearms were ultimately a minor skill, so they weren’t very proficient in them.

About ten minutes later, Qin Fang returned to the middle of both camps, holding a microphone, "Now, please let the staff help you change into your gear; during this time, I will go over the rules in detail."

Fu Tianyou and Zhou Xiong turned and left the scene, returning to where the nine families’ heads were seated.

The staff immediately stepped up to help Tang Ming and the others change into equipment and clothing like Shen Yan and the others.

"To ensure fairness, the outfits you are now wearing are special restraint suits, with functionality to limit martial artists’ cultivation. This means after putting on this suit, you won’t be able to cultivate, and you’ll engage in firearm combat like ordinary people."

While everyone was busy, Qin Fang explained self-consciously:

"The firearms used are special simulated electronic guns that react with the chips in the clothing via electric current. Upon hitting a target, the clothing will generate a current, causing the hit person to lose response capability for three seconds."

"Meanwhile, the score device on the shooter’s wrist will accumulate points at a rate of three points per shot, and the score displayed on the wrist at the end of the match shows the player’s performance in this match."

"Also, after hitting a target, the electronic gun will have a ten-second cooldown against that target, during which the hit person must escape within those ten seconds or risk being shot again."

"All your scores will be recorded on the big screen, and when the match ends, the scores of all participants will be compared and totaled to determine team scores and distribution."

"Lastly, both sides’ team members have been equipped with walkie-talkies for internal communication to facilitate team operations."

When Qin Fang finished explaining the rules, Tang Ming and the others had all donned their gear.

The first reaction Tang Ming had after putting on the clothes was feeling an electric current inside, almost sealing all his meridians, preventing any cultivation, and even losing the ability to use Qinggong.

"Damn it, we’re all ordinary people now, how are we supposed to play this?"

Lin Canghai also realized this situation and cursed out loud.

"I suppose this is one of Ming Group’s despicable tactics. With our cultivation sealed, our abilities to dodge and sense danger greatly diminish, making us not much different from ordinary people."

Long Ao couldn’t help but complain; having his cultivation sealed made him feel insecure.

"This was inevitable; otherwise, with a martial master’s cultivation, they could ignore the threat of firearms, making the competition meaningless."

Wu Xiaoyu was able to understand the organizers’ intentions.

"Tch, what’s the point without cultivation? This is a firearms competition. Using cultivation would make it a martial arts duel!"

Shen Yan smirked dismissively, not much affected by the clothing’s restrictions due to her low cultivation level.