Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 342 - 212: American Iaido Practice, Grandmaster Leve

"0.51 seconds."

The ti had improved by 0.13 seconds from the last attempt, which was normal since Li Ang had heard him say "start" and then reacted.

It was a terrifyingly fast speed, worthy of competing in quick-draw shooting competitions, but it shouldn’t have been shown by Li Ang. After all, this was only his second ti performing the action, and before this, it wasn’t even certain if he had ever handled a gun.

Moreover, what surprised him even more was that when Li Ang drew his gun, he used the standard thod he was taught, not the modified version; and yet, his draw was still faster than his own.

Had his response ti slowed that much?

Chief Bush began to doubt his life choices for a mont.

"Hey, Joe, you try it, yes, that move."

He called over a young officer who was watching from the sidelines. He was quite young, not yet thirty, but already had a few years of police experience. Logically, he should have both enough experience and youthful reflexes.

A mont later, Chief Bush, looking at the stopwatch reading 1.49 seconds, finally felt reassured—it wasn’t that he was getting old or that Joe was too slow, it was just that Li Ang was too fast.

He suddenly felt that all his previous worries were unnecessary, his usual teaching thods seed not to work well with him.

Resigned, Chief Bush taught Li Ang all of his experience and techniques, but watched helplessly as his speed still increased—0.46 seconds, 0.43 seconds, 0.41 seconds, 0.39 seconds...

"It’s really a sha you aren’t thinking of becoming a policeman."

He expressed this sentint once again.

Li Ang’s performance reminded him of soone who had reached the highest levels in the field of quick-draw, Bob Munden.

This man was born in Kansas City, Missouri, and was currently the fastest gun-drawer in the world.

It is said that his draw, aim, and shot process took only 0.0175 seconds, and his movents could only be seen clearly through a high-speed cara.

Although, in practical shooting where quick-draw starts with the hands not on the gun and the shooting distance is longer, a normal drawing movent takes more ti to shoot.

Still, such speed far exceeds that of normal people, and is not sothing ordinary people can achieve through long practice.

Li Ang’s appearance had proven again that in front of such innate talent, effort was really nothing to speak of.

The only consolation he had was that his own shooting skills were still passable, and this young man would not surpass him anyti soon.

The other officers who ca over as onlookers were also struck by Li Ang, especially Joe who had just demonstrated.

Was there really such a big gap between 28 years old and 18 years old?

Thus, an unusual phenonon occurred again different from usual working days—when Chief Bush voluntarily offered them training, everyone had low interest in learning, but now that no one was forcing them, everyone was very eager to learn.

After realizing the extent of Li Ang’s learning talent, Chief Bush also stepped up his teaching pace. He initially planned to teach him for a few more days, allowing him to co over often, and incidentally provide so physiotherapy for himself.

But as it turned out, by the middle of the day, not even reaching the end of the workday, he found that he really had nothing left to teach him.

"Alright, alright, kid, you’ve learned all of my experience, now you just need to pair it with a little shooting skills, and you’ll instantly beco the best officer in the district, I’m not joking, and that includes ."

Chief Bush spoke in a tone that was lancholic yet accepting of Li Ang.

"If you have ti, you can also co to our shooting range to practice shooting. I will make sure everything is taken care of, you don’t have to worry."

Li Ang verbally agreed, but in his heart, he still refused. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to show off; it was just unnecessary, and having the impression of being a good shot among the police wasn’t exactly a good thing.

Although the skills he had learned this afternoon hadn’t ford a new skill, they had significantly increased his proficiency in [Shooting].

Once skills reached a master or grandmaster level, the progress of increasing proficiency through singular practice beca very slow. For instance, in [Vehicle Driving], if he just continued to drive cars, the speed of increasing proficiency would definitely not keep up with his practice driving trucks.

Over the next few days, he practically lived at the shooting range. His practice thods were no longer limited to just shooting at targets but also incorporated many of the movents he had learned from Chief Bush, which resulted in a much higher increase in proficiency than re target practice.

Li Ang was enjoying his training, which left the shooting range owner terrified.

The owner had originally thought that Li Ang was just a regular firearms enthusiast, or perhaps a military fan, which was normal; he had encountered many young people who spent a lot of ti on the shooting range.

As for buying so firearms, that was also normal because, although he was not of age, he had that need, just like how underage people occasionally want to drink alcohol; the owner understood completely.

But now, what exactly was Li Ang practicing?

Encounter battles, breaking through in crowds, long-range sniping, quick-draw shooting... every move was aid at real combat.

What was critical was, from his many years of experience with guns, all these movents were quite professional and practical, it was not possible that they were just random practice.

Coupled with the professional sharpshooting precision of Li Ang that he had witnessed, the shooting range owner had no doubt that if he wanted to, he could single-handedly take down his range.

Recalling Li Ang initially approaching him to purchase hand grenades, he was very skeptical about Li Ang’s career planning. Was he planning to beco a hitman? Or perhaps rob a bank?

He now tried to pay as little attention to Li Ang as possible, lest one day he would decide to silence him.

Regarding the weapons Li Ang had custom-ordered, he had not been in a hurry initially but now preferred to pay out of his own pocket to have them expedited, just to avoid Li Ang growing impatient.

Today, Li Ang was in a very good mood because his [Shooting] had finally advanced to the grandmaster level, and the weapons and equipnt he had ordered from the range owner had also arrived.

[Shooting]

43/5000 (Grandmaster)

(Trait: Enhanced aiming ability by 60%)

(Trait: Enhanced firearm control by 20%)

Li Ang stood in the center of an open space, surrounded at various angles and distances by targets. However, he suddenly turned his body around, facing away from them.

He pulled out his phone from his pocket. Using the reflection from his phone’s screen, which was in sleep mode, he observed the positions of the targets behind him, then started shooting continuously with his handgun.

He had learned this move from a movie. In real combat, of course, there wouldn’t be such a situation, but there would be situations like shooting around corners with the help of mirrors. He practiced this way just to increase the difficulty.

After emptying a magazine, he did not check the target for bullet holes because he was certain that every shot hit the bullseye.

It must be said that during a direct confrontation, the Arican quick-draw technique is truly useful, far more powerful and intense in firepower than hidden weapons, whether using pistols or rifles for rapid firing, but darts wouldn’t work.

The skill [Hidden Weapon Throwing] still has its advantages in being "hidden" or when there’s no opportunity to access firearms, only then acting as a backup skill. For now, it’s not feasible as a primary skill.

Only when he could throw darts with a force greater than large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifles would so firearms start to beco obsolete.

After finishing up, Li Ang went to a room inside, looked at a massive black suitcase lying on the floor—the equipnt he had ordered was inside.