Cultivating through increasing my stats in America

Chapter 136 - 131 Azure Dragon Study Group_3

Although his skill level in this area is currently only at mastery, when it comes to accuracy and speed of release, it’s barely sufficient, but the power behind the thrown darts can truly be deemed terrifying.

Li Ang stood in the courtyard, about ten meters away from the severely internally damaged little tree.

This tree, although no longer fit for sparring, was still fine for hanging bricks on.

He pulled a throwing knife from his bosom, no need to aim, in the flick of his wrist, a sharp crack erupted ten meters away on the brick, accompanied by a wisp of dust dancing in the air.

The throwing knife shattered a third of the brick’s lower part, looking at this terrifying power, Li Ang simply shook his head, muttering to himself, "Failure."

Originally, he had aimed for a crack in the brick, intending to see if the throwing knife could pierce directly into it. Unexpectedly, the aim was still a bit off, slightly deviated, and the force was too strong, shattering the brick directly.

Li Ang fortunately took out several more throwing needles and darts, and in several attempts, progressively reduced the brick to small chunks.

Obviously, the mastery level "Dart Throwing" doesn’t allow him the fine control over his strength, so he went for a strong impact, temporarily focusing on increasing the lethality.

Under Li Ang’s tremendous strength and explosive power, within ten meters, practically everything was within his most lethal range.

Within twenty meters, he could still maintain a certain degree of lethality, but beyond twenty meters, hitting the target became a matter of chance, or even if it did hit, it wouldn’t be able to shatter the brick anymore.

Although this range might not seem too far, in reality, many people using handguns don’t necessarily have an effective lethal range greater than Li Ang’s hidden weapons.

Although handguns, by standard, have an effective lethal range of fifty meters.

However, according to FBI statistics, over a period of nearly 40 years, ninety percent of handgun engagements occurred within an effective range of 15 meters.

The remainder were at distances as close as 8 meters or even closer, with a target hit rate of only 30% at 15 meters.

Furthermore, according to the data, these are not conclusions drawn at random but from police officers who have undergone professional training in actual combat situations.

If you also consider the handgun’s loud noise, limited magazine, and less convenient method of carrying.

For Li Ang, these hidden weapons in his hands were indeed more reliable.

Moreover, to bypass security, Li Ang had spent several hundred dollars ordering a batch of high-strength ceramic throwing knives, needles, and darts online.

In terms of lethality, these might be somewhat weaker than metal, but in terms of portability, even if carried onto an airplane, security would only consider these patterned trinkets as artworks.

With this set of tools, Li Ang rather had the feeling he was playing the role of an assassin.

However, while he might not need these things, he couldn’t do without them, as they would also serve as an ace up his sleeve in some unexpected situations.

The next morning, the weather was quite good, with a clear dawn and fresh air, making it a perfect day for school.

If it were for an average student, today would certainly not be a good day, it might even warrant the filming of a blockbuster disaster movie, "School Opening."

But Li Ang, who had worked for several years, actually reminisced about his days in school.

This is a common ailment among all people, always reminiscing about the past, always thinking that the next stage would be better, but once they reach that next stage, they immediately start to regret, as there are not many paths in life one can retrace.

Li Ang, looking at the bicycle and the GTR beside him, decisively chose the latter.

It wasn’t about showing off in front of a group of high schoolers, but mainly because the car would attract most of the attention, so people would pay much less attention to the changes in his appearance.

"Beep! Beep!"

Li Ang drove the car to Charles’s front door and sounded the horn.

And Charles seemed to have been waiting behind the door all along; less than half a minute after the horn sounded, Charles was already sitting in the car with his backpack on.

The school entrance was especially busy today due to the influx of new students, and there were quite a few parents around as well.

Even so, Li Ang’s GTR was an absolute eye-catcher.

It was mainly because their high school was not an elite institution—most students came from ordinary families, very few could afford such a sports car.

"Holy Warder! Did someone at our school win the lottery?"

"If I’m not mistaken, it looks like there are two students in the car."

"I can’t even imagine how confident I would feel if I were now sitting in that car."

It didn’t take a half day for the news of a student driving a GTR to school to spread throughout the entire high school.

And for the classmates in Li Ang’s class, Li Ang’s dramatic transformation was big news.

It was not until he finally settled into his familiar seat that several girls in the class dared to confirm that the handsome guy was indeed Li Ang.

A few of the more active boys in the class also joked with Li Ang:

"Hey, kid from the East, where are your glasses? Can you still see the blackboard without them?"

Another imitated Li Ang’s voice in a weird tone:

"Oh, I don’t need to look at the blackboard, my knowledge is all stored in my head."

Li Ang had thought his composure skills were quite good, but these few exaggerated performances were indeed a bit too much.

He got up slowly, walked up to the two, looked at the gaming console on the table, and slapped it down with his hand.

"Bang!"

The once three-dimensional gaming console had now been flattened.

Looking at his flattened gaming console, the classmate who had just started teasing him widened his eyes, at a loss for a response.

What’s more, he couldn’t even report it to the teacher, as consoles were not allowed in school.

Li Ang’s action had made the noisy classroom go completely quiet.

"What did you do over the summer? You look like you’ve grown a whole size."

Moments later, the girl who shared a desk with Li Ang mustered the courage to quietly ask him.

This girl, with red hair, a sprinkle of freckles on her face, and a slender figure, looked like someone who was often bullied; like Li Ang, she was quite introverted, and they were among the few in the class who could actually have a conversation.

"I didn’t really do much, just kept up with the exercise... learned some Chinese Kung Fu and stuff."

Li Ang answered truthfully.

The freckled girl wanted to ask more, but she suddenly caught a glimpse of a silhouette out of the corner of her eye and immediately shut her mouth, even sitting up straighter.

The person entering from the door was their homeroom teacher, Sofia.