The Sims of the Realms

"I'm so fucking mad at Falk!"

Lin Weiran was stunned. Is his luck so bad? Lin Yiqi patted Lin Weiran's shoulder with no concealment of pride on his face.

"Am I cheating?"

Before Lin Weiran could answer, Lin Yiqi said: "Of course, if you cheat, how about you win? It's just that it's not me who cheated, it's your mother."

"Mom, are you a cheater too?"

Lin Weiran looked at Zou Rong differently.

Zou Rong said with an apologetic face: "There is no way, it's not that the whole family doesn't come in, son, you really don't have to worry about us."

"An old couple..."

Lin Weiran was speechless, absolutely dead.

Going all the way home was taught a lesson.

"Then how did you lose and go bankrupt?" Lin Weiran couldn't help asking, the key is that they didn't say they lost money,

People are still okay?

Lin Yiqi sighed, "When I met an expert, I thought my thousand skills were already at the peak, but I didn't expect that there is a sky beyond the sky.

If it weren't for Lao Tzu and my ability to fly cards, do you think your mother and I would have walked off the gambling table intact? "

Lin Yiqi casually threw out block A.

The playing cards shot out and spun rapidly.

At last it dinged halfway through the door.

"Damn it!" Lin Weiran's eyes widened in an instant. Although it is a wooden door, it is not very scientific to insert half of the paper playing cards, right?

Lin Yiqi saw that Lin Weiran was suppressed by him, it was so refreshing, how could he be his father if he didn't show some real skills.

"Want to learn, you? I'll teach you!"

Lin Yiqi raised his chin and said arrogantly.

Lin Weiran understood that the fifty-odd suites were indeed earned by these two people with their own skills, and the skill of flying cards must be learned.

Otherwise, this father is calling for nothing?

"It's not me bragging. Not everyone can learn the unique skill of flying cards. Don't look at your brute force, it depends on your understanding."

Lin Yiqi said shrilly.

"Time is running out, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and teach me, I have to go back to practice martial arts tomorrow, do you know that I have been passed on by my master?"

Lin Weiran said urgently.

"You got Master Ye's personal biography? Good guy, you are indeed my son...You silly boy, then you come back, do you know how rare the opportunity is?"

Lin Yiqi first looked proud,

Then there was another scolding.

"What's more, isn't my son worried about us? I told you not to gamble with that person, but your unbelief made my son fearful."

Zou Rong also complained to Lin Yiqi.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, don't waste time, I have to teach my son how to play cards quickly, you go and buy some char siu and let me drink with the brat later."

"I can't drink alcohol when I practice martial arts."

"What should I do if I'm thirsty without drinking?"

"Drink water if you're thirsty!" Lin Weiran was speechless.

"Can water be 52 degrees?"

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Chapter 15 Precision Throwing

"How many dishes, drink like this?"

Lin Weiran was very helpless, as long as he had a grain of peanuts, he wouldn't be so drunk, he even wanted to wake him up with a splash of urine.

Lin Qi drank wine and started class.

"This flying card, the most important thing is the feeling. I'll practice a few times and see how I make it!" Lin said and showed him the drill together.

Lin Weiran observed that,

The moment the playing cards were thrown out of Lin Yiqi's hands, his wrists shook extremely fast. This is a very strange technique of exerting force.

Once you see it, you will, once you practice it, you will lose it!

It is difficult to be effective if you do not practice for a long time.

"It doesn't look too difficult..."

I don't know why, after reading it, Lin Weiran always feels that he can do it too. This is an instinct, not an illusion.

"Isn't it difficult? Child, you are still too young, the water of flying cards is too deep, you can't grasp it, do you know how long I have been practicing, for a long time..."

Lin Yiqi was talking but was interrupted.

"Don't talk, let me try."

"Okay, you come!"

Lin Qi simply handed over a card.

Thinking back to Lin Yiqi's actions in his mind.

Lin Weiran imitated Lin Yiqi, with a flick of his wrist, he forcefully flew the cards out, and Lin Weiran had a strange feeling the moment the cards were released.

The playing cards were firmly nailed to the door.

Although it was not as exaggerated as Lin Qi's insertion, it was indeed nailed to it. The key is that this position is not too different from the position Lin Weiran aimed at.

"How long have you practiced to this point?"

Lin Weiran thought about it for a while and couldn't help asking Lin Yiqi, although he could nail it on the door, but it was not powerful enough, if he wanted to know more, he could reach Lin Yiqi's level.

Lin Yiqi sobered up to [-]% and said evasively: "It didn't take long, almost. After all, you have practiced kung fu, and being able to nail it on the door shows that you have the talent for flying cards, which is not bad."

What he said was plain, but the beast was galloping in his heart.

"Damn you! I have practiced for 30 to [-] years before I can reach my current level. Among them, it took five years for the flying cards to be nailed to wood.

It took me five years for him to make a move for the first time. I'm afraid this bastard is not my seed, right?But he is as handsome as Lao Tzu..."

"What are you thinking? Am I right?"

Lin Weiran asked again, but Lin Yiqi came back to his senses: "Rough! It's too rough! It seems that you are afraid that others will not know that you are going to do it.

Who can't see such a big move?

The biggest advantage of Flying Cards is the sudden sneak attack. If others have a chance to react, the power of Flying Cards will be reduced by half out of thin air.

The most important thing is the hit rate, which will have a great impact. If you can't hit someone, what's the use of power, you know? "

"Indeed, you are right."

"However, I feel that even if the opponent is aware of it, it seems to be able to hit." Lin Weiran suddenly opened his mouth, causing Lin Yiqi to frown.

"Young people, don't be too confident!"

"But I really feel like I can."

Lin Yiqi said displeased: "That's for ordinary people. If you meet a master, such as me, as long as I see you make a move, you will definitely not be able to hit me."

"Can I give it a try?"

"Of course, try it!"

Lin Yiqi tucked the lower end of the vest into the big pants, and he was ready, clapping his hands to signal Lin Weiran to take action.

Lin Weiran looked at Lin Yiqi.

A card flew out without warning.

However, Lin Yiqi had already started to dodge the moment he noticed his hand movement, and the playing cards were inserted into the door panel next to his ear.

Or just plug in a little bit.

But it's a little deeper than last time.

Lin Weiran also felt very surprised when he missed the hit, "Impossible, it feels like it can hit you, try again."

"It doesn't matter how many times."

Lin Weiran flew out another card.

Lin Yiqi escaped smoothly.

But he found that the trajectory of the cards was slightly different from what he expected. Lin Weiran didn't believe in evil, and flew out the playing cards one after another.

Seeing that a deck of cards is about to disappear.

Lin Yiqi finally groaned.

The poker hit him right in the stomach.

Lin Weiran was extremely excited, not because the hit was a pleasure, but because he found that he was unusually accurate in throwing.

Accuracy is still improving with practice.

"Dad, let me try again!"

Lin Weiran doesn't care about other things, what a good father, he can let himself practice and work hard, there is no better father in the world.

"I... well, try again."

After all, Lin Yiqi is still too soft-hearted.

Lin Weiran continued to practice, and the probability of hitting steadily increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, until finally Lin Qi couldn't stand it anymore.

"Stop practicing!"

"Dad, for the last time..."

"You are my father, can you!"

"Freak, how can anyone learn how to fly cards so quickly!" Lin Yiqi rubbed his stomach in disbelief, this was obviously different from his learning how to fly cards.

It is indeed difficult for normal people to learn so fast.

But Lin Weiran knew that he had a talent for throwing. Before entering this world, he spent a handful of [-] skill points to buy a skill.

Accurate throw!

Well worth it now.

In the past two years, Lin Weiran has been concentrating on practicing kung fu, and because of the rewards of heaven, he has almost ignored this cheaply bought skill.

But today, he understood a truth.

Only garbage people, no garbage skills!

Any skill, if used to the limit, will have quite inferior power. Lin Weiran was exposed to this skill for the first time, and even learned by analogy.

More than one application method came to mind.

Flying cards are very accurate, so throwing other things must be very accurate, which is why Lin Weiran always feels "hit".

The feeling of "hit" made him particularly confident.

He has personally seen the power of Lin Yiqi's flying cards. If the playing cards are replaced with special steel cards, what will happen to the power of flying cards?

Can easily cut open a human head.

In addition, if Lin Weiran uses darts, steel needles, locust stones (cobblestones), iron olives (jujube stone arrows), wishful beads, Qiankun circles, iron mandarin ducks, iron toads, etc...

"I am the real Tang Sect master!"

Lin Weiran was a little excited, this is too much punishment, hidden weapons are so powerful, it is obviously more powerful if you use firearms.

Headshots can definitely be practiced.