Daily Evolution from Mastering Tai Chi-Chapter 149: Human Rapid-Fire Turret

"Soul Chaser, Soul Chaser..."

"Could it be... tracking?"

Wang Ye’s eyes slightly brighten.

Nowadays, his throwing power is already comparable to some small-caliber bullets.

Both speed and power are top-notch formidable.

A hit on a human body at the very least can leave a through-and-through bloody hole.

Even if it hits a vehicle, it can pierce through door panels or car window glass.

If [Soul Chaser] can grant him dynamic tracking ability.

Then his throwing might truly be flawless!

Wang Ye fished out a steel nail from his pocket.

Then aimed at a seagull soaring and gliding in the sky above the beach.

This seagull flies fast, roughly at 50 kilometers per hour, faster than many moving vehicles, and is about 40 meters off the ground.

The former Wang Ye would have definitely not been able to hit a seagull soaring at 150 yards speed from such a distance.

But now, he thinks he can give it a try.

Wang Ye, to avoid mistakes, gripped 8 steel nails in his hand.

Intending to throw them all at the airborne seagull later.

His arm muscles gradually contracted and knotted, then twisted his waist and hips, suddenly swinging forward eight times, each utilizing Tai Chi’s Whip Force, the sound of his wrist’s whipping through the air was as loud as the end of a whip striking. If hitting a professional punch force testing machine, each would likely have an impact force of over 1000 pounds.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

Eight beams of silver light suddenly streaked out, at a speed impossible to catch with the naked eye, rushing towards the seagull.

The seagull seemed to sense something amiss.

Immediately flapped its wings to accelerate its flight speed.

But to no avail.

The eight beams seemed to have grown eyes.

Drawing a crescent-like arc in the air.

Slantingly plunging towards the seagull!

Poof!!

The steel nails, twisting nearly 90 degrees, pierced into the seagull’s body, and a burst of blood instantly sprayed out.

But before the seagull could let out a pained cry,

seven beams of silver light quickly followed and embedded into the seagull’s body.

Tearing its pristine body full of holes.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The seagull immediately lost its life force and plummeted from the sky.

Wang Ye stepped forward, picked up the seagull, retrieved the steel nails from its body, and exclaimed:

"It really can track."

He could feel that each projectile he launched carried a mass of Innate Qi.

These Innate Qi would adhere inside the projectiles and guide them to turn towards the target.

But since only about 50 units of Innate Qi adhered within each projectile, roughly equivalent to 1/2 the amount of a normal person’s Innate Qi, it can only provide a weak directional guiding effect, with a minimal degree of deflection.

But in long-distance tracking, it can play a decisive role.

The further the seagull flew, the more accurately his projectiles could hit it.

This tracking ability is likely an additional skill from his prolonged training in Telekinesis.

Wang Ye rubbed the eight blood-stained steel nails and placed them in the sea to clean.

As time passed, the high-density Innate Qi within the steel nails gradually dissipated.

Leaving no trace whatsoever.

Wang Ye squinted his eyes and murmured:

"With my current Innate Qi exceeding 3000 units, I should be at most able to consecutively throw sixty of such tracking projectiles. If the projectile size is slightly larger, the number would decrease."

"But... this is already sufficient."

Wang Ye lifted his head, a tinge of excitement and self-pride filled his eyes.

You know, the initial velocity of a small-caliber pistol bullet is 300 meters per second, subsonic, with an effective range of 50-100 meters.

And Wang Ye’s shooting data of 200 meters per second and effective range of 50 meters is already quite similar.

With just a little more practice, he could truly make throwing comparable to firearms.

Plus, Wang Ye’s rapid fire tracking capability.

It can be said he’s a human artillery capable of overwhelming firepower.

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As the sky darkened.

Wang Ye took out a tent and sleeping bag from his backpack and set them up on the beach.

Then took out the stove, preparing to fry these 20 sea fish.

The fresh sea fish combined with Wang Ye’s divine Cooking skills.

The fried fish were an earthly delight, the meat soft and delectable.

Having eaten the muddy-tasting river fish for over ten days, Wang Ye suddenly tasted this different flavor, his eyes seemed to emit light, immediately devouring the 20 fried fish ravenously, along with their hard bones and heads, crushing and swallowing them all.

After finishing the sea fish, Wang Ye still felt unsatisfied.

He then stripped off his clothes, planning to dive back into the sea to catch more fish.

Grasping 20 steel nails in his hand.

With a "splash," he leapt into the sea.

He swam deeper and deeper towards the seabed.

It’s said that the deeper the fish in the sea, the better the meat. Because they endure the deep-sea pressure for long periods, the meat is softer and the taste more delicious.

Besides, diving deep to catch fish can also effectively train his Swimming Skill and Throwing Skill.

After all, the deeper the pressure, the greater the resistance, and the difficulty of throwing steel nails naturally increases.

With [Soul Chaser]’s power and tracking ability.

Surely he could easily catch fish 10 meters away even in deep-sea areas.

The deeper Wang Ye swam, the more he felt the pressure on his body increasing, it made his lungs slightly suffocate.

The sea became increasingly icy and bone-chilling.

After diving 30 meters deep, Wang Ye tried swallowing seawater,

wanting to test if his gill slits could function in seawater.

He could feel extremely salty seawater flowing across his tongue root, slowly filtering through the ten gill slits on his neck, at the same time a trace of pure oxygen was delivered to his carotid blood.

"A bit salty, but still bearable. As long as I’m not breathing in seawater for too long, it shouldn’t lead to severe dehydration."

Once Wang Ye realized he could breathe in seawater, he began to gulp sea water.

The seawater filtered through his gill slits, decomposing oxygen, and supplying it to his bloodstream, making him feel much more at ease.

Although he could now hold his breath for over an hour underwater. But prolonged holding of breath while swimming underwater, severely lacking in oxygen supplementation, still somewhat affects his physical performance.

Not to mention the need for vigorous activity in the icy sea, the consumption of oxygen is even greater. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Being able to supplement oxygen in seawater is certainly a great thing.

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Meanwhile.

On the fishing boat at the sea surface.

A young man with dark skin stared carefully at the dense data on the sonar instrument.

"There’s quite a lot of fish down here, uncle, prepare to deploy the nets."