“Wuxiang Yin-Yang Wheel is a supreme martial art that maximizes the transformation of power. For example, with Dad’s Vajra Divine Power Sutra, if you add the Wuxiang Yin-Yang Wheel, the same amount of strength can increase its power by three to five times...”
After Apostle Grace Smith mastered the Wuxiang Yin-Yang Wheel, Emily also gained a deep understanding of this peerless martial art.
She explained to James Carter, “Simply put, the Wuxiang Yin-Yang Wheel allows Dad to control every bit of his strength with exquisite precision.
“It’s like, it’s like with the same weight, if you add a pulley, you can save half the effort.
“The Wuxiang Yin-Yang Wheel uses the human spirit and soul as the axis, and the consciousness, internal organs, bones, muscles, and blood as the wheels. Countless Yin-Yang wheels combine and transform, turning a single unit of strength into infinite power, and also turning infinite power into a single unit of strength...”
This time, James Carter truly understood, at least he grasped the principle of the Wuxiang Yin-Yang Wheel. As for how to actually operate it, he didn’t know.
But it didn’t matter. With Apostle Grace Smith around, he could naturally use the Wuxiang Yin-Yang Wheel.
Emily tapped on the pool, and his data panel appeared.
Name: James Carter
Gender: Male.
Age: 22.
Vajra Divine Power Sutra: First Level (3534/3600).
Wuxiang Yin-Yang Wheel: First Level (0/3600).
James Carter looked at the data panel and felt a bit shabby compared to Grace Smith’s.
“My stats are so bad, but my marksmanship is pretty good, right?”
Emily said, “The data panel is just for Dad to understand his own state; it can’t fully reflect all your abilities. The same goes for Sister Smith. In my opinion, Dad’s marksmanship is much better than Sister Smith’s.”
“Well, that’s true.”
James Carter was quite confident about this. Emily could duplicate any item he specified.
Ordinary items, after being consumed or destroyed, would automatically be restored the next day.
This feature of Taiyi Palace gave James Carter plenty of bullets to practice shooting.
Even professional marksmen couldn’t practice shooting as much as he did in a day.
“Let’s see what kind of power the Wuxiang Yin-Yang Wheel really has.”
James Carter asked Emily to bring over a Type 77 Storm Assault Rifle, the mainstream automatic rifle used by the Alliance Army. It was reliable, stable, and easy to handle.
Emily stood five meters away and aimed the gun at James Carter. Even though they were in Taiyi Palace, James Carter instinctively felt a bit nervous.
After all, this was an assault rifle; a 7.7 caliber bullet could easily penetrate a one-centimeter-thick steel plate from two hundred meters away.
He had tried it before—he could barely survive, but his ribs would be broken by the bullets. That feeling was quite intense.
Emily didn’t give James Carter any time to mentally prepare. She fired three shots at him in quick succession.
James Carter felt a jolt in his chest. Looking down, he saw three bloody spots on his bare chest. The bullets had pierced his skin but hadn’t penetrated the muscle layer.
The kinetic energy of the bullets was naturally absorbed by his muscles and bones. Even the pain was greatly reduced. He definitely couldn’t have done this before.
Clearly, this was the marvel of the Wuxiang Yin-Yang Wheel.
James Carter tried various other things—even with his thin palm, he could withstand rifle bullets without being pierced. Only his vulnerable eyes couldn’t withstand a bullet.
Of course, that didn’t need to be tested.
James Carter then practiced a set of Wing Chun, and indeed, he felt very proficient. The main thing was that he could fully control every part of his muscles and bones, able to perform any difficult move with ease.
His body’s reflexes, balance, and coordination were all significantly enhanced.
Before, even though he was strong, in these aspects he wasn’t much better than an ordinary person.
Such progress greatly boosted his confidence. If he faced John Bennett again, he could defeat him in three moves!
Chapter 9: Hugging a Big Leg
Beisong District Fourth Inspection Team.
At 8:30 in the morning, the inspectors gathered in the meeting room for roll call as usual. Inspectors didn’t need to attend roll call.
More than thirty inspectors, all old hands, lazily answered their names.
Deputy Captain John Thompson finished the roll call and noticed Youngest Harris was missing, so he skillfully marked an X on the roster.
A cold smile appeared on John Thompson’s face. That fat guy was too close to David Brooks, and this time he was probably done for.
That was a good thing. With David Brooks dead, a spot would open up, and Fat Harris was slippery and devious—his death would save on food.
As soon as John Thompson announced dismissal, several inspectors gathered around. An old inspector, Henry Scott, held up a copy of the Linhai Daily and asked, “Old Li, I saw in here that Old Brooks is dead?!”
On the second page of the Linhai Daily was a large photo, showing Deputy Bureau Chief Charles Miller in the center, with a middle-aged man in a black trench coat beside him. On the other side was the side profile of a handsome young man.
The black-and-white photo was blurry, but the side profile was still quite recognizable.
John Thompson immediately recognized the new inspector James Carter.
Everyone who had met James Carter would be deeply impressed by this handsome, clean, and tidy young inspector.
James Carter was polite and extremely courteous. To the tough Linhai locals, James Carter even seemed a bit too soft.
That was also John Thompson’s impression of James Carter.
A few days ago, James Carter had arrested some drug dealers. John Thompson knew they were from the Bennett Gang, and he thought James Carter was in trouble.
Unexpectedly, James Carter actually had connections and backing.
This time, not only did he take down the Bennett Gang, but even David Brooks was eliminated.