The shooting range is at the very back of the venue and is very spacious.
The firearms were all shiny and well-maintained.
Zhao Cheng was not familiar with firearms, but when he realized that these were guns, it was not enough for him to call them by name.
"I haven't touched these things in a few years. Bring me some bullets."
Wu Nian saw these guns and said to the nearby staff. He himself picked up one, quickly took it apart, and then put it back together again. Obviously, he was no stranger to them.
And when he was doing these things, his face was full of nostalgia.
Naturally, there are no bullets in these guns. If you want bullets, you need to be picked up by the staff. During target shooting, there are also people following you, but this is to prevent accidents.
"Hahaha!"
"Talking back to when we were on missions overseas, we talked about our dreams. I said I wanted to govern the country in the future. You said you wanted to be an explorer and dig for treasures all over the world. Wang Zi, who was there, said he wanted to open a big Internet cafe.
, be your own boss and play the game as long as you want."
"As a result, so many years have passed in a blink of an eye."
Yan Jinghong also stepped forward, picked up a gun, and began to fiddle with it.
"Hahaha!"
"But now, I have gone to teach, and you have become the boss. Wang Zizai is really comfortable. He went overseas and became the leader of a warlord. He really didn't call me the wrong name."
Wu Nian laughed.
Not long after, the staff brought in a box of bullets.
"How about a comparison?!"
Wu Nian laughed.
"good!"
Yan Jinghong nodded.
Afterwards, the two men took the same small pistol, loaded it with bullets, and fired five shots at the same time.
Two people, each shot five times, a total of ten bullets, but all of them missed the target.
The staff looked a little confused, but Zhao Cheng was shocked.
He could see clearly that the reason why the five bullets fired by the two men missed was not because they were not accurate, but because they were too accurate. They were all in the air, and they collided with each other.
Where did these two gods come from?!
"I haven't touched the game in so many years, so I feel a little rusty."
Wu Nian sighed.
"Back then I was able to shoot down your bullet in the air and hit the bullseye."
At this point, he changed the topic and said to Zhao Cheng: "Zhao Cheng, don't think that our marksmanship is like cheating. Ours is just a basic operation."
"This is the most basic gap between entering concentration and tranquility."
"Ordinary people may not be able to master this kind of marksmanship even if they have practiced hard for decades, but for swordsmen, they can basically master it as long as they have touched the gun for a period of time."
"And the most powerful swordsman is the sword. We can shoot down bullets with bullets and cut bullets with swords, which will only make it easier."
"Some senior swordsmen will even do human shooting experiments. One person can face six guns and shoot them for three minutes without getting hurt."
When Zhao Cheng heard this, he thought about his performance in the dungeon, and he was not a swordsman yet. He also thought about the power shown by the blue-quality monsters in the dungeon.
It seems, it seems, that six guns shooting in three minutes is not incomprehensible.
You know, in the dungeon, the half-blue and half-purple martial arts overlord, Mie, beat him to pieces with his fist wind from a hundred meters away.
As for the attributes in the real world, they mainly focus on agility and spirit. It is not an exaggeration to have such speed and reaction.
"Zhao Cheng, come and try."
Wu Nian handed the pistol in his hand to Zhao Cheng.
"When holding a gun, it's like holding a sword. Make sure that all your strength is integrated. Then there will be no problem. Then you can shoot based on your feeling."
Wu Nian provides guidance to Zhao Cheng.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Cheng slowly adjusted, and when he felt it was almost done, he immediately fired.
With the sound of a gunshot, Zhao Cheng only felt a strong force coming from his hand, but it did not make his body shake at all.
It was this shot that made Zhao Cheng know that what Wu Nian said was true.
Once you have reached the level, learning anything is easy.
When Zhao Cheng shot the first shot, he was still a little off, but by the time he shot the third shot, he was already on target.
With eight points of mental strength and meticulous special effects, you can do this easily.
"sharp!"
"In the quiet stage, in the entire Tianmen, no, in the entire Yanhuang, there won't be many people who can be more powerful than you."
At this moment, Yan Jinghong saw something and immediately admired it.
Originally, he had overestimated Zhao Cheng as much as possible, but found that he still underestimated.
Wu Nian also became serious, and he also saw Zhao Cheng's subtle realm.
"I have some doubts. You are the protagonist of the era."
"At this pace, I am destined to leave a name in history."
Wu Nian murmured.
"You go out first."
Wu Nian waved and said to the staff.
The staff member looked at Yan Jinghong, and when he saw Yan Jinghong nodded, he retreated. When he was far away, Wu Niancai said: "Old Yan, you can introduce Zhao Cheng to Confucianism."
"In the past, it wouldn't have been a problem, but recently there has been fierce strife within the Confucian sect."
Yan Jinghong shook his head.
"It is not a good thing to enter Confucianism at this time."
"Then this is a huge loss for your Confucian sect."
"Zhao Cheng was only proficient in swordsmanship more than a month ago. Now he has not only entered the realm of master, but also has enough knowledge to understand the subtleties."
When Yan Jinghong heard this, his expression changed several times, and he naturally knew the meaning contained in it.
After a long time, he sighed: "This is really a huge loss for Confucianism."
"It is a pity that although Confucianism was taught by saints, Confucianism cannot represent the saints after all. The saints' principles will last forever, but future generations of disciples cannot uphold them."
"Perhaps our Confucian sect will lose a future saint because of this."
"Let Xiaoyou Zhao go to the world to test the sword!"
"I appreciate your kindness. Confucianism does not have this virtue now."
"It is not a good thing if virtue is not matched."
"Besides, testing swords in the world is the most orthodox way!"
Obviously, Yan Jinghong not only has the temperament of a gentleman, but also has the character of a gentleman.
Otherwise, for the sake of one's own family tradition, normally, even if they are not suitable, we must find ways to retain such talents.
Suddenly, everyone was silent.
Zhao Cheng didn't know much about Confucianism, but he had read some history and knew that it was similar to a faction, or circle.
In this era, although these things have long since faded, they still exist, but they are just not known to outsiders.
At the same time, he also thought that Yan Jinghong came to Tianmen not necessarily because of the death of his wife, but also to avoid disasters.
Things like factional strife are extremely cruel in the past, present and future. Throughout history, has there ever been a time when a careless decision resulted in death without a burial place?!