After lunch, since there were basically classes in the afternoon, everyone in the Xinghai scientific research team dispersed.
Life on campus was uneventful, and the afternoon class passed quickly. After the last class, Xia Xu and Grant went straight to the archery hall.
These days, he has been asking Grant to tutor him in shooting training. Likewise, Grant, who has just been injected with the wolf-strengthening serum, is also asking him to help him familiarize himself with his rapidly increasing body and practice his close combat abilities.
However, neither of them seemed to be good teachers.
"Fight! Fight! You are a human, not a wolf. You don't even have claws. Why are you throwing yourself around? Can't you overcome your bad instinct?"
"Is it difficult to memorize the moves, clearly see the opponent's moves, and think about the appropriate response and attack timing? You have to use your brain to fight, think about the gains and losses first, and don't just rely on instinctive reactions."
"Why keep retreating? Don't always try to distance yourself. Once you are approached by an opponent who is good at melee combat, he will not be able to give you a chance to regain distance."
"At times like this, you cannot regard yourself as a long-range gunner. The more you want to retreat, the more helpless you will be, and you will lose courage."
A fighting session that made both sides' blood pressure soar, ended with Xia Xu's one-sided beating.
Grant's physical fitness is definitely not bad, and his fighting talent even has two stars, which is higher than Xia Xudu. However, his shooting talent has a profound impact on him, and his habits as a shooter are deeply rooted in his instincts.
When encountering a close combat situation, his first reaction is always to find a way to retreat and distance himself. This is not wrong at all, but it is fatal for training in close combat.
If you always think about retreating, you won't have the courage to fight, and you will be constrained in your actions. You will always be on the passive defensive side being attacked. You will definitely lose when facing an opponent who is even slightly better.
If you defend for a long time, you will lose. This is an eternal truth. There is no unbreakable line of defense.
What's more, even from a long-range shooter's position, if you are approached by an opponent who is good at fighting, it is absolutely impossible for the opponent to give you a chance to distance yourself.
At this time, only a desperate fight is the way to win. With half-werewolf blood and wolf-strengthening serum, he cannot suffer physical disadvantages most of the time.
It's a pity that this is the truth. However, Grant's gunman habits are too deeply ingrained, and even have some werewolf instinctive habits. They cannot be changed by just a few words, so a training session can only make the blood pressure of both parties soar.
When it comes to shooting training, the two parties whose blood pressure soars will have to switch.
Grant was a good shooter, but he was also not a good teacher.
"Xie Te, aiming is not for you to aim with your eyes, but with your feeling."
"Give up your so-called calculations and thinking. Your brain cannot calculate the trajectory of the bullet at the moment of shooting."
"This is not a math problem. Do you still want to apply a lot of formulas? In one second?"
"Mobilize your sense of space and distance, remember the feeling of each hit, and turn aiming and hitting into instinct."
"Fake, how can I explain it to you clearly? It's just a feeling. Just think that your subconscious mind has calculated the trajectory for you, and shoot according to the feeling given by your subconscious mind."
"It's like you took your little stick and poked the same hole thousands of times. You should be able to poke it in with your eyes closed. Shit, Shet, Fuck, I feel like this is the most obvious.
Got it!"
The offense and defense changed. At this moment, Grant became the most violent party, and the two sides began to torture each other.
"I thought that cultivating immortals and magic were metaphysics, but it turns out that your bad marksmanship is more metaphysics than magic. Can't you teach me some technical theories like three points and one line?"
Xia Xu was indeed overwhelmed by Grant's teaching methods.
He is the kind of personality that tends to be highly rational. It is no problem for him to learn theories and techniques that are traceable, think logically and then develop other expanded knowledge.
But Grant's teaching method of opening your mouth to feel and closing your mouth is instinctive. Maybe this is indeed the best way or even a high-end technique for long-range shooting, but it really doesn't fit in with his cognitive logic. To him, this thing is simply the same as
Almost like metaphysics.
In other words, Grant's shooting method requires too much talent. Who makes him a five-star shooter? He may be born with the ability to hit by intuition.
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Just like MOBA games, talented players can easily predict the enemy's movement and hit their own skills, but for most ordinary people, they can only rely on luck or hundreds or thousands of adaptations.
There are no traceable formulas or techniques for you to apply.
"Forget it, that's it for today."
Xia Xu, who had just stopped, glanced out of the corner of his eye at Tang Youxin, who had arrived at an unknown time, and stopped today's mutual torture trip.
He packed up his things and walked towards Xiao Baihua. Looking at her slightly bulging cheeks, he couldn't help but smile and poked her cheeks with his fingers: "Why are your bulging cheeks like a bun? Who made you angry?"
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"No way~"
Xiao Baihua's cheeks were instantly filled with crimson. She shyly slapped Xia Xu's mischievous hand away and glanced around a few times guiltily.
"That's fine. Let's go and have dinner. What do you want to eat today?"
The two left the venue talking and laughing.
Grant, who was left alone and desolate, opened his mouth on the spot. The confidence that he had just regained in his shooting skills was instantly drained away. Emptiness and loneliness filled his heart. A mouthful of dog food also took away the appetite brought by physical exertion.
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On the other side, Xia Xu took Xiao Baihua to a small restaurant outside the school to eat. Along the way, they chatted and laughed about their experiences on campus. Next to him was the lazy Atuo, who looked like he was peacefully passing through the years.
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Until, the roar of an explosion that spread ten miles away came like thunder.
"what's the situation?"
"What exploded?"
"It seems to be coming from the nearby factory area?"
"Is there a fire? There's a lot of smoke coming out of there."
Small groups of people on the street stopped to look up amidst the thunder, and the doors and windows of the surrounding buildings opened one after another, and curious heads popped out.
However, although the explosion was loud, it was still quite far away, so it did not cause much panic or agitation. After looking for a moment, no result or follow-up was seen, and everyone quickly forgot about it.
Xia Xu's reaction to this was not much different. Although things like explosions and fires were accidental events, they could still be encountered. They were so far away and had little to do with themselves. Naturally, there was no need to make a fuss about it. It was just a little bit the next day.
Pay attention to the news.
"A factory in this city caused a violent explosion and chain fire due to fire hazards. Fire safety needs to be paid attention to."
The mediocre and indifferent report did not take up much space, and it did not create any waves.