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At first, it was extremely difficult for him to even stand up, let alone lift his entire arm.

On the first day in a five-gravity environment, he had exhausted all his strength before he could even complete half a set of movements.

The next day, he continued training despite his extremely sore body, tried his best, and finally managed to finish one set.

However, there is still a big gap between the two hours and one hundred groups required by Mr. Chu.

The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...

Every day, he tried his best to train, getting up early and working hard just to achieve Mr. Qin's mission targets.

Time flies by, and more than half of three months have passed.

He spent 20 days and still failed to complete one hundred sets in two hours.

However, starting from the 21st day, Mr. Qin no longer asked Chu Qing to complete this task.

He began to teach Chu Qing... the art of gun fighting!

Armory, in the hall on the fifth floor.

"You've been doing very well during this time."

Mr. Qin stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at Chu Qing and said, "Although you have not completed my request, you are almost ready to learn the art of gun fighting."

"Really?" Chu Qing's eyes flashed with excitement.

Although he knew that gun training was a stage that he had to go through, he still felt boring after repeating this training for nearly two months. Now that he was finally exposed to gun fighting, he began to feel excited involuntarily.

"Why did I lie to you?"

Mr. Qin smiled slightly, then motioned Chu Qing to raise a source gun and said, "First open the safety device, and then introduce the source of matter into your right hand."

Following Mr. Qin's instructions, Chu Qing immediately turned a black knob on the right side of the tail of the life-and-death gun, then rotated the source of essence and injected it into his right hand.

Except for the difference in size, the shape of the source gun is almost the same as the pistol Chu Qing saw in his previous life, and both have a device called a "safety". However, the safety device of the pistol is to prevent the bullet from misfiring, while the source gun The safety device is to isolate the source of matter.

After the source matter flowed into his right hand, it quickly entered the source gun directly through the pores on his hand without relying on Chu Qing's conscious guidance. Chu Qing only felt the gun body sink slightly, and then heard a "click" The sound of loading.

"Condensed into bullets so quickly?"

A look of surprise appeared on Chu Qing's face, and he immediately raised the question of life and death and praised: "The beast crystal core of Tianxin Demon is indeed a magical thing."

The Tianxin Demon is a monster that only exists on Tianxiang Island, the ancestral land of the Tian Clan.

The strength of this kind of monster is not very strong. Most Tianxin monsters will never be able to break through the first realm of the monster clan, the spiritual realm.

However, Tianxin Demon has a very special ability.

It can condense the absorbed natural energy into a solid form within the body, and then release the solid natural energy to attack the enemy.

Three thousand years ago, Alaya Shi, the strongest person of the Tian Clan, after constant research, discovered that the reason why the Tian Xin Demon had this special ability was closely related to the monster crystal core in its body, so he began to further study the Tian Xin Demon's monsters. Crystal Core finally created the source gun as a weapon in the middle of the First China War.

The dragons are extremely powerful. The dragon breath alone makes it impossible for most warriors of the four major races to fight with them in close combat. However, with the source gun, the warriors can carry out long-range attacks and kill the dragons.

More importantly, the power furnace in the source gun can absorb the energy in the warrior's body and condense it into bullets. This allows warriors below the level of awakening who are unable to "release the source material" to also have the ability to use the source gun to participate in the battle with the dragon clan. battle between.

Therefore, if it was the human race's Martial God Xue Yuan who ended the First Divine War three thousand years ago, then it was the Celestial Race's Alaya Consciousness that changed the direction of the entire war!

And this is why the Celestial Clan regards the Origin Spear as the symbol of their own race.

"When the Four Clans Covenant was formulated, the Human Race allowed the Celestial Race to set foot on the Chinese mainland for trade. The main reason was because of the Tianxin Demon's monster crystal core."

Mr. Qin said slowly: "But since then, the price of the monster crystal core has been deliberately raised several times by the Celestial Clan. In addition, the cost of other parts and production processes of the source gun was originally very high, so the source gun is It has become an expensive weapon on the Chinese mainland, and ordinary warriors cannot afford to use it."

"That's true." Chu Qing nodded and agreed.

Except for Ji Xuanwu, who has a mysterious identity, the warriors he has seen who use the Source Spear are either descendants of a certain family or members of a powerful organization, such as the young master of the Gu family, one of the four major martial arts families in Canghai City. Gu Yun.

"Ugh."

Mr. Qin suddenly sighed and said with a somewhat desolate expression: "The human race is not as good as the Celestial race in terms of the ability to use the source gun. The popularity of the source gun has been greatly restricted due to the price issue. I don't know how to improve it." After more than five hundred years, how big a gap will there be between the human race's gun fighting skills and the heavenly race's."

"More than five hundred years?" Chu Qing was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously blurted out: "Isn't it a thousand years?"

Mr. Qin did not respond to Chu Qing's words. Instead, he raised his hand and casually pointed at a gun target in the distance and said, "Try shooting a few times first and let me see how you feel with the gun."

Chu Qing asked in confusion: "What is the gun sense?"

"Talent is said to be present in practicing swordsmanship, and there is also talent in practicing swordsmanship, so naturally there is also talent in practicing source spears." Mr. Qin explained: "Gun sense refers to a warrior's talent in using source spears."

Hearing these words, Chu Qing had a thought in her mind, looked at Mr. Qin and said, "How is Xiao Xuan's gun feeling?"

Mr. Qin said: "Among the warriors I have seen, he ranks third."

Chu Qing asked curiously: "Who are the top two?"

"The second place is a freak, I am too lazy to mention him. As for the first place..."

Mr. Qin pointed at himself, shook his head, and smiled proudly: "Of course it is me."

Chu Qing: "..."

I blanch it, and I let you pretend again, right?

"Okay, let's start quickly." Mr. Qin urged and walked to the gun target.

Chu Qing nodded, then took a few steps forward and slowly raised his arm.

After carefully recalling the previous training, he narrowed his eyes slightly, aligned the gap on the life and death gun with the crosshair, then aimed at the target, and suddenly pulled the trigger!

boom--!

A harsh gunshot sounded in the empty hall.

A black bullet spurted out from the muzzle of the life-and-death gun, streaked a sharp trajectory in the air, hit the gun target like lightning, and exploded into a cloud of broken stars.

The gun target fixed on the ground shook violently. Mr. Qin glanced at the gun marks on the gun target and said lightly: "First shot, two rings."

Only two rings? Chu Qing frowned slightly.

The gun target has ten rings in total, the outermost one is one ring, and the innermost ring is ten rings. The distance between the two rings of the gun target Chu Qing shoots is five centimeters, which is the least difficult of all the gun targets in the hall, so Even though this was only his first shot, he still felt a little unsatisfied.

After thinking for a moment, he adjusted his posture slightly and fired again.

"One ring." Mr. Qin shouted.

Worse than the first shot? Chu Qing frowned attentively, and after about ten seconds, he fired the third shot.

"Second ring."

Chu Qing continued shooting.

"Second ring."

"One ring."

"Three rings."

"One ring."

"..."

I fired seven or eight shots in a row, but the results were not very satisfactory.

But there was no discouraged expression on Chu Qing's face. He lowered his head, his eyes fell on the Kowtow of Life and Death in his hand, and he fell into deep thought.

Looking at this scene, Mr. Qin's eyes showed a hint of appreciation.

To become a powerful gunslinger, talent and hard work are naturally necessary, but there is one thing that cannot be lacking.

That is to know how to think!

Only if you can think can you make progress!

After a moment, Chu Qing raised his head.

His face was expressionless, and there was no more wave in his dark eyes, like a deep pool with unclear depth.

He slowly raised it and kowtowed at life and death.

He began to control his breathing consciously, and his chest rose and fell slightly as his arms rose.

Suddenly, a white lightning flashed in his eyes!

There was a bang, and gunshots rang out!

The bullet hit the target hard.

Mr. Qin looked over and the expression on his face suddenly froze.

"This shot..."

"Nine Rings!"

When he said these two words, there was a hint of uncertainty in Mr. Qin's tone.

Chu Qing's shot actually hit nine rings! Is this luck or strength?

"Nine rings?"

Glancing at the gun marks on the gun target, Chu Qing lowered his head slightly, thoughtfully.

After a while, he controlled the breathing rate rhythmically, then raised his hand to knock on life and death, his breath stagnated, and he pulled the trigger at the same time.

boom--!

The gunfire rang out, and a white bullet whizzed through the air and flashed in the air.

With a bang, the bullet hit the gun target, causing the latter to shake violently.

Mr. Qin turned his head and looked at it, and couldn't help but be startled.

He moved his lips and said: "Eight...eight rings!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another gunshot rang out!

"This shot...Nine Rings!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Gunshots continued.

"Seven rings!"

"Eight rings!"

"Seven rings!"

"Nine Rings!"

"Ten rings!"

"Ten rings!"

"Ten rings!"

"..."

Chu Qing had no expression on his face as he fired several shots in a row. The results of each shot were above six rings, and the following shots even fired a series of ten rings!

"This... this kid." A look of shock appeared on Mr. Qin's face.

He did not expect that Chu Qing had just discovered the key to shooting by relying on his intuition - mastering breathing!

When shooting, the gunman must follow the shooting procedure and focus completely on his target. Any form of distraction will waste extra time and interfere with the accuracy of shooting to a great extent.

Breathing will cause movement of the chest and shoulders, which will prevent the shooter from achieving the most relaxed state when raising the gun and extending the arm. In this way, it is absolutely impossible to hit the target accurately, so within a few seconds from raising the gun to starting shooting , must stop breathing.

Mr. Qin didn't tell Chu Qing this essential point because he wanted to see how Chu Qing would respond to the situation where he couldn't shoot the target accurately. However, he didn't expect that after shooting a few shots, Chu Qing had already noticed the difficulty of breathing. importance, and quickly start trying to adjust your breathing to adapt your breathing rhythm to the shooting rhythm.

"This is not something you can do just by thinking!"

A strange light flashed in Mr. Qin's eyes, and he thought to himself: "Only warriors who are born with strong gun sense can master the essentials of shooting in a short period of time. This kid's gun sense is probably not inferior to Xiao Xuan's!"

Suddenly, the gunshots echoing through the halls disappeared.

Chu Qing put down the kowtow of life and death, lowered her eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Jiejiejiejie."

A strange buzzing sound came from the dark muzzle. This sound was Chu Qing's continuous delivery of source material to the power furnace of life and death, condensing it into bullets.

The magazine of Knock Life and Death can hold eight bullets in total. After about ten seconds, Chu Qing finally completed loading.

"It's time to show real technology!"

With a frivolous smile on his lips, Chu Qing suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes flashed with light, he raised his hand and fired a shot!

After one shot, another shot!

Eight shots in a row!

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Eight bullets flew out of the muzzle one after another, in a straight line, and suddenly flew towards the target!

Bang-!

The first bullet hit the target, leaving a gun mark in the center of the target, that is, on the bullseye!

The second bullet followed the first bullet and also left a gun mark on the bullseye!

The same goes for the third bullet!

Fourth, fifth, sixth...

Eight consecutive bullets hit the bullseye without any deviation!

When the third bullet hit the bullseye, a small crack suddenly appeared on the bullseye, and with the arrival of bullets, the cracks became longer and longer, cracking like a spider web.

When the eighth bullet hit the bullseye, there was a loud bang, and the entire gun target exploded into countless fragments, flying around!

Was the gun target broken by this kid? Qin Lao's pupils shrank slightly, and then he waved his hand casually, and the flying fragments immediately stopped in the air, and then all fell to the ground.

"That... Mr. Qin."

Chu Qing scratched his head, looked at the old man hopefully, and said, "How is my gun feeling? It shouldn't be too bad, right?"

The corners of Mr. Qin's mouth twitched slightly, "It's... not bad."

He coughed lightly, walked up to Chu Qing with his hands behind his back, and said, "You barely passed. You are qualified to learn my gun fighting skills. However, you started too late, so the next training will be more difficult. You have to Be mentally prepared.”

"no problem."

Chu Qing clenched his hands and knelt down, looked at Mr. Qin and said seriously: "No matter how lucky or hard it is, I will persevere!"

"Very good." Mr. Qin nodded slightly appreciatively, then spread out his hand and motioned Chu Qing to hand the Kowtow of Life and Death to him.

Mr. Qin smiled and said, "I will explain to you the art of gun fighting now."

He cleared his throat and said slowly: "The so-called gun fighting technique actually refers to the skill of using gun fighting."