Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

The shooting range is at the back of the venue, and it is very spacious.

As for the guns, they were all shiny and well-maintained.

Zhao Cheng is not familiar with firearms, he only knows that these are guns, and it is not enough to ask him to name them.

"Haven't touched these things for a few years, bring some bullets."

When Wu Nian saw these guns, he said to the nearby staff, and he himself picked up one, quickly disassembled it, and then put it back together again, obviously he was no stranger to it.

While doing these things, his face was also full of nostalgia.

Naturally, there are no bullets in these guns. If you want bullets, you need the staff to get them, and when shooting targets, there are people following them, but it is to prevent accidents.

"Hahaha!"

"Speaking of which, when we were on overseas missions together, we talked about our dreams. I said that I would govern the country in the future. You said that you wanted to be an explorer and dig for treasures all over the world. Wang Zizai said that he wanted to open a big Internet cafe. , be your own boss, and play the game for as long as you want.”

"As a result, so many years have passed in a flash."

Yan Jinghong also stepped forward, picked up a gun, and fiddled with it.

"Hahaha!"

"As a result, now that I have gone to teach, you have become the boss. Wang Zizai, you are really free. You have gone overseas and become the head of a warlord. You really have the right name."

Wu Nian laughed.

It didn't take long for the staff to move a box of bullets.

"How about a comparison?!"

Wu Nian laughed.

"good!"

Yan Jinghong nodded.

Afterwards, the two held the same small pistol, loaded with bullets, and fired at the same time, five times in a row.

Two people, each with five shots, a total of ten bullets, all of them missed the target.

The staff looked a little dazed, but Zhao Cheng was startled.

He could see clearly that the reason why the five bullets of the two missed was not because they were inaccurate, but because they were too accurate.

Where did these two gods come from? !

"I haven't touched and grabbed for so many years, it's a little rusty."

Wu Nian sighed.

"At the beginning, I could shoot down your bullets in the air, and then hit the bull's-eye."

At this point, he changed the subject and said to Zhao Cheng: "Zhao Cheng, don't think our marksmanship seems to be cheating, ours is just a basic operation."

"This is the most basic gap between meditation and tranquility."

"Ordinary people may not be able to master this kind of marksmanship even if they practice hard for decades, but for swordsmen, they can basically master it as long as they touch the spear for a period of time."

"The most powerful swordsman is the sword. We can shoot down bullets with bullets, and cut bullets with swords. It will only be easier."

"Some senior swordsmen even do human body shooting experiments. One person, facing six guns, shoots for three minutes without any injuries."

Hearing this, Zhao Cheng thought about his performance in the dungeon, and he was not a swordsman yet, and thought about the power displayed by the blue-quality monster in the dungeon.

It seems that it is not incomprehensible for six guns to fire in three minutes.

You know, in the dungeon, the half-blue and half-purple martial arts overlord, Mie, knocked him out with fist wind from a hundred meters away.

The attributes of the real world are mainly focused on agility and spirit. It is not an exaggeration to have such speed and response.

"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. You have to mix the strength into one, so that there will be no problem, and then shoot according to your feeling."

Wu Nian guides Zhao Cheng.

Hearing this, Zhao Cheng adjusted slowly, knowing that the feeling was almost the same, and shot immediately.

Accompanied by a gunshot, Zhao Cheng only felt a strong force coming from his hand, but it didn't make his body shake a bit.

And it was this shot that let Zhao Cheng know that what Wu Nian said was true.

Really reached the realm, learning everything is easy.

In the first shot, Zhao Cheng was still a little off, but by the time of the third shot, he had already hit the target.

Eight points of spiritual power, coupled with subtle special effects, can do this easily.

"sharp!"

"In the stage of entering tranquility, the entire Tianmen, no, the entire Yanhuang, I'm afraid there won't be many who can be stronger 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.

And Wu Nian also became serious, which also allowed him to see Zhao Cheng's subtle state.

"I have some doubts, you are the protagonist of the era."

"According to this rhythm, I am destined to leave my name in history."

Wu Nian murmured.

"You go out first."

Wu Nian waved and said to the staff.

The staff looked at Yan Jinghong, saw Yan Jinghong nodded, and then backed out. When they were far away, Wu Nian said, "Old Yan, you can lure Zhao Cheng into the Confucian school."

"If it was in the past, it would not be a problem, but recently, the Confucian sect has been fiercely divided."

Yan Jinghong shook his head.

"It's 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 domain of a master, but also has enough background to comprehend the subtleties."

When Yan Jinghong heard the words, his complexion changed a few 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's a pity that although Confucianism was taught by sages, Confucianism can't represent sages after all. The principles of sages will last forever, but future generations of disciples cannot uphold them."

"Perhaps our Confucian school will lose a future saint because of this."

"Let Zhao Xiaoyou go to the world to test the sword!"

"I appreciate your kindness, the Confucian sect doesn't have this kind of virtue now."

"It's not a good thing if virtue doesn't match."

"What's more, trying the sword 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, such a talent, for the sake of his family's orthodoxy, must find a way to keep him, even if he is not suitable.

All of a sudden, everyone was silent.

Zhao Cheng didn't know much about Confucianism, but he had read some history and knew that it was roughly similar to a faction, or a circle.

In this era, although these things have already faded away, they still exist all the time, but they are not known to outsiders.

At the same time, he also thought that Yan Jinghong's coming to Tianmen may not be all because of his dead wife, he may have come here to avoid disaster.

Factional strife, past, present, and future, have been extremely cruel. Throughout history, which time was it not a careless death that resulted in death without a place to bury it? !