After lunch, Lin Chen went to the town and bought an aconitum spear in the blacksmith shop, he was going to teach Duanmu Rong to practice marksmanship first, so that he could get started quickly and have combat ability as soon as possible.

Fist and foot kung fu can't be compared with knives and guns after all.

If it is said that the external strength is more effective than the internal strength, then the external strength, the training of weapons is much faster than the training of fists and feet.

After paying, when the aconitum spear was in his hands, Lin Chen had not yet walked out of the blacksmith shop, and he suddenly stopped, his face full of astonishment.

While holding a gun in each hand, he found that his marksmanship experience had doubled!

It turns out that when holding the same weapon in both hands, the experience points can be stacked!!

Lin Chen was surprised and delighted, he had previously held different weapons in both hands, but his experience growth had slowed down, making him think that he could only cultivate one weapon at the same time, but he had never thought of trying to hold the same weapon with both hands.

This is also to blame the original Yunhumen is too shabby, there is only one weapon of each weapon, he didn't expect this stubble at all.

He turned and went back to the smithy, grabbing a few more guns from the armory rack, two in each hand.

After waiting for a while, the increase in experience points did not change.

Lin Chen was stunned, knowing that he was a little greedy, it seemed that no matter how many identical weapons he held in one hand, it was calculated according to the experience growth of one weapon.

Although it is a little regrettable, he is already very satisfied with the unexpected joy of discovering this surprise today, if he is not going to practice the gun for Duanmu Rong, he estimates that it will be a long time before he discovers this trick!

"Boss, buy another gun!"

Lin Chen paid for another aconitum steel gun and returned to the mountain gate.

......

"We mortal sects have a total of two sets of external skills and one set of internal skills. ”

Lin Chen stood on the martial arts training ground, holding a spear in each hand, and said to Duanmu Rong, who was standing honestly in front of him: "According to the general cultivation, start with the basic external skills, with good qualifications, be diligent, and practice for about a year, you will be able to cultivate our sect's main external skills "Fuhu Fist". ”

Duanmu Rong listened obediently, but there was seriousness in her eyes.

At this moment, it was around one or two o'clock, there was no shade around the martial arts training ground, the sun was extremely strong, and the sun was shining overhead, she was sweating all over her body just by standing, but she still didn't shake at all, listening carefully to Lin Chen's words.

"However, practicing "Fuhu Fist", although the fist is fierce, how can the fist be comparable to a weapon?" Lin Chen said: "I'll teach you marksmanship first, one is to use the gun to exercise your arm strength and finger strength, and when you are proficient in the gun, and then practice the palm technique, you will get started faster!"

"Moreover, practicing guns can improve your combat ability as soon as possible, so that your combat effectiveness can surpass Xiao Wu and them. ”

Duanmu Rong was a little moved when she heard this, "Can I surpass them, they have been getting started that long before me......

"As long as you're diligent. Lin Chen interrupted her and said.

Seeing Lin Chen's serious expression, Duanmu Rong suddenly stopped speaking and nodded vigorously.

"Take it. Lin Chen handed her the aconitum steel gun in his hand.

Duanmu Rong took the gun, and when Lin Chen let go of her hand, she was suddenly taken aback, and was almost driven by the gun in her hand to fall.

"This aconitum steel gun, weighing thirty-three pounds, is a bit reluctant for you, but it also has a benefit, it can help you exercise your arm strength!"

Lin Chen took out another aconitum spear he bought from the weapon rack next to him, so that his palm was not empty in vain, and said: "From now on, even if you sleep, you have to hold this gun, the gun is your hand, and it cannot be separated, you know?"

Duanmu Rong was slightly stunned, and suddenly thought of seeing that no matter what Lin Chen was doing in the past two days, anytime, anywhere, he always held a gun in his hand, and it was such a heavy gun!

She was shocked in her heart, she heard Senior Sister Chu Wu say yesterday that this head of the family was from a big family, and he was a young master, who was lazy and lazy, but what lazy person would hold such a heavy weapon all the time and not even let go of eating? !

"I know, I will!" Duanmu Rong took a deep breath and gritted her teeth.

Lin Chen nodded with satisfaction, "Hold the gun all the time, let your body get used to it, start now, learn basic marksmanship from me." ”

With his current "intermediate mastery" marksmanship, it is completely easy to teach others basic marksmanship, you know, weapons to reach the intermediate mastery, is already considered a master of using soldiers, as for advanced mastery, it can be called exquisite.

The growth of experience in his mind brought him not simple experience numbers, but transformed into gun-related insights.

"Yes!" Duanmu Rong replied loudly.

"Let's 'split' the gun first!" Lin Chen said, turning his hands, the gun of more than thirty catties was as light as a wooden stick in his hand, and at the same time he made a downward chopping posture forward, and the weight of the gun body pulled his muscles and bones, making a slight sound.

Duanmu Rong saw that Lin Chen could do it with both hands at the same time, her eyes froze, she took a sharp breath, used all her strength to hold the spear, and slashed forward.

The gun came out, but his body leaned forward and he almost fell.

"Stand up and come again!" Lin Chen shouted.

Duanmu Rong gritted her teeth slightly, gasped, and slashed again.

"Not enough, come again!"

"Come again!"

Lin Chen taught Duanmu Rong over and over again, and at the same time he also practiced over and over again, and when he was practicing, he found that the growth of his marksmanship experience would jump from time to time, from +1 to +5, and occasionally when he was extremely easy to split, he would even have the idea of +10.

Seeing Lin Chen's tireless demonstration, Duanmu Rong already felt extremely tired, but she couldn't say that she wanted to rest, she gritted her teeth tightly and practiced hard over and over again, and soon her pink little hands grinded out blisters, and then wore out.

That night, seeing Duanmu Rong whose hands were trembling and couldn't even hold chopsticks, Chu Wu and Wu Yan were a little unbearable, Chu Wu said to Lin Chen: "On the first day, there is no need to use so much force, at least there is a gradual process, right?"

"Eat. Lin Chen didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Chu Wu was slightly suffocated, so he could only turn his head to Duanmu Rong and say, "Little junior sister, I'll go there when I go back, and I'll give you some medicine." ”

Duanmu Rong nodded lightly and said, "Senior sister, don't blame the master, he is for my good." ”

"He's abused you like this, and you still help him speak, I really don't know what kind of ecstasy soup he poured into you!" Chu Wu said angrily.

Duanmu Rong grinned and said, "I volunteered." ”

Lin Chen hurriedly ate, glanced at her, grabbed two spears, got up to leave, and said before leaving: "Rest early, and you will have to fight against the Bronze Bone Gate tomorrow." ”

Chu Wu and Wu Yan's faces turned pale, they glanced at each other, and quickly finished eating, Chu Wu took Duanmu Rong to apply the medicine, while Wu Yan simply cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and went directly back to his hut and continued to practice boxing in the room.

Next.

Early in the morning, before Lin Chen woke up, he heard Wu Yan's hurried shout from outside the door: "Master, get up quickly, they are coming!"