"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

25 meters away from the target, Gu Yuanbai concentrated on holding the gun and holding the gun, aiming at the bull's-eye and firing five bullets in a row with a Type 92 semi-automatic pistol.

"Smack, smack, smack." A wonderful operation couldn't help but make Jiang Feng applaud, and walked up and patted Gu Yuanbai on the shoulder and said, "Perfect, a total of five shots, three shots missed the target, amazing!" ”

"Shouldn't it......" Putting the gun back on the table, Gu Yuanbai looked at the humanoid target in the distance and was extremely depressed.

After entering the shooting room, Shen Yunji happily let the students start shooting practice after explaining the precautions.

And this practice made all the previous group of people who felt that they were already the king of guns when they were studying theory, including Gu Yuanbai, who had five bullets and three missed the target just now.

Then, after everyone finished the first round, Shen Yunji began to gradually correct their wrong shooting habits, and comforted some students who did not have good shooting results: "Don't be in a hurry, you already have the muscle stability and muscular endurance required for shooting, and the rest is to exercise muscle memory, with enough shots, your accuracy will naturally go up." ”

As if to implement this statement, all the students in the next two firearms classes kept shooting under the guidance of Teacher Shen.

As he shot more often, Jiang Feng became more and more aware of why firearms could not be the main weapon of a professional.

Because Jiang Feng could use the Holy Light to strengthen the Type 92 semi-automatic pistol in his hand, but he couldn't strengthen the bullets fired.

In other words, in the hands of a professional, the butt of a rifle smashed with all his strength is much more powerful than the bullet that is fired.

Therefore, firearms are a secondary weapon for professionals, after all, it is the most powerful weapon without using magic, and can be used to deal with some unexpected situations.

When the firearms class was over, Jiang Feng shook his slightly sore right hand and found Gu Yuanbai and asked, "How is it, how many ......rings have you played?"

But before Jiang Feng could finish asking, Gu Yuanbai quickly slipped away.

"This guy...... Are the results so bad? ”

……

"Brother Jiang, let's go to the cafeteria together." As soon as he got out of the shooting room, Jiang Tongfang walked up to Jiang Feng and asked.

Since Jiang Feng won the championship in the [Challenge Cup], his status in the class has made a leap and bound, although everyone in the class before also knew that he was powerful, but he would not show it too obviously, but now a "Brother Jiang" can be shouted very naturally.

Jiang Feng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Next time, I still have some training to do." ”

"Okay~ Then I'll go first."

Waiting for Jiang Tongfang to wave away, Jiang Feng walked to the station and got on the No. 6 school bus bound for the Hunter Academy.

Deng Jun's efficiency is very high, and he found a teacher from the Hunter Academy for Jiang Feng on the third after the game, and he is also the most elite tracking class teacher of the Hunter Academy, with the same status as the trial class of the Holy Knights' Academy.

This made Jiang Feng extremely surprised, and he kept sighing at Mr. Deng's vast magical powers.

But when he saw the Hunter Academy teacher named Liu Xuezhen, his first words confused Jiang Feng.

"You can ask me to teach you that, but you'll have to compete with one of my students once a week."

Hearing this, Jiang Feng blurted out directly and asked, "The student you are talking about...... Is it Dunin? ”

"That's right, it's him, do you promise?"

"Of course, I'd love to play him."

"Okay, then you come to me two hours after dinner and Saturdays and Sundays, and I will train you the most rigorously."

……

Familiar with the way to a hunter's hut, Jiang Feng knocked on the door made of black iron and wood.

"Come in." Liu Xuezhen's deep voice responded.

Pushing open the door and walking in, a refreshing smell immediately came, Jiang Feng took a sip with a very enjoyable expression and said: "Cotton wood flower, roselle grass, olive essential oil, and ...... Thorn nectar. ”

"Well, that's a good answer." Liu Xuezhen, who was stirring something, said with a smile.

After a month of getting along, Liu Xuezhen now has no problem with this student of the Holy Horse Academy who defeated his beloved disciple, and he really feels that Jiang Feng is very similar to when he was young, smart, studious, diligent, long and handsome.

took two steps forward, and just as Jiang Feng was about to take out the [Smelling Fragrance Bottle] from the cabinet to practice by himself as before, he heard Teacher Liu say: "Don't take it, your basic skills of smell have been quite solid, and today I will start training you in hearing." ”

"Yes." Hearing this, Jiang Feng closed the cabinet door and walked back to Liu Xuezhen.

Putting aside the fragrant clay pot in his hand, Liu Xuezhen looked at Jiang Feng and said, "Do you remember what I said to you when I first started training my sense of smell?" ”

Jiang Feng replied after a moment of recollection: "Do you want to train the five senses, that is, to train them to pay attention to objective things first?" ”

Nodding with satisfaction, Liu Xuezhen continued: "Hearing is not as subtle as many people think, which means that his hearing is very good. ”

"A really good sense of hearing should focus on concentration, distribution and sensitivity, in short, its ability to gather information."

Jiang Feng listened very carefully, and quickly took out the small notebook in his pants pocket and memorized it.

After Jiang Feng quickly finished memorizing, Liu Xuezhen continued: "It may be a bit abstract to say this, let's do a simple quiz."

"The rules are very simple, if I say the name of the fruit, you raise your left hand, if I say the name of the animal, you raise your right hand, and if I say something other than these two, you clap your hands, understand?"

"Understood." Jiang Feng nodded.

"Okay, let's get straight to it, Apple."

Jiang Feng thought for a moment after hearing this, and immediately raised his left hand.

"It's too slow." After speaking, Liu Xuezhen continued to shout: "Train." ”

Jiang Feng immediately clapped his hands.

"Still too slow, Orange."

In this way, Liu Xuezhen reported one noun after another, Jiang Feng was a little unaccustomed to it at first, but after a few rounds, the reaction became faster.

But when he reacted a little faster, the speed at which Liu Xuezhen reported the ranking increased several times, which made Jiang Feng's rhythm chaotic in an instant, and he made the wrong move several times in a row.

Until the end, he actually felt a feeling of motion sickness, and even wanted to vomit......

"Can't hold on?" Seeing that Jiang Feng couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all, Liu Xuezhen asked with a smile.

"Yes...... It's a bit of a mess, let me sort it out. After taking two breaths of relief, Jiang Feng replied.

"Ignore it, this is a very normal reaction at the beginning of the training, because usually your brain rarely makes a very detailed and specific analysis based on what you hear, so just such a simple test is enough to keep up with the speed of your information processing."

"I see, I see."

Jiang Feng nodded, and began to gradually understand the meaning of the three words "concentration, distribution, and sensitivity" in Mr. Liu's mouth.