Although he was a little envious of Fangzheng's talent, Old Jeff didn't want to teach Fangzheng because he was jealous, but thought of how many people had wasted a lot of time in many dangerous situations because they had learned too much and too much, and as a result, they should have learned well but didn't practice well, and lost their lives.

So old Jeff reminded: "Boy, don't just think about learning my marksmanship, don't forget that you are a mage, and a mage should learn spells, not other useless things." ”

"Useless?! Hahaha, old guy, aren't you stupid, two of my current spells can't be used because of summoning, and the other is useless when fighting, you let me, a mage, use spells, what spells do I use? Thunder Light Spear? Or two other spells! ”

It's not that I don't believe that two spells can't help me, but because the spell increases the attribute time is too short, and it's almost the same as the boss fight, but at this time, this kind of attrition war is effective but not too useful.

And the three-second chanting time of the Thunder Light Spear has already made Fang Zheng abandon it, and another disadvantage of the Thunder Light Spear is that Fang Zheng has already beaten it into the cold palace, without him, because although it is said that it can increase the bonus of 0.6 points of his spell damage, but after the physical strength appears, this unlimited upper limit also appears, and the upper limit of the limit is the mana value brought by twenty points of spiritual power.

It's good to say that the rotten people have not changed, but now the health of the rotten people is one hundred to two hundred, and the damage of one hundred and four of the thunder light spear is that after piercing a rotten man, it will damage two additional rotten people at most, and the chanting time of three seconds plus the flight speed of the thunder spear is not fast, and it is better to put spells in this time to fire a few more shots to deal higher damage.

Therefore, for his identity as a mage, if it weren't for the initial doubling of his attributes to keep him alive until now, if it weren't for the fact that this powerful summoning hero skill was in hand at this time, Fang Zheng would have regretted that he didn't have any other offensive spells for this canonical mage profession.

"Then your learning focus should also be on spells, although the gunslinger is also suitable for you, and I can see your talent for martial arts, but we have experienced dangerous times and have no extra free time for you to learn more, and you already have a profession to learn spells is the best choice, although it seems useless now."

"You also know it's useless, to put it bluntly, my spells are useless, because the heroes I summoned are so that the newcomers can live longer, so I look at the person who summoned him just doesn't help, and it's for your good, and when the person who summoned him didn't have the slightest ability to humbly ask for advice, he said that a mage who hasn't learned any offensive spells is better to study spells, because learning spells is the best choice."

Saying that, Fang Zheng's left hand Zhan Yu slammed into the big fat rotten man behind him, and his smiling face revealed coldness in his eyes: "Old Jeff, you are indeed very powerful, I have to admit it, but I respect you because you can be my teacher and teach me more things that can keep me alive, I am a very realistic person, I have my own goals and my own direction of struggle, even if the things I decide are wrong, I will not give up easily." ”

"So I want to ask you, what would you do if you knew that a person could help you, but he prevaricated you with excuses that everyone knew were useless to reality?"

"I'm not prevaricating you, I'm doing it for your good." Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Old Jeff felt very uncomfortable in his heart, because he didn't think he knew many ways to fight with a gun, but he didn't teach Fang Zheng anything wrong.

"I also know that what you want is for my good, but please you, a powerful person who has lived for many years, rub your eyes and see the situation clearly, okay, now I don't have the ability to save my life at all, now I don't have anything to learn, and now I don't learn anything is a waste, and there are no spells for me to learn, so you can't put away those useless prejudices, and then tell me that you damn arc ballistics, should you fight like this!"

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, Fang Zheng's fingers pulled the trigger of the gun in his hand, accompanied by the firing pin hitting the tail end of the bullet, a bullet case flew out of the exit groove and the bullet rotated and flew out in the barrel, because Fang Zheng's arm flicked to drive the wrist to shake, and the rapidly rotating warhead in the barrel no longer flew out according to a straight trajectory under the slight influence, but flew out of an arc in a spiral.

When the water droplets on the glass no longer fall vertically, but flow down obliquely, you can't see anything in a short distance, it is a little distance, but when this glass is 100 meters high, you will find that the water droplets are actually farther and farther away from the vertical rules because of a little deviation, and when the water droplets flow to the ground, they are far from the vertical landing point.

But what if you replaced the flat glass with a column?

The principle of arc ballistics is exactly this, if the bullet flies out directly, it is a branch, and the branch line will be deflected to a ridiculous point after being affected by an external force, but the trajectory of the bullet is arc, so the bullet flies out of the barrel and flies along the arc trajectory towards the front under rotation, through the control of different forces, this arc will also show different bends in different distances.

Fang Zheng was not strong enough to master the bending, so this shot was just a feeling, but when the bullet arced around a group of rotten people and then seemed to have an invisible big hand playing with it, and then the bullet grazed the round cap on Old Jeff's head and hit a bullet hole, Old Jeff realized that he was wrong.

At this time, Wu Yong took advantage of the unhurried battle of Fang Zheng, and had already fought out of this group of rotten people, but it was not Wu Yong who cleaned up all the rotten people, but was torn a trace of wounds by the poisonous rotten people around him, and felt that his body was weak for a short period of time and there were many flaws, in order to get himself out of this predicament that was likely to lead to his own death, Wu Yong also thought of his pistol.

But when Wu Yong, who turned his head at will, wanted to see how Fang Zheng was fighting, he suddenly heard that there was a lot of dissatisfaction in Fang Zheng's words, so Wu Yong saw that Fang Zheng had intentionally or unintentionally used Zhan Yu and pistols and shotguns to play his own tactics, and wondered how Fang Zheng would talk to that old Jeff, when he happened to see a curved bullet shoot out of the barrel of the gun, and knocked off the hat on the old Jeff's head in an arc.

In the middle of the hat, a shot seemed to hit the entire depression on the iron plate, and the bullet holes embedded in it almost made Wu Yong's eyes pop out.

"I ...... Go! After a long note, Wu Yong killed the rotten people who rushed over with a few shots, but at this time, looking at his decent marksmanship, Wu Yong suddenly felt a little ashamed, this kind of marksmanship is so embarrassing compared to the old Jeff and Fangzheng's little pervert!

So Wu Yong put away the pistol, which had not many bullets, and rushed forward to start a new round of hand-to-hand combat with the rotten people.

After Fang Zheng fired this shot, with the help of the rotation of his arm, a charging God of War tornado suddenly spun out and turned himself towards Old Jeff.

Seeing his movements, the frightened old Jeff took a step back, and Fang Zheng smiled: "Don't be nervous, I just hope you can help me, if you are still a bystander, I think a skeleton warrior will be much more effective than you." ”

"Hmph, this kind of thing can only rely on oneself in battle." Saying this, Old Jeff still chose to do it, and when Old Jeff raised the pistol in his hand, it was faster than a submachine gun, and a series of bullets flew out in an instant, except for the thin rotten man and the fat rotten man who were facing Fangzheng, all the remaining rotten people shot into the eye socket with all the bullets facing this side.

The thumb of the right hand pressed the little finger and picked it up, and the magazine fell to the ground, and the magazine of the left hand, which had been prepared for a long time, was buckled in, and the trigger was tapped again, and a string of bullets flew out. At this time, the old Jeff did not change the magazine with his left hand, but took out another pistol, kicked the falling magazine into the air with his right foot, and used the falling right hand to help, and the left hand, which was not yet stable, shook and the bullet was shot out of it.

Twelve bullets hit the vital point of every rotten person without falling, and Fang Zheng's ears were like hearing a lot of information about killing the rotten people by himself as if he had heard the screen, and as he retreated and the rotten people one by one, only Fang Zheng and the fat and thin two rotten people who were disabled by Fang Zheng were left in the field.

As soon as he raised his shotgun and fired, the thin rotten man was forced by Fang Zheng towards the fat rotten man, although Fang Zheng didn't know how the old Jeff made the bullet penetrate the rotten man, but from the previous watching and pondering, Fang Zheng was able to penetrate the rotten man in his own way.

The bullet passed through the side of the thin man's throat and hit the fat rotten man in the back, but the square was not enough, and shot the thin man in the ear.

But the thin rot man's movements were still too fast, while squatting down sensitively, the thin rotten man with more than two hundred health points left was not blocked by other rotten people, and pounced towards Fang Zheng again, at the same time, the old Jeff had already changed the magazines of the two pistols, looking at the poisonous rotten man behind him, the flames spewed out from the muzzle were like the anger in his heart when Fang Zheng was regarded as a skeletal warrior who was not even as good as a skeleton warrior.

Not knowing that the old Jeff would fight the rotten man in front of him as his own, Fang Zheng raised the battle royal and wondered if he was using a shotgun to assist and kill him in one fell swoop when he was close, but he didn't expect the fat rotten man to move much faster than himself.

Because the rotten people around him kept blocking, and the thin rotten people dangled around, so that the fat rotten people had no way to make a move, so the fat rotten man became a target-like existence, and seven hundred points of health in front of Fang Zheng was a shuttle bullet, if it weren't for the fact that many rotten people shared Fang Zheng's attention, the fat rotten man could already be said to be dead at this time.

And because Fang Zheng used the thin rotten man to shoot just now, the fat rotten man whose health was about to be emptied was like a bag, so he seemed to be aware of this, and the fat rotten man was angry.

grabbed the thin rotten man in front of him, and the fat rotten man bit the thin rotten man's throat in Fang Zheng's stunned eyes, no matter how the thin rotten man was struggling, the fat rotten man bit the thin rotten man in his hand, and Fang Zheng could clearly see that the health value on the top of the fat rotten man's head was slowly growing every time he bit the thin man's hand, and the thin rotten man's two hundred health was bitten by a few bites, and only more than thirty remained.

Killed the thin rotten man with one shot, looking at the fat rotten man who had eaten one hundred and seventeen and increased his life by one hundred and fifteen lives, Fang Zheng was actually shocked in his heart. This is just like the elite rotten man he saw at the beginning, he was able to replenish his health by gnawing his companions, if he was surrounded by a group of rotten people just now, Fang Zheng could be sure that as long as he hit this fat rotten man first, he would definitely waste a lot of strength, because the fat rotten man could casually catch a rotten man and eat a few bites to restore his health.

"Wu Yong, be careful of the fat rotten people, they can eat their companions to restore their health, and finally clean up!"

"Yes, I don't know, I was killed directly and quickly just now, and I'll pay attention to it next!" Hearing Fangzheng's reminder, Wu Yong responded, and then dodged those poisonous rotten people, thinking that a rotten man who shouted just now that he could call the rotten man to attack should be an order, and after another rotten man screamed, these rotten people were poisonous, so Wu Yong also thought of something.

"You should also be careful of the ordinary looking but screaming rotten people, who can not only call the rotten to attack you, but also have an extra kind of paralysis in these rotten people...... Dry, paralyzing your body with poison! ”

When he heard Wu Yong speak, he was attacked by several rotten people, and Fang Zheng, who directly killed the fat rotten man, couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at, let's kill the two leaders who control the rot first!"

Hearing Old Jeff's words with the smell of gunpowder, Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders and shot directly at the rotten people in the face, and soon the two high-level rotten people who controlled the rotten people fell, and Fang Zheng heard the prompt.

"Successfully kill a group of eighteen rotten people, and the additional reward for killing a group of eighteen rotten people again will be doubled!"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng reminded Wu Yong: "Attention, you don't need to kill them all, it should be six different types to kill one task separately, even if you complete it, the next reward can be doubled!" ”

"Got it."

Fang Zheng, who had completed a group of kills, was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, looking at the time that nearly an hour had passed, guessing that he would be able to kill several groups of eighteen rotten people after he became proficient, and at the same time asked Old Jeff: "I said Mr. Jie, can you teach me those skills that you are proud of now, but I don't have any other abilities except guns and melee combat." ”

"Don't call me Teacher Jie, Fack, why did it take me a world for a genius to learn those, but you kid only glanced at it and touched the tricks of several marksmanship, Fack, after seeing you, I don't know what a genius is!"