Wu Mian held the Kaishan Sword and stood on the marking line 15 meters away.

After seeing Wu Mian standing firm, Zhou Hui was not polite, and directly shot over.

For a martial artist who has reached the level of proficiency in marksmanship, she wants to see: how can the other party pretend to be this force!?

Wu Mian stared at the trajectory of the bullet, the Kaishan sword in his hand was quickly raised, and a backhand sword was struck.

This sword is an oblique ghost cut in the ghost cut.

For a swordsman who has reached the proficient level of swordsmanship, his current fixed move speed can reach more than 200+, and even if he has other moves, he can reach more than 160+ if he uses the power of qi and blood in his body to urge the explosion.

Perhaps because this sword is cut out with the blade, the speed is reduced to 150-due to the influence of the wind.

But the speed has slowed down, but it is convenient for Wu Mian to control.

Smack!

The rubber bullet hit the body of the Kaishan sword.

Wu Mian's arm didn't move, so he unloaded the impact of the rubber bullet and slapped the rubber bullet at Zhou Hui's position, but unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

Even if his swordsmanship reached the mastery level, it still couldn't reach this level.

But......

Wu Mian felt that the power of the rubber bullet was not as good as that of a sparring partner in the past few days, and the reckless opening of the mountain, compared to this small rubber bullet, I don't know how powerful it was.

"Blocked!?"

Zhou Hui raised her eyebrows, the training gun shook slightly, bang, bang, and fired three shots in one breath, aiming at Wu Mian's legs and chest respectively.

Wu Mian stared at the trajectory of the bullet, and moved the sword in his hand like a finger.

The first sword directly uses a stabbing rain, and the blade of the sword is tilted from the bottom to the top, stabbing out diagonally, intercepting the trajectory of the bullet.

In comparison, Wu Mian's hand speed was one step faster.

Blocking the first bullet, Wu Mian used his sword to exert his strength again, and in a very short time, he withdrew the thorn rain, protected it on his chest, and blocked the second bullet.

Finally, a slight shift of the sword was used to block the third shot......

"What a strong nerve response!"

Zhou Hui was secretly shocked in her heart.

There is no interval between her three shots at all, but Wu Mian can react in such a short time, know the trajectory and sequence of bullets, and predict and resist in advance.

At least when the martial artist is faced with a hot weapon, he will choose to dodge and dodge as soon as possible, the target is too small, and there will rarely be a fool like Wu Mian who uses swordsmanship to block.

"Mastery-level swordsmanship?!"

Zhou Hui thought secretly in her heart, gathered her mind, and was about to bombard Wu Mian indiscriminately, but saw Wu Mian put down the shuriken and took the initiative to say, "That's it." ”

Zhou Hui stared at Wu Mian, only to see that his face was a little pale, his forehead was sweating, and his breathing was heavy, hehe.

After a morning of training, I didn't have much rest, and I was pulled in for some live ammunition training, especially in order to perform real swordsmanship, which consumed the power of qi and blood, and had to concentrate my mind, which was really too draining.

After a few swords, I couldn't hold on anymore.

Wu Mian noticed the other party's teasing eyes, coughed, and changed the topic: "Ahem, your spear skills are so good, and the speed of pulling out the gun is so fast......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Hui suddenly raised his pistol and shot wildly at Wu Mian.

Wu Mian chose to dodge and dodge for the first time, but in the face of the furious shooting of a spear master, so many bullets came in unison, but he still hit the trick and was shot in the thigh by a rubber bullet.

Well!?

Wu Mian was well prepared, but when the bullet hit his thigh, it was not as painful as he thought......

Although the rubber bullet has a cushioning effect, which can make the ammunition fired at close range and only cause damage to the surface of the target, it can be used as a bullet with a speed of 150+, once it hits the human body, it still has a strong impact.

If an ordinary person is shot, he will be incapacitated on the spot, and Wu Mian will be like being pricked......

Unconsciously, Wu Mian had already reached the standard of an intermediate martial artist, and his physical strength had also reached a certain level.

"This gun isn't very powerful!?"

Wu Mian muttered in his heart.

"This is a firearm melee combat technique from the military, referred to as: gun fighting, which is a compulsory gun technique for the armed police. ”

Wu Mian thought of the speed at which the other party drew his gun, as well as the dexterity of his fingers...... I have to admit that this gun is indeed quite powerful in the hands of the other party.

"This is a training firearm, a real battlefield firearm, with a speed of at least 400 m/s, and this is also our main weapon in the fight against the barbarians. ”

As he spoke, Zhou Hui glanced at Wu Mian, hehe: "Otherwise, you really think that you can suppress the barbarians with the cold weapon in your hand!?"

Wu Mian was not convinced.

In the other world, guns and electronic equipment are not available, and if you want to explore the other world, you still have to rely on them......

Zhou Hui looked at Wu Mian's appearance, knowing that the other party was unconvinced, and he didn't bother to say much.

This kind of thing, when the other party has experienced it more, they will naturally understand.

Next, without any more live-fire training, Zhou Hui began to explain the gun fighting technique to Wu Mian.

Same as general martial arts, gun fighting can also be divided into several levels, such as beginner, proficient, and so on.

Zhou Hui's gunfighting skills have reached the proficiency level, and he can skillfully use firearms in various combat environments......

After hearing Zhou Hui's explanation, Wu Mian did not speak, he believed in the sword in his hand more than the firearm.

However, after seeing Zhou Hui's gun fight, Wu Mian felt that he had accelerated his learning to twist steps, otherwise he would really suffer in the face of a spear master like Zhou Hui.

......

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Mian left the Southern District Bureau with a large pile of professional books.

Before he got home, he saw several owners of nearby shops gathered at the door of his supermarket from a distance, and his father was also there.

"What's going on?"

Wu Mian sneaked forward, concentrated, and listened to a boss who lived in a family home: "...... Last night, I had heard the movement, but I was too tired, and I didn't get up to see, when I came together today, I saw that Lao Li's home was sealed, and Lao Li was also unlucky, and his house was idle for a long time, and it was hard to rent it out, and I encountered this kind of thing. ”

"Who the hell is that man? Why did he just move in and die so inexplicably? ”

"He shouldn't be a good person, or the police wouldn't have even investigated. ”

Wu Zhiyong spoke: "He was still buying water from me yesterday afternoon, and I really can't see that he looks honest." ”

At this time, a figure noticed Wu Mian, and pretended to be familiar and patted Wu Zhiyong on the shoulder: "Old Wu, my son is young, and he has already been admitted to the martial arts apprenticeship, and he may be able to be admitted to the martial arts in the future, and you will enjoy Qingfu by then." ”

Wu Zhiyong couldn't help laughing: "Warrior?!, what about the year of the monkey and the month of the horse......

Wu Mian stepped forward: "Dad, I'm back." ”

Wu Zhiyong saw the book in Wu Mian's hand: "I'm back, let's go up and eat!"

"Hmm!"

Wu Mian nodded in agreement, but his eyes were locked on this Wu Zhiyong, and he couldn't see anything unusual on the other party's face: "Isn't it Dad......"

He still suspected that his father had brought the black leather box to the bedroom.