"To be honest, below the level of the Great Martial Sect, the lethality of hot weapons is much stronger than that of cold weapons. The red hair sighed, "If you give me a D-class thermal weapon, I will dare to break into that snake pool that day!"

Du Bixing thought it was true, and before his own Force was not enough to form a barrier to block the damage of the thermal weapon, no matter how powerful the Martial Sect was, he would not dare to resist this thing.

"The most basic and important thing about firearms is accurate shooting. Don't think it's easy, first you have to master the construction of various firearms, power, firing speed, etc., and even in different situations, the way to use them is different. ”

Red Mao pointed to the laser gun in his hand and said: "Just like this laser gun, if you shoot at a target in the water, you have to take into account the problem of ray refraction." ”

He has a lot of experience, and Du Bixing listened to him carefully.

"Let's try it, you are a martial artist, it must be no problem to shoot at a fixed point, just come and move and shoot again and again. The red fur brought up the mobile shooting template.

In front of it is a wall of light, with small moving dots of light flashing, and if you shoot with a gun, you will be scored.

Hongmao tried a game by himself, and the light curtain wall was a mile away from them, and the small light spots were only the size of fingernails, moving rapidly.

If it is an ordinary person who looks at it, he can only see a piece of white, and he is afraid that his eyes will shine.

The red fur picked up the laser gun and shot at a rapid pace, his wrist kept shaking, hitting small points of light. By the time the shooting was over, the shooting evaluation gave a score of 88 points.

"88 points, haha, the system ranks 156th, how about it?" Red Hair was slightly smug, this ranking already showed that he was a sharpshooter.

"Awesome!" Du Bixing praised, "I'll try." ”

At the beginning of the shooting, Du Bixing thought that it would not be difficult, but when he actually shot, he found that it was very difficult to hit a small point of light moving rapidly at a distance of one mile.

Prediction, timing, eyesight and other factors will make a mistake become a few meters worse.

After one game, he scored 63 points. Du Bixing was unwilling and continued to test the second game.

"Practice makes perfect. When you practice more, you will naturally be able to raise the level. And this is still the easiest kind of shooting, there is no interference from other factors, otherwise it is more difficult. The red hair laughed.

In terms of shooting, he finally managed to regain some face.

This time, Du Bixing secretly used somersault cloud particles to enhance perception. In his mind, this is the same as practicing the body, which depends on perception and prediction. That being the case, somersault cloud particles can also be used to assist in the exercise.

When Du Bixing shot again, the red fur immediately felt the difference. Du Bixing was a little rusty at first, but after a few minutes, he seemed to be reborn and transformed into a sharpshooter.

Every time he fires, he can accurately target the target. Even if there were one or two miscalculations, he was able to fire a second shot in a very short time and re-fire the target.

This operation is not at all like a newcomer, but a master of playing with guns!

"With a rating of 93 points, it is ranked 55th in the current system. Seeing the ratings and rankings given by the shooting system, the red hair was a little stunned.

"I'll go, it's only the second time, you're 93 points, ranking higher than me!" He felt that his self-confidence had been severely hit, how could this be?

"Is this what is called genius? When I practiced guns, it took me half a year to get 80 points!" said the red hairer "aggrievedly".

Du Bixing smiled and said, "You weren't a martial artist when you practiced before, but I'm already a martial artist." The observation and reaction are relatively strong, and the feel is better, so that's it. ”

"That's it, that's also a change of state!" Redfur had to obey, he sighed, "I feel like I can't teach you anymore, otherwise in two days, I won't have a place to surpass you." ”

"Don't be so stingy, please drink in the evening. Du Bixing said, "Taizhou Hall!"

"Taizhou Guild Hall!" Hongmao's eyes lit up, and he said: "Good place, I've always heard how high-end and good it is, but I'm not qualified to enter." It's done!"

In the evening, Du Bixing invited not only the red hair, but also other MSI hunters. There are more than a dozen of them.

He wanted to get acquainted with these people more, not to mention anything else, if something happened in the future, he could find someone to help. In terms of actual combat and survivability, these hunters are much stronger than the students of Taizhou University.

The large bar in the Taizhou Guild Hall, red light and green wine, full of people. Du Bixing treats them and lets them have fun here.

"Good guy, the one who sings is actually a low-level martial artist!" said Hongmao excitedly, "The fluctuation of mental power in the singing voice made my whole body explode!"

"This place is really more upscale than the bar outside! This scarlet kiss is made with the blood of alien beasts! It tastes great!" said the other hunter.

"The girls here are not bad!" A hunter was looking at a plump girl with "appreciation" and commented: "The girls here look like the kind of pampered ladies, although they all have some kind of original martial arts cultivation, but most of them are physically strengthened, and the Force is actually used for beauty!"

"Their other combat power is not strong, and you may not be their opponent in that regard!" one hunter teased, and the others laughed.

Han Wei asked Du Bixing in a low voice: "Du Bixing, can you survive the consumption of so many people?"

Du Bixing said arrogantly: "It's okay, as long as you don't consume those special luxury goods, I'll cover them all." ”

He is not a local tyrant, but this time the guest must be invited.

Everyone eats, drinks and is merry, so happy. Most of these hunters also have a relatively bold personality, and after a few glasses of wine, they call each other brothers.

"Desert intestinal worms know, right?" After drinking too much wine, they naturally began to brag to each other, and Han Wei, who had always been calm, was no exception.

"You know, it lives in the desert, it's huge, and it looks like an earthworm that can burrow. It is a high-level martial sect, and it will die if it is dragged to the bottom of the desert!"

"That's right!" Han Wei nodded, "I think I encountered a swarm of intestinal worms in the desert hunting area back then! That's a whole dozen desert intestinal worms!"

"Then how did you get back?" asked Du Bixing.

"Hey. That time was also my fate, a strange beast like an intestinal worm, it was afraid of fire! There was an oily substance in its body, and it would burn at a moment. There were a few hunters with me at the time, so we coated the hides with fuel, wrapped them around ourselves, and set them on fire. Then the intestinal worms will not eat us. But I almost burned myself to death that time, and I still have scars on my back......"

"Awesome, ruthless! Come on, drink one!"

Du Bixing, Han Wei, Hongmao and the others were drinking happily, when suddenly a hunter rushed over and said, "Oh no, the eagle is fighting with people." ”

Yingzi is the nickname of one of the hunters among them, his real name is Fan Ying, he is one year younger than Du Bixing, but he is a low-level martial arts sect with a high talent.