Huo Wenjun suddenly spoke and interrupted Peng Yixing.

"Brother rick, what does it feel like to have a 'gun feeling'?"

Peng Yixing stopped talking and looked at Huo Wenjun with a strange expression.

Guan Zu, who was beside him, had a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Gun feeling?

Is this a gun assembly technique, or something else?

Although Peng Yixing was a little strange, he still replied: "The so-called gun feeling can actually be understood as the sixth sense. A top gunner can be cultivated. For example, if someone fills the live ammunition and aims within the effective shooting range, the top gunner can detect it in advance."

Huo Wenjun suddenly realized that he did not let Peng Yixing go, and then asked the second profound question that was obviously beyond his current realm, and then the third and fourth...

"Ding! The host is learning the skill "gun technique" and obtaining experience value of 71"

“…”

In the mind, the system prompts keep flashing.

This state lasted for an hour, and Huo Wenjun's problems became more and more profound, and it could even be said to be fantasy. These are all Peng Yixing's experiences over the years of playing guns, and he has no chance to talk about them on weekdays.

Peng Yixing's expression became more and more exciting, and he stared at Huo Wenjun with strange eyes, as if he had seen a monster.

What are he asking about this guy?

How can these questions be asked by a beginner?

Peng Yixing's heart was filled with strangeness and shock.

However, although he was surprised at why a beginner asked such a question, Peng Yixing's interest was getting higher and higher, and he was completely distracted from his previous perfunctory behavior. Instead, he became more and more energetic and took Huo Wenjun's questions seriously.

Seeing the two people who became more and more involved in the conversation, Guan Zu's expression changed a little. If the conversation between the two people at the beginning, he could still understand, but as the topic became deeper and deeper, he found that he could no longer understand.

This made him feel upset, nnd, is he so useless?

What kind of monsters are these two?

That's right, in his eyes, Peng Yixing was also a monster, and he didn't understand Huo Wenjun's questions very much. Not only did Peng Yixing understand, but he also answered them smoothly. What's the matter if this is not a monster?

However, Huo Wenjun and Peng Yixing were no longer mentally autistic, and they were very focused on communicating with each question and answer.

The prompt sound in Huo Wenjun's mind kept ringing.

"Ding! The host is learning the skill "gun technique" and obtaining experience value of 76"

"Ding! The host is learning the skill "gun technique" and obtaining experience value of 79"

"Ding! The host is learning the skill "gun technique" and obtaining experience value of 84"

“…”

What surprised him was that as the topic deepened, the experience value he gained increased instead of decreasing, and even showed a tendency to flood the screen.

Seeing that the experience value was getting higher and higher, Huo Wenjun was extremely excited and consciously decided to find Peng Yixing to be an instructor.

When the experience value reached 4999, Huo Wenjun stopped asking questions.

Because if you continue to ask, the experience value will not increase again, and you must operate it in order to break through.

But this was enough to surprise him. If Peng Yixing hadn't been able to give him one or two months to slowly work hard and get enough experience value to upgrade, but the efficiency was too slow.

At this moment, after only communicating with Peng Yixing for more than an hour, he was on the verge of breaking through, which really surprised and happy Huo Wenjun.

Of course, this also indirectly confirms how clever Peng Yixing's gun technique is. The IPSC gun king in Hong Kong is indeed not a big deal. This guy is just a monster!

When Huo Wenjun stopped asking questions, Peng Yixing stared at him strangely, staring at him without blinking his eyes.

His fingers were beating involuntarily, and a hint of excitement appeared deep in his eyes!

"Ajun, my experience is basically the same as you said. Come and try it out."

Peng Yixing said in anticipation that he took the initiative to help Huo Wenjun get goggles and earmuffs, which was completely different from his previous attitude.

This is understandable. Huo Wenjun gave him too much surprise. Even he was extremely shocked by the other party's talent and qualifications.

But this did not make him jealous, but instead aroused a strong sense of surprise and excitement.

Maybe it was because the master was lonely. He was too eager to have a close opponent.

And in Huo Wenjun, he saw his potential and hope to grow into his opponent.

Greater hope than Guan Zu!

"good."

Huo Wenjun wore goggles and earmuffs.

Peng Yixing stood there.

Guan Zu retreated several meters and came to a safe position.

Huo Wenjun picked up the Black Star pistol, inserted it at his waist, faced the humanoid target, and stood in a standard shooting posture.

Peng Yixing's eyes were flashing with strange brilliance, and he shouted with a full breath: "A Jun, are you ready?"

“yes.”

Huo Wenjun responded in his heart, and then in the next second, his right hand suddenly stroked his waist, a gray shadow flashed, and two gunshots sounded almost at the same time.

double-tap!!

Peng Yixing's pupils suddenly shrank.

He didn't look at the target, and he could hear it just by sound.

Double-tap is a term for ipsc, which means combo. The top ipsc gunner can suppress recoil and shoot continuously. Two bullets are shot at almost the same moment and finally hit the same point.

Huo Wenjun's first two shots were double-tap.

However, what really surprised Peng Yixing was still behind. Because after two shots, Huo Wenjun did not stop and continued quickly. In a very short time, he shot a round of magazines.

All hit the humanoid target head!

Swish!

A gray shadow flashed, and Huo Wenjun had already withdrawn his gun.

Clean and neat.

Peng Yixing, who was standing near, had his blood boiling. Looking at Huo Wenjun's eyes, he became surprised and weird. His fingers were beating involuntarily, eager to try.

I read that right, this person is indeed a peerless genius who is no less than himself!!

Peng Yixing recalled how long Huo Wenjun took to fire all the bullets. It was unclear, but it would never exceed 12 seconds, almost two bullets per second.

Fixed target shooting, this is definitely a record-breaking.

At this time, Peng Yixing only had four words in his mind—

Incredible!!

Because even Peng Yixing could not do better, and it was even difficult to do it.

This is not to say that Peng Yixing's shooting skills are not as good as Huo Wenjun, but the gap in physical fitness. Huo Wenjun's shooting skills have undoubtedly entered the ranks of top gunmen, although this is indeed very incredible.

If it hadn't happened in front of Peng Yixing, he would never have believed it.

But even the top gunmen are unable to reach the level of Huo Wenjun.

Nothing else, recoil!

Especially for this modified gun, the recoil is at least twice that of the ordinary assembled gun, but Huo Wenjun suppressed it with his powerful wrist power.

It has nothing to do with gun skills, it is purely a victory of physical fitness.

But even so, it was enough to give Peng Yixing a huge surprise.

At this moment, he realized very clearly that the opponent he had been striving for had finally appeared!

Huo Wenjun!!

Peng Yixing looked at the boy deeply, and the fighting spirit in his eyes could hardly be concealed, and it was the essence.

There is no doubt.
Chapter completed!