Unlimited Fraudster

What you need to practice arc ballistics is not reason, not calculation, not how superb gun grasp, but something simpler - feeling.

It's like the batter hits a home run, it's like the midfielder hits a shot, it's like a super long-range shot from the basket, it's not a technical problem, it's like the moment when an artist's inspiration springs The transformation of the description is like a wonderful discovery made by a scientist with a flash of electric light, and it is like a masterpiece of a literati's masterpiece. No matter how you imitate, analyze, compare, and want to write something similar again, it's just It's just a cat and a tiger. Even the author himself may not be able to reproduce the peak inspiration of that moment.

Feng Xue lacked this kind of passion, and he couldn't find this feeling, even if he stimulated his nerves with alchemy, or simply stimulated the secretion of dopamine directly. Human emotions are not purely hormone effects. There is indeed a "human heart" that cannot be explained by science.

Maybe it's because it's rare to see Feng Xue so clueless, Fox, who was inexplicably disappointed by Feng Xue's performance in studying these days, felt a little disappointed.

So, she found Feng Xue in the evening.

Although Fox doesn't quite fit Feng Xue's aesthetics, as a beauty in the normal sense, he wouldn't resist rolling the sheets once, but...

"Follow me." Fox waved his hand, and Feng Xue's face suddenly appeared helpless. Every time Fox said this, it meant that he was going to have a new training. Now the knife, Guns and unarmed hands are all over, what's next?

The answer is simple - jump the train.

Jumping down from the ten-meter-high castle, Feng Xue's heartbeat accelerated at that moment, and then he slapped the train heavily.

Feeling the gust of wind blowing in front of her, feeling the trembling under her feet, and listening to the sound of the train running in her ears, Feng Xue suddenly realized that even if she had a corpse vein, if she crashed at this time, she would be moved forward. The truck was crushed into flesh, no matter whether it was alchemy, alchemy, or other powers, it was not enough to resist the power of this inestimable heavyweight vehicle.

His heart beat violently.

Not because of fear or nervousness, but because he was excited.

Different from killing the reincarnation, different from teasing Zuoko, and different from inviting a certain beauty to the room, it is a new kind of excitement, a new joy.

The feeling of lingering on the line of life and death, dancing face-to-face with the death **** the tip of the knife, he realized that after that, there was a strong sense of satisfaction, which even if he directly produced a large amount of dopamine, he could not compare. spiritual satisfaction.

"I like this feeling." Feng Xue ran with Fox on the train, lowering from time to time to avoid obstacles that would break the tendons he touched.

A strong sense of pleasure hit his brain, his nerves, his soul, he was rejoicing, he was laughing wildly, he was enjoying the fact that he was still alive.

He felt like he could do anything.

So, he really did it.

There is no scientific principle, and there is no need to consider any scientific principle. When holding a gun, he only needs to consider that he wants to hit the target behind the pork, and then swing the weapon according to his feeling.

The bullet fired, the muzzle swung, and the engraved bullet drew a graceful arc in the air, bypassing the pork and hitting the bullseye.

Feng Xue felt pleasure, comprehended pleasure, and then put it into his own feelings, which made him invincible in the following training. Compared with the arc ballistics that depended on feelings, he grabbed it from the loom. The training that simply tests agility like a flying shuttle is not so difficult.

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"Come on, boy! I heard that you have made great progress recently!" The butcher gestured with Feng Xue with two sharpening sticks, while Feng Xue was holding a fruit knife.

"Kid, don't be afraid! Stab me!" The butcher held the knife flower with a sharpening stick, and his tone was mocking. Sloan told him that the boy had been going a little smoothly recently, and he was worried that he was too dependent on his talent and needed a little pressure. , but it seems that the eyes of this kid are not just outstanding talents!

The butcher was waving the sharpening stick, but Feng Xue just held the knife to meet him. He suddenly felt that there was nothing to learn. The butcher's cold weapon was extremely good, and even with the dynamic vision bonus, he could easily cut off approaching bullets. But what about this?

The small fruit knife in Feng Xue's hand was like a giant pillar. With just a slight provocation, it could precisely hit the place where the butcher was most difficult to use.

Feng Xue's understanding of the circle was unfolded at this moment, but Feng Xue made a small knife flawless. The blade is obviously no more than five centimeters long, and its strength is no more than 47 (it is still a little worse than ordinary people without reading), but The butcher's two sharpening sticks, which were nearly forty centimeters, were still unable to break through his defense, and he was even forced to return to defense by the short knife.

As he continued to move forward, Feng Xue suddenly felt that the knife seemed to become a part of his body. He had forgotten how to use the knife, where the edge was, and how long was it? , the knife will appear in the most suitable place to swing the attack.

It's all so coordinated, so simple, as natural as breathing.

Then, Feng Xue's self-sealed fine hole suddenly opened involuntarily, and a large amount of mind power began to flow out. After that, Feng Xue fainted.

It wasn't the old-fashioned awakening of power, but because of the absent-mindedness caused by the surge of thought power, the butcher who caught the flaw hit him on the head with a stick.

When she woke up in the recovery pool again, Feng Xue could only sigh silently.

He clearly restrained his mind power and closed his sperm hole, but in this mere week, Feng Xue realized the meaning of some weapons. Combined with the intuition and sharpness of weapons brought by the surge of adrenaline, he didn't know one thing. That's how the mind ability that should be assigned to the operation department, the embodiment department, or the enhancement department was born.

It is not a talent from memory~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but his own talent. As a trait type, he himself has the talent to be able to practice 80% of the operation and manifest the two types, and during this time The training of weapons seems to have shaped the birth of this ability.

As for the ability, it is very simple to say, it is just to strengthen the weapon. Any weapon, or any item that can be used as a weapon, will be transformed into the most suitable state for him after being injected with the ability of the mind, the blade and the handle of the gun. The size of the gun will be fine-tuned according to his hand shape, the sharpness of the knife and the recoil of the firearm will be adjusted to the level he can bear, and even the power of the gunpowder in the bullet will change with his bearing capacity.

That is to say, as long as his body is strong enough and his thoughts are strong enough, he can shoot a 7mm caliber bullet at sub-light speed. Of course, kinetic energy weapons can only have the power of kinetic energy weapons, and cold weapons can only have the power of kinetic energy weapons. It is the power of a cold weapon, even if it is sharp enough to cut molecular bonds, it is still a cold weapon.

"Isn't it better to change the shoes than to cut the feet? It's interesting, what should I call you?"

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