On the open space.
Chen Fan held the spear in his hand. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt very heroic at the moment. The feeling was completely different from when he was holding a bow and arrow.
Zhang Ren looked at Chen Fan's hands holding the gun and frowned.
However, it is understandable that Chen Fan has never practiced shooting and does not know how to hold it.
"Spearmanship is easy to learn but difficult to master," he said slowly, with his hands behind his back. "It is easy to learn and understand. Even a novice, when facing an enemy with a three-meter-long spear in hand, will not be too scared. He just needs to follow his instinct and stab the spear out.
It is difficult to master because the gun is too long, especially the big gun, which is at least twice the height of a person, or even four or five meters. Do you know what this means? "
Chen Fan shook his head subconsciously.
"lever."
Zhang Ren spat out two words, "If you regard your left hand as the fulcrum, then your right hand and the gun head are the two ends of the lever. The gun head is the force lever. The longer the gun, the more obvious the lever effect.
In this situation, even if you are stronger than others, you will still be beaten by those who are weaker than you if you are not as skilled as them. If you don't believe me, I will use the strength of an ordinary person to compete with you. Of course, if the difference between the two parties is two small realms or one big realm, it will be different."
He added.
"I believe it."
Chen Fan said seriously.
He's not stupid.
I haven't even unlocked the basics of shooting yet, and I'm competing with someone who is most likely a master of shooting, right...
Thinking of this, his body suddenly shook!
Wait a minute!
He seemed to have found a way to quickly improve his marksmanship proficiency.
That’s right, it’s to compete with Zhang Ren!
Zhang Ren doesn't know how to use an arrow, and it seems that there is no way to learn from this thing? Even if there is a way to learn from it, it would be bullying.
But the gun skills are different. If we remove the gun tip and let two people fight each other, it seems feasible, right
Zhang Ren naturally didn't know what Chen Fan was thinking. Seeing that Chen Fan was very honest, he nodded slightly and continued, "Not only in terms of physical fitness, but also in terms of comprehension, I know that you have a high talent for martial arts.
One month of stick practice, one year of sword practice, one lifetime of spear practice. Some people who practice stick practice for one month can beat those who practiced for a year, and some people who practice sword practice for a year can beat those who practiced for ten years. In addition to the difference in physical fitness, the only difference is the understanding. But this method does not work for spearmanship. "
He stared at Chen Fan, and it was obvious that these words were meant to warn him, "No matter how talented a player is, it is impossible to quickly master advanced spearmanship. As long as the method is right, people who have practiced longer than you are better than you."
Chen Fan nodded obediently.
Maybe that's the case.
But he doesn't have to worry about that at all...
As long as you practice repeatedly, your proficiency will increase rapidly. It is really not difficult to quickly master advanced gun skills.
"The last point," Zhang Ren emphasized, "is what you need to pay special attention to next. Wang Ping and the others are still making this mistake. The way you hold the gun now, you are thinking of holding the gun and hitting straight up and down, or swinging it horizontally in a straight line, right? These movements can be used, but they cannot be used frequently."
"ah?"
Chen Fan was stunned. He remembered what Zhang Ren had said before, that the basic moves of spearmanship included chopping and smashing.
"Because the spear is not only long but also heavy, once it deviates from the center line, it is difficult to quickly return to the center line by brute force. The key to spearmanship is to keep the center line. Ferocious beasts are better. If your opponent is a human, then his width is only a little more than 20 centimeters.
That is to say, if the tip of your gun deviates by 10 centimeters from the center line, it will not cause any harm at all, and if the tip of the gun deviates by 10 centimeters, your hand may only deviate by one or two centimeters. "
Chen Fan took a deep breath. This was probably what it meant by "a slight error can lead to a huge mistake"
"So, the movement trajectory of the gun tip on the coronal plane should be an arc, which is the so-called "gun circle". This and the gun base being close to the waist are both quite counterintuitive. It takes a lot of practice to remember. Do you understand?"
"Uh-huh."
Chen Fan nodded repeatedly.
"It's no use saying it, you have to remember it in your heart."
Zhang Ren snorted coldly, "Then let's officially begin."
The first is the most basic, ready posture.
Chen Fan spread his feet shoulder-width apart, stood upright naturally, looked forward, and held the spear steadily in his hands.
“So-so.”
Zhang Ren nodded, he walked to the front, with a gun in his hand, and began to demonstrate basic movements.
Insert thorns.
Fight back.
Intercept.
Chop.
Stab.
Strike.
And finally collecting the gun.
Wang Ping and others who were not far away felt a little sad.
Because when Zhang Ren was demonstrating to them, he didn't show so many moves at all.
Just thrust forward.
After putting away the gun, a line of small words finally appeared on the skill bar.
Basic marksmanship: lv0 (0.1%)
Chen Fan let out a breath.
It is indeed not easy to wield this 20-pound gun. Just one set of movements made him break out in a thin layer of sweat. However, he is still far from reaching his limit.
In addition, there should be the factor of the weight of the gun body. After a set of movements, the proficiency increased by 0.1%. If it was changed to the previous ten-pound one, it might be only about half.
"It seems that I need to practice 1,000 times to reach a higher level."
Chen Fan thought about it, feeling full of motivation.
"continue."
At this moment, Zhang Ren's voice in front sounded again.
Once, twice, three times...
Zhang Ren put away his gun, turned around and looked at Chen Fan, "Well, just keep practicing like this, practice thousands of times, and form muscle memory, then you'll be able to get started."
"Then, the Eight Great Spear Techniques?"
Chen Fan whispered.
“Not even close.”
Zhang Ren glanced at him and looked into the distance, "You practice here first, I'll go over there and take a look."
"Yes, Uncle Zhang."
Chen Fan retracted his gaze and took a deep breath. It seemed that the prerequisites for the Eight Extremes Spear Technique were not low
Despite this, he had no intention of using the experience points on basic marksmanship.
Isn’t it just hundreds and thousands of times
Even if it is thousands, hundreds of thousands or millions of times, he has the motivation to stick with it.
Prepare, stab, counterattack...strike, put away the gun.
I concentrate on every movement and try to do it well. I dare not relax or slack off at all, otherwise I will not gain proficiency.
After doing this set of movements, half a minute is almost over.
Ten minutes later, he felt a little tired.
Half an hour later, he was soaked in sweat.
An hour later, he was soaked all over as if he had taken a bath in water.
Wang Ping and others were already stunned.
Although their shooting practice would last for an hour, the movements were not that difficult at all, and the guns they used only weighed six or seven pounds.
After standing still, Chen Guodong and Liu Yong, who also started practicing shooting, were also stunned.
Gao Yang wiped the sweat from his eyes, looked at Chen Fan who was still repeating the exercises, then looked at Zhang Ren, and subconsciously asked: "Has Xiao Fan always been working so hard? It's been more than an hour, right?"
Zhang Ren took a look and said slowly: "Yes, he has always been like this."
Instantly, everyone fell silent.
The aches and pains in my body seemed to disappear at this moment.
Two hours later, Chen Fan was exhausted and out of breath. His arms felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds. Because of his incorrect movements, he failed to improve his proficiency several times.
The good news is that during this period, as he became more familiar with the movements, his proficiency each time gradually increased from 0.1% to 0.15%, and then to 0.2%.
He looked at the skill bar:
Basic marksmanship: lv0 (35.6%)
"There's still more than half left?"
Chen Fan sighed inwardly. According to his current calculation of 0.2% each time, he would need to practice 322 times, which would be nearly three hours.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in his head. Something was wrong. He seemed to be a little confused.
Obviously, it can be faster.