Xiao Ziji's body was very strong, but he still could not withstand the recoil of the AK47, so all the bullets hit the surroundings.
He was definitely a master of body tracing.
Jun Changxiao took the gun and aimed at the stone wall in front of him, saying, "The gun should be fired like this."
Tu tu tu!
He pressed three times in a row. Although there was still recoil, it was very stable.
Although he did not have the opportunity to use an AK47 in real life, he had played many games. He naturally knew that the first three shots were the easiest to suppress, and the later shots would be harder to suppress.
Of course.
This was a medium to long range burst shot.
If the target was very close, he could just fire randomly.
"Sigh."
Jun Changxiao fired a few more shots, and the gun was very stable. He murmured, "If it was a fully equipped M4 with a 15x scope, I could do it too."
"Sect Master."
Xiao Ziji rested for a while, saying, "Let me try."
Jun Changxiao took out another AK47 from the space ring and threw it over, saying, "This gun is yours from now on."
Xiao Ziji loaded the bullets and pulled the trigger according to the Sect Master's demonstration. As expected, he easily suppressed the gun, and the bullets accurately hit the point he had locked on.
Jun Changxiao said, "Get used to the rhythm of shooting. You'll soon master it, and it won't be a problem to finish a magazine of bullets."
"Okay."
Xiao Ziji did not even eat the skewers, and began to frequently practice shooting in the wild.
Needless to say, after a few rounds, he perfectly mastered the recoil of the AK47, and it was not a problem to shoot 40 bullets in 10 seconds.
But 40 bullets might not all hit the same point, and there was still a slight fluctuation. Otherwise, there would definitely be no recoil!
Xiao Zui Ji tried another round of bullets and laughed, "Sect Master, although the power of this gun can't compare to the Type 88 and AWM, the bullets it shoots are extremely fast. It can completely suppress the enemy with firepower."
Jun Changxiao said, "That's because there is no Gatling gun. Otherwise, you would know what true suppression is."
"Qingyang."
He shouted, "You also come and try."
"Okay."
Li Qingyang put down the skewers and took the AK47.
He imitated Xiao Zui Ji's actions and pulled the trigger. Although he didn't hit his target, he still managed to pull off a decent shot.
When they had nothing to do in the sect, he and Su Xiaomo had played with the Type 88 sniper rifle. Although they weren't very accurate, at least they had some experience.
Jun Changxiao said, "This gun will be yours from now on. Take your time to practice and try to master it as soon as possible."
"Yes!"
Upon receiving the order, Li Qingyang began to carefully ask Junior Brother Xiao questions about shooting, as if he was a humble student who was willing to be taught.
Arriving in front of the boulder where Lu Qianqian was, Jun Changxiao took out the AK47 and asked, "Do you want it?"
An ice-cold beauty dressed in white like a fairy, sweeping wildly with an AK47. Just the thought of this scene made him a little excited.
It was a pity.
Lu Qianqian said, "Sect Master, I prefer to use the sword to solve all problems."
Although she refused, her tone wasn't as cold as before. Instead, it was mixed with a trace of human kindness.
Lu Qianqian had always been changing, but because she was usually quiet, it was hard to see.
Of course.
To completely melt an iceberg, not only was it difficult, but it also had to be hot enough.
"Xingchen."
Jun Changxiao looked at Ye Xingchen, who was standing proudly in the distance, and asked, "Do you want it?"
"Sect Master."
Ye Xingchen said, "I prefer to use my fists to solve all problems."
Damn.
This guy is really pretentious!
Fortunately, Su Xiaomo and Li Fei weren't here. Otherwise, the two of them would have taken the initiative to ask for it. They even didn't hesitate to wrestle with each other until their heads bled.
Ye Xingchen also knew that this strange gun's power was extraordinary, but he preferred to use his fists or normal weapons to defeat the enemy.
Jun Changxiao said, "I have a fist technique here, do you want it?"
"No …"
Ye Xingchen was startled, and hurriedly changed his words, "Yes!"
Night Emperor.
Where was his arrogance, where was his demeanor!
Jun Changxiao threw the Landslide Fist to him, and also gave it to Li Qingyang and Xiao Ziji.
Only Lu Qianqian and Zhou Hong were not given.
Because this kind of fierce palm technique was definitely not suitable for girls to cultivate.
Zhou Hong was a sword cultivator, so he naturally wouldn't cultivate fist techniques.
To be honest.
As the eldest disciple of Iron Bone, the martial arts resources that Lu Qianqian had obtained were only ice attribute martial arts and an ice attribute bracelet.
The martial arts that had recently spawned, Qixuan Sunglow Break could be cultivated, while Raging Flame Cut was only suitable for male martial cultivators.
Jun Changxiao felt a little apologetic.
Although Lu Qianqian was cold, but after more than a year of contact, he could see that it was nothing more than a cold heart.
What's more.
Transmigrating to the Falling Star Continent, when she was most helpless and miserable, she was the first to join the sect.
Many readers only saw Lu Qianqian's coldness, but did not see it. If it weren't for her appearance, how could Master Jun get 1 contribution point, open the mall, buy a big gift pack, and have the capital to establish a foothold?
If not her, there were others?
This was just an assumption. In fact, Lu Qianqian was the first to join. This was unchangeable and undeniable.
If she didn't join, there would be others.
But at that time, the recruitment of Numerous Sects had already ended, and he would not have met the injured Li Qingyang, nor would he have recruited so many disciples to obtain the first bucket of gold in his life.
Jun Changxiao often thought that if Lu Qianqian did not appear in time, it would definitely be difficult for him to develop Iron Bone to this extent.
Therefore, whether this woman's character was cold or her words were sharp, it did not affect her position in his heart.
My first disciple.
I am biased, is there a problem?
"Qianqian."
Jun Changxiao sat on the boulder and said, "I have a middle grade cold sword here, which happens to be ice attribute, suitable for you to use."
"Of course."
He said in a domineering tone, "You must obey my orders."
Lu Qianqian, who wanted to refuse, had to take the cold sword.
Coincidentally, Jun Changxiao inadvertently saw the ice bracelet on her wrist, and casually said, "You still have the bracelet?"
Lu Qianqian's bright eyes were strange, and she hurriedly covered the bracelet with her sleeve, jumped off the boulder lightly, and walked to the front where there was no one, as if deliberately keeping a certain distance from the Sect Master.
"When will she be able to open up her heart that is wrapped in ice?"
Jun Changxiao shook his head, took out the Mountain Collapsing Earth Splitting Fist, and began to carefully comprehend it.
"Ding!"
A prompt came from the Casting Pavilion, and the Cloud Walking Boots was refined.
… …
While Jun Changxiao and Lu Qianqian were interacting, Ye Xingchen had already roughly flipped through the fist technique, and secretly exclaimed, "This fist technique to the extreme, I'm afraid it's not weaker than a low-level saint martial art!"
As expected.
The Sect Master was getting better and better!
The Mountain Collapsing Earth Splitting Fist inherited the usual advantages of the System Store, which was easy to learn, but difficult to master. With Ye Xingchen's aptitude, he had a preliminary grasp of it after a while.
Just as he was about to test its power, he inadvertently looked at the Sect Master, and his expression suddenly became sluggish.
What did he see?
He saw Jun Changxiao squatting on the boulder, then lifting his feet and taking off his boots.
Taking off his boots and socks in public.
As a sect master, what kind of quality was this!
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