Hearing this, Chen Fan was startled and opened his mouth, saying, "Uncle Zhang, what do you mean, you're going to make a move next?"
"Good," Zhang Ren nodded slightly.
"You are progressing faster than I imagined. If you continue to defend like this, you will be poked with a gun sooner or later," Chen Fan chuckled.
This is also a kind of compliment in disguise?
"Don't be too happy." Zhang Ren saw through his complacency at a glance. "The best defense is to attack. When your offensive can overwhelm the opponent, you can only blindly defend. Naturally, you should be proud, but you are obviously not right now."
"I know." Chen Fan was helpless. Sure enough, this is Uncle Zhang's character.
"Take a break, and I remind you by the way, it won't be as easy as it is now," Zhang Ren said lightly. In fact, he was shocked to the extreme.
What kind of monster is this kid?
Even if he reached the present level by himself, it seems that he has spent two or three years at this level, right?
As a result, this kid, how many hours?
If he hadn't experienced this series of changes himself, he wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.
"If there is enough time for him to grow, his future is limitless," he sighed inwardly.
After a short break, the two stood facing each other again.
"Before we start, I want to ask you one thing."
"Well, Uncle Zhang, you can ask," Chen Fan nodded.
"Are you now the First Layer of Body Tempering?"
Chen Fan's face changed slightly.
Broken, he was too focused before; every shot was shot with all his strength, and he didn't retain his strength at all.
Zhang Ren had such an expression in his eyes.
"If I didn't make a mistake just now, your current strength should have reached the third level of body tempering. Then I will use the strength of the first level of body tempering to fight you."
As he spoke, his eyes returned to calm.
Did Chen Fan break through again after the previous breakthrough? Or broke through at the beginning but didn't tell him the truth?
It may be the first one, or it may be the second one. It doesn't make sense to entangle these.
Becoming stronger is the most important thing.
"Quenching, quenching the first weight of the body," Chen Fan was startled. He thought the other party would say, "I will use the power of the body quenching triple."
Immediately he realized that if Uncle Zhang used the power of the Body Tempering Triple Layer and his rich experience, he might be able to hang himself up and beat him.
"Well, Uncle Zhang, I see," he licked his lips, feeling a little nervous.
"Coming!" After the words fell, Zhang Ren flicked his spear, and his momentum suddenly changed.
"So fast!" Chen Fan's eyes widened, and he hurriedly parried.
There was a crisp sound of "snap."
Zhang Ren shook his head secretly; this kid is still inexperienced.
The next moment, he lifted his front hand up slightly and pressed his back hand down. The tip of the gun was like a dragon sailing out of the sea, and pointed at Chen Fan's chest.
"Snapped!" There was a crisp sound.
"What!" Zhang Ren's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.
Chen Fan's previous actions, in his opinion, had at least a dozen flaws. He chose one at random, but it turned out to be blocked?
"Hoo..." As everyone knows, Chen Fan also secretly thought of danger.
He thought he couldn't stop it, but his body reacted faster than his brain.
"Beware." Zhang Ren's voice sounded again, the spear flicked again, and the offensive resumed.
A series of impact sounds sounded.
Chen Fan tried his best to hold on. From the beginning until now, he had no chance to fight back at all, and he was always being pressed and beaten.
Moreover, he could tell that Zhang Shu was clearly the one attacking, but he consumed more energy than him.
However, Zhang Ren became more and more frightened.
He originally thought that Chen Fan's marksmanship had already achieved some success, and he looked decent, at least attacking this part, he was full of momentum. If it were someone who had practiced swordsmanship for several years, he would really be no match for him.
Who would have known that this kid is even better at defending!
Several times I was about to hit myself, but I was blocked by him from various incredible angles.
Finally, after two more shots, he grabbed one and stabbed Chen Fan in the chest.
The latter took a few steps back, and the blood in his body surged.
Fortunately, he's a third-layer body-tempering warrior. If it were an ordinary person, even if Zhang Ren had held back, they would have been sent flying.
"Uncle Zhang, I lost," Chen Fan smiled wryly.
Although this was expected sooner or later.
"Um," Zhang Ren responded neutrally, feeling somewhat dejected.
"Can you continue? How about taking a break?" he asked.
"It's okay, Uncle Zhang, continue. I can still keep going," Chen Fan's tone was resolute.
He saw that after a period of actual combat just now, the proficiency of [Basic Marksmanship] had gradually increased, and now it was almost reaching 3%.
3%? What a concept.
This was Level 3 [Basic Marksmanship]! Even the 33 shots fired in a row earlier had increased it by less than one percent.
If he worked hard, he felt that tonight, [Basic Marksmanship] could reach level 4 with some effort.
At that point, maybe new features would be unlocked, like [Basic Archery].
Of course, it didn't matter if he hadn't unlocked any new features because it was one step closer to the threshold of learning [Eight Great Spear Technique].
"Good," Zhang Ren nodded.
He couldn't believe that even if he only used the strength of Body Tempering First Layer to deal with this kid, it would take only three shots? Three shots were enough?
This time, as soon as Zhang Ren finished speaking, Chen Fan fired the first shot.
"Yes, I learned to seize the opportunity," Zhang Ren nodded, parried, and then stabbed with his spear.
Chen Fan quickly returned his gun to block and then entered Zhang Ren's rhythm.
Eighth shot.
Chen Fan was hit on the shoulder and took a few steps back. Proficiency increased by 1.5%, slightly less than last time.
"It takes longer to persist," he thought to himself. The longer the time, the more the proficiency would increase, and vice versa.
Zhang Ren's brow furrowed slightly; it was good, but not enough.
The two fought each other for the third time. This time, after Chen Fan decisively shot, he intended to continue with the second shot, but Zhang Ren had anticipated it, leading to another one-sided situation.
Fortunately, Chen Fan persevered for a long time, and was poked in the body on the eleventh shot.
The two continued to spar in the open space.
After about an hour and twenty minutes, the familiar warm current surged again.
"I see," Chen Fan nodded to himself.
At this point, Zhang Ren had already fired the tenth shot, and the two had fought dozens of times. A smile formed on Zhang Ren's face.
The next two moves would determine the outcome.
Eleventh shot.
Twelfth shot.
"?" Zhang Ren had a surprised expression on his face.
What's the situation?
This kid's blocking speed seems to have become faster?
Is it my own illusion? It shouldn't be, right?
"It's now!" Chen Fan's eyes flashed, and the spear moved from bottom to top, resembling a dragon soaring out to sea. Under Zhang Ren's astonished gaze, it struck his chest.
At this moment, the skill proficiency on the panel increased by nearly 2%!