"Have you optimized and improved my marksmanship?" General Arnold was obviously confused.

He understood every word of Sean's words taken apart, but when they were put together, he didn't understand them.

They didn't know each other for more than a day, right?

In the middle, there were just a few fights and a round of spear dancing.

Whether a person who has never learned gun skills can fully understand it is a question. Now he actually tells himself that he has optimized and improved it?

Even his father, Archduke Cedric, would not dare to speak to him in this tone!

What does this mean for his spear skills?

A three-year-old kid dancing with a sword?

Anyone can point it out?

Or is his marksmanship full of loopholes?

But when Sean said it, he was so sincere and didn't look like he was joking at all.

What made Arnold couldn't help but rant was based on the series of incredible experiences Sean had brought to him. He wanted to see what kind of amazing move he could pull off this time.

General Arnold suppressed the unknown emotions surging in his heart and said: "What are you going to do, Lord?"

"Let's start with actual combat first!" Sean stretched out his hand and shouted, "Here comes the gun!"

An original brass camphor gun was condensed and formed from scratch in his hand.

Sean moved one leg forward half a minute, and the other leg backward, and immediately opened his posture. With a shake of his hands, the big brass camphor gun pulled out a gun flower in the air.

"Fuck!"

General Arnold cursed on the spot.

An expert will know if it is there as soon as he takes action.

Just with this posture, just with this gun flower, the opponent is someone who has been immersed in this for several years at least.

"Lord, did you use a gun before?" General Arnold couldn't help but ask.

"I have seen it before, but I have never learned it. Today, I have a serious exposure and study with the general. In real terms, the general should be my spearmanship teacher. I am here today to ask for advice." Sean told the truth.

Tell the truth.

"Lord, you really know how to joke." Arnold looked like you were teasing me.

"Everything I say is true, and there is no lie in it. Will the general know it later?" Sean ignored Arnold's thoughts.

Because he knows that even if he lies flatly, the other party will not believe it.

If it were two weeks ago, before the mage tower was activated.

Someone told him that in just half a day, he could learn the archery skills he had honed for more than 20 years and optimize and improve on this basis.

Even if you beat him to death, you won't believe him. He will regard that person as a big liar and drive him away.

Now to General Arnold, he was the big liar who told the big lie.

But the soul consciousness that has been strengthened countless times by the mage tower is so powerful, what can the monster do?

After Sean analyzed, optimized and improved General Arnold's spear skills, it was engraved into his soul and consciousness, and he could use it as flexibly as if he had practiced it for decades.

Of course, this flexible use is now limited to the conscious space created by oneself.

As for whether the body can be used in reality, we have to wait until he walks out of the mage tower to test it.

"Okay! Let me understand how much marksmanship you, a half-day student, have learned from me, and how much you have optimized and improved it." At the end of the sentence, General Arnold was obviously gritting his teeth.

The clay figurine still has a certain amount of anger.

Sean was now making fun of what he was best at, clearly irritating him.

But when the fight actually started, I was a little scratched again - he didn't have a gun.

"Generals can be like me, but remember, this is a dream, not reality. If you focus on it, you can shape the big gun you want." Sean gave instructions on the side.

This time, General Arnold got it right, and a big gun took shape in his hands.

What appeared in his hand was not his own Elf Blood Thorn, but a big brass spear like Sean's. It was one minute longer and one minute thicker than the one made by Master Bazel.

, naturally a little heavier.

The Elf Blood Thorn is a bit too short for the equally tall General Arnold, but I didn’t have a choice before, but now I have a choice. Of course, I have to choose one that is more comfortable.

"Please!" General Arnold also opened his stance.

"Watch the move!" Sean did not refuse and attacked first.

When Sean's attack started, General Arnold knew that he had fallen into a pit again this time, and it was still bottomless.

The big brass gun was as if it were alive in Sean's hands, stabbing, picking, pumping, or teasing... The whole offensive was continuous, and every attack seemed to be carefully calculated, and the attack position was tricky.

, the attack routes are all optimal, General Arnold can only parry, how can he have time to counterattack?

This was not what shocked General Arnold the most.

What made his liver tremble was that the spear skills Sean performed were his own.

There are many things in it that Arnold considers to be original.

But it's not exactly the same, and most of this difference is reflected in the details.

For example, the speed of firing a gun, the timing of changing moves, etc.

Either faster, or slower, or just a little bit sluggish.

However, that little bit of delay is just right. If you think it is an opportunity and want to take advantage of it to counterattack, you will definitely fall into the opponent's trap and then fall into a more dangerous situation.

When did I accept such a student?

Could it be that he was drunk and confused?

If it is none of these.

Then there is only one possibility, and that is exactly what Sean said.

He learned these in half a day and optimized and improved them.

If he hadn't been in the conscious space now, General Arnold would have been sweating profusely.

I was both frightened and forced by Sean.

"Wait a minute." After another dozen moves, General Arnold took the initiative to stop.

"Does the general believe it now?" Sean asked.

"Unless you are my illegitimate son and have inherited my spear skills, only your previous explanation can be established." General Arnold's expression was so painful that he could squeeze out tears.

Whoever it was, he wouldn't be in a good mood.

I am proud of myself and have studied something for most of my life. Others can learn it in half a day and optimize and improve it. This is simply a huge blow.

If General Arnold hadn't been used to strong winds and waves, his mind would have been tougher than steel. Just this one blow could make him collapse.

Sean could understand General Arnold's state of mind to some extent, and took the initiative to say: "General, there is no need to be discouraged. My current state is a bit special. This kind of learning and optimization are all carried out through the state of consciousness. I don't know how to cooperate with the body.

What about this situation? I wonder if the general has had such an experience. Your mind tells you that you have learned something, but when you actually do it, it turns out to be a mess."

"I have indeed had such an experience, recently. When I stole the enchanted equipment from your arsenal to forge it, it seemed very simple, but when I did it myself, what I made was horrible." General Arnold nodded in agreement.

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"Most of the time I'm in this situation now. Even though I'm so powerful now, when we fight outside the mage tower, General Arnold can torture me with one hand. Then it will be the time for me to really ask for guidance on marksmanship, but

Before that, we need the general's help to integrate the optimized and improved marksmanship, practice it in reality, and then teach it to us." Sean said half-truthfully.

"I see." This explanation obviously made Arnold feel a lot better. He waved his spear and said, "Let's do it again."

"This time it's my general's turn to attack, I'll defend!" Sean raised his gun and assumed a defensive stance.

"Okay!" General Arnold didn't dare to take the big shot this time, so he put in all his energy.

He has already seen the extraordinary power of Sean's offense, but he wants to see how well the opponent defends the law.

General Arnold shouted loudly and launched a crazy attack on Sean, which was extremely violent and continuous.

His marksmanship is just like his character, good at attacking.

Even if you are defending, you must attack instead of defending.

Therefore, after being attacked by Sean before, he was naturally at a disadvantage and was in a state of embarrassment.

That is an out-and-out attack on oneself.

Now I have changed to one side that I am good at, and I am still unstoppable.

The actual results were somewhat different from what Arnold had imagined.

It was still the same set of spear skills, but after the opponent's slight changes, it actually exerted a completely different power.

Arnold felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire. Most of his offensive moves were eliminated without him realizing it. After a while of entanglement with his two guns, the offense and defense were reversed.

This lasted four or five times in a row.
To be continued...