Some time had passed by, and Zhao Kai was currently living a quite miserable life. Despite spending so many hours shooting earlier, he now had to shoot even harder than ever.
"Feng, are you not even going to help me out a little bit?" Cried Zhao Kai, feeling numb on his fingers.
Unlike the time when he was immersed in his training, Zhao Kai was now feeling the strain after taking a little mini break.
His fingers were hurting every time he pulled the trigger, but what made it worse was that Xu Feng was inspecting him closely.
"Have you ever seen a military trainer assist their trainee in combat?" Xu Feng snorted coldly in response. "Now hurry it up and kill the Ironwood Treant. If you dilly-dally any longer, then you can forget about eating any good food."
"What? That's not fair!" Zhao Kai nearly slumped to the ground, heartbroken by the cruelty.
"Not fair eh? Shall I increase the objective or difficulty then?" Xu Feng questioned.
Instantaneously, Zhao Kai resumed his focus and proceeded to shoot the Ironwood Treant.
"No need, Feng. This is very fair and absolutely just!" He added, clearly very afraid Xu Feng would increase the difficulty as it was.
Just a few minutes ago, they had a small battle to determine who would be in charge of gathering the Ironwood Treant Barks.
And Zhao Kai, being as prideful and confident of his increased experience and aim, believed he had the upper hand. Additionally, they were going to distance themselves by 20 meters, giving him an even greater advantage.
Alas, never once did Zhao Kai expect the result would be his complete defeat.
'Just what kind of steroids did Feng take? How did he dodge all my shots and close the distance so fast?' He cried inwardly, dumbfounded by the insane damage that Xu Feng had dealt to him.
How could a Gun Knight class possibly lose to a Cleric class?
"Are you being distracted again?" Xu Feng's voice suddenly echoed, prompting Zhao Kai to flinch.
"No, Sir!" He quickly shouted in response, immersing his role as a trainee soldier.
Take a swordsman class for example.
Their weapon of availability should be catered around swords, and not guns or bows or even staff.
However, to Zhao Kai's astonishment, Xu Feng's explanation nearly caused him to believe that game logic and mechanics are in a new era.
"Any class player could use any weapon they want. The only difference is that their compatibility with the weapon has decreased tremendously and they don't receive any of the stats, attributes, or any type of buff the weapon supposedly offers."
"I understand the last part, but the compatibility? Are you saying it's going to be extremely difficult for them to even use weapons from other classes?"
"That's exactly my point." Xu Feng nodded. "Those without experience will be no different than a toddler trying to hold their utensil properly."
"Wow, that's quite a nice analogy." Impressed, Zhao Kai had to compliment him for explaining it really well.
"Anyway, stop getting distracted and watch my stance." Xu Feng said, adjusted the rifle's setting, and bent his right knee.
"The stance is a crucial part. You have to keep your feet shoulder-width apart and slightly bend your knee to absorb the recoil." He instructed.
Zhao Kai stared intensely at him, analyzing his stance and attempting to mimic it. "Is this correct, Feng?"
"Bend your knee a little more back and keep your back straight."
"Like this?"
"Yes, now watch how I use the scope." Xu Feng said and began aiming at the Ironwood Treant.
"Make sure to line up your shot with the crosshair and take a deep breath. Remember to hold it for a moment before you pull the trigger. This will help steady your aim and reduce any shaking."
Right after Xu Feng explained the theory, he pulled the trigger and fired a shot.
The bullet hit the Ironwood Treant with a loud thud, a clear indication that the damage was amplified, meaning it was shot at the critical flesh point.