Chapter 7 Thirteen Deadly Shots, Martial Arts Auxiliary Function

It was only a thousand words, and the skills could be copied in a cup of tea, but because Ning Fan's calligraphy was so wonderful, Lin Yong had to copy it for half an hour, and even had to ask him for advice from time to time.

After copying, Ning Fan carefully scanned it. He had to say that Lin's handwriting was still good. Although it was not as good as that of a master, it was still eye-catching, at least for him.

"Not bad!"

"Everything depends on tomorrow!"

According to the system rules, one hundred merit points can summon a first-class hero, five hundred merit points can summon a top hero, and as for the peerless hero, one thousand merit points are required!

Therefore, this task issued by the system can be said to have a very generous reward and the difficulty is not high!

"System, what is the use of the unit summoning card?"

"Master, the unit summoning card can summon special units in Chinese history and even in the novels!"

"Hiss!"

Ning Fan's eyes instantly became extremely hot. So, the Great Qin Ruishi, Wei Wuzu, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry of the Three Kingdoms period, the Xianzhen Camp, and even the Qihuo Army of the Jin Dynasty that shocked the nations!

The White Horse Volunteers, the Beiwei Army, the White Robe Army, etc. can all be summoned through the unit card?

"Not only the special units in history, but even some units in novels and novels can be summoned!"

"Great!"

Although he has not yet received the mission reward, Ning Fan is determined to win this mission. No matter what, he must get the right to train soldiers!

"Perhaps, I should think of a way to get my father to let me out!"

"Now in this capital, many things cannot be done. If I can go out and accumulate strength, even if the throne cannot be passed on to me, I can still take it down!"

"But it may not be easy to let him out!"

Ning Fan knew that his special bloodline was destined not to let him leave the sight of Emperor Yu, at least not before the position of the crown prince was decided.

After thinking for a long time, Ning Fan locked himself in the study and waved his pen on the paper.

"Papermaking!"

"Movable type printing!"

"Purification of refined salt!"

"Winemaking!"

"Steel pouring method!"

"Glass manufacturing method!"

"Cement manufacturing method!"

"Brick cellar!"

"Curved plow!"

"I wonder if there are artifacts such as horseshoes and stirrups that are essential for time travelers in this world? Remember to pay attention to them tomorrow!"

Ning Fan put a question mark behind the horseshoe and continued to think. As a reborn with a system, he wanted to reflect his own value as much as possible, at least in some aspects, he should try to get rid of his dependence on the system!

But after he wrote a full page, he found that it seemed that except for movable type printing and the method of purifying refined salt, he knew nothing about other things.

"Damn, I read too many brainless novels in my previous life. I really thought that I could make these things just by knowing the names!"

"I have never been involved in these industries. Although I know some principles, it is not so easy to really make them!"

"It seems that I have to rely on the system daddy!"

...

It was not until late at night that Ning Fan carefully put away the full papers, wrapped them with a bellyband from his childhood, and put them in what he thought was the most secret place!

Feeling a deep sense of fatigue, he stretched out his hand and yawned. He felt dizzy and tinnitus, and found that there were already fine beads of sweat on his palms, dry mouth, and sore waist and knees.

"This symptom seems a bit like... kidney deficiency..."

"This body is really weak, and the body is the foundation of revolution!"

"Let's start the counterattack by strengthening the body!"

Ning Fan wiped away the sleepiness on his face, took out the gun manual of the Thirteen Deadly Guns from the system space, and showed a touch of expectation on his face. According to the system, if it is refined to perfection, it can sweep through the army!

Whether it was his previous life or his predecessor, he had longed for the battlefield since he was a child, and fantasized that one day he would be able to wear armor, hold a spear, and walk on the battlefield, taking the enemy's head among thousands of troops.

Now that he has lived a new life, this once extremely distant dream does not seem to be out of reach!

Moreover, if Ning Fan wants to go to that position, it is inevitable to fight on the battlefield!

After opening the gun manual, Ning Fan looked at the dense small words on the first page and was speechless. A gun manual actually has the author's preface...

[I was born in a heavy snow, and I have been fighting only to survive since I was a child.

People have seven emotions and six desires.

When thirteen emotions are added together, I understand my gun intention. 】

Looking at the dense small words, Ning Fan felt a headache, and silently turned over the preface, and saw the first page of the gun manual, which was actually a color page version. The exquisite illustrations and detailed text explanations explained the first style of the gun clearly!

"Is it that simple?"

Ning Fan looked at the pictures in the spear manual, his eyes sparkling with excitement, and he wanted to get up from the bed right now and find a spear to wield.

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Early the next morning, Ning Fan got up early, which surprised Lin Yong and other servants. According to the past, the second master would not get out of bed until the sun was high in the sky!

"Your Highness, what are you doing today..."

"Go, call Dian Wei to me!"

"Yes!"

Ning Fan stretched his muscles and did a set of radio gymnastics in the courtyard. He ordered the guards in the mansion to fetch a spear, and began to practice one move at a time according to the description of the spear manual!

"Hiss!"

Ning Fan just started to perform a few simple moves, and his body was already wet with sweat. The first move was called Acacia, and there were a total of seventy-nine moves. Only by completing these forty-nine moves completely Only by mastering it and being able to use it randomly to form ever-changing trends can you achieve success!

"Your Highness!"

"What are you doing!"

"My Lord!"

Lin Yong came with Dian Wei and saw that His Highness was waving a spear back and forth in the courtyard. As if he was in a deserted place, he suddenly became frightened and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Master, please rest, but don't get hurt!"

"Get off!"

Now that Ning Fan was practicing vigorously, how could he listen to the advice? He swung his spear and stabbed it out again, making a rustling sound when it rubbed against the air.

Dian Wei, who was on the side, saw Ning Fan's spear moves, his eyes lit up, and he reminded softly: "My lord, your spear technique is too profound. With your current physical strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to master it!"

Upon hearing Dian Wei's reminder, Ning Fan was like a deflated balloon. His whole body was deflated, as if all his strength had been exhausted. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and threw the spear aside!

"When evil comes, is there any way to strengthen your body?"

"this……"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Dian Wei's face, he scratched his head and said with a smile: "My lord, your physique is built through practice, it's not something you can achieve in a day!"

When Ning Fan heard this, he was silent for a moment. Now, he is probably not as strong as a normal person, let alone a martial artist. However, he is not discouraged. Practicing Kung Fu is not something that can be done overnight. He is determined to persevere. !

He picked up the spear again and followed the path in memory. However, the speed was several times slower than before. Dian Wei and others watched silently and did not try to persuade him.

Lin Yong looked at the slightly thin figure with some distress. He didn't know what stimulated the prince. He seemed to have changed in the past two days!

"Dong, we have detected that our master is in a martial arts training dilemma, so we have activated the martial arts auxiliary function."

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