Chapter 785 Real Marksmanship

In a previous life, I once saw a picture of a small man holding a 40-meter broadsword, arrogantly saying, let the opponent run 39 meters first.

Zhang Xuan has this feeling now.

More than a dozen feather dusters are connected together, more than ten meters long, like a flagpole, and the opponent's long spear is as short as a fire stick at the moment.

With such a long weapon in hand, how can you be afraid?

"Then start!"

With a long hiss, Ying Qin stepped on the soles of his feet and rushed straight forward.

Zhang Xuan's weapon is so long, as long as he enters a range of more than ten meters, he is invincible.

Just like the other party beat him with a feather duster just now, this guy is still not allowed to be slaughtered?

"It's not that easy to come in!"

Looking at his speed, he didn't know what to do, Zhang Xuan smiled faintly, his body swayed, the Heavenly Dao movement technique was displayed, like a phantom, he pulled back a distance of more than ten meters, and the feather duster in his hand shook and stabbed straight forward.

call!

The bamboo pole, which is more than ten meters long, is not as flexible as a spear, nor as fast as a sword, but for some reason, it pointed at the road that Ying Qin had to pass.

In other words, if Ying Qin wanted to get close, he couldn't dodge it at all, and he would even hit him directly!

"hateful!"

Ying Qin's face was ugly, his body twisted to avoid the opponent's attack, and he wanted to go around from other places.

This time the speed was faster than before, aiming at one of his acupuncture points, making him have to guard against it.

"Humph!"

Leaping back, dodging the attack, Ying Qin rushed to the side again.

The infuriating qi of the powerhouse at the peak of the Void Stepping Realm broke out, making him as fast as a wandering dragon.

But... his speed is fast, and the opponent's bamboo pole is faster. Every time he wants to go in, he is gently tapped out, as if the opponent can predict the direction of his attack and the path he wants to take in advance.

Although the bamboo poles are long, the water of defense cannot leak.

Can't break through at all.

"This……"

Young Master Ruohuan and the others all swallowed their saliva and widened their eyes.

They thought that Ying Qin would not suppress his cultivation. Master Zhang would definitely be difficult to fight against. He never dreamed that a bamboo pole made of a feather duster would press the opponent even close to him. He could only spin around ten meters away. .

This way, even if you don't win, you will at least fall into an invincible position.

"Have you noticed, this is not quite like a battle!"

Shocked for a moment, no one in the crowd said it.

"Yeah!" Luo Xuan frowned, thought for a moment, and couldn't help but said, "It's like... playing a monkey?"

"I feel like..."

Young Master Ruohuan also nodded.

Everyone nodded at the same time.

In their eyes, Ying Qin, who was still imposing like a dragon just now, is now like a monkey being played. Zhang Xuan stood motionless, held a bamboo pole and pointed at it, jumped, and then turned in a circle and rushed in.

However, before rushing in, the bamboo pole clicked again and jumped up again...

so back and forth.

It's no different from a monkey being teased on the street.

Treat the famous genius of the fourth grade as a monkey...

Master Zhang is also amazing!

Especially before, Luo Xuan, Young Master Ruohuan and others who had always used him as a comparison object were all swallowing saliva at this moment, unable to speak.

This kind of strength, let them cultivate for another ten years, there is no way to compare!

...

"hateful!"

Everyone in the audience realized this, and Ying Qin also understood, and his angry teeth were about to be crushed.

I thought that the opponent was holding a long weapon, and as long as he got close, he would definitely have nothing to do. I never thought... Every time the opponent's long spear attacked, it would stab in the place where he had to guard, but it was difficult to defend.

In other words... it's impossible to get close at all!

His gun is only a little over two meters away, and the opponent is more than ten meters away. How can he shoot?

Isn't it cheap to hold short weapons?

Why is the other party so long this time, and I also didn't earn any cheapness?

"If you continue like this, not only will you not be able to win, you will be laughed at to death!"

Hearing the discussion in the audience, Ying Qin's face was dark.

If you don't break through the distance of more than ten meters, you will not be able to hurt the opponent, let alone fight.

You can't really be played like a monkey!

"His long pole is made of bamboo poles, and the quality is not bad. I was injured and I can definitely break it!"

Walk around, think again.

Continue to fight like this, there is no way to win, the most urgent task is to find a way to get close, and the only way is... these bamboo poles are not strong, the power of stepping on the virtual realm can be completely stirred into powder with infuriating energy.

"Just do it!"

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he didn't care about anything else, his infuriating rage surged, he shielded his chest, raised his eyebrows, no matter where the opponent's bamboo pole was pointing, he rushed forward.

Click! Click!

Sure enough, when the bamboo pole touched him, it was immediately turned into powder by the violent infuriating energy.

The bamboo pole is more than ten meters long, and the infuriating energy cannot be instilled, and he is the peak power of stepping on the virtual realm, breaking this thing is easy.

"Oops……"

"It's bullshit..."

Everyone looked worried.

Master Zhang used a bamboo pole to make you, but you were shamelessly shattered, obviously cheating, intentional!

"Come here and see how you can dodge!"

Smashing the bamboo pole, with a roar, Ying Qin raised the spear in his hand and stabbed Zhang Xuan in front of him.

He broke through the defense and came to the close range, the long spear can easily play a short advantage, and the opponent's weapon is already useless!

"You think this is a win?"

Seeing him so excited, Zhang Xuan shook his head, suddenly his palm loosened, and the bamboo pole in his hand fell to the ground.

"Let go?"

Ying Qin was taken aback.

Weapons are the most important thing for a cultivator, especially during a competition. Once they are released, they are equivalent to being passive. How can they be thrown directly?

"Weapons are just extensions of the body. Marksmanship, even without a gun, can still be used!"

It was strange when I heard the young man in front of him smile lightly, and the voice sounded in his ears. Then, he saw this Master Zhang, jumping up suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be a long spear in an instant.

The boundless gun intent swept the sky and covered the earth. At this moment, he was the gun, and the gun was him, and it was impossible to tell the difference.

"This, this... This is the realm of the unity of man and gun?"

His pupils shrank, Ying Qin's whole body stiffened.

According to the legend, when the mind of the gun reaches a certain level, one can achieve the unity of man and gun.

At this time, even if there is no gun in the hand, as long as the gun in the heart is not extinguished, it can also turn the ** into a fierce gun intent, people stop killing people, Buddha stops killing Buddha!

Even if Senior Xue Zhenyang didn't achieve this level, how did this person in front of him achieve it?

It was too late for him to think about it. The spear that Zhang Xuan turned into came to him in the blink of an eye, and the tip of the spear whose fingers changed, with a sharp edge, pointed at the head of his spear.

Boom!

A huge force came, and Ying Qin's whole body was shaken, and then he felt countless spears and rushed into the body, causing his defenses to collapse in the blink of an eye.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted wildly, with no chance to resist, and flew out backwards.

pat!

After flying a distance of tens of meters, he fell from the high platform, and the long spear also flew for an unknown distance and stuck to the ground.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out again.

"I lost……"

Looking at the stage, Zhang Xuan with an indifferent face, his fists clenched tightly, Ying Qin's face was pale.

Unexpectedly, he did not suppress the cultivation base, exerted all his strength, and was still defeated by the opponent's finger!

This kind of strength, even compared to President Zhenyang, is probably not weak at all.

"Do you know where you lost?"

When I was full of frustration, I heard Zhang Xuan's faint voice.

"If you lose, you will lose. I will quit the True Yang Society and come to the Xuanxuan Society to watch the gate. You don't have to laugh at it..."

Ying Qin gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up.

As a practitioner of marksmanship, one must have the arrogance of a spear.

Since you promised to be a gatekeeper in advance, you must keep your promise and not deny it.

"laugh at?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head: "I'm just telling you that although marksmanship is a skill that can be pursued for a lifetime, it doesn't refer to this long spear in your hand!"

"What's the meaning?"

Ying Qin was taken aback.

"Marksmanship is a skill, an ability, and something to be comprehended with one's heart. It cannot be performed with a gun."

With his hands behind his back, Zhang Xuan looked over: "It's like, you were attacked by me, at that time, you only need to let go of the shackles in your hands, let go of the spear, and what you will get will be a brand new world, unfortunately... you have not!"

"So...you lost!"

"I……"

You should stay for a while.

Indeed, just now the other party grabbed his spear and slapped him with a feather duster, and he could let go.

"Afterwards, I used a long bamboo pole to fight with you, breaking through the defense, and melee attack was right, but you forgot that I practiced marksmanship, and I am no longer obsessed with foreign objects. People are also guns, and guns are people! Instantly let go of the bamboo pole and shoot directly!"

Zhang Xuan continued.

"This……"

Yingqin stiffened.

The other party said it well.

He practices guns every day, and has long regarded this thing as a part of his life. Therefore, the other party is deadlocked with it, and he can't bear to let it go.

Because once you let go, you feel like you have lost your life and will never fight again!

"If you don't let go, how can you comprehend the true meaning? Learn more advanced marksmanship?"

Zhang Xuan looked over with a smile.

"Let go? The truth?"

Ying Qin said in his mouth, and the whole person looked in a trance.

Since he was a child, he has long regarded this weapon as a part of his body, like arms and eyes.

Make him give up arms and eyes? how is this possible?

But in the battle just now, the opponent obviously taught him a lesson, don't let go...die!

Let go, be free, be more flexible, be more free, and have the potential to win!

"The gun is in the heart, the gun in the heart is the real gun, the one in the hand is just a tool!"

Seeing that he seems to have comprehended, Zhang Xuan continued.

"A gun in your heart is a real gun?"

After carefully pondering this sentence, after a while, he spit out a mouthful of breath, Ying Qin opened his eyes again, and the cloudy eyes before gradually became clear.

Pfft!

Kneeling to the ground, Yingqin bowed his head in a pious and respectful manner.

"Thank you for your advice, I am willing to take Master Zhang as my teacher and learn the marksmanship with you!"

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