Chapter 166 Chen's Marksmanship

The spear is eight feet long, with a golden edge and a wooden handle.

When the wrist moved slightly, the stars were dotted with silver light, and splashing water made it impossible to enter.

When Chen Yifan taught Ouyang Ming his spear skills, he just wanted to confirm his name as a teacher. But after Ouyang Ming received the spearmanship teaching, he felt like a treasure. Whenever he had free time, he practiced with a spear.

Speaking of which, this marksmanship was the first set of martial arts he had learned.

Before that, the boxing and saber technique was just a fighting skill in the army, and it was far from being comparable to the lightning-like spear technique.

Although Ouyang Ming hasn't practiced marksmanship for a long time, he has already grasped its essence because he possesses the two realms of harmony between man and nature and meticulousness.

At this time, the long spears flew away with overwhelming power.

"Huh?"

Chen Fenggong was slightly taken aback, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. His figure swayed slightly, his body was like a leaf floating on the water, no matter how strong the spear was, it couldn't be overturned.

Ouyang Ming let out a soft drink, and the tip of the gun suddenly shook, and the force of the gun, which was like a storm, instantly became delicate and silky.

In this short moment, although his marksmanship remained the same, he exhibited two completely different moods.

Taking a step back, Wu Guotu, who had already stood firm and wanted to kill him again, paused. He seemed to have remembered something, and the expression on his face was quite strange. But there was no intention of rushing up to fight Chen Fenggong to the death.

Chen Fenggong snorted coldly, stretched out his finger, and flicked the tip of the gun as fast as lightning.

A huge surge of true energy rushed out, about to pass through the spear and hit Ouyang Ming directly.

The corners of Ouyang Ming's eyes twitched slightly. Before Chen Fenggong could make a move, Ou Yangming had sensed the strange changes around him with his meticulous attention to detail.

Whether it's the flow of breath or the slight agitation of the muscles under the clothes, they are all under his observation.

His eyes moved slightly, Ouyang Ming's wrist flicked again, and the long spear unexpectedly rolled up inconceivably. It wasn't just the body of the gun that rolled back, but it was accompanied by Chen Fenggong's original surge of true energy.

Leverage strength!

This is an extremely important part of Chen Yifan's marksmanship.

A spear is powerful and heavy, if it is wielded by its own strength alone, the consumption will be far greater than that of a sword. Therefore, superior marksmanship must be good at borrowing force, or borrowing the power of the spear, or borrowing the strength of others.

However, it is by no means easy to achieve this. If you do not have enough time to comprehend, it is extremely difficult to grasp its essence.

Although Ou Yangming had comprehended this when he practiced before, he was still deceiving himself and others if he wanted to say how thorough he was.

However, at this moment, under the powerful enemy's ultimate move, his spirit is clear and transparent, and he can see all the subtle changes.

Feeling the surging energy from the spear, he subconsciously performed this move.

And just after this move was released from his hands, the veil that had been covering his face all this time seemed to be lifted, as if he learned it without a teacher, allowing him to have a deeper understanding of marksmanship.

"Okay!" Chen Fenggong shouted, his eyes were shining brightly, as if he had seen something interesting, even his expression was different.

Pointing out again, it landed on the end of the gun, and the spear suddenly bounced up in mid-air, and shot backwards.

Ouyang Ming was startled, this Chen Fenggong was worthy of being the patriarch of the extreme way, his knowledge was extremely profound, and he seemed to have a very deep understanding of marksmanship. The timing of this push was just right, and it turned out to be a method similar to borrowing force to make the gun more powerful.

However, for Ouyang Ming who had already realized something, such a duel could no longer embarrass him.

Especially under the blessing of the meticulous realm, he easily judged several key points of the gun's power.

Stretch out your palm and move in the opposite direction along the body of the gun. It seems that the palm of the hand is moving against the body of the gun, but in fact it exerts force on certain points. So, at the next moment, the spear turned around again and slammed towards Chen Fenggong.

This time, the power contained in the spear is so strong,

After their back and forth blessings, it became even more terrifying, and even Chen Fenggong himself did not dare to ignore it lightly.

However, at this moment, there was a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes, especially the fierce murderous aura on his body, which had already disappeared.

"Okay, the old man wants to see how many rounds you can survive!"

Chen Fenggong let out a soft drink, and with a swipe of his palm, the long spear circled and flew towards Ouyang Ming with a shrill sound.

Ouyang Ming also stood still, seeing the spear turned around, he quickly raised his palm, flicking several times on different parts of the spear. So, the spear followed the trend, circled around him, and flew back in the opposite direction.

Chen Fenggong swung his palms and struck, every shot was swift and resolute, powerful and heavy, and he shot back the spear. But Ouyang Ming was not to be outdone. Although he was unable to knock the spear flying with a single palm, he was able to judge every weak point in the spear.

Use the weak to overcome the strong, beat more, and you can also use your strength to hit your strength.

Just like that, the unlucky spear flew back and forth between the two of them, and the whistling sound gradually intensified until it was deafening.

Wu Guotu had already led the crowd back far away. He looked at the flying spear with extremely complicated eyes.

Once upon a time, this young man who was not in his eyes had come to this point, and could stand up to a great ancestor.

Although he also knows that this kind of confrontation has great moisture, it can only be said that he has the capital to fight against the Jidao ancestor in a certain aspect.

But even so, in Wu Guotu's eyes, it was so incredible.

As for Liang Jinye and others, they had long been dumbfounded and looked dull.

The two brothers exchanged a look, and they both saw the horrified look in the other's eyes.

A yin-rank warrior actually has the ability to compete with the Jidao Patriarch in a certain aspect. This alone is enough for them to attach great importance to it. What's even more frightening is that this yin-rank warrior is ruthless and has no scruples in killing people.

This approach is similar to that of a desperado, as well as his super martial arts cultivation.

No matter which one is, it will cause a lot of headaches, and when the two are combined, the deterrent effect brought by it will not be one plus one equals two.

At this moment, the faces of the two of them were as deep as water, and they were both wailing in their hearts. How could they provoke such an enemy...

And the only thing they can pray for now is for Chen Fenggong to kill him in a fit of anger. Only in this way can future troubles be eliminated forever.

"Snapped……"

Suddenly, the spinning gun exploded, turning into countless flying debris.

Although this big gun is also the weapon of choice in the army, how can it withstand the unscrupulous destruction of the two of them.

Under the pressure of infinite force, it finally burst open.

Chen Fenggong's face darkened slightly, his figure flickered, and he kicked out first, right in the middle of Liang Jinling who was lying on the ground and kept humming.

The Third Young Master Liang flew into the air, Liang Jinye couldn't help being overjoyed, and immediately stretched out his hands to hug him steadily. Looking at the bloodstains on his body, and then at Ouyang Ming in front of him, I didn't know how I felt.

Before the shattered sawdust from the big gun could get close to Chen Fenggong's body, it was bounced off by an invisible force.

These sawdust were just fragments from the explosion of the big gun, far from being able to compare with the power of the bursting arrow, so it was naturally impossible to hurt him.

And Chen Fenggong's eyes turned, always looking at Ouyang Ming.

Naturally, Ouyang Ming didn't have such a powerful zhenqi body protection. He leaned back and swayed and twisted in an extremely weird way. Just this inadvertent movement had already avoided most of the debris. Afterwards, his hands kept flying, knocking away all the debris that could not be avoided.

Although it is far inferior to Chen Fenggong in terms of actual combat effect, this reaction ability is enough to make the rest of the people behind.

Just when Ouyang Ming knocked the last piece of debris away, a black shadow suddenly flew over.

Stretching out his hand, he firmly held the flying spear in his hand.

Chen Fenggong raised his toes again without changing his expression, and also picked up a long spear. He stared at Ouyang Ming and said, "Come again!"

Ouyang Ming's heart moved slightly, and he said, "Okay!"

As soon as the words fell, he stabbed out with a spear. This spear was like a thunderbolt, and the rolling spear was full of momentum that would never return.

Chen Fenggong also had a long spear in his hand, and he picked it out with a random shot.

However, at the moment when the two spears were about to touch, the spear in Ouyang Ming's hand suddenly turned, and the surging momentum seemed to have found a vent, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. And the turning spear was like a gentle wind and drizzle, and there was no longer any violent aura.

This spear became more and more flexible in Ouyang Ming's hands, and the constantly flying spear gradually took on Chen Yifan's demeanor, like a huge dragon churning, setting off boundless waves.

Chen Fenggong was extremely skilled in pointing, pushing, stabbing, and blocking with the long spear in his hand. However, the long spear in his hands is more defensive than offensive. Occasionally attack a few times, but also return immediately with one touch.

The fight between the two sides became more and more fierce, but the people watching the battle looked at each other in blank dismay, with a strange feeling in their hearts.

They gradually felt that the marksmanship performed by these two people seemed to have great similarities, as if an elder from the same sect was giving moves to a junior.

Of course, this junior is not weak in marksmanship, and occasionally he can use some moves that make his elders headache, forcing Chen Fenggong to turn from defense to offense.

The Liang Jinye brothers looked at each other in horror.

This style of painting seems to be a bit wrong...

However, it is even more impossible to count on the two of them to make a move.

"call……"

In the battle group, Ou Yangming stabbed out with a single shot. This shot was aboveboard, but the angle was extremely tricky. Chen Fenggong couldn't avoid it, he knocked the gun body and swung the tip of the gun away. He suddenly shouted: "Boy, be careful!"

The spears rotated, and Chen Fenggong finally took the initiative to attack.