Chapter 1317 There Are Classes After the End of the World

But to Di Ping's disappointment, although Cao Ruida's marksmanship is fierce and domineering, it lacks a bit of strength. Really core stuff.

But then Di Ping was relieved. Before the end of the world, a lot of the real things that the ancient martial arts declined and have been destroyed in the tide of history.

Ten minutes later, Cao Ruida finished with a carbine and then stood up with the gun closed. His whole body was covered in sweat, his chest was heaving violently, his mouth and nose exhaled like a cow, and slowly gathered into a thick mass of white air.

"Cool!"

With a smile on his face, Cao Ruida suddenly exhaled, and a white air shot out a foot away before it dissipated.

"Brother Cao is really good with marksmanship! I think it's a bit like the Yuejia gun!"

Di Ping greeted him while clapping his hands and laughed.

Cao Ruida's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Oh! So brother Di still knows how to shoot?"

"What kind of marksmanship do I know? I just saw it on TV before. It seems like this is the way to see the Yuejia gun!"

Di Ping smiled and shook his head.

"That's right, it's the Yue family spear, the spear technique handed down from my ancestors!"

Cao Ruida nodded respectfully, then touched the steel gun in his hand with some emotion and said, "This is the practice gun handed down by my ancestors. I didn't expect to fight with him in my lifetime!"

Di Ping nodded secretly, no wonder he saw that this gun was obviously carefully crafted. It didn't look like a modern handicraft product. honed strength.

Cao Ruida suddenly shook his head, became more cheerful again, looked at Di Ping and smiled: "Don't mention this! Brother Di wants to learn, I can teach you!"

Di Ping was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Cao Ruida to pass on his Yuejia gun. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that this Yuejia gun was different from those practiced on the market. This was the real combat marksmanship. Murder marksmanship.

Generally, the martial arts family would not easily pass on this kind of true martial arts, but Cao Ruida actually wanted to pass it on to himself, which made him a little moved.

"Thank you Brother Cao, I like to use knives, this thing is too long, I can't play!"

But after thinking about it, Di Ping still refused. He felt that it would be unreasonable to learn other people's family martial arts.

Cao Ruida saw that Di Ping didn't agree with him, so he didn't say anything. He just felt that Di Ping was more in tune with him, so he was willing to teach his marksmanship. If ordinary people asked him, he would not teach it.

"Brother Cao, why do I feel that something is missing from your marksmanship? What's going on?"

After a moment of silence, Di Ping suddenly asked again.

When Cao Ruida heard this, he stared at Di Ping for a moment, then stretched out his thumb in admiration, and said, "I didn't expect Brother Di to see the flaws in my marksmanship at a glance, really good eyesight!"

Speaking of this, his expression was a little gloomy, he put down his hands weakly, and there was a hint of loss in his voice, and said: "In those days, my grandfather used to dart, and he was put in prison during the great turmoil. I was tortured to death, and since then my family’s marksmanship has been lost, and my father’s current marksmanship is still organized by himself.

"Oh!"

Di Ping nodded, it seemed that he guessed correctly, his marksmanship lacked a proper use.

If you don't learn Bengquan, Di Ping still doesn't understand what Jin is!

Strength can only be discussed in terms of size and speed, but jin has both the properties of rigidity and softness, as well as the distinction of straightness and curvature, and includes its changes. Therefore, there is a saying that "jin is the way to bend, and power is the door to straight out."

A simple explanation and you will understand that two people, a martial arts practitioner and an ordinary person, can lift a hundred pounds with the same strength, but the destructive power produced by the same fist blow is absolutely different. This is the force The method of use has risen to the level of strength.

And Cao Ruida just lacked the use of Jin, and Jin was unclear and unclear. In all schools and schools, it was taught by the master orally, and he had to feed the master one by one before he came to slowly touch the threshold, but he did not pass it on. The secret is that outsiders can't find the way by listening and seeing.

I was fortunate enough to meet a real kung fu practitioner who is capable of back boxing with five elements, a fifty-year-old old man, but his fingers were slender and slender like jade, and he slapped at me with a palm. I was stagnant, my heart was suffocating, and I almost wanted to suffocate. From then on, I realized that there are really powerful masters in the world. Many people hear what they say, people who have never heard of it or who have never seen it, and deny the existence of ancient martial arts. It can be seen how shallow!

The above is a digression, and the following is the main topic!

Suddenly Di Ping smiled at Cao Ruida and said, "My Bengquan is always not round in some places. Brother Cao, please help me!"