"Senior brother..."
Han Laoshan, who is slightly younger, hesitates to speak.
The man whose real name was Liu Yanbing knew what he wanted to say and nodded gently.
"There is indeed a shadow of Junior Brother Wu in this guy's marksmanship. He must be the disciple he took in his later years."
Han Laoshan exhaled softly and looked sad.
Among the four senior brothers of Wang Xiu's generation, his talent is relatively the most ordinary, and therefore the most undisputed.
In addition, they are close in age to Wu Jinling, so the two have a good relationship.
The other party's martial arts was cut off and he died of frustration and drunkenness in the winter. It would be a pity for him.
Now that I see Wu Jinling's disciples appearing in front of me, my emotions are very complicated.
"If we can find a successor, Junior Brother Jinling Jiuquanxia will be able to rest in peace.
The seventh level of spearmanship is wrestling, elongation, proficiency, integrity, surprise, faintness, and deification.
It is rare to be upright.
It’s just..."
Han Laoshan frowned secretly.
Wu Duanyang's achievements are very conspicuous in the world.
But compared to their memories of the young junior brother who had a lot of spiritual energy when he used a gun casually, it seemed to be a lot worse.
Even Jade Bird has "surprising" achievements now, and is only separated from "Weiyou" by a layer of paper.
This is somewhat unreasonable.
Although it is difficult to find a once-in-a-century genius like Wu Jinling, but since the junior disciple accepts him as his disciple, even if he is not as good as him, the difference will not be too big.
If Wu Duanyang is already in the second-grade minor grandmaster realm, Han Laoshan thinks it would be more appropriate.
"Maybe, this is what my junior brother did on purpose."
Liu Yanbing guessed.
Wu Jinling is extremely talented, and breaking through to the Vajra realm is almost as natural as drinking water and eating.
But just because it went so smoothly, I didn’t encounter any major setbacks.
Therefore, after being defeated at the hands of Wang Xiu, who was at the height of his power, it was difficult to recover.
I must have learned from my own experience when training and instructing this disciple, and deliberately suppressed the opponent's progress to ensure that the foundation was as solid as possible.
Xu Yanbing's realm is far superior to that of Han Laoshan, and his vision is naturally stronger.
Wu Duanyang's spear skills seem to only be "upright", but he can actually suppress the blue bird who is already in the "surprising" state. There is a lot of mystery in this.
"He has murderous intent but no murderous intention. He must know that this girl Qingniao is Senior Brother Wang and came here to ask about the gun.
The identity of the deceased soldier should not be clear."
Now that they knew that Wu Duanyang was an old friend, Liu and Han had no intention of killing each other.
Just watch the battle situation and decide to intervene at any time.
"That's not necessarily a bad thing."
Hearing what he said, Han Laoshan changed slightly and squeezed out a sentence dryly.
The two of them already understood this topic before they discussed it in depth.
Although he and Xu Yanbing both defected to Beiliang, they are very satisfied with their current life.
But I saw my senior brother, the only daughter of the Spear Fairy in the North, reduced to someone else's maid, a shady dead soldier.
The mood is still very subtle.
You know, Qingniao entered the palace for the first time, but he came as a distinguished guest, but he just didn't meet Xu Fengnian.
If we can take this opportunity to surface and come from the underground to the sun, it may not be a bad thing.
The two of them were watching the battle here, which stopped other worshipers and iron guards in the palace from taking action.
The battle on the streets has reached its most critical moment.
Wu Duanyang didn't move his feet, but every time he fired his gun, he was one point faster than before.
The spear was swung into a large circle.
Qi machines are superimposed on each other, and the spider web cracks on the street are gradually expanding, almost approaching the feet of the blue bird.
The blue bird can't even get a shot in.
But there was no trace of discouragement or despair in her eyes. Instead, there was a hint of madness in her eyes.
I saw the blue bird's left foot fixed, and its right foot stepped down heavily.
The cyan embroidered shoes were torn apart by the force of the gun on the ground and the internal force injected by the blue bird, revealing only slender and white white lotus jade feet.
But with this sudden attack, she finally temporarily interrupted Wu Duanyang's energy connection.
Although it was only for a moment, it finally gave her a chance to fight back.
The gun held in one hand turned into two hands, and the blue bird suddenly swung out.
God’s will suddenly changes.
Simply remember "sweeping thousands of armies", which is the simplest and most basic move in any spearmanship or even swordsmanship.
In his hands, there was a landslide, and he knocked the spear out of Wu Duanyang's hand.
When the blue bird gains power, it will not spare others, and it will go further.
The two pistols were transformed into one hand again, and with a slight shake of the bare wrist, a gun flower was drawn.
It's obviously a simple, straight forward thrust.
But when it appeared in Wu Duanyang's heart, it curved in a strange and shocking arc, and was passed toward the throat without a trace.
With a single shot, the Blue Bird's temperament sublimated, taking on the air of a true master.
"Beng Zi Jue."
Han Laoshan read softly.
Suppressed by Wu Duanyang's spear skills, Qingniao finally integrated what he had learned over the past ten years and understood the "collapse" in Wang Xiu's four-character formula.
With his right hand reaching behind his back, Han Laoshan was about to take out his gun and interrupt the battle.
But Liu Yanbing shook his head slightly to stop, indicating that he should continue reading.
Wu Duanyang suddenly felt that the hair on his body was exploding.
Ever since I entered the martial arts world, I have never had a greater sense of crisis sweeping through my body.
Qingzhi was stabbed by the blue bird's spear, and his entire head was about to be shattered.
I can't die any more.
At the critical moment of life and death, Wu Duanyang's mind became calmer and calmer, entering a state of concentration without thoughts.
He didn't care that he was in a life-and-death fight, and just thought that he was practicing marksmanship with his master.
With a long breath of turbid air, Wu Duanyang twirled his right hand, not retreating but advancing.
The gun in your hand looks slow, but it is actually extremely fast.
In just one breath, he had already fired twenty or thirty shots, which was far better than before.
Looking from a distance, it was as if a peacock suddenly opened its tail in the sky, guarding Wu Duanyang behind it and facing the blue bird's inevitable shot.
"Crackling..."
The sound of rain hitting banana trees continues.
I don’t know how many collision sounds were made at one time.
There was no one left within a few dozen feet around the two of them, and they had already retreated far away.
They just wanted to watch the fun, but they didn't expect that the person they were fighting against today was far more skilled than the martial arts masters they imagined.
It seems like a breath, and it seems like enough time for a cup of tea.
Qingniao leaned forward and remained still, still maintaining the posture of thrusting forward.
Wu Duanyang holds his back with one hand and a gun in his right hand.
The two men's spear points were touching each other.
"Stab..."
The still images and time flow again because of the sound.
The blue bird slowly stood up.
As she moved, cracks appeared on the fine steel gun head, which quickly spread to the red and white beef tendon wood gun shaft in her hand.
The gun shaft, which has both hardness and toughness, was completely shattered.
Sawdust was flying and scattered on the messy bluestone street.
As for the spear in Wu Duanyang's hand, the spear head and barrel were divided into two parts, and the spear head fell to the ground.
But the barrel of the gun, although it was bumpy and indescribably miserable, still remained intact.
The outcome has been decided.
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