"Gumen Xinyiquan and Liuhe Big Gun Technique..."

An Qisheng rubbed his eyebrows, and the two pictures continued to appear alternately, causing his mind to swell and hurt.

The last step to the great success of dark power is to enter the brain. After transforming the power, it involves the will and spirit. At that time, the "god" contained in one punch and one kick can already affect outsiders.

Those two pictures are not real, but the boxing spirit of the two great masters.

That is what Wang Zhixuan calls the "God in Fist".

"Their boxing intentions can actually affect me..."

An Qisheng had a dry mouth and got up and poured a glass of water.

This time, it was not because he took the initiative to interrupt his dream, but because the two fists were influential, which made his spirit not enough to support the consumption of entering the dream, and thus was forced to interrupt.

In fact, he saw one move after Wang Honglin’s three-stroke agreement with Gu Changfeng.

"The battle above the elixir is completely different from what the naked eye sees and what the spirit perceives. The two of them must not be able to hypnosis, but the effect of the powerful fist intention has surpassed the hypnosis in the ordinary sense."

Holding the water cup, An Qisheng was analyzing the results.

Those who recognize external things are the heart. The mind is the will. The mind is the will. The spiritual will really affect the human heart.

In other words, if your brain thinks you die, you really die.

In the room, An Qisheng was just sitting quietly, recalling the gains from the previous battle over and over again.

Whether it is the Liuhe Big Spear or the Gumen Xinyiquan, he has something to do with it.

But even if you want to reach the level of those two, it will not happen overnight even if you have some references.

However, everything is like this. Without accumulating small steps, you cannot reach a thousand miles; without accumulating small streams, you cannot form a river and sea.

Even if you have a step to reach the sky, it may not be a good thing.

Understand naturally.

After watching the battle between the two great masters, An Qisheng lost his sleepiness. He sat quietly for a while, remembered all the previous gains in his heart, and then went out again.

Hope No. 1 has complete facilities, swimming pool, cinema, and martial arts museum.

At around three o'clock in the morning, most people were in their dreams, and An Qisheng came to the martial arts museum.

High platform, weapon stand, sandstorm, wooden man pile, target...

This martial arts museum is different from ordinary martial arts museums, but it is somewhat similar to an ancient schoolyard.

At this time, there was no one in the empty martial arts museum.

An Qisheng walked to the weapon stand, and there were all kinds of weapons on it, with cold light and cold as ice, all of which were cut.

Since modern times, thanks to the blessing of technology, the quality of weapons is far from comparable to ancient times.

"These weapons are of good quality, and I don't know which master made them..."

An Qisheng reached out and held a spear, shook it gently, and a buzzing sound.

He has been learning guns for more than ten years and can tell the good or bad at the first step.

This spear is two meters long, and the whole body is like a human meridian. The spear head and body are almost one. With a trembling, you can feel the pleasure of the spear body.

In the past few days, he has been here in this martial arts museum almost every day.

This spear is the most advantageous weapon he used. This is not to say that other weapons are not good, but they are not suitable.

Woo ~

With a thought, An Qisheng jumped onto the platform and gently pressed the tail of the gun. The spear seemed to have spirituality, and suddenly stepped forward, making a whistling through the air.

An Qi raised his spear in his life, stood upright as if he was pine, closed his eyes slightly, and listened to the gun's strength.

Weapons are extensions of the body, and the highest realm is naturally the unity of weapons and themselves.

Listening to the spirit is the first step to this process.

I don’t even know the length of my weapon, so where can I practice peerless shooting skills?

A true master of marksmanship, holding a spear about a tiny meter in his hand, can stab the flies and mosquitoes on the paper without hurting the paper at all.

With this, any peerless shooting technique is just a natural result.

Huh ~

After listening for a while, An Qisheng suddenly squatted down, like riding a horse, holding a gun at the same time, just shaking gently.

The spear 'buzzing' trembles like a snake and a dragon.

The vibration gradually spread, from his hands, elbows, shoulders, and straddles to his whole body.

The whole person was shaking with the gun body.

It's simple to say that shaking the big gun is, but this move is enough to practice for a lifetime.

The hands are empty, the body is loose, and the spirit is calm.

An Qisheng's eyes were half closed, and the shot Wang Honglin stabbed was played back in his mind over and over again.

Little thoughts were brewing in his heart.

call!

At one moment, An Qisheng's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his feet were shaking force, and the force rose up layer by layer, reaching the palm of his arms.

Buzz ~

The spear suddenly shook and drew an astonishing arc, like a coiled poisonous snake suddenly rising up, and suddenly tore the air.

Huh huh huh huh ~~

With a spear, the body moved with the gun.

With a shot, a little cold light burst out, like a giant python opening its mouth and revealing its fangs.

Go straight under the platform!

"I......"

On the side of the platform, a figure suddenly rushed out, and a donkey rolled out on the floor.

At the same time, a shout:

"Owner!"

Huh ~

An Qisheng moved his body, moved the spear back half a meter, and the shaking spear head stopped three inches before the person's eyebrows.

"brother......"

Luo Neng raised his hands, and a cold sweat dripped down, and there was mist on his golden glasses.

"It's you?"

An Qisheng frowned and his spear landed on the ground.

He recognized that this young man seemed to be the one who Wang Zhixuan had warned when he got on the boat.

Judging from his body shape, he is loose and does not seem to have the ability to do it.

"It's me, it's me."

Luo Neng breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his forehead. It was so scary.

With this shot, he thought he was going to be stabbed to death on the spot.

"What are you doing when you don't sleep in the middle of the night? You're still so sneaky?"

An Qisheng frowned.

He is not afraid of others learning marksmanship secretly. In fact, many sects have big guns, so it is no secret.

However, this is the first time he has used this killing move he learned from Wang Honglin.

If he hadn't had a solid foundation and could fire or retract him, this shot would have stabbed him to death on the spot.

"Don't you sleep?"

Luo Neng complained in his heart and forced a smile:

"I heard footsteps passing outside the door before, thinking that those people were lurking on the boat again. As for sneakyness, am I afraid of disturbing you to practice guns?"

"Yeah?"

An Qisheng glanced at him, turned around and walked towards the platform.

This man didn't tell the truth. If he came with him, with his skills, he could not hide his eyes and ears. The only possibility was that he came earlier than him.

It has been hidden there long ago.

"Then you are busy, I'll go back first."

Luo Neng calmed down and felt a little urge to pee. He said hello and left in shame.

"call!"

In the toilet, Luo Neng shivered and breathed comfortably.

Then he took out his cell phone and called the phone number there:

"Mr. Jin, the man's name is An Qisheng. He seems to be practicing external boxing. He is good at using spears. He practices both boxing and guns every day. He is a martial arts fanatic. He is probably a master recruited by Dr. Wang..."

"Luoneng, there is no need to talk about these things in the future."

When Luo could finish speaking, a voice came from the other end of the phone:
Chapter completed!