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Chapter seven hundred and eighty fifth real marksmanship(1/2)

In my previous life, I once saw a picture, which showed a little man holding a forty-meter sword and arrogantly telling his opponent to run thirty-nine meters first.

Zhang Xuan feels this way now.

More than a dozen feather dusters were connected together and were more than ten meters long, like a flagpole. The opponent's spear was as short as a fire stick at this moment.

How can you be afraid of such a long weapon?

"Then start!"

With a long hiss, Ying Qin suddenly stepped forward with the sole of his foot and rushed forward.

Zhang Xuan's weapon is so long, as long as he gets within a dozen meters, he will be invincible.

Just like the other party whipped him with a feather duster just now, this guy still won't let himself be slaughtered?

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

Looking at his speed, he didn't know his plan. Zhang Xuan smiled faintly, swayed his body, and used Tiandao Shenfa, like a phantom, to regain a distance of more than ten meters, flicked the feather duster in his hand, and stabbed straight forward.

call!

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

In other words, if Ying Qin wants to get close, he can't avoid it at all, and he may even hit him directly!

"hateful!"

Ying Qin looked ugly, twisted his body to avoid the opponent's attack, and wanted to go around from other places. Before he could get far, he saw the bamboo pole being tapped again.

This time the speed was faster than before, and it was aimed at one of his acupuncture points, forcing him to guard against it.

"snort!"

Ying Qin jumped back to avoid the attack, and then rushed to one side again.

The burst of true energy of a strong man at the top of the Void Realm makes him as fast as a swimming dragon.

But... his speed is fast, and the opponent's bamboo pole is even 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 pole is long, the defense is so impenetrable that it is impossible to break through.

"this……"

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

They thought that if Ying Qin didn't suppress his cultivation, it would be difficult for Master Zhang to fight against him. They never imagined that a bamboo pole made of a feather duster could suppress the opponent so much that he couldn't even get close, and could only spin and wander around more than ten meters away.

.

In this way, even if you don't win, you will at least be in an invincible position.

"Have you noticed that this doesn't look like a battle?"

After being shocked for a moment, someone in the crowd said something.

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

"I feel like..."

Mr. Ruohuan also nodded.

Everyone nodded at the same time.

In their eyes, Ying Qin, who was as powerful as a dragon just now, was now like a monkey being played with. Zhang Xuan stood motionless on the spot, holding the bamboo pole with a finger, jumping once, and then turning around and rushing inward.

However, before I could rush in, the bamboo pole came over again and jumped up again...

So back and forth.

No different than a monkey being teased on the street.

Treating the famous genius in the fourth grade like a monkey...

Master Zhang is so awesome!

Especially Luo Xuan, Young Master Ruohuan and others, who had always compared him with him before, all swallowed their saliva at this moment and were speechless.

With this kind of strength, even if they practice for another ten years, they will not be able to compare!



"hateful!"

Everyone in the audience realized this, and Ying Qin also understood it, and was so angry that his teeth almost broke.

I thought that if the opponent was holding a long weapon, he would be unable to do anything as long as he got close, but he never expected... Every time the opponent's spear struck, it would hit a place where he had to guard against but was difficult to defend against.

In other words... you can't get close at all!

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

Aren't you making money by holding short weapons?

Why is it that this time the other party is so long, and I don’t get any advantage at all?

"If you continue like this, not only will you be unable to win, but you will also be laughed to death!"

Hearing the commotion in the audience, Ying Qin's face turned dark.

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

You can't really be treated like a monkey!

"This long pole is made of bamboo poles connected together. The quality is not bad. Even if I am injured, I will definitely be able to break it!"

Walk around again and think again.

If you continue to fight like this, there is no way to win. The top priority is to find a way to get close, and the only way is... these bamboo poles are not strong, and the power of the Void Realm can be completely stirred into powder with true energy.

"That's it!"

He gritted his teeth, no longer caring about anything else, his true energy surged wildly, he protected his chest, raised his eyebrows, and rushed forward without caring about where the opponent's bamboo pole was pointing.

Click! Click!

Sure enough, as soon as the bamboo pole touched him, it was immediately turned into powder by the violent zhenqi.

The bamboo pole is more than ten meters long, and the true energy cannot be instilled, and he has the peak strength of the Treading Realm, so it is easy to break through this thing.

"Oops..."

"This is a scam..."

Everyone looked worried.

Master Zhang used a bamboo pole to get you, but you shattered it shamelessly. You were obviously cheating and did it on purpose!

"Come here, let's see how you can avoid it!"

After 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 close range. The long spear could easily take advantage of its shortness, while the opponent's weapons were useless!

"You think this is a win?"

Seeing how excited he was, 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 stunned.

Weapons are the most important thing for a cultivator, especially during martial arts competitions. Once loosened, it is equivalent to being passive. Why throw it away directly?

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

Just as he was wondering, he heard a faint smile from the young man in front of him, and his voice rang in his ears. Then, he saw Master Zhang jump up suddenly, and his whole body seemed to turn into a spear in an instant.

The boundless gun intent swept over the sky and overwhelmingly. At this moment, he was the gun, and the gun was him. It was impossible to tell the difference.

"This, this...is this the realm where man and gun become one?"

Ying Qin's pupils shrank and his whole body became stiff.

According to legend, if you understand the heart of the gun to a certain level, you can become one with the gun.

At this time, even if there is no gun in hand, as long as the gun in the heart is not extinguished, the body can still be turned into a fierce gun intention, killing people and killing Buddhas!

Even senior Xue Zhenyang has not achieved this state. How did this person in front of him achieve it?

There was no time for him to think about it carefully. The spear that Zhang Xuan transformed into came to him in the blink of an eye. The tip of the spear that changed from his fingers, with a sharp edge, was pointed at the head of his spear.

Boom!

A huge force struck, Ying Qin's whole body was shaken, and then he felt countless gun intentions rushing into his body, causing his defense to collapse in the blink of an eye.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he flew out backwards without any chance to resist.

Snap!

It flew a distance of tens of meters and fell from the high platform. The spear also flew an unknown distance and stuck on the ground.

puff!
To be continued...
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