Qin Yi held his lifelong friend, shining brightly in the sunshine.
"There are different ways to use the spear. Different positions on the spear with both hands will have different skills. Although it is different from the more common sword, the spear is the king of weapons, the most lethal, and the most lethal on the battlefield.
Every inch has its use. Ze'er, you are a swordsman. You learned from the old madman. I won't restrict you. You can learn as much as you can. Wuliang, you have a good talent, but you have been more playful since you were young, and now you have only a lot of nothing.
It's just one shot, I hope you can master it well this time."
Qin Wuliang choked up a little and nodded heavily, "Grandpa, I understand, I will understand it well and I will never embarrass you!"
Feng Yu felt a little flustered when he heard it. The more he listened, the more something was wrong. It seemed like he was giving his last words, but he couldn't see the slightest sign that he was seriously ill.
All three of them were fine, so why did the conversation sound so awkward? I felt depressed, but I tried my best to watch the second grandfather playing with the gun.
Soul Destroyer is in his hands, as if he has placed other hands and feet. Even ordinary moves can be elusive.
"The Thirteen Deadly Spears are linked one by one. Wuliang should have realized this a long time ago. This is a set of moves. Although the moment the gun is released is simple, the changes after that are its biggest feature. You can see them all clearly."
A little dust stirred up from the tip of the soul-killing spear, and fallen leaves flew up. When he used both hands to replace one hand, the first spear had already been thrust out. A simple straight thrust was very ordinary, but Feng Yu saw it with a slight sword movement.
There was a change in the situation around the second grandfather. The movement of his breath was not in response to the gun, but in the contraction of his waist, and his stretched out hand was already ready to turn around.
The second shot, the soul of the gun was fascinated, sweeping across thousands of troops. The momentum brought out by the first shot whirled upwards, passing in front of me at lightning speed. The force of the gun was like a waterfall, which was enough to
Split the enemy in two.
The third shot is another one where Qi is accumulated. The shot moves like a dragon and a snake, blocking the dance stick. When the waist is attracted by gravity, it transforms into a tornado, and no one can get close to it.
Immediately afterwards, one shot followed another, some in one go, and some in a thousand turns, a series of thirteen shots in total. Each shot overwhelmed the other. If you can't break through, it will be difficult to avoid the accumulated shots.
Become powerful.
For a whole hour, the old prince practiced these thirteen fatal shots for a whole hour, over and over again, getting faster and faster until he was a little tired.
Qin Yi put down the soul-killing gun and stood upright on the ground, looking at Feng Yu and Qin Wuliang with burning eyes.
"How was it? How much did you learn?"
Feng Yu shook his head. How could such a superb marksmanship be learned by a layman in just an hour? If so, wouldn't it be meaningless? Qin Yi also knew that this would be the result.
He just practiced, not explained. He probably couldn't even memorize the moves, so how could he talk about the secrets?
The most important thing he was asking was Qin Wuliang's ability, "Wuliang, what about you? Compared with yesterday, how do you feel about this gun technique?"
Qin Wuliang didn't say anything. He picked up the spear in his hand, walked to the open space, and began to practice by himself imitating his grandfather's performance. Having grown up from elementary school to adulthood, his understanding of this spear was naturally not comparable to that of Feng Yu.
Not only does it have the appearance, but I also know the charm of it, but it looks like the same sky and the same earth as before.
Feng Yu stood aside and watched quietly. This was a private school for his grandfather and grandson. He knew that the second grandfather's family was away all year round, and this opportunity would not last long. He did not want to disturb them, and he saw it after watching it twice more.
More stuff.
In this way, Qin Wuliang was the only one practicing all the time, while Feng Yu and Qin Yi watched from the side, taking the trouble to do it over and over again.
"Okay, the sun is going down. That's it for today. You two will continue to study the art of war in the evening. The lamps and candles are all ready. You can go into the room. Wuliang, the consistency of your thirteen gun moves is nothing to fault.
But I still haven’t fully grasped it yet, so I’ll continue practicing tomorrow until I’m satisfied!”
"Yes, Grandpa." Qin Wuliang wiped his sweaty brow with his sleeves, panted and replied, watching Qin Yi leave.
He walked up to Feng Yu and drank a large glass of water, "What do you think is wrong with me? What do you think is lacking?"
Feng Yu spread his hands, turned away the corner of his mouth, and almost shook his shoulders, "Cousin, you are still asking me? Do you think you don't understand it, can I understand it? I am very confused this afternoon.
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"Yes, no matter how talented you are, it's impossible to spot grandpa's research at a glance. So what are you going to do?"
"What should I do? Don't you really think that you won't let me go if I can't learn these thirteen guns? Everyone with a discerning eye knows that Grandpa Er specially asked you to come back to teach you. I don't want to delay you two. I will learn
My military skills are good, as for the marksmanship, just let it happen."
Pushing open the door, although the smell inside is a bit old, it is better than outside at least, and it is not so cold at night.
"There's only one bed here, how do we share it?"
Qin Wuliang spread the quilt directly, "How about half of it for each person? It should be enough to sleep."
Before Qin Wuliang lay down on the quilt, Feng Yu grabbed his back collar and pulled him up, "Cousin, after all, this is a room for two people. Can you please be more hygienic?
I'm sweating, and I'm still climbing up. Why don't you take a shower and cool down first?"
Qin Wuliang smelled the smell on his body and felt a little embarrassed, "I just forgot. It does smell quite strong after practicing all afternoon, but you shouldn't be much better. How about we go wash up together?"
"It's okay. I have to draw maps and read military books when I get back. The weather in late autumn is still not very cool."
When they came to the hill behind the courtyard, Qin Wuliang pulled Feng Yu to a pond with a waterfall, "Did you see that this is a good place. Students from the martial arts academy are never allowed to come here. You must not know that, right?"
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He took off his clothes and jumped in. Feng Yu also laughed softly. The last time he saw his cousin at the border and Qingzhou, he was not of this character. It seemed that this person had two different personalities when he was outside and when he was at home.
ah.
In a blink of an eye, he stripped off his upper body and jumped in, but instead of slapping the water, he swam straight to the bottom of the small waterfall and slowly climbed up.
"Isn't that right? You're using all this time to practice martial arts? You're not going to let anyone live."
Feng Yu sat under the waterfall, letting the water hit his body, "You learn marksmanship, and I practice internal skills, isn't it good? After all, I have no idea about the thirteen deadly spears, although the use of guns and swords on the battlefield is
It's a big, but awkward weapon, so I might as well not use it. You can wash it first and I'll go back later."
Qin Wuliang was indeed a little tired. He took a cold shower to feel refreshed and read a book, so he ignored him and said, "Then I will go back later. Don't be too depressed."
"knew."
Under the water, Feng Yu slowly practiced the Yi Jin Jing that he learned from Kong Wen for a long time before he could understand it. His true energy circulated, and the pale golden breath lingered on his body, and his Vajra body also surged with it.
The power mixed in the meridians slowly melted in. During this process, Feng Yu felt that his body was getting stronger and stronger. Although there was no fat in the bones and limbs, the strength and plasticity of the muscles were better than before.
.
"This Yi Jin Jing is indeed Shaolin's best mental method. After practicing it, the Qi will be improved by leaps and bounds, and it will be much stronger than before. Shaolin is indeed Shaolin. If it encounters the four mysterious sects, I don't know if it will happen.
It's a little stronger. But in retrospect, what Master Cheap said to me before he left, I'm afraid this question about my life experience has something to do with the people in the west. I hope it won't be on the opposite side of me."
With a loud roar, Feng Yu took a dip in the cold water, then returned to the shore and put on his clothes, but his pants were soaked.
"It seems that we have to ask Xiaolan, Xiaozhu and the others to send more clothes."
Back in the room, Qin Wuliang was still reading the book on war, but he was quite serious about it.
"Cousin, you are serious enough!"
"You can't be serious. There are so many things here."
Feng Yu recalled the conversation during the day and asked curiously: "Cousin, do you know something else? I always feel that there seems to be something unusual between you and the second grandfather. This conversation feels like a separation between life and death."
Qin Wuliang's hand while turning the page paused, "Where is it? What nonsense are you talking about? Can't the two of us guard Qingzhou properly and come back alive? You can talk nonsense about life and death. I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep first."
Feng Yu knew this would be the answer, so he didn't care. He didn't plan to continue reading. He took off his coat and went to bed. "You're not allowed to cross the line. Whoever crosses the line will be the puppy."
"Qin Junze, how old are you? Are you childish?"
"Why are you childish? I think this is a good statement. Do you want to be a puppy?"
"Damn, it's not like you don't know that I'm not a good sleeper. I didn't promise you. Be careful at night and don't get kicked by me."
"Okay, I'm waiting to be kicked down by you, go to sleep."
Empty your mind and think about nothing. This is a trick Feng Yu found to help him blink to sleep, but it is more difficult to do, especially now. He simply started counting stars.
At night, when the two of them were asleep, Feng Yu suddenly opened his eyes. It felt like someone else had put something heavy on him.
After shielding his eyes, he saw that it was Qin Wuliang who had crossed over with one leg. Feng Yu sighed. He had already guessed that this would happen, so he didn't move and just fell asleep again.
Thinking of the rooster crowing the next day, Qin Wuliang rubbed his eyes and opened them, "Aze, why are you so close to me?"
Feng Yu slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath, "Cousin, do you want to see clearly who is close to whom?"
Speechless all morning, the two began to draw a map of Qingzhou after breakfast. However, they didn't look at it for a day. Not only did it not look like it, but many places had been forgotten.