Under the horrified gaze of the director, Yu Qingcheng stood with his gun in his hand, without any disorderly movements, and just like that, one shot after another pierced the glass. The white line dangling from the head of the big gun almost made the dazzling sunlight stay on the retina, and after about ten breaths or so, Yu Qingcheng finally put away the gun and stood up, and an obvious white mist appeared on his body.

When everyone looked at it, the more than ten flies that were originally covered with glass and buzzing and crawling were no longer left at this time, and all of them were stabbed to death and a small patch was spread on the ground.

And the glass itself was unscathed!

"Sharpshooter...... Sharpshooter ...... How is it possible, now there are people who have practiced their marksmanship to such a realm? If there are really people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, and I will not be deceived by ......it." At this time, Zhang Wenzhong, the instructor, was already stunned, staring blankly at the blood-coated glass and the dead flies on the ground, and it took a long time to say such a sentence. Then, he didn't look at Yu Chengcheng again, but sighed and sat back in the hall.

At this time, even Master Xu and Cheng Rui also felt that their throats were a little dry. Because of Yu Qingcheng's spear skills, not to mention them as laymen, even in the eyes of the director and their practitioners, they are all miraculous.

"How about the director, the spearmanship of the juniors can get into the eyes of the seniors, right?"

Yu Qingcheng held the gun and arched his hand towards Director Ren, which also brought these people back to their senses. At this time, these people finally understood one thing in their hearts, that is, Yu Qingcheng, a young man, has indeed become superb, and even began to approach those legendary figures in the history of national arts.

"Lieutenant Colonel Yu's marksmanship is really good, but playing with a gun is just the basis for learning boxing. If you play the gun well, you can be called a martial arts master, and there are too many masters. ”

Just when Director Ren couldn't get off the stage, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a big waist and a bald head, next to him took over the conversation. Although it is now May and the weather is getting hotter, it is not unusually hot. But this big man was only wearing a short-sleeved white shirt, a pair of black trousers, white socks, step shoes, and two lead bumps on his right hand, making a gurgling sound.

This is the instructor of the Jinmen Special Police Squadron, Ma Changchang, a Manchu, and a wrestling master. His figure was more than half a head taller than the people around him, and he was about the same as the Wang Gensheng that Yu Qingcheng had seen in the army. However, this horse instructor, not to mention, has no hair, his neck is almost as thick as his head, and his two thick eyebrows are several times deeper than ordinary people, giving people a very stocky, strong, and oppressive feeling.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he seemed to let Director Ren breathe a sigh of relief.

"Instructor Ma also wants to compete with Zai Xia?" Yu Qingcheng was not surprised by this big wrestler, she had seen more big guys, and the Russian Hercules Sanginov was defeated by her fist. It was from that time on, that Yu Chengcheng completely lost the pressure on the big guys. Although for ordinary people, fighting should talk about physical advantages, but this advantage no longer exists in Yu Chengcheng's body.

"Of course, but this is an exchange venue, so let's fight for it. I don't know how Lieutenant Colonel Yu's horizontal kung fu is?"

Instructor Ma smiled, took the big gun from Yu Qingcheng's hand, and then put the tail of the gun against the root of the wall. In the horrified eyes of everyone, Ma Changyuan actually stuck the head of the gun on his throat, and then the whole person began to exercise, vomiting, and green tendons began to burst out on his neck!

"Ah......" Cheng Rui was so frightened that she covered her eyes with her hands, and Master Xu's face was also a little pale. This big gun, Yu Tingcheng used to stab the flies just now, is definitely a real guy who opened the blade, and this Ma Changchang actually bent it with his throat, if you don't see this scene with your own eyes, you can't describe the shock in it. Yu Qingcheng didn't say anything, but covered Cheng Rui's mouth on the side.

"Don't make a sound, be careful of disturbing others. ”

When Director Ren saw Yu Qingcheng's move, their faces changed slightly, and they didn't say anything, but looked at Ma Yuanyuan with the same nervousness.

Although Ma Changchang bent the big gun, he didn't mean to stop at all, but continued to walk forward step by step, and everyone's hearts became tighter and tighter, almost jumping out of their throats! In the end, the whole big gun had almost been bent into a bow, and Ma Changchang took a deep breath and suddenly let out a loud roar: "Hey......" Everyone only heard a crisp snap, and the barrel of the big gun was actually broken.

The scene suddenly fell silent, and it was not until Ma Changchang wiped his throat with his hand and gradually regained his composure that Director Ren and the others broke out into a thunderous cheer.

Ma Changchang sighed, looked at the broken spear on the ground and said: "The times are advancing, no matter how powerful the ancient guns are, they are not as good as modern muskets." When the Eight-Nation Coalition invaded China, the foreign gun team killed Cheng Tinghua, and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was in this Tianjue National Art Museum that Xue Dian, a generation of grandmasters, was also killed by random shooting. It can be said that the ancient gun is just a kind of instrument, a tradition, and it is a trivial matter to measure the value of boxing with it. ”

As he spoke, Ma Yuan glanced at Yu Chengcheng and said, "Young man, did you say?"

I have to say that Ma Changchang broke the big gun with his throat, and then sighed at the progress of the times, and the fall of boxing was indeed quite infectious, and it wiped out more than half of Yu Qingcheng's marksmanship just now. Indeed, no matter how well the ancient gun plays, it can't keep up with the trend of the times, Master Xu and Cheng Rui are silent, and Yu Tingcheng also found that this person from the Tianjue National Art Museum is really not simple, especially this kung fu is really the peak.

Yu Qingcheng sneered and said, "Senior's words are a little exaggerated. Whether Xue Dian of the Tianjue National Art Hall was killed by bullets or was arrested and executed is now unknown, but as far as the younger generation knows, the execution is closer to reality. In his later years, Xue Dian embarked on a crooked path, and he had lost all his kung fu, so how could he stand up to a young and strong warrior? It is said that when he was arrested, the old gentleman was still chanting incantations from the gods, and feudal superstition killed people! It is no wonder that the Tianjue National Art Hall was seized. ”

"What are you talking about!" Yu Tingcheng's words undoubtedly slapped these people! However, these people are not easy to refute her, because what Yu Tingcheng said is "true history", and the official history is not necessarily true, but the official history is irrefutable, at least on the table, it cannot be objected to.

Ma Changchang separated everyone, walked in front of Yu Tingcheng with a broken gun, and said: "Director Yu, you have a powerful mouth, I don't know if you would like to try your kung fu with me?" He said, glancing at Yu Tingcheng quite provocatively, and Master Xu also hurriedly came over and laughed dryly: "Instructor Ma, this kung fu of yours is indeed amazing, I think it has been practiced over the years......, right?"

Master Xu didn't think that Yu Qingcheng's pink neck could have this bald head.

But Yu Qingcheng took the head of the spear that was only three feet long, and said: "Instructor Ma, our kung fu paths are different, if I perform according to your kung fu, I am afraid that I will be suspected of stealing the teacher." Why don't I change my posture?" Yu Qingcheng's words made Ma Changchang, Director Ren, and Senior Master Xu, and Cheng Rui all stunned. Because of this kind of kung fu, it didn't even shock Yu Qingcheng, you must know that Ma Changchang has been ready for a few days.

This kind of kung fu, he can't perform it again for at least a month, otherwise he will definitely die.

But Yu Tingcheng was actually surprised, and plunged the broken gun in his hand into the ground one foot at once, leaving only a two-foot-long spear head! Then, Yu Tingcheng took off his coat, lifted his shirt, and exposed his belly button and lower abdomen.

"No......" Cheng Rui covered her eyes with her hands, but couldn't help but look at Yu Chengcheng from between her fingers. Everyone else also stood quietly not far away, looking at Yu Tingcheng's dantian part three inches below his lower abdomen, and topped the tip of the spear that was so sharp that it made people chill all over his body at a glance, and his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble. Ma Yuanyuan's eyes widened even more, staring straight at Yu Qingcheng completely supporting his body with the tip of the gun, and his breathing became more and more inaudible.

In the end, she let go of her hands and feet!

At this moment, everyone seemed to be able to feel that Yu Tingcheng's whole person's qi and blood, thinking, and even essence, qi, and spirit, seemed to be all condensed, converging into a point on the lower abdomen, and concentrated on the tip of the spear! Her whole person actually used the lower abdomen dantian to resist the sharp spear head, and her body was supported by a large font, so incredible, effortlessly, she used the big gun head to push up the whole body.

In the eyes of the director, Yu Tingcheng's support seemed to have changed the color of the heavens and the earth! In their hearts, they couldn't help but roar, they couldn't believe it, it was incredible! Because this means that Yu Tingcheng's martial arts are really close to those top masters in the Republic of China era, which is something that people who are also practicing boxing are unwilling to accept and do not want to admit. Master Xu and Cheng Rui were even more stunned, because they never dreamed that Yu Qingcheng's kung fu would be so terrifying!

And Yu Chengcheng's support lasted for three breaths before he came down. On her lower abdomen, the red qi and blood dissipated, and it was unexpectedly smooth and traceless! It wasn't until she put on her coat again that Ma Changchang woke up: "Instructor Ma, we have all refined horizontal kung fu, and each of us has shown our own strengths. This competition doesn't have much significance, so don't make a public announcement. ”

"Oh, of course, of course, of ......course," Ma Changchang was still a little confused, so he had to respond mechanically. In fact, as a practitioner, of course everyone understands that Yu Chengcheng's hand is ten times better than Ma Changcheng's horizontal kung fu, which means that Ma Changcheng's performance has a big gun in the throat, and Yu Chengcheng can definitely do it easily. But if Ma Changchang wants to be like her, use the lower abdomen dantian to support his body, and Ma Changchang will die.

"Where did such a woman come from in the military region, her martial arts are incredibly strong, is our era really going to pass?"

Seeing that Ma Changchang was also depressed, he sat back in the hall, and they were finally moved. Because Yu Tingcheng's martial arts not only exceeded the imagination of ordinary people, but also exceeded their imagination; even these elite figures gathered in Jinmen and represented the backbone of Chinese national arts, they could not imagine why Yu Tingcheng's martial arts could be cultivated to such a realm, and the limits of human beings could reach such a point!

Just like Yin Jun once said, standing in front of Yu Qingcheng, it seems that he is facing a person from the Republic of China era, unlike modern people.