Chapter 41: With His Feet

Xiao Nan didn't care what others were thinking.

He just used Lin Hao's Danfeng Chaoyang marksmanship to show the results of his blood cohesion.

After all, this is not a real life-and-death battle, but an assessment site.

Lin Hao did one thing right, it doesn't matter if you are strong or not, it doesn't matter whether you win fast or slow. The most important thing is to let the examiner recognize your strength.

As long as you can be qualified, of course it is better to be excellent.

This score will be recorded in the file, affecting the education subsidy, and should not be done with caution.

So, just a few more tricks.

It's simply enjoyable to watch.

......

Watching the competition on the field, I was happy to see it, and there were bursts of cheers and cheers...... As soon as Xiao Nan heard that voice, she knew that it was Zhang Xiaorou, and she should have organized a lot of classmates.

Of course, there are also people who are very unhappy, for example, Vice President Lin Anguo, whose eyes are about to erupt with fire at this time.

The two martial arts teachers were also very surprised, Xiao Nan's performance, they didn't expect it at all.

Especially Tang Zhixuan, with her hands propped up on the long case, leaning forward, her eyes not blinking, where is there still a little sleepy.

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In fact, Lin Hao's marksmanship is very complicated and fine, his moves are ingenious, and he can stab out the phantom of wings when he shoots his gun, which is already very good.

Power and beauty are one.

It can be seen that this guy has really worked hard in marksmanship.

But so what.

Not bad is just good after all, all weapons are an extension of the body, and the ultimate goal is naturally to do it like an arm.

Not only does it mean where to fight, but it also has to be vigorous.

Judging from Xiao Nan's experience, Lin Hao's spear was a coincidence, and his strength was also very great, but he did not focus all the condensed power on the edge of the gun.

Speaking in the martial arts of the country, that is, Lin Hao's spear blade is sharp, and he does not have the ability to sense air, and he does not have the ability to "listen".

Power can be sent but not received, and it is not harmonious......

With the strength of blood condensation and concentration all over the body, this guy just ran three feet from the head of the gun, and he was already scattered.

If it was before, even if Xiao Nan saw the weakness of his opponent and was limited to the gap in strength, it would be difficult to deal with it.

At most, he avoided the real and hit the void and spun out a draw.

Ever since he had acquired his sister's talent, he had discovered that the sword had become flesh and blood like a finger.

When held in the hand, it seems to breathe on its own.

Even if he closed his eyes, he could sense the weakness of the opposite gun's move and strike first.

Or shock, or traction.

Others saw him pressing step by step, but in fact, he was still making a roundabout.

It's just that his basic sword style makes it ingenious, and it looks round and smooth, and it is natural.

And no one saw that he didn't fight hard at all from beginning to end.

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Lin Hao only felt constrained, his previous spirit disappeared at this time, and his heroic face became slightly distorted.

He was aggrieved.

The script is wrong.

Xiao Nan, a weak chicken, shouldn't he be beaten by himself in three moves and two ways, and he will break his tendons and bones, and lie down and wail?

Then, not only do you pass with excellent grades, but you can also get paid...... Break through the spiritual realm again, and the future is bright.

As for making knives for others, when you get to college and are successful in martial arts, who will remember these things.

He never imagined that he would be at a disadvantage.

The strength of the whole body just can't be sent, and it can't be real.

It's like fighting an invisible enemy.

The opponent's long sword, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, always appeared in the most uncomfortable place.

No way.

Thinking of this, Lin Hao's eyes fluttered, his hands were wrong, and he turned around and retreated quickly......

The spear dragged behind like a dead snake.

"Is this going to be lost? Or rather, he's given up on the competition. ”

"No, it's the killer move 'Looking Back at the Moon' in the 'Danfeng Chaoyang Gun'. ”

"You can't chase it. ”

“......”

In the midst of the noise, countless voices came out, and no one could hear clearly.

Lookers-on see most of the game.

Especially Xiong Bing, Wei Yunyun and others in the fifth class of the third year of high school, they know Lin Hao's character very well on weekdays, and they don't believe that he dragged his gun and ran away when the defeat was undecided.

As the class president, he was defeated by his classmates who were not outstanding in his class...... Does he still want to save face? Will he be able to hold his head up in the future?

Thinking of this, as soon as I saw Lin Hao's cold eyes, I understood that this was a trap.

Wei Yunyun was shocked that Xiao Nan's basic swordsmanship was so profound, which simply refreshed his understanding of swordsmanship, and on the other hand, he was also worried.

The return horse gun in the Danfeng Chaoyang gun is a killing force in the gun, and it is difficult to keep it.

According to Lin Hao's qi and blood strength value, this shot shot, wherever it hits, Xiao Nan will be seriously injured.

If you don't get it right, your life is in danger.

She was so anxious that she shouted for a reminder, but she couldn't change the situation in the field as quickly as possible.

......

Xiao Nan chased very quickly under the traction of the gas engine......

The enemy retreats and we advance, chasing and fighting fiercely.

A smile flashed in his eyes.

In this life, he may not have seen blood, and his experience is very shallow, but in his previous life, he had ten years of blood rain, coming and going in the wind and rain, what dangerous situation had he not seen?

At this time, he saw through the little Jiujiu in Lin Hao's heart at a glance.

Feint defeat and cohesion, desperate, want to be a yin person?

Is this taking me for a fool?

......

Between the two of them advancing and retreating, the grass blades and soil broke and flew, and Lin Hao dragged the spear upside down, the tip of the spear hanging low, drawing a shallow ravine on the ground.

Suddenly, a little cold light flickered, and the tip of the spear was like a hidden poisonous snake, letting out a slight whistling.

The "whoosh" stabbed straight away, as fast as a phantom.

The target was directly aimed at Xiao Nan's chest and abdomen.

"Ah......h

There was a burst of exclamations all around.

The cheers and cheers, which were very cheerful, suddenly stopped.

Zhang Xiaorou and others, who were farther away, obviously also saw the danger.

......

The cold light is like practice, and the chest and abdomen are filled with coldness, and the tip of the gun has been pointed.

Xiao Nan's long sword pointed obliquely, his eyes were dull, he seemed to see the surge of air current, the distribution of energy.

The blade of the sword seems to be slicing through the water waves, pulling out the ripples...... With a slight shake of the wrist and the strength of the five fingers, the sword body made a soft arc, silently resting on the three inches of the blade.

At the same time, his body spun sideways, and he stumbled under his feet, his toes staggered, and his body accelerated forward.

The sharp edge of the spear, touched by the twisting force on the sword, changed direction, and stabbed obliquely past his shoulder, and the air could faintly see white marks in the air.

Xiao Nan didn't even sweep the tip of the spear at the end of his eyes, but with this whirlwind, his body sank slightly, and a backspin kick rose from the ground......

There was a crisp "snap" sound, and it was pumped out like a whip.

Woo......

This kick took advantage of the momentum, and there was no warning between the legs.

Lin Hao just felt that the steel gun in his hand was out of control, and before he could figure out how the other party blocked this killing move, a black shadow flashed in the corner of his eye.

The head was stuffy, and the body was already flying upside down uncontrollably.

"Crackling. ”

Fell five or six meters on all fours and fell to the ground.

He shook his head, and finally stood up half-way with the barrel of his gun, still feeling dizzy.

The surrounding sounds rushed into my ears in waves, which were the discussions of my classmates.

At this time, he realized what had happened, and his face was blood-red for a while, and he was ashamed of himself.

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"Actually with your feet?" Vice Principal Lin Anguo's face was full of anger, and he almost slapped the table, is this still a sword competition?

Previously, he brazenly touted Lin Hao, saying that he was qualified to apply for the two martial arts teachers of the famous martial arts university, but his face was full of embarrassment at this time, and he couldn't wait to swallow back what he had said.

Tang Zhixuan stopped turning the pen in her hand, looking at the black footprints on Lin Hao's face, and a few green grasses on her head, her eyes were shining.

"The basic sword style is quite easy to use good points, stabs, splits, and slashes, but it can be used to intercept, wash, lift, and twist to the point of borrowing strength to defeat the strong with the weak. Even among the martial artists, it is rarely seen. ”

She found that she was underestimating a certain classmate.

......

There was laughter all around, and the students were happy to see it.

They are still shallow in the city, and they have not learned to save face...... A few boys even laughed out loud with a pig cry.

All eyes are on it, all eyes are on it.

Lin Hao's face swelled into a pig's liver, and he roared angrily: "I haven't been defeated yet." ”

A stream of blood rushed into his eyes, his eyes turned red, and his arms and neck were bruised.

He twisted his gun, held the barrel of the gun with both hands, sat on his horse with a heavy waist, and a tragic aura overflowed.

"Chaoyang Mind Method, he really learned it. Wei Yunyun sighed.

"This is a blood explosion attack, isn't it? Isn't it just a classmate competition, even if you lose, you can pass. ”

"With this trick, I'm afraid I will be weak for a few days and won't be able to get out of bed. ”

"Danfeng gun, Chaoyang style. There were many people who recognized this trick, and the laughter gradually stopped, and their eyes became cautious.

This is the town hall killing method of Chaoyang Gun Pavilion.

Logically speaking, Lin Hao's learning is not profound, and he can't use it. At this time, it is difficult to resist the forced explosion of blood to push the Chaoyang Heart Method to come out.

I saw that the body of the stainless steel gun was actually shaken into an arc by Lin Hao, and the terrible and deafening buzz made people's ears itch.

The tip of the spear vibrated and drew a circle the size of a basin, and the sneer was moving.

People go with their guns, and the wind rolls wildly......

Where the blades of grass flew, it was like a long dragon pounced on Xiao Nan.

In the center of the large gun flower in the basin, there is a faint glow of fiery red blood.

The force runs through the tip of the gun, to the rigid to the fierce......

This is the sunrise gun, the yang of the scorching sun.

Just looking at this shot, Lin Hao's explosive power has exceeded the limit of 1,200 catties, and it is likely to reach more than 1,200 catties.

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