"You star, you don't have the brains to complain about others cheating on you, I really convince you!" Brother Ba couldn't stand it anymore, so he said out loud.

"Yun Lingzi gave me such a heavy spear, I have a hard time picking it up now, isn't this still a trap for me?" Yang Fengfeng said angrily when he heard this.

"Oh my God! I've never seen someone as lacking eyes as you!Won't you use the innate qi in your body to pick up that spear on your arm again?!" Brother Ba said this in a very excited tone, obviously angry at Yang Fengfeng's previous lack of heart.

"Ah, can it still be like this? I don't know!" Yang Fengfeng said stunned.

"I'm convinced! Don't tell others that you know me when you go out in the future, I don't want to be embarrassed with you!" Brother Ba said exhaustedly.

Yang Dingfeng was immediately embarrassed when he heard this, and then smiled: "Hehe, I don't understand!"

"If you don't understand, just ask me, day by day, it's nothing!" Brother Ba reprimanded.

"Oh! got it!" Yang Fengfeng replied unhappily, and then the innate qi in his body poured into his arms.

When the innate qi just poured into Yang Fengfeng's arms, his arms swelled as if inflated, and only after his arms were a full circle larger than before, Yang Fengfeng stopped continuing to input the innate qi.

Feeling the surging power contained in his giant arms at this time, Yang Dingfeng suddenly smiled and said, "Haha! I've refined the unicorn arm!" As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and took a selfie.

"You take a picture of the wool! Why don't you hurry up and practice marksmanship!" Brother Ba was suddenly angry when he saw that Yang Fengfeng was still there taking pictures with his mobile phone while admiring his pair of unicorn arms.

"Got it!" Yang Fengfeng finished putting away his phone, and then walked to the spear and stood up.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Fengfeng bent down and stretched out his arms to grab the spear and lift it up forcefully, but at this time, the spear was effortlessly lifted by him.

It was precisely because Yang Dingfeng was able to lift the spear effortlessly, and he was too hard before, so he used too much force and immediately fell to the ground.

"Oh, you're playing with me with this broken spear!" After Yang Fengfeng fell, his heart suddenly became angry, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he hurriedly stood up and kicked the spear.

But he forgot that the spear weighed 10,000 catties, and he didn't run the innate qi in advance, and when his foot kicked the spear, a sharp pain suddenly came, and the pain made Yang Fengfeng fall to the ground again, covering his feet with both hands and screaming: "Ahh

"Oh! it's really hopeless!" After seeing Yang Dingfeng's miraculous operation, Brother Ba suddenly sighed helplessly.

After the pain in his toes dissipated, Yang Dingfeng got up from the ground, and then carefully grabbed the spear from the ground and said to it: "You wait for me, when I learn the thunder marksmanship, and after participating in the big competition in the sect, I will throw you into the toilet to eat!"

"Uh......"

Brother Ba was speechless when he saw that Yang Fengfeng could do it with a gun.

Yang Fengfeng didn't care what Brother Ba thought of him, he put on a posture and practiced according to the moves mentioned in the book "Thunder".

"Hand with shoulder strength, shoulder with waist strength, waist with ground force!First style, Flying rain style!" Yang Fengfeng said and stood in a lunge, grabbed the body of the gun with both hands, and then shook the tip of the gun and stabbed forward, and in an instant, the spear flashed like wind and rain, stabbing countless afterimages in the air.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult!" Yang Fengfeng put away the gun and stood up, smiled proudly, and after thinking about it, he continued: "I'll try the next style again!"

After Yang Fengfeng finished speaking, he held the gun in his right hand, dragged the tip of the gun behind him, looked at a pine tree in front of him, took a deep breath, and then bent down to make a running motion, and said: "Man and gun together, force and qi together, the second type, through the clouds!" I saw that after he finished speaking, he rushed towards the pine tree in front of him with the gun at a very fast speed. After a breath, I saw Yang Fengfeng holding a gun in his right hand and stabbing the pine tree fiercely.

"Bang!"

A loud bang came, and Yang Fengfeng put away his gun and stood silent.

Two seconds later, there was a sudden "crunch", and the pine tree was instantly cut off, and the branches and leaves fell to the ground, and only a lone trunk remained in place.

"Whew!" Yang Fengfeng exhaled a breath and said, "Not bad!

After stabilizing his breath, Yang Dingfeng began to ponder again, and looking at his appearance, he knew that he was about to start practicing the third form of the Thunder Marksmanship.

"Thunder rises yin and yang, hidden in the clouds and rain, like a dragon diving in the abyss, and the dragon returns to the sea...... This...... What is this talking about! I don't understand it!" Yang Fengfeng recalled the description of the third type in the book "Thunder", but he never understood the essentials, and he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

"I can't understand this, are you a pig?" Brother Ba's voice suddenly sounded.

When Yang Dingfeng heard Brother Ba say this, he guessed that he must know what was said in the book, and immediately asked in surprise: "Xiaoba, do you know what that means?"

"You star thing, didn't it say above, thunder yin and yang, hidden in the clouds and rain, which means that you have to combine the first form and the second form before you can comprehend the third form!" Brother Ba said angrily.

"Oh! I see!" Yang Fengfeng suddenly realized when he heard this, and then he smiled: "Hehe, Xiaoba, you know so much, I have you, just like Liu Bei has Zhuge Kongming!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Get out and practice marksmanship! When you become proficient in the first and second styles, you will be able to comprehend the third style!" Brother Ba said impatiently when he heard this.

"Oh!" Yang Fengfeng glanced at his lips and replied, then continued to practice marksmanship.