When Shen Lang saw Mr. Yang's spear, he couldn't help but admire, modern people rarely practice this kind of spear anymore, it is both heavy and has no great lethality.

This kind of weapon has almost been reduced to an ornamental thing in modern times, and Mr. Yang's use of him against the enemy today is simply too unexpected for Shen Lang.

Mr. Yang held a spear in his hand, shook his hands, shook out a spear flower, and stabbed at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang saw Mr. Yang stabbing with a spear, he was not in a hurry, and as soon as his hands were wrong, he caught Mr. Yang's spear.

At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, illuminating the courtyard as if it were day.

Bi Yunqing saw that Shen Lang caught Mr. Yang's shot, the speed was amazing, and it seemed to be effortless, and he already had a general understanding of Shen Lang's speed in his heart.

While watching the battle between Shen Lang and Mr. Yang in the courtyard, Bi Yunqing leaned close to the fat Zen master's ear and said, "Senior brother, is the speed of martial arts in the ancient martial arts world so fast?" ”

The fat Zen master was also watching the situation in the field closely, and when he heard Bi Yunqing's question, he frowned and said: "No, this is not the speed of the martial arts of the ancient martial arts world, this speed is completely exercised in actual combat, you go on and look down, if I guess correctly, this person's speed will be faster when attacking, this is different from the martial arts of the ancient martial arts world, because the martial arts that are generally practiced are fast when defending, and the martial arts that are trained in actual combat are faster when attacking." ”

Han Zhi and the pheasant were also closely watching the situation on the field, Han Zhi was very knowledgeable, of course he knew the origin of Mr. Yang, this person was the heir of the Yang family gun.

This Yang family gun was famous for its marksmanship in ancient times, and in modern times, cold weapons have almost no use, and the Yang family gun has gradually degenerated into an almost ornamental thing. But the Yang family has a martial idiot in modern times, and it is this Mr. Yang.

Although Mr. Yang was born in modern times, wears a suit and tie, and eats McDonald's KFC, he has a retro heart. He dropped out of junior high school and followed his father to practice marksmanship at home, and for nearly 30 years, he didn't do any work and devoted himself to marksmanship.

Of course, this can't bring him anything, he doesn't have any money, career, which modern people value, but he has won several championships in national martial arts competitions. These things have no other use at all except comfort, which shows how far away this Mr. Yang is from the times.

But it was such a person, but he was invited by Bi Yunqing, and Han Zhi knew that Bi Yunqing was not just a simple matter as the mayor of Tianjing.

At the very least, he has an extremely important influence in the martial arts of the Huaxia Kingdom.

While Han Zhi was thinking about this, the situation on the field had changed.

Mr. Yang stabbed a shot, and after being caught by Shen Lang, Mr. Yang got up with the gun, jumped up, walked a few steps on the barrel of the gun, and kicked Shen Lang.

Seeing this, Shen Lang let go of the spear, and with an inch of strength in his hand, he blasted towards Mr. Yang's flying foot. Seeing that Shen Lang's fist had arrived, Mr. Yang suddenly retreated, and as soon as he reached out his hand, he held the spear in his hand again.

Shen Lang and Mr. Yang were very fast in these movements, and the people present were dazzled.

Everyone was watching the situation in the field with bated breath, but Bi Zhenfeng was preoccupied on the side, as if he was a little unwilling.

Bi Yunqing glanced at Bi Zhenfeng, his eyes were stern. Bi Yunqing has been worshipping under the disciple of Qingyang Zen Master, and he has been very fascinated by martial arts and Zen theory. Zen masters are generally fierce people, which makes Bi Yunqing very respectful, so he is also unconsciously contaminated with this style, but his precious son is not doing his job properly and has no interest, which makes him very angry.

At this tense and solemn moment today, Bi Zhenfeng was unexpectedly absent-minded, which made Bi Yunqing a little annoyed.

He didn't know that Bi Zhenfeng was thinking about a question in his heart.

Mr. Yang held the spear in his hand, shook out a spear flower, and attacked Shen Lang again.

There is a saying on weapons that one inch is long, one inch is strong, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous.

One inch long, one inch strong means that if you use a long weapon, you have the upper hand in attack, you can attack the opponent, and it is difficult for the opponent to get close to you.

Now the situation on the field is like this, Mr. Yang has attacked again and again, and Shen Lang has been in a defensive state.

When the pheasant saw the situation on the field, he couldn't help but be a little anxious.

Shen Lang saw that Mr. Yang's spear had been stabbed again, and he was still ready to pick it up with his hands, but this time Mr. Yang had already taken precautions, and when Shen Lang took it with his hands, suddenly his hands were wrong, and the spear turned like a drill.

Seeing this, Shen Lang knew that he could no longer use his hands to pick it up, so in a hurry, he turned over diagonally, pointed his toes on the spear, and then rushed towards Mr. Yang.

Shen Lang's trick completely copied Mr. Yang's last trick, but it was extremely dangerous than Mr. Yang. Second, the spear at this time was spinning rapidly, and Shen Lang was moving forward quickly on the tip of his toes, which was very unstable, if Mr. Yang withdrew the spear at this time, Shen Lang would inevitably lose his efforts.

Sure enough, Mr. Yang saw Shen Lang pointing the spear at his feet and rushing towards him quickly, so he spread his hands without hesitation, and the spear flew out like an arrow from the string and pierced into the courtyard wall.

As soon as the spear on the soles of Shen Lang's feet was withdrawn, he immediately stepped into the air, and he was about to turn over and land, but he saw Mr. Yang shouting, volleying into the air, punching downward, and hitting Shen Lang's head.

Seeing this, Han Zhi was a little worried, he understood that Shen Lang had been pressed and beaten by Mr. Yang's spear from the beginning, and now this attack was also destroyed by Mr. Yang, if Shen Lang still didn't show real effort, I'm afraid it would be difficult to crack.

He also knew that there were more powerful opponents behind him, and Shen Lang didn't want to expose his true skills too early.

However, at this moment, Mr. Yang has completely taken the initiative, and Shen Lang must come up with some effort.

Bi Yunqing's eyes widened at this moment, he knew that Shen Lang had to show his real skills this time, either speed or strength.

Seeing that Mr. Yang's fist had smashed down from the air, Shen Lang suddenly leaned back and slipped out from under Mr. Yang's fist.

Everyone sighed in unison, but Shen Lang still didn't show real effort.

Seeing that the blow was missed, Mr. Yang did not entangle, jumped and came to the wall of the villa, and with one hand, he pulled the spear out.

When Mr. Yang pulled out the spear, everyone saw that the outer wall of the villa had already been pierced by the spear.

Everyone is a person who knows kung fu, so naturally they will not be too surprised, but they also secretly admire that this Mr. Yang's strength is really not small.

Mr. Yang pulled out the spear, waved his hands, and struck Shen Lang like a storm.

Shen Lang saw that Mr. Yang's offensive had not abated, and thought that he couldn't continue to be entangled like this, if he continued to be entangled like this, I was afraid that by dawn, the matter here would not be over.

However, he can't expose his true skills too early, Shen Lang knows that there is still an important person to appear tonight.

This important person is the Zen master.

Shen Lang dodged Mr. Yang's spear while gathering inches of energy in his hands. He was waiting for an opportunity to deal Mr. Yang a heavy blow.

After Shen Lang dodged Mr. Yang for a few moves, he saw the opportunity, and suddenly followed the spear and bullied forward, and arrived in front of Mr. Yang in an instant.

Mr. Yang was shocked, he hadn't even seen Shen Lang's movements clearly, Shen Lang had already arrived in front of him. At this point, if you want to retreat back, it's too late. In a hurry, Mr. Yang had already taken off the spear, clenched his fists, and hit Shen Lang who came to him.

At this time, Shen Lang had already blasted out his fist. The fists of the two slammed into a pair, and Mr. Yang had already fallen out. But Shen Lang was safe and sound, and fell to the ground steadily.

Although Mr. Yang's marksmanship is exquisite, his fist kung fu is a little worse.

Just as Mr. Yang was about to fall to the ground, a figure suddenly jumped out from the side, holding a sword in one hand and holding Mr. Yang firmly with the other.

When Shen Lang saw it, it turned out to be Mr. Chen who was with Mr. Yang.

Mr. Chen caught Mr. Yang, then let go, slowly walked to Shen Lang, bent down, and picked up the spear that Mr. Yang had dropped.

He looked at Shen Lang, didn't speak, didn't look back, waved his hand back, and threw the spear to Mr. Yang, who was gasping for breath.

The sword in his hand glowed with a cold glow.

Shen Lang smiled and said to Mr. Chen, "It's really a good sword." ”

"No matter how good things are, they have to be used by whom, just like a fist, everyone has it, but only your Excellency can use it." Mr. Chen said lightly.

Shen Lang smiled again and said: "What you said is good, but the example is not good, my fist is not the one in the sky and the earth, I am the only one, you praise me too hard." ”

At this time, Mr. Yang had already walked over with his spear, and although his face was a little pale, it was fine.

Mr. Yang walked over and stood with Mr. Chen.

The cold light on the spear and the cold light on the sword complement each other.

Shen Lang knew that the time had come to test his adaptability.

These two weapons, one long and one short, if they are combined, Shen Lang will be firmly sealed, without any chance to fight back.

The fat Zen master was a little surprised when he saw that Shen Lang knocked Mr. Yang away with a punch just now.

He was not surprised by the power of Shen Lang's fist, but surprised that Shen Lang had never used his true kung fu.

This man has both kung fu and strategy.

Han Zhi also secretly admired Shen Lang in his heart, he was too calm, during this time in Jiangcheng, he completely changed from a person who only knew how to speak with his fists to a person who coexisted with kung fu and strategy, such a person is a person who does great things, and can become a real boss.

Mr. Yang walked up to Mr. Chen, put the gun on the ground, and said to Shen Lang: "Your Excellency's fist is really extremely brave, just now they said, I still don't believe it, now it seems that what they said is not false at all. ”