Yu Wenming looked at this young man and felt that this was a fierce enemy. And he even felt a dangerous aura from this person.

"Who is this guy? I feel that no matter from the momentum or the pressure on people, it is impossible to be an ordinary soldier. Although Yu Wenming was stunned in his heart, his face still did not change, and he still looked at him with a smile.

The young man was visibly hesitant, as if he was considering whether or not to make a move. But in the end, it seemed that he couldn't stand the pressure of everyone's gaze and finally stood up.

He bowed to Yu Wenming and said: "My name is Hong Xiu, I used to walk on the rivers and lakes, and I was sentenced to three years of confiscation for committing a crime, so I ask the elders to give me a lot of advice." He was visibly much more polite.

"Please!" Yu Wenming didn't say much, but was engrossed in observing his opponent's movements.

He had already seen that the strength of this Hong Xiu was much higher than that of Guo Ziyi just now. After all, people have been mixed in the rivers and lakes, and most of them are martial arts masters.

Hong Xiu lifted the horse lance in his hand and slowly walked out of the queue, while Yu Wenming picked up a spear from the weapon rack next to him.

The surrounding soldiers couldn't help but whisper, just now Yu Wenming easily defeated Guo Ziyi who was holding a sword and shield with a big knife, and Yu Wenming should be good at short weapons such as knives. But now that he saw the other party holding a long-handled horse lance, he also changed to a long spear, could it be that he was proficient in all kinds of weapons?

If this is the case, then the person must be a fierce enemy. Seeing this, Hong Xiu's delicate face suddenly showed a solemn look. Such a young and martial arts opponent is somewhat interesting.

Thinking of this, a sense of war suddenly appeared in Hong Xiu's heart.

With a low shout, he attacked first with a bright sprint, and he was ready to strike first. This shot came extremely fast, and the angle at which the head of the gun pierced was also quite tricky, and it won the applause of the soldiers outside the field at once.

Yu Wenming was not lazy, holding the gun in both hands, his body turned obliquely, and he knocked lightly.

Just heard the sound of "boom", the two shots intersected, and Hong Xiu's fierce offensive became invisible.

The soldiers had just applauded Hong Xiu's ferocious attack before they fell, and they couldn't help but applaud Yu Wenming's wonderful resolution.

After dissolving Hong Xiu's moves, Yu Wenming had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had seen this marksmanship somewhere.

But now is the critical moment of the battle between the two, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he instinctively stepped forward, raised his gun and threw out a spear flower, stabbing the opponent in the throat. This is exactly the hand-shaking style in the Panlong marksmanship that Li Jing taught him.

Hong Xiu was also stunned for a moment when he saw this trick. However, he seemed to know a thing about it, and with a flick of his side, the tip of the spear passed by his neck and fell into the air. The distance he dodged was really good for the second.

Then, with a loud shout, the lance stabbed diagonally.

Yu Wenming slammed his feet to the ground, jumped high, and stabbed forward with his gun in both hands.

Hong Xiu leaned back and dodged, but the spear in his hand was from the bottom up, slamming Yu Wenming's thigh.

Yu Wenming took a step back, let go of this fierce move, and was about to counterattack, but the other party kicked him heavily, kicking Yu Wenming's waist directly.

Yu Wenming saw that Hong Xiu was fierce, and he was also angry in his heart. He knew that he couldn't back down anymore, otherwise the other party's momentum would be more vigorous, and he would fall behind in aura.

So, instead of retreating, he advanced, handed the spear to his right hand, pressed the opponent's horse lance on the side, and hit Hong Xiu's lower jaw with a ferocious hook with his left hand.

Hong Xiu didn't expect Yu Wenming to advance instead of retreating, and he was caught off guard by the killing moves. He had to fly upside down with the help of the Ubun Bun spear striking the horse lance to dodge a punch that would have caused his teeth to snap.

Yu Wenming was unforgiving, pressing step by step, and pursued the past.

He showed the coiling dragon marksmanship taught by Li Jing, and in the blink of an eye, he stabbed Hong Xiu nine times in a row, and the angle of each shot was incoherent, like a flash of light, and in the piercing gunfire, the two guns couldn't stop handing over. With Hong Xiu's ability, when he encountered this new style of marksmanship that combined the subtleties of the Heavenly Sword Technique, he was also killed only with the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back, so he couldn't help but retreat.

At this time, the onlookers shouted with ecstasy.

But Hong Xiu secretly complained, he was not inferior in skills, but inferior in strength. Yu Wenming's arm strength is much greater than his, and the sophistication of marksmanship is not below him. As a result, he could only cope with it, unable to counterattack, and was in a situation of being passively beaten.

When Hong Xiu blocked the ninth shot, he had already slightly touched the rules of Yu Wenming's coiling dragon marksmanship, only to feel that although there were flaws in each shot, because the marksmanship was too fierce and too sharp, and the speed was extremely fast, the flaws flashed away, and there was no way to fight back.

At this moment, the iron spear with cold light was like turning into lightning and thunder, surging into black light, passing through the air between the two, and each shot slashed towards Hong Xiu from an unexpected angle. Let him be stumbling and unsustainable.

Yu Wenming became more and more proficient in splitting, finding the right feeling, giving full play to the attack power of the Panlong Marksmanship, and gradually integrating the essence of the Heavenly Sword Technique, attacking and attacking, never leaving his hand, let alone guarding against Hong Xiu's counterattack.

Hong Xiu occasionally had a chance to return the favor, but at this time, Yu Wenming would use the defensive tricks in the Panlong marksmanship, mending the flaws and blocking his few counterattacks.

The master among the surrounding onlookers only felt that Yu Wenming's marksmanship was like a whimsy, leaving no trace, and he couldn't grasp the next attack point and the line of the gun at all.

In the midst of the competition, Hong Xiu, who was struggling to support, felt powerless. Although he can barely support himself in terms of tricks, he is a little weak.

"Dang!" With a loud bang, Hong Xiu did his best. blocked Yu Wenming's onslaught again, but he couldn't withstand this ferocious attack containing the essence of marksmanship, which made even the centaur lance fall back three steps, and his footwork was disordered.

Yu Wenming knew that the opportunity was coming, and he shouted, and rushed forward like a shadow, and the Liquan iron spear was raised high above the top, stepping on one step, one step further!

When he took the third step, the black Liquan Iron Spear shot from top to bottom, stabbing Hong Xiu in the middle of his forehead.

Hong Xiu was in danger, and at this time it was too late to dodge, unless he was willing to jump out of the circle of this competition, there was no other way but to raise a hard gear.

With a "dang" sound, the lances exchanged fire again.

Already under the continuous blows, the damaged horse lance suddenly broke from it, and just before the Liquan iron spear broke into the forehead, Hong Xiu showed his amazing skill, and immediately flew out upside down, dodging the fatal blow.

Yu Wenming sighed in his heart, put away his gun and stood, and stopped attacking.

Hong Xiu staggered back three steps at this time, and had already fallen out of the circle of the competition. In his hand, he held only half of the horse lance left, which was broken by the strength of the spear generated by the coiling dragon marksmanship.

The sound of shouting and fighting was silenced.

The two met their eyes.

There was a sudden silence all around.

After a while, Hong Xiufang showed a bitter smile, put aside the broken horse lance in his hand, bowed down and said: "Captain Yuwen's marksmanship is indeed powerful, especially the profound internal strength, long strength, and bowing to the upper hand. ”

He was convinced, under the attack of Yu Wenming's stormy waves, he had almost no power to fight back, and he had been beaten passively, if the moment he fell out, Yu Wenming followed up with a shot, he would definitely die.

"Brother Hong is so polite! It's all about learning from each other, don't care, everyone will be brothers in the future. Yu Wenming walked over and warmly shook Hong Xiu's hand and said.

Hong Xiu's face turned slightly red, lowered his head, and thanked him repeatedly.

The soldiers around him were still very modest when they saw that Yu Wenming had won, which was very different from the domineering appearance of the other warriors they had seen.

Hong Xiu and all the soldiers were a little moved, and they had no reason to disagree.

In this way, Yu Wenming proved his strength with facts, and his victorious and humble attitude won the respect of the nine soldiers, and he quickly established his prestige in the tenth group of the tenth team, and no one dared to regard him as a child anymore.

Among their nine soldiers, there are ethnic complexes, four Han Chinese, two Xianbei people, one clansman, one Huns, and one Tiele people. Nowadays, the Hu and Han people in the northern region have been mixed for nearly 300 years, although the Han nationality is still the mainstream, but the proportion of Hu people is still quite large, but everyone has become accustomed to this.

Yu Wenming also shook hands with his nine subordinates one by one at this time, and then Haosheng comforted them. He also really became the leader of this group.