Lu Yan's marksmanship is the family heirloom Lu family gun, which is famous for its fierce offensive. In the entire Beiyan Province, they are all famous, and people who study come to the door every day.

And although Lu Yan is young, he has won the true inheritance of his father, in the past few years, he has used a silver gun in his hand to overturn the generals of dozens of golden soldiers, and the soldiers in the six guards and seven guards admired the kung fu of their own commander, and also gave him a nickname, Little White Dragon.

At this moment, the silver spear in Lu Yan's hand reflected the sun's rays, and some eyes were shot. The onlookers were curious about the competition between the new commander and the commander.

In the stands, Wen Boyan's face was not good, his mood was up and down today, if it wasn't for the fact that he had always been in good health, just these few fluctuations would have made him seriously ill.

Wen Kang quietly touched the stands from the crowd, and called his father softly behind Wen Boyan, of course Wen Boyan heard it, but ignored him, and just snorted coldly.

On the wooden platform, Guo Yi and Lu Yan were holding weapons, standing opposite each other, both looking at each other's footsteps and possible attacks. Lu Yan was a little under pressure, and the person standing opposite was the new chief soldier of Datong City, and his face was solemn. And Guo Yi still looked relaxed, even with a smile.

Lu Yan moved, only to see him shake the silver spear a flower, tap his toes, and rush towards Guo Yi.

Guo Yi's reaction was not unpleasant, seeing this, he immediately took a lunge, and the saber was slanted, and the stab of the silver spear was removed.

Lu Yan couldn't hit a blow, his hands were up and down, he raised the gun back, Guo Yi didn't have time to put away the knife, he jumped up directly, stepped on the head of the gun, and pressed the direction of the silver gun. The silver spear couldn't withstand Guo Yi's kick, and the head of the spear bent to the ground.

Lu Yan exerted his strength, pulled out the silver spear, took a few steps back, and waited for the opportunity to move. Guo Yi also landed gently, and the saber in his hand hung down to his side.

Generally speaking, weapons in the army, one inch long, are one inch stronger. The silver spear used by Lu Yan was much longer than the saber in Guo Yi's hand, and as soon as he fought, Guo Yi had to defend one after another, and there was no chance to attack at all, almost falling into passivity.

And now on the field, Guo Yi looked at Lu Yan who was looking at him opposite, with a smile on his face, Lu Yan's fierce attack was not blocked at all, and he secretly praised the power of this Lu family gun in his heart. On the contrary, Lu Yan's face became more solemn, and he could see that Guo Yi had left his hand.

From the outsider's point of view, Guo Yi's reaction was already dangerous, but in Lu Yan's opinion, Guo Yi still had some spare strength.

"Is Mr. Guo asking me?" Lu Yan asked this sentence for no reason.

"Of course not, General Lu's marksmanship is sharp, and I am also worthy of it."

Lu Yan slammed the silver spear on the wooden platform, clasped his hands into fists, and said, "Please also ask General Guo to exert all his strength, I will not necessarily lose yet." ”

When everyone heard this, they were all confused, could it be that Guo Yi, who had been defending just now, was the side that had the upper hand?

Guo Yi listened to Lu Yan's words, the smile on his face retracted, put the saber in his hand across his chest, and said, "Then try my trick." ”

As he spoke, Guo Yi rushed out like an arrow off the string, and the next moment, the saber had already swung up and slashed towards Lu Yan's front door.

Lu Yan hurriedly raised his gun to block, and stepped back with both feet, trying to open up the distance in order to counterattack.

But Guo Yi didn't give Lu Yan such a chance at all, isn't your Lu family's gun known for its aggressiveness? Okay, I'll show you what really good it is!

The saber in Guo Yi's hand flew, and there was no skill to speak of, just a knife kept slashing towards Lu Yan's face. Although the position of each knife remains the same, the force will be a little larger. Of course, such an unpretentious attack could not hurt Lu Yan, and the silver spear in his hand flew like a silver snake spitting out a letter, not slower than the saber in Guo Yi's hand. It's just that he always falls behind, and it is difficult to find an opportunity to break through Guo Yi's attack.

The Lu family's gun, which had always been aggressive, was forced to retreat by Guo Yi's swift and electric knife technique. I was about to fall off the wooden platform.

Everyone in the stands was stunned by Guo Yi's unfounded slash, not to mention Wen Boyan and others, even Xu An didn't know where Guo Yi's move came from, seeing that in the field, Lu Yan was about to fall off the wooden platform.

The people outside the competition were nervous, and it was not like this in the field.

Guo Yi and Lu Yan fought close to each other, and they could almost see the faces of the opposite side. The face that Lu Yan saw through the sword light and the shadow of the gun was different from Guo Zongbing, it was a face that belonged to Guo Yi alone, and this face contained anger, like a raging lion.

Lu Yan kept retreating, he knew that he would be forced to be carried down if he didn't want to find a way, his heart was crossed, and he wanted to gamble, so the silver spear in his hand violently exerted force, and bounced off Guo Yi's saber with one blow, and before the second knife came, he suddenly took off the silver spear in his hand and stabbed it towards Guo Yi's heart.

Guo Yi seemed to have expected Lu Yan's hand, and immediately took five steps back and cut off the silver spear, and the silver spear fell down the wooden platform of the competition, and Lu Yan had no chance to pick it up.

Wen Boyan breathed a sigh of relief, although he had been knocked out of his weapon, he had finally broken free from the whirlwind knife technique, and he could still rely on his fists and feet to drag on for a while.

Guo Yi saw Lu Yan looking at him with his bare hands, turned around, handed back the saber in his hand to the soldier who borrowed the knife, and returned to the stage with his bare hands. The soldier took the saber, and saw that there were dozens of dense gaps in the blade. In their opinion, in the silver-white light and shadow in front of Guo Yi and Lu Yan just now, the two had already exchanged more than 100 moves.

Guo Yi looked at Lu Yan and said coldly: "You are arrogant and weak, how can you be a commander?" I'll try your fists and kicks. ”

After speaking, Guo Yi took the initiative to attack again, and smashed towards Lu Yan's chest in a circle, although Lu Yan was a little puzzled by Guo Yi's way of putting down his weapon and competing with himself, he still reacted quickly, holding Guo Yi with both hands and smashing a punch into his chest, turning sideways, exerting force with both arms, wanting to throw Guo Yi over his shoulders and into the audience.

Guo Yi felt Lu Yan's thoughts, and the punch that was held did not retreat but advanced, and knocked heavily on Lu Yan's heart, although this blow was not powerful enough to hurt Lu Yan, but it made him over-the-shoulder and the action of falling over the shoulder stalemate for a moment, Guo Yi seized the opportunity, pumped his right fist outward, and kicked his left leg towards Lu Yan's waist. Lu Yan didn't have time to block, he was kicked by this kick, and the hands holding Guo Yi's right fist were also released.

Guo Yi took advantage of the victory to pursue, and used his fists to unleash the knife technique he had just used, and a pair of fists smashed Lu Yan's arms raised in a hurry like a giant tree attacking the city. Lu Yan's mouth was sweet, his hands seemed to have been hit by a hammer, he flew back and stopped at the edge of the wooden platform. As soon as he stopped, he knelt down on one knee, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Guo Yi put down his fists, regained the smile on his face, and said, "Does General Lu want to continue?" ”

The soldiers gasped and felt terrified, the strength of this General Guo was enough to crush Lu Yan. If it is said that there are seven commanders in the army now, although this Lu Yan is not the strongest, but at least he can be in the top three, can he lose so quickly?

Shang Tianyin had been in a trance since he lost to Shuhu Zhuo, and now when he saw that Lu Yan was about to lose, he rolled his eyes and fainted. Wen Boyan was also a little unable to support it, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Come on, help General Shang down." ”

In the field, after resting for a while, Lu Yan stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his right hand, and said, "I lost." ”

Guo Yi was very satisfied when he heard these three words, and wanted to leave the stage in a cheering voice, but Lu Yan opened his mouth and asked, "What is the name of the sword technique used by General Guo." ”

Guo Yi had already walked to the side of the steps, heard Lu Yan's question, thought about it, and replied, "Let's call it the Wildfire Knife Method." After saying that, he turned around and stepped off the stage.