"No comments!" Several people looked at each other, directly ignored Du He, and happily decided.

"I ......"

"Well, start with me, the ground-level martial arts dragon double gun, the special mental martial arts iron line fist, can develop the human physique, increase arm strength, come with a unicorn step, the ash gun currently used in the weapon, the age is 15 and a half years old." Situ Changfeng snatched the words and said, completely ignoring Du He, who wanted to cry without tears.

"Thirty-six guns of ground-level martial arts, but the last three moves are lost, the weapon is a tiger head Zhan golden gun, forged with cold iron, one zhang long, weighing twenty catties, and the family has a horse family heart. Fourteen years old," Ma Zhan introduced himself.

"Ground-level martial arts hundred battle knife method, hundred battle heart method, weapon dragon hook sickle, hundred refining fine iron forging, one zhang long, weighing twenty-two catties. Fourteen years old. Zhang Wang continued.

"Ground-level exercises, killing sword techniques, heart methods, the more people you kill, the more powerful you are, you can advance to the heavenly level, the weapon killing sword, the meteorite iron forging, one zhang long, weighing thirty-six pounds, fifteen years and three months." Bai San said with a dead face.

"I've just turned fifteen, but I have a lot of strength, and I can use all weapons, so it's better to be heavier." Fang Yiai touched his head, scratched his scalp with his hand, and said with an embarrassed smile.

"I, special swordsmanship, Childe Sword!" Du He blushed, patted the long sword on his waist, twisted his neck and said.

"Poof!"

"Hey, hey!"

"Hey, hey!"

When several people looked at him, they all understood what was going on, and they didn't look down on him because of this, but they just laughed out loud in unison.

"It's so good, it's hard today, and tomorrow morning, everyone is talking about it and then agreeing." Situ Changfeng was worried that Du He was thin-skinned, so he raised his hand slightly to stop everyone from continuing to laugh, and then said.

Several people were trained by Wei Chigong and Wang Jun today, and they were somewhat tired and tired, and they all agreed with Situ Changfeng's opinion, it is time to rest, just go to rest, Du He pulled the house and left love, instigated Zhang Wang, and Ma Zhan went to the campus to hang out.

And Situ Changfeng and Bai San invariably chose to rest, which is also because the two of them use special moves, which consumes a lot of their bodies.

In the evening, Han Niu and the other two guards brought food, and a group of teenagers were in turmoil, and soon returned to the room to rest after eating.

Speechless all night, early the next morning, except for Du He, almost everyone else got up at about the same time, and each chose a place in the courtyard to practice, the simplest is Fang Yiai, who has been holding a stone lock there, one in one hand, and having fun.

Situ Changfeng has been practicing basic marksmanship, and he is using a green heavy gun, the heavy body of the gun, the burden brought is not light, stabbed more than a hundred times in a row, Situ Changfeng has begun to breathe roughly, and his movements have become slow.

His arms were sore, Situ Changfeng stopped, he still knew the reason that he couldn't reach speed, put down the spear, took the iron coil, and practiced boxing.

Situ Changfeng began to practice boxing, and everyone else couldn't help but stop and watch, after all, Situ Changfeng punched Wei Chigong yesterday, but Yu Chigong was amazed.

"Brother Situ, can you teach me Lianquan? The weapon moves are too cumbersome for me to learn. Fang Yiai put down the stone lock, looked at the iron coil on Situ Changfeng's arm with great interest and asked.

"Of course you can, even if you only learn part of it, there are a lot of benefits, and this set of boxing is not small, more attention is paid to the pace, and it is required to achieve the unity of waist and horse, which is more suitable for foot combat." Situ Changfeng agreed without hesitation.

"Hey, hey! Thank you, Brother Situ! "Fang Yiai is happy hehe, he is straight.

"You can also practice together if you're interested." Situ Changfeng greeted a few people, and decided to hand over the boxing technique to a few people first, and it was also a good choice to use their own mental methods to drive.

As far as Situ Changfeng knows, there are many people who use various weapons, but there are very few people who fight simply with empty hands, and even the rangers have no weapons, like a tiger without minions.

When a few people heard it, they were not embarrassed, after all, there are people who are willing to teach such kung fu, and the opportunity is rare, and no one is willing to give up.

At this time, Du He was also woken up, and then was caught by Situ Changfeng to listen together.

Iron line boxing does not have to stand on the horse and waist horse is strong, do not have to hit Tsubaki and bridge hands are self-strength, is the basis for learning other boxing techniques and equipment, with pace exercises, and the heart method is to exercise the internal organs, plus medicinal materials to repair, this is the complete iron line boxing.

Situ Changfeng spent half an hour, first talked about some key points of boxing, and then made a step mark on the sand, and let a few people practice according to it.

"You have people make iron rings according to the size of their arms, and they will practice slowly in the future, so there is no need to rush for a while." Situ Changfeng saw that everyone had been exercising for an hour, so he beckoned to stop.

Everyone nodded and stopped, then ate, and rested for a while before gathering in the courtyard.

Zhang Wang chose to fight with Bai San, and the horse battle against Situ Changfeng, for the sake of safety, they all chose wooden guns and wooden knives.

After the battle, Situ Changfeng found that the marksmanship used in Ma Zhan was very violent, attacking heavily but not defending, attacking with guns and guns, and the guns were not far from the vital point.

Fortunately, Situ Changfeng Youlong's double guns are also about speed, and Youlong's double guns are one attack and one defense, one bright and one dark, and pay more attention to surprise.

Although Ma Zhan is not weak, after all, he has little knowledge, and the strength of the true qi of the two is about the same, and he can't see through the reality of Youlong's twin guns, but after a few moves, he was forced to be in a hurry.

Desperate thirty-six shots, can't rush to attack, this is not far from failure, not to mention that now is a foot battle, Situ Changfeng stepped on the unicorn step, the pace was flexible, and the tenth move, one shot forced Ma Zhan's throat.

The Qilin Bu and You Long dual spear marksmanship did not want to rush, which was an unexpected discovery of Situ Changfeng, and it made the marksmanship more flexible, making moves from the opponent's side and more hidden.

On the other side, the two can be said to be chess opponents, and Bai San Kung Fu is slightly superior, but Zhang Wangbai's sword defense is not leaky, and he has a calm temperament, is dedicated to defense, and is not in a hurry to fight back.

Killing swordsmanship, killing the common people to cultivate, heavy killing intent, raising murderous aura, merciless moves, but unfortunately the gap between the two is not big, and they encounter a hundred battles of sword techniques.

A hundred battles knife method, a hundred battles on the battlefield, if you want a hundred battles on the battlefield, the defense is too poor, you can't look at a wooden knife waving, the tiger is vigorous, let the white three sword techniques be weird, and they will be resolved one by one.

The two have been fighting for fifty rounds, and Bai Sanbing is dangerous, exchanging injuries for injuries, and only then did he defeat Zhang Wang.

"Brother Situ, this wooden weapon is too light, or let's try our fists and feet, don't worry, I don't want to be a big brother, I also know, just my head, it's a joke." Fang Yiai scratched his head habitually and said.

"Yo! Yes, bereavement, today's inspiration, and the words are also very reasonable. Before Situ Changfeng could speak, Du He teased on the side.