Chapter Seventy-One: Yang Family Marksmanship

It is said that Wang Zipeng and Yang Zongde became brothers with different surnames, and both of them were very happy.

"Brother Xian, do you have any relatives in your family?" Yang Zongde asked.

"My father and mother died a long time ago, and I have no brothers and sisters. Now that I have you as my brother, you are my only relative. Big brother, I see that you are good at kung fu, and I want to practice martial arts with you. Teach me. Wang Zipeng begged.

"Brother Xian, you learn kung fu in Shaolin Temple, that is your creation, Shaolin kung fu is unique in martial arts, you can't learn it in your life, why bother to learn my kung fu, it's just opportunistic." Yang Zongde said humbly.

"Big brother, I know that Shaolin Kung Fu is known as the first in the world, and Master Zhicheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, is also very good to me, just like my own father, he loves me and loves me, and I am also very happy to practice kung fu with him. It's just that he went to Wutai Mountain today and won't be back until a few days. In the past few days, I have been bored to practice alone, so it is better for my eldest brother to practice with me, and by the way, I will give me some quick instructions. Wang Zipeng said.

"Freezing three feet is not a cold, the quick way is just opportunistic, once you meet a strong opponent, it will not help. Brother Xian, the tall buildings rise from the ground, and in my opinion, you still do what your master tells you. I can accompany you to practice, but you have to use Shaolin boxing to practice. Yang Zongde said.

"Alright! I promise you. Wang Zipeng nodded in agreement.

After the two of them had eaten, they took a break and chatted.

"I heard that the Yang family's marksmanship is extremely powerful, I have never seen it, big brother, can you play a few tricks to feast my eyes?" Wang Zipeng asked.

"There is indeed something special about the Yang family gun, but that's just a rumor. Although I know a little about the Yang family gun, I can't always use it handily. Yang Zongde said.

"Big brother, you just play a few tricks to open the eyes of the little brother. The younger brother also wants to make a gun, but there is no master to guide him, and now he meets the eldest brother, which is the creation of the younger brother, and I implore the eldest brother to teach me the Yang family's marksmanship. Wang Zipeng said earnestly.

Seeing Wang Zipeng's sincerity, Yang Zongde had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Yang Zongde took out a spear weighing 100 catties from the house, came to the courtyard, first held the stake, stood up for lunges and horse steps, held the gun in his right hand and weighed it, and suddenly held the gun with both hands, only to hear the brush, the head of the gun turned sharply like a swallow, and the barrel of the gun swung like a silver snake dance; The body is flexible and moves freely, and the steps are steady and contracted; Suddenly up and down, left and right, front and back, like pear blossoms with rain, like a dragon out to sea.

"Good marksmanship! Good marksmanship! The Yang family gun really lives up to its reputation. Wang Zipeng was fascinated by it, and when he saw the subtleties, he couldn't help but applaud loudly.

Yang Zongde put away the gun in his hand, took a few deep breaths of the fresh air in the forest, and sat on the stone bench and rubbed the gun in his hand.

"Big brother, can I borrow your gun?" Wang Zipeng asked.

"Of course you can, they're all your own brothers, can't you even meet this request? You can play a few tricks for me to see. Yang Zongde said and handed the gun to Wang Zipeng.

Wang Zipeng weighed it in his hand, it was so heavy, fortunately he was born with divine power.

"Big brother, your gun has some weight, and ordinary people can't hold it steadily, let alone dance freely." Wang Zipeng said, holding the gun with both hands in front of him, up and down, left and right, back and forth, and waving according to the moves he just learned, although he was not proficient, he still swayed freely.

"Brother Xian is really a martial arts wizard, and his surname is extremely high, I just played it once, and you will learn the moves." Yang Zongde praised.

"Big brother Yang family gun and Luo family gun which one is powerful?" Wang Zipeng asked suddenly.

"What do you say? The Luo family's marksmanship is an allusion to the Sui and Tang dynasties, and the Yang family's gun is a matter of our dynasty, and who is powerful cannot be compared at all. It can only be said that each has its own merits. Yang Zongde said with an indifferent smile.

"Big brother, is your Yang family's gun passed on by your uncle?" Wang Zipeng asked curiously.

"My father died in the battle of Golden Beach, and my mother was also martyred in the war with Western Xia. At that time, I was still young, and it was my uncle Yang Wulang who rescued me to Wutai Mountain and taught me the Yang family's marksmanship since I was a child. Later, the fifth uncle passed away, and when he was dying, he entrusted Master Zhicheng to take me to the Shaolin Temple. I took the practice in Shaolin Temple, stayed for a while, and Master Zhicheng sent me down the mountain to purchase goods. At the bottom of the mountain, I met a girl who was very beautiful. She was caught by several scoundrels when she was entering the mountain, and she was about to be rude, but I rescued her in time. This girl is the daughter of a hunter in the Shaomuro Mountain family, and she promised to thank me for saving my life. At that time, she and I were both boys and girls, and we were in love for a while, and we tasted the forbidden fruit after being together for a while. Later, when she became pregnant, her father went to the Shaolin Temple to look for me, and the abbot and Master Zhicheng knew about it and drove me out of the mountain gate. I was homeless and had to live here, which used to be my father-in-law's house. Ten years ago, my father-in-law passed away, and soon after, my wife also disappeared suddenly, some people said that someone abducted her, some people said that he followed the man, what happened? I still don't know anything. My wife left our father and son behind, and since then we have been dependent on each other for our lives. My son's name is Yang Tiexin, about the same age as you, he is naughty, active, and likes to fight and win. This year, I heard that the imperial court was the champion of martial arts, and he secretly went down the mountain alone in the middle of the night. I don't know where I am now? There was no trouble. For his sake, I couldn't eat, slept restlessly, and restlessly sat almost every day, alas, and I pity my parents all over the world. Yang Zongde sighed when he said this.

"Big brother, Jiren has his own natural appearance, don't worry too much. I think he's still a kid, and it's inevitable to be playful. As long as he has had enough of playing outside, he will naturally come back. Perhaps, he will also meet many new friends during his trip to Beijing. Wang Zipeng comforted.

"I hope so-" Yang Zongde said helplessly.