Chapter 504 - The Feast of the Army (6)

"You're lucky, but you're also unlucky."

Wan Erhao listened to You Long talk about his own problems, and made such a brainless comment.

"You're lucky because you've been able to spend so much time with your teacher and his old man, and you're still giving him hands-on guidance. I only had more than ten days, and even the old man never admitted that I was his apprentice." Speaking of this, a bitter smile appeared on Wan Erhao's face.

"Back then, I knelt on the ground and kowtowed, hoping that the teacher would take me as an apprentice. But you know, the teacher actually knelt in front of me and kowtowed back the number of times I kowtowed."

You Long was silent, and he really didn't know how to deal with it.

But it does look like an old man would do something.

"You are unfortunate because the teacher paved the road in front of you, but I didn't expect you to take this road at all."

"Follow this path, and you will at least be able to reach the height of the teacher. But he didn't think that you could find a better way, to be able to surpass his way."

"When the teacher instructed me, he just told me some plain truths. He never put the road in front of me, so my martial arts comprehension has always been dark-eyed. But because of that, I don't have the same afflictions as you."

"If you want to solve this problem, there are only two ways."

Wan Erhao looked at You Long calmly and gave a choice. In fact, there are very few people who are qualified to give choices in this way, and Wan Erhao definitely has this qualification: "One is to give up domineering and embark on the teacher's change of course. In this way, you will definitely be able to ride the river. But as Mr. Game said, you can only reach the level of a teacher if you go to the limit in your life."

"Impossible, my Dao heart has been accomplished. Giving up now will only damage my Dao heart, and even lose my power." You Long categorically refused, because he knew that this choice was impossible. Since one of the two options is impossible, there is only one option.

"The second is to go overbearing and forget all the marksmanship that the teacher has taught you." Wan Erhao stared at him calmly, "The teacher's road paved here is good for you, but now it has become your biggest obstacle. You have been accustomed to fighting with your teacher's marksmanship all these years, and this fighting habit has been ingrained in your bones. It's hard to forget it, just like you're used to stride at the same distance, and it's extremely difficult to force you to change it. But you only have one choice."

You Long closed his eyes and fell silent.

Although he asked Yu Wanerhao, in fact, how could You Long not know that he only had such a choice?

Countless memories flashed through his mind.

It was the time I spent practicing with the old man in the mountains, and to forget all these marksmanship was not the same as forgetting the old man from my mind? This is the most struggling problem in You Long's heart.

Forget and forget, struggle and fight in the mind of the dragon. Soon, You Long, who was standing calmly with his eyes closed, had an inexplicable aura on his body.

Waner Haomu was expressionless, he knew that his junior brother was settled.

With another wave of his hand, more than a dozen blades flew out of his phone, sealing the only door. Then he sat cross-legged in front of the door and protected the dragon.

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Countless fragments slipped through the dragon's mind.

He also vaguely felt that he was stuck in a critical time.

Exercise and fight with the old man. Then enter the game and continue the battle. Lord of Fire Crystals, John, Zeus...... The battle with the butcher made him realize for the first time the existence of the word "tyrant".

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Youlong's mind, and he vaguely captured something.

Thoughts go with your heart.

The fragment in my mind returns to the image of the old man teaching him marksmanship.

1,000 horizontal stabs, 1,000 upward swings, 1,000 horizontal swings......

Then the picture returns to the last years when he and the old man stayed on the mountain, and they were all constantly fleeing and improving under the old man's crazy pursuit.

Lord of Fire Crystals...... John......

You Long knows what the problem is.

Mr.Game once told him that the old man had arranged a qiē in the game before he died, and that the storage of the Lord of Fire Crystals was to test his marksmanship and cloud dragon steps, and John was to test his dragon hunter. But he was wrong.

The Lord of Fire Crystals did not test his marksmanship, but only his mastery of the Cloud Dragon Step.

From the very beginning, the old man taught him marksmanship, but he did not forcibly instill how to use a gun. He just forced himself to memorize countless standard movements with his body. The reason why You Long's marksmanship is so varied is because during the last period of chasing and killing on the mountain, he subconsciously continued to learn the old man's tactics, which also made the old man mistakenly think that he would also go to the path of change.

In the final analysis, the old man did not intend to affect the path of the dragon.

So he didn't need to forget about the old man's marksmanship at all.

Because the old man taught him marksmanship has always been in his body.

To be precise, he is the fighting method of the old man who needs to forget about it.

Then find your own way of fighting.

It's like Wanerhao's Ten Thousand Soldiers' Grave.

He opened his eyes and finally figured it out.

Understand, sometimes it's that simple.

It's like a math problem, if you don't understand the number, you will think about it, but when you understand it, you will see through it like a sudden sight.

You Long seemed to be just standing calmly, but the marksmanship movements that countless old men had taught him were like countless phantoms, gathering and forming in his mind.

One, two, three, four......

One hundred and eleven figures, and finally gathered into one figure.

That was the first movement he had ever learned from the old man's hands since he was a child—flat stabs.

At this moment, his marksmanship is complete!

Airplanes......

There were invisible fluctuations on his body, and words were hidden behind him.

At that time, the prototype of the word hegemony, because the comprehension of the dragon became more condensed!

"Huh......" You Long let out a long breath and watched Wan Erhao slowly wave his hands and salute, "Thank you, senior brother."

Wan Erhao also waved his hand and returned the salute: "You're welcome."

At the end of the ceremony, both of them laughed.

They all know that the two have similar personalities.

Simple, quiet, gritty, and a view of the world.

"I'm curious about your marksmanship right now."

You Long nodded slightly, then stretched out his hands.

Two streamers, one blue and one red, flowed through his forearm, and then condensed between his palms.

Coldfire spear in hand, and then he just calmly stabbed forward.

Wan Erhao looked at the thorn calmly.

A mere stab.

There are no mountains shaking, no piercing of the firmament, no tearing of space.

It's just a calm thorn, just like the flat thorn that You Long has practiced thousands of times.

Wanerhao was silent for a long time before he slowly sighed: "Good marksmanship."

You Long was not polite, and said very seriously, "I think so too."

"Change your name."

"What?"

"This is a marksmanship that will be included in the history of martial arts in the future, so let's change its name. It deserves its name."

You Long thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "A shot?"

Wan Erhao looked at You Long with emotion: "Senior brother, your talent for changing your name is even worse than mine."

"Then take the gun." You Long was a little embarrassed before he said another name.

The mantra of the word self-hegemony is derived, and it is called the tyrant gun.