Chapter 502 - The Feast of the Army God (4)

Call!

As soon as the dragon spear was extended, Wan Erhao's figure was slightly sideways, the spear frame could be blocked, and the tip of the spear was only a few minutes away from his face. Shake away the dragon's spear with both arms, and turn defense into attack!

Dangdangdang!

In an instant, stabbing, picking, plucking, and sweeping made four consecutive shots, but they were firmly blocked by the impenetrable spear flower of the swimming dragon! It's just that Wan'er Hao's intention is not here, after the four blows shook the dragon away, the spear took off his hand and shot towards the dragon, like a silver arrow off the string!

Sou!

The silver spear came very quickly, and You Long blocked the silver spear, but it ushered in two daggers.

Wan Erhao held his forehand and backhand, and the two daggers that were only half a foot long were held in his hands, and a silver tornado danced towards the dragon!

You Long was horrified in his heart, what kind of person could master so many different weapons at the same time!? The most terrifying thing is that he doesn't know a little about every weapon, but he is really proficient at it! Other dragons don't dare to comment, but in terms of the round of marksmanship just now, Wanerhao's marksmanship is not much weaker than his own!

The sword is like the sea, the sword is like electricity, the hammer is like a mountain, and the gun is like a dragon!

Coupled with the twin blades that are now dancing like a storm, how many kinds of weapons does he have!?

It's just that Wanerhao brought him far more surprises than that.

Swords, guns, swords, long sticks, short sticks, hammers, daggers, halberds, bows, arrows, throwing knives...... Basically, any weapon on the weapon rack is handy to Wanerhao, and the technology it displays is breathtaking. Its attack was like a raging storm, and the dragon felt like a light boat in the waves, as if it would be overwhelmed by the monstrous waves in the next moment.

Phew.

You Long's footsteps suddenly seemed to kick something, he subconsciously looked down, only to see that he didn't know when there was a spear stuck behind him, and his backward footsteps were exactly kicking the spear.

Wan Erhao's eyes closed slightly, as if he was asleep, but his speed skyrocketed, pulling his body into a faint figure, holding the long sword in his hand and shooting towards the dragon.

On the way, he didn't glance at it, and with a grasp of his left hand, he picked up a single knife stuck in the ground, and shot it at Youlong.

Swords, knives, sticks, clubs, halberds.

On the way to him, his hands grabbed the weapon like flowers and shot towards the dragon!

You Long stiffened his body that kept moving flexibly for half a second because of the spear just now, and Wan Erhao didn't let go of this half second, like the last straw that crushed into a camel. But You Long didn't give up, he blocked what he could block, and he could dodge.

Bite!

The single knife was dodged by the dragon and shot at the spear shaft behind the dragon.

There was no deviation, the barrel of the gun was slightly bent by force, and then rebounded.

The long knife bounced back towards Wanerhao.

When the dragon's spear blocked the sword, stick, club, and halberd, a silver light and a single knife were like tourists interspersed with flowers, passing through the streamer of spears and flowers that could block hundreds of bees, and resting on the dragon's neck.

Puff puff puff.

The various weapons were inserted into the ground and emitted a burst of humming, and finally fell silent, just like the single knife resting on the neck of the dragon, steady and not trembling for a minute.

You Long's face was a little pale, as I said just now, no one had ever dared to compete with You Long's martial arts. And Wanerhao not only dares, but also wins.

The whole room had become a mess, the countless weapon racks that were enough to surround the entire room were already empty, and the thick red carpet had been torn apart by the battle between the two, revealing the marble floor below that had been made by countless marks of weapons.

Countless weapons were planted on the ground, and the bird's-eye view of the whole room was like some strange pattern, and it was like some cult ritual. It's just that the ten thousand soldiers stand tall, but there is a solemn and silent atmosphere.

You Long ignored the single knife resting on his neck, but his eyes looked around. He had heard of this, and this was the first time he had seen it in person.

Ten Thousand Soldiers' Tomb, the tactics of the military god Wanerhao.

No one has ever been able to defeat him at the military god banquet, which is the mound of ten thousand soldiers, and it is his home field.

It's just that You Long sees more.

If in the past, Wan Erhao could only exert his strength to drive ten thousand soldiers in this place, because in reality, he was not allowed to carry a mountain-high blade to fight everywhere.

But now it's different.

The game reflects reality, and no matter how much the parcel system in the phone can be stuffed.

In other words, wherever Wanerhao goes, there is a mound of ten thousand soldiers.

"Admire." You Long admired from the bottom of his heart, in terms of martial arts, he was indeed not an opponent.

Wan Erhao was still calm, his eyes were still slightly closed, but the single knife in his hand had already left You Long's neck, and he said to himself: "Nineteen years ago, I was still an ordinary soldier. That mission was to infiltrate the rebels and kill one of the enemy's masterminds."

You Long was a little puzzled why he was suddenly telling a story, but Wan Erhao obviously didn't mean to explain, and stood up slightly to look up at the glimmer of smallpox, and fell into memory: "It's just that the mastermind was obviously prepared, and I jumped into the trap and was isolated. Then I met my teacher."

"He never admitted that he was my teacher, but he just said that he saved me when he saw me. Surrounded by dozens of laser guns, I was calmly rescued by the old man."

"But because of this, I was also seriously injured, and the teacher kept muttering to himself what to send the Buddha to the west, and he took care of me all the time. I knew that the teacher was a master, so I was not ashamed to ask. Between words, he was disdainful of the power of technology. I was puzzled, and then he gave me a few random pointers."

"The day I recovered, he disappeared without a trace."

"He didn't say his name, but I knew he was best at marksmanship. Because when he rescued me that day, he came in with an ordinary worn-out spear and walked in like a leisurely stroll."

"More than ten years later, I saw your marksmanship on the Internet, and I knew that you were the successor of my teacher."

Wan Erhao looked at You Long with a strange gaze: "Strictly speaking, I can be regarded as your senior brother."

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You Long was stunned, but that wooden face became extremely exciting!

He listened to Wan Erhao's story and was already so surprised that he had nothing to say.

Yang Tianxing - The old man is of course extremely strong, he has mastered the law of change, and his marksmanship is unpredictable. But in fact, he didn't really teach Wan Erhao anything, he was just arguing with Wan Erhao. Wan Erhao asked if he couldn't figure it out, and the old man scolded when he heard the problem, but in the scolding speech, he often said a word, and solved all the things he had been unable to figure out.

Wan Erhao was able to become the first person in the army, in addition to his prestige and command ability to dispatch troops, his personal force was also the first in the army. No one has ever been able to beat him, not even if the opponent has the most advanced laser guns.

But Wan Erhao was able to enter the house after just over ten days of guidance from the old man, and he was a real genius.