Chapter 352 – Reward (5)

In fact, You Long doesn't know how to shoot.

What the old man taught him was that only when he was in battle against the enemy, he would naturally react in various ways. But there is no standard routine. So now, all you think of is the basic movement training that has been carried out thousands of times.

Thorn provokes entanglement......

All kinds of basic actions are made by You Long, but they are so fast! To Youlong's astonishment, the weight of the spear was terrifying, and he even thought that he might not be able to dance it if he were in normal times. It's just that at the moment it is in a boiling state, and You Long is naturally at ease.

He didn't notice that the mysterious man who had been watching the dragon marksmanship had a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Almost in just a minute or so, all the basic movements were performed by the dragon. You Long put his spear on the ground with both hands, all the changes in his body disappeared, and his face was unwavering. It's just that the heavy snort shows his state.

"Hey. Look at your dead face, I didn't expect to be so impulsive. The body has not recovered from a serious injury, but it is so overdrafted. I don't think you'll be able to do it for a few days." The man sneered. He was calm with these dragons, but the man's trampling on the marksmanship just now made him unbearable.

For a moment, the man was silent for a moment and said, "Your teacher is Yang Tianxing?"

You Long was startled, but shook his head: "I don't know my teacher's name."

"Hah!" The man laughed, "Sure enough, it's a lot like that kid's style. If your teacher is Yang Tianxing, then you are really qualified to let me make a move. I also gave you a teacher back then...... Huh?"

The man stood abruptly and reached out to Youlong's left hand with one hand.

Its speed is so fast, the situation is weird, and there is no way to escape from stepping into the realm of thoughtlessness and thoughtlessness with a dragon hunting hand.

Syllable.

The man's hand was on Youlong's left forearm, and he couldn't see what he had done.

A flash of light flickered, and You Long watched in astonishment as if by magic, pulling out a wooden stick from the skin and flesh of his forearm. The sticks are slender, round and smooth, but dark and inconspicuous.

But You Long only saw it at the first glance.

It's his stick!

That wooden stick that has been practicing marksmanship in the mountains for countless years day and night!

"Alas......" The man looked at the wooden stick, and then at Youlong, with a little admiration in his eyes, and a little emotion.

"If I was just skeptical, now I'm sure. You are Yang Tianxing's apprentice."

"What's going on?" With Youlong's cold temperament, it is rare with a bit of heat. After saying goodbye to the old man on the mountain, he never saw the old man again, and only saw it in the game that time. He was desperate to get the old man back, and after his father's death, You Long had no relatives.

The old man is the only one!

"Do you know who I am?" The man asked for no reason.

Rao is Youlong also cursed a dirty word in his heart, but now that he has a request, he has to respectfully say, "I don't know."

"My name is ...... You still call me Master Bai." Master Bai crossed his hands on his hips, and his face was so smug that You Long couldn't feel any of Master Bai's demeanor at all.

"Big ...... Master Bai...... Excuse me, teacher......

"Don't worry, boy, I'm not done yet." Master Bai glared at You Long, causing You Long to shut his mouth stupidly.

After a moment, Master Bai asked again, "I am a weapon smith, or rather, a blacksmith."

He didn't wait for You Long to answer, and pointed to the rough iron spear that You Long respectfully lay flat on the ground, "Do you know what this is?"

You Long secretly rolled his eyes.

You say you're a blacksmith, and then point to a spear and ask me what it is???

"Master Bai, this is a spear." People can't help but bow their heads under the eaves, but You Long still gave in and replied respectfully.

"Wrong."

Master Bai said, "This is a soldier's fetus. Or, to put it simply, an unfinished weapon." You Long subconsciously looked at the soldier tire on the ground. Such a rough but unopened edge, if it weren't for the preconceived intent of the dragon itself, this is really not a spear, and it is really understandable to say that it is unfinished.

And Master Bai pointed to the wooden stick in his hand the next moment: "This is also a soldier's fetus, which I gave to your teacher back then."

"Boy, I'm not boasting. From Han Blood and Nobunaga's respectful look at me, you can tell that I'm not an ordinary person. The knife in Han Xue's kid's hand was still made by me back then. The soldier tire can only be forged by the vein of my forging method, so don't think that the soldier tire is a mortal thing. How many people begged to kneel and begged me for a soldier's fetus, but there was no one. To put it simply, one of my military tires really needs to be sold, enough to buy a city."

"When I passed by, I saw your teacher fighting with others, and your teacher's marksmanship was unique, and the idea of combining the best of all families opened my eyes. You know, a master like me, when I see the right eye, I naturally have to give something. I'll give your teacher a soldier's tire. As long as your teacher takes this soldier fetus to fight and use the exercises to recuperate, it will be about five or ten years, and it will be the birth of a divine soldier."

"The biggest advantage of the soldier tire is that it is 100% compatible with the master, regardless of attributes and fighting style, it will gradually take shape through the master's battle."

"I didn't expect that the soldier fetus that gave you the teacher back then was given to you without use."

You Long's mind was like thunder, and he was completely stunned.

He remembered that day.

Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains, green water.

The old man sat on the trunk of a tree and threw the stick in front of him like garbage: "Pick it up, stab it forward, a thousand times."

His eyes were a little rolling.

He wanted to cry.

Where the hell are you, old man?

"Boy! Don't cry in front of me! Alas! I'm most afraid of this kind of child whose milk hasn't been cut off!" Master Bai said with a headache, which made You Long wake up from his thoughts, and quickly wiped his eyes.

Master Bai breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at You Long: "Yang Tianxing, Nobunaga and Han Blood. You kid has a lot of people looking forward to it. Well, it looks like you have a bit of potential. Speaking of which, I haven't made a move in a long time."

Master Bai held the wooden stick in his right hand, and with a move in his left hand, the iron rod tire on the ground was summoned, but the extremely heavy soldier tire was easy in Master Bai's hands.

He took two military tires and walked in one direction.

You Long hurriedly followed.

Although the platform is large, in fact, half of the area is empty, and only half is a house.

And in the middle of the open space, a large rock protruded like a table. Master Bai just threw the two military tires in his hand on the big rock like garbage, causing You Long to cast a hateful gaze.

I don't know if Master Bai didn't notice it or didn't care, and then five fingers on his right hand.

A burst of golden light flowed, and a small golden hammer appeared in the palm of his hand. The hammer is tiny, a bit like the nail that people use to drive in their homes. But the brilliant gold is as if it were cast in gold, which shows the extraordinariness of this hammer.

When You Long was expecting the hammer to come down, Master Bai actually threw the small hammer in his hand at the magma at will.

Burst.

Fell?

It really fell!