Every student of the Martial God Academy knew that there was a small wooden house on the southwest lake of the Amber River, and in the small wooden house lived an old man with a white beard, who was short-tempered and unhappy with anyone, and greeted a cloth shoe with the smell of feet when they met.

No one wanted to approach the old man, not even many of the teachers, who were far away from the cabin, as if a vicious criminal lived in it.

Today, however, a first-year student walked straight to the cabin.

In front of the door of the cabin, the old man was lying leisurely on a wicker chair with his eyes closed and basking in the sun, when he heard the sound of footsteps coming from a distance, he frowned, and immediately opened his throat and shouted: "Damn, what thing that doesn't have long eyes dares to disturb my rest!"

He kicked his right leg forward hard, and the cloth shoe on his foot flew out, making a beautiful arc in the air and flying towards the face of the new student.

However, this cloth shoe rarely fell short.

I saw that the freshman twisted his waist, stepped his left foot diagonally back, stepped out of a strange step, and easily dodged the flying cloth shoes.

"Cut!"

The freshman smiled smugly and said, "It's just three things, I can't ...... the same moves." Ouch!"

The cloth shoe flew back upside down with a "whoosh", and struck the back of the freshman's head firmly, and he stumbled, slammed a, and ate the ashes on the ground.

"It's beautiful to think about. ”

The old man sneered, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the new student.

"You're the guy again?"

After seeing the appearance of the new student clearly, the old man was slightly stunned, and then said with a strange expression: "Are you a masochist?

The person who came was Su Yu.

Five days had passed since he returned from the Luminous Forest, and he had stayed in the dormitory for five days to level up until this morning, when he decided to go out.

The reason he went out was simple.

He wanted to learn the art of gun fighting from the grumpy old man in front of him.

"Damn, this can hit me too, cheat!"

Su Yu touched the back of his head, muttered softly, then got up, bowed to the old man, and smiled: "Dongfang senior, good morning." ”

"Hehe, you know it's morning?" the old man let out a sneer.

Su Yu didn't seem to hear this, smiled and leaned over to the old man, and took out a bag of delicate tea leaves from his pocket.

"Meishan Snow Tea?"

The old man glanced at the tea, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "Ouyang Xiaoming, that little guy gave it to you?"

Su Yu nodded: "Dongfang senior, please smile." ”

The old man took the tea and said with great interest, "You have something to do with me?"

Su Yu smiled: "I want to learn from my predecessors...... Gun fighting!"

Hearing this, the old man suddenly fell silent.

After a few seconds, he opened his mouth and laughed so loudly that it was like hearing a big joke.

Su Yu looked at the old man quietly, and his face did not change in any way.

"You're going to let me teach you the art of spearfighting?"

The old man patted his thigh and laughed, "Boy, do you know who I am?"

Su Yu nodded again and said slowly: "Senior, you are the Eastern Qisu, and the spear fighting technique ranks among the top five in the Shenzhou Continent. ”

"Top five? Ouyang Xiaoming, that kid is quite good at sycophancy. ”

Dongfang Qisu laughed for a while, then the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking look, and said, "Boy, do you think you have the capital to let a gunman who ranks among the top five in the Shenzhou Continent personally teach gunfighting skills?"

Su Yu did not respond to this sentence.

He turned and walked to the lake and took the scales from his waist.

Dongfang Qisu's eyes lit up, as a powerful gunman, he could see at a glance the extraordinaryness of the reverse scale, and secretly said that this was definitely a fighting gun that could rank in the top thirty on the gun spectrum.

Su Yu took a deep breath, looked ahead, his eyes were concentrated, and he urged the fighting qi to be injected into the gunfire of the scales.

With a faint dragon groan, he jerked the trigger.

Bang——!

A fierce gunfire suddenly rang out, and a purple bullet condensed by fighting spirit flew out of the pitch-black muzzle and disappeared in the air, leaving a purple trail and shooting into the lake.

Gun fighting, bursting bullets!

In the next moment, I only heard a "boom", and a huge splash suddenly exploded on the surface of the lake, and the waves surged, slapping on the shore, wave after wave, making a loud noise, as if there was a monster roaring at the bottom of the lake!

The splash turned into a heavy rain, and fell on the surface of the lake with a bang, like pearls falling on a jade plate, splashing in all directions, causing ripples. As the sun poured down, a magnificent rainbow appeared on the surface of the lake, which was dazzling.

"Oh?"

Seeing this scene, a wave of surprise flashed in Dongfang Qisu's eyes.

The power of Su Yu's shot is really amazing, even a martial artist with a fighting level of about three thousand will definitely not be able to use such a powerful burst bomb with such a destructive power.

"Dongfang senior, how about this shot?" Su Yu turned around and said with a smile.

"So-so. Dongfang Qisu stroked his beard and said casually: "This alone is far from enough, the gun fighting technique is not only about power, but also about the use of skills, and ......"

"I only studied for three months. Su Yu interrupted Dongfang Qisu's words.

The latter was stunned.

"Three months?"

Dongfang Qisu blinked and said in disbelief: "Stinky boy, don't brag in front of me." ”

Su Yu shrugged and said, "I'm telling the truth, I don't believe you." ”

He walked up to Dongfang Qisu and spread his right hand. There is a layer of cocoon on his right index finger, which is caused by the frequent friction of the spear with the index finger, but this layer of cocoon is still very thin, and it is obvious that it has not appeared for a long time.

"Good boy, it's really only been such a short time. Dongfang Qisu said in surprise: "Who did you learn the spear fighting technique from before?"

It is not easy to learn a burst bomb in three months, in addition to his own talent, he also needs the guidance of a famous teacher, so Dongfang Qisu is very curious, which master Su Yu is a teacher of.

"He wouldn't let me tell anyone. Su Yu smiled, and then looked at Dongfang Qisu with a look of hope, "Senior, can I learn your spear fighting skills?"

Dongfang Qisu looked Su Yu up and down, thought for a moment, and then shook his head.

Su Yu showed a look of disappointment on his face, "Why?"

"There's only one reason. Dongfang Qisu said leisurely: "I'm too lazy to accept apprentices." ”

This is a very capricious reason.

However, this reason made Su Yu have no room to fight back.

"Okay. ”

Su Yu sighed and stretched out his hand towards Dongfang Qisu: "Give me back the tea leaves." ”

The Seven Nights of the East: "......"

"it!"

Dongfang Qisu jumped up suddenly, "You can still go back to the things you sent out?"

Su Yu smiled and said, "I'm thick-skinned, what's wrong?"

This reason is also very capricious.

The corners of Dongfang Qisu's mouth twitched, and his heart said that this is Meishan snow tea, and a small package is very expensive!

"You're so ruthless!"

He glared at Su Yu and said angrily: "Okay, okay, okay, I changed my mind, if you kid can enter the top ten in the freshman ranking battle, I will teach you gun fighting skills, how about it?"

Su Yu raised his eyebrows: "Is this true?"

Dongfang Qisu said angrily: "Really!"

Hearing this, Su Yu grinned and laughed: "Then you can wait and see!"

"This time in the freshman qualifying battle, I will definitely be able to ......"

"Get into the top 10!"

......

......

Time flies.

There is only one day left until the start of the freshman qualifying battle.