"Where do I have now?" Meng Jie's words made Ding Xiu stunned for a moment, he really couldn't think of any advantage he had in the face of this old man.

"Yes, your advantage now." The old man smiled and looked at him gently.

"My current strengths...... I ...... advantage now," Ding Xiu murmured as he reflected on Meng Jie's words.

All of his previous attacks were based on his own fighting instincts, and although he had calculated during the period, he had little effect.

It wasn't until Meng Jie gave this hint that something seemed to have been touched in his heart.

"Is it the reflexes of War Paint Amplification? No, his body is extremely fast, even if I activate the war paint, my reflexes can only barely keep up with his movements, but my speed is much worse than his......" Ding Xiu held the blade of the gun, stopped the attack, and fell into deep thought.

Meng Jie also stood still, looking at Ding Xiu with interest, looking forward to a breakthrough in his combat thinking.

"I see." The corners of Ding Xiu's mouth suddenly raised a smile, and his heart became brighter: "The problem is in speed. ”

There was nothing wrong with every blow of his previous attack with full force, but he neglected to limit Meng Jie's range of movement. When there is an absolute difference in the speed of the two, not limiting the other's range of movement means that you will never be able to hit him.

Only by restricting Meng Jie's range of motion will his speed advantage be compressed to a small range.

At that time, as long as Ding Xiu's attack surface can cover Meng Jie's range of activity, he will have a chance to win.

Of course, the chance of winning here does not mean that Ding Xiu defeats Meng Jie, but according to the agreed conditions of winning or losing, the probability of Ding Xiu hitting his body will increase a lot.

Thinking of this, all of Ding Xiu's next offensive ideas began to revolve around one word - sticky.

He first used the advantage of the gun's firepower to suppress Meng Jie in the direction of the corner of the training room, and frequently changed the firing points during the move, gradually narrowing an invisible encirclement network.

Meng Jie's metal long stick could only remove the blade of Ding Xiu's gun, but it couldn't remove the bullet, and when Ding Xiu began to use bullets instead of blades to block his move, the scales of victory and defeat seemed to begin to change somewhat.

"Good boy, good understanding!" Meng Jie smiled and began to deal with it calmly.

He still only defends and does not attack, and can only defend but not attack. Because if he really strikes with all his strength, I'm afraid Ding Xiu will not be an enemy at all.

Ding Xiu's reload is very fast, thanks to the delicate design of Jia Kedi's creation of the Flame Dragon's Hand.

The bullet was pushed in through the long wings of the cross gauntlet of the handle, and the short wings were not affected during the reloading process as a trigger, and Ding Xiu was very comfortable with this way of shooting while reloading.

The rate of fire of the firearm is the intuitive embodiment of the suppressive force, when Ding Xiu was in the position, the offensive method was tilted a lot towards shooting, and when he was close, he switched to attacking with the blade, just to stick to Meng Jie's body and fight for the opportunity to touch the opponent.

Once you're in the right direction, all that's left is hard work and a bit of luck.

Ding Xiu's luck has always been good, which can be seen from the fact that his fourth squad in the W47 camp of the border guards was able to survive to the end.

He forced Meng Jie into a corner as he wished, and when the coverage of the attack could completely cover Meng Jie's range of movement, he did not hesitate to stick to him.

The direction on both sides of Meng Jie's side was sealed by bullets and blades, and Ding Xiu was in front of him, and he was already in the corner of the wall behind him. He seemed to be cornered, but the look on the old man's face didn't change.

I saw Meng Jie slam the long stick in his hand to the ground, and with the help of the power of the stick to support the ground, he jumped up from the flat ground. He flipped into the air, and when his head was down, he happened to meet Ding Xiu's upward gaze.

"You've sealed the periphery, but you've forgotten the top." Meng Jie's voice came from above his head, and his body would fall behind Ding Xiu in the next moment.

"I haven't forgotten, senior!" Ding Xiu looked at the long stick that Meng Jie was holding in his hand, and his voice revealed a hint of joy.

Meng Jie's eyes suddenly froze, as if he realized something.

As soon as Ding Xiu's words fell, he took the initiative to abandon the blade of the gun in his hand, and directly grabbed the long stick in Meng Jie's hand with both hands, and pulled him towards him while the old man's body had not yet landed.

"Good boy, that's how it is." Meng Jie found out Ding Xiu's purpose, so he decisively let go of the long stick in his hand.

His feet hadn't landed yet, his whole body was in a state of air, and his wrists were not easy to borrow, so he couldn't shake Ding Xiu's hand holding the stick with skill.

Ding Xiu pulled the stick and threw his hands into the air that he grabbed at Meng Jie. Seeing that the old man was about to land, he kicked two steps on the soles of his feet and threw himself forward with open arms.

This series of shots and responses have been deduced in Ding Xiu's mind, and the moment he pounces forward, it is already the end of the deduction process.

Ding Xiu's hole card is this pounce.

After Meng Jie took off with the help of a long stick to support the ground, although he dodged Ding Xiu's offensive encirclement network against him, there were some drawbacks in the air that people could not rely on their abilities to change, that is, the effect of gravity, and the inability of the body to borrow force when his feet were in the air.

Ding Xiu's pounce carried the momentum of sacrificing his body, his body was stretched straight, and his arms were stretched as long as possible, completely giving up the adjustment of balance before his body landed, just in pursuit of his arms to cover all the areas where Meng Jie fell.

"Okay, I lost." Meng Jie's feet landed, he smiled, and reached out to support Ding Xiu, who rushed to him.

"Thank you seniors for letting me!" Ding Xiu's eyes were only happy and not proud, he was self-aware.

In this competition with Meng Jie, Ding Xiu knew that the old man had let him too much, which was not only pointing, but also many flaws in his deliberate selling.

Old Meng Jie didn't want to embarrass himself, Ding Xiu knew this very well in his heart.

"Pick up your weapon, and I'll take you to your companion." Meng Jie said with a smile at him, his hands behind his back, his eyes full of appreciation.

Ding Xiu picked up the blade of his spear and respectfully returned Meng Jie's metal long stick to his hand.

"Let me use a stick, to be honest, it's actually a bit of a bully for you." Meng Jie took the metal long stick, put it back on the shelf by the wall, and then beckoned to Ding Xiu, "Come with me." ”

Ding Xiu followed behind him, and the two left the training room. Meng Jie took him to change his clothes, and when the two returned to the corridor, they went in the other direction.

At the end of the corridor, there is an open-air garden. The garden is perched on a very high hill and is actually home to an entire city.

"It's majestic!" Sunlight replaced the light and fell on Ding Xiu's body, and he found that the room he was in looked like it was in the middle of a mountain, and such buildings abounded around him.

"This is Tianque City, the city is built on the mountain, and the name of the city is taken from the poetry of the predecessors 'to start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky'." Meng Jie introduced to him: "When Grells re-established the country, my team hit here, and I took everyone to settle down here. ”

"Senior ......" Ding Xiu felt the heroism in Meng Jie's tone, and heard a hint of loneliness in his words.

"Your companions are there, go." Meng Jie pointed to the courtyard ahead.

Ding Xiu walked towards the courtyard, and before he could take a few steps, he saw a figure running out of it, it was Shen You.

"Ding Xiu!" The little girl was suddenly stunned when she saw Ding Xiu, and then rushed over and threw herself into his arms.

Gu Beimo and Song Xijun also came to the courtyard one after another, and when they saw Ding Xiu, they had mixed feelings for a while.

"Everyone's okay?" Ding Xiu touched Shen You's head, and then looked at Song Xijun and Gu Beimo.

"We're all right, how about you?" Song Xijun nodded, her eyes were slightly red, she couldn't see Ding Xiu for the past few days, she had been worried, and now her hanging heart could finally be put down.

"I'm fine." Ding Xiu said.

"Who's that old man? It looks familiar. Gu Beimo's gaze passed through Ding Xiu and landed on the old man in the distance.

The old man also noticed Gu Beimo and smiled at him.

"That old-timer's surname is Meng, and his name is Meng Jie." Ding Xiu introduced to his companions.

"What?! It's him!!! Gu Beimo suddenly exclaimed, looking at the old man's gaze slightly sluggish, and there was a lot of surprise in his eyes.

"How?" Ding Xiu was a little surprised.

"I'll just say how familiar he is, I have seen him on TV and newspapers before." Gu Beimo's mouth opened wide, and he couldn't close his mouth in shock, "No, I have to go to him and ask for an autograph." ”

"Lao Gu, Lao Gu!" Ding Xiu saw Gu Beimo running towards Meng Jie, and was about to pull him up, but his skills were empty.

"This old Gu is too immature, like a child." Shen You was still immersed in the joy of reuniting with Ding Xiu, and when he saw that Gu Beimo had just met him, he left everyone and ran to ask for some autographs, so he couldn't help but pouted and complained a few words.

Gu Beimo ran back with a smile after a while, holding a few coin-like things in his hand and said excitedly: "Haha, the gift of the Gun King." ”

"What gift from the King of Guns?" Ding Xiu asked curiously, reaching out to take the things handed over by Gu Beimo.

It is a piece of emblem with a dragon head on the front and a crosshair on the back.

"With this, my old Gu can blow for a lifetime!" Gu Beimo's face turned red from excitement, and he handed out the emblem in his hand to his companions, "Everyone has it." ”

"Lao Gu, the gun king you are talking about is the old Meng senior?" Ding Xiu continued to ask.

"Of course, he is the Spear King of the Southern Regions, don't you know?" Gu Beimo laughed as he spoke, "No wonder, you've been in the desert camp before. ”

"Is he very powerful, Old Gu?" Shen You took the emblem, and when he saw that it was beautifully made and the pattern was also very chic, he was a little curious.

"In our Grells, there are only two people who deserve to be called the king of guns and are undisputed, one of them is the 'Southern Regions Gun King' Meng Jiemeng's senior, and the other is the 'Northern Spear King' Liang Yi. These two people are collectively known as the 'King of Guns in the North and South', and Meng's predecessors have always been ranked ahead of Liang Yi. ”