After all, Lin Sha is already a master in the middle of Ming Jin, and practicing the big gun pile can supplement boxing with gunmanship, and naturally he can also apply his understanding of boxing to gunning!

At this time, a spear in the army was used in his hand, full of indomitable fierce strength, and each shot was stabbed with a whistling sound of air explosion, showing his strength at the level of Ming Jin to the fullest!

In order to verify the usefulness of the marksmanship he practiced in actual combat, whenever he achieved something or comprehended something, he would bring in a few of his cronies, each with a standard hardwood pole, and wrap a piece of cloth on his head to open the posture and fight.

Not to mention, the effect of the big gun pile is extremely significant.

At the beginning, those sparring partners formed a scattered gun formation, and all the guns were stabbed indiscriminately, but Lin Sha was stabbed into a 'sieve' as soon as he put a POSS.

Later, he gradually became familiar with it, a hardwood pole in his hand was like a dragon out of the sea, swinging left and right and hitting violently, and the soldiers of the sparring team had almost no enemy, and nearly ten people were pressed and beaten by him, not to mention, it was difficult to even get close.

It is no wonder that in ancient times, a master of guns was known as a hundred enemies, a thousand enemies, or even ten thousand enemies, as long as he practiced his strength, he almost did not consume much of himself, and he could fight for a long time, and his skills and lethality were not comparable to ordinary soldiers, and his performance on the battlefield was naturally particularly conspicuous and impressive.

Lin Sha is still a beginner, it can only be regarded as an introduction to marksmanship, if it is not for the strength of the inner fist as a basis, with the fist to feed the marksmanship, this can be practiced in a short period of time, I am afraid that he is still honestly squatting and practicing the gun.

Sometimes he practiced his temperament, and would ride a short Dian horse to 'charge' in the camp for a while, feeling the bloody taste of the ancient horsemen galloping and killing the field, of course, he was not afraid of being sneered at by the dissatisfied people.

For a month, for a full month, Lin Sha stayed in the camp and stayed closed, except for the necessary camp affairs, all the other time was spent in boxing practice and big gun pile practice.

There is no worry about eating and sleeping well every day, and with the experience of the previous two lives, his boxing cultivation will soon break through to the late stage of Ming Jin, and he is only one step away from the peak of Ming Jin!

At this time, his big gun pile has also been introduced, and he can easily reach the level of transporting guns by people, and it is not a problem to fight one person against one or two dozen sparring partners, and it is quite similar to riding on a short Dian horse.

At this time, he specially asked the craftsmen in the army to make a weapon and sent it over, which was a standard spear made of a standard ash rod, and the barrel was flexible and elastic, which could fully exert the results of his gun practice in the past month.

At the same time, there are two nunchucks made of two-thirds of a meter long iron rods, how to say that this thing is a guy he used in his previous life, and it is still very powerful in the melee, so that the guy who is not as strong as or has no skilled equipment routines can almost be said to be as much as he destroys and how much is not ambiguous.

The two iron rods are connected by a stainless steel chain in the middle, and at the same time, there is also a card slot where the steel chain is connected, and the two iron rods can also be connected into a long iron stick for the first time when necessary.

The guys on hand are all ready, so what are you waiting for?

Beckoning his own soldiers to follow, a month later, one morning, he was once again majestic and high-spirited, riding a short Dian horse to kill Kunming City again, preparing for the shame of a fiasco before the snow!

Why didn't he practice for a while, at least wait for the same level of boxing and spearmanship before returning to the field?

Lin Sha couldn't bear it that long!

The so-called gun of a lifetime of knives and moonsticks shows that it is difficult to learn guns, and it is even more difficult to practice fine!

Although Lin Sha has gone through three lifetimes, he is still a young man with strong blood in terms of mentality.

In the first life, black boxing has been hovering on the edge of life and death, not daring to relax in the slightest, pondering boxing and martial arts all day long to improve himself, his nerves are so tight that he can't even breathe, it can be said that he has lived a difficult life and a simple life!

In the second life, Huang Feihong's world is even simpler, except for the beginning of the time to help Bao Zhilin solve financial problems and the problem of the militia group, the rest of the time is basically spent practicing internal boxing, and fighting around with cheap masters with a sense of justice, and living an exciting life is also very simple.

It's not been a year since he traveled through this life, and under the influence of the memory of the original owner of the body, he still maintains the character of the young blood Fang Gang who will issue a ticket without saying a word, and he lost so badly in the Yangwei Martial Arts Pavilion, so he naturally has to find a good way to get back to the field, and the sooner the better!

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Yang Wei Wu Hall

"Master Xiong is coming out to pick up the guests, Lin is coming to the door to challenge again!"

Lin Sha had just turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to the welcoming disciples of the martial arts hall, and roared before he could enter the door.

There was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the martial arts hall, and soon the hall owner Xiong came out with a black line on his face.

"Adults are still ...... when they don't see their demeanor in January"

Seeing Lin Sha coming over with a spear, the owner of the Xiong Pavilion immediately knew what was going on, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Haha, Master Xiong, we don't need to be polite, I have been practicing marksmanship behind closed doors this month, and I can't wait to come to the door to ask for advice as soon as I have achieved something, and I hope that the owner of the Xiong Pavilion will not blame!"

Lin Sha looked familiar, and walked into the hall of the martial arts hall under the guidance of the master of the bear hall.

"Don't dare, don't dare ......"

The owner of the Xiong Pavilion smiled extremely reluctantly, and he complained bitterly in his heart, I don't know why this person in front of him always grabbed them and held on to the Martial Arts Pavilion, isn't this a blind toss?

If you win, I'm afraid that this master will be endlessly entangled, and if you lose, your face will not look good, no matter how you look at it, it will be a loss-making transaction.

"Hehe, don't talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

Lin Sha smiled, how could he not understand that the owner of the Xiong Pavilion was depressed in his heart, but he couldn't control so much, since he dared to open the martial arts hall, he had to have the consciousness of being kicked out of the hall.

It is also a small square in front of the main hall of the martial arts hall, and the disciples of the martial arts hall are all excited to see it, and they surround the small martial arts training ground.

"Do you follow the old rules and compare your fists and feet before putting on your weapons?"

In desperation, the owner of the Xiong Pavilion straightened up and tried to adjust his state to the best in order to deal with the difficult military attache of the Yunnan Army in front of him.

"Let's go straight to the weapon, Master Fist and Foot Bear, you are not my opponent!"

Lin Sha's wrist flicked slightly, and the ash pole that took off the tip of the spear in his hand bent and twisted, and the round rod drew a strange arc in the air.

"Aren't you looking down on someone too much?"

The owner of the Xiong Pavilion was very angry when he heard this, his face changed pale for a while, and he didn't want to weaken his momentum after all, and a pair of hands that had become thick and dark after a long time of practicing iron sand palms were raised, and his eyes were full of ambiguity when he looked at Lin Sha.

Lin Sha smiled slightly and didn't say much, separated the crowd of onlookers and came to a hundred-pound sandbag hanging on the wooden pole, and suddenly punched out with a cheering voice, and the hundred-pound sandbag swayed backwards with a bang, and directly circled the hanging wooden pole for three hundred and sixty degrees......