"Alright, that's all for tonight, you can go back first. Starting tomorrow, in addition to coming to the gym every day to learn boxing, come to me at 8 o'clock every night. Qin Zhengyang said to Li Xing, "Also, don't call me Master in front of others, still call me Coach." ”

"Hmm." Li Xing nodded.

Leaving Qin Zhengyang's community, Li Xing returned to the school's dormitory, which was really empty.

He hadn't slept well for a long time, and he fell asleep with the help of alcohol.

The next day, Li Xing still got up at 5 a.m. to exercise and run.

Because his parents were at home, Li Xing had no place to practice his skills alone, so he spent money to rent a room near the school.

After he finished running, after breakfast, he went into his rented room and opened the master of national arts to practice.

But now he is no longer limited to practicing Wing Chun, but has begun to practice Bagua and Xingyi, after all, these two boxing techniques are the basis for Qin Zhengyang's style of dragon rising.

During this time, he will also activate the Sunfire, using skills such as Hunter Aim.

The level of skill development is about the same as the level of proficiency, and the first 50% of improvement can only be achieved by practicing more and understanding more.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Li Xing came to the Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall on time.

Today is New Year's Day, and the rest of the students did not come, and Qin Zhengyang was the only one in the martial arts hall.

When Li Xing walked into the martial arts hall, he happened to see Qin Zhengyang standing in the center of the martial arts hall with a big iron gun.

The body of the gun is as thick as a goose egg, ordinary people can hardly grasp it, the body and the head of the gun are integrated, black and shiny, with a heavy metallic luster, and this gun is very long, very long, almost between 3 meters and 4 meters.

Such a long big iron spear can be seen its weight, and Qin Zhengyang is holding the gun in both hands, one hand on the back end of the gun, placed on his waist, and the other hand in front, the spear pointed upward, and his body squatted for a horse step.

He fell together as if he were riding a horse under him; The tip of the spear swayed, giving the impression that it could be pierced at any moment, and the barrel of the spear was constantly vibrating and humming.

The whole big gun, so that Li Xing saw it, full of a sense of power and oppression, at this time Qin Zhengyang really looked like the kind of military general riding a tall horse and holding a spear on the ancient battlefield, there was a strong momentum of bloody fighting!

"Master." Li Xing shouted and walked towards Qin Zhengyang.

Qin Zhengyang suddenly moved, took a step in the direction of Li Xing, lowered his spear, and finally stabbed it violently, the speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see, and it seemed that a white lightning bolt had crossed the martial arts hall.

A shot was stabbed, and a series of explosions came from the air, like thunder after a lightning flash, it was the dragon raised its head that Qin Zhengyang demonstrated to Li Xing last night!

Li Xing's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously retreated.

At this time, he was still several meters away from Qin Zhengyang, and he was clearly out of the opponent's strike range, but he had the illusion that he would be pierced by a shot in the next second.

One person, one horse and one gun, stepped straight into the company camp, the head of the gun pierced out, the cold light flashed, blood splashed, and the ghost cried wolf!

Youlong raised his head and was used by Qin Zhengyang with a gun, and his momentum was even more amazing than last night!

Originally, if a warrior had a weapon, his lethality would be doubled; At this time, Qin Zhengyang had a shot in his hand, and the pressure on Li Xing was ten times greater than last night! He felt that even if he used all his means, he might not be Qin Zhengyang's opponent.

"However, if Qin Zhengyang is surrounded by dozens of machine guns, he will definitely not survive, and if he starts the sun, he has a chance to break through." Such a thought flashed through Li Xing's mind.

After all, it is the era of firearms, and no matter how high the boxing skills are, there is no way to confront firearms head-on, so a master like Qin Zhengyang can only be reckless to open a martial arts hall here, but a gamer like Li Xing with supernatural abilities has the ability to break the rules of this world.

"I once told you that the essence of martial arts lies in fighting. Just now I used a big gun to make the dragon raise its head, the power is several times higher than the boxing method, you said that you learn boxing to save your life, then practice the gun first, the gun is practiced, and the boxing method will naturally be. ”

Bagua was born from swordsmanship, Xingyi was born from spearmanship, first practice the weapon, fist and foot kung fu will naturally not be bad, this is a difficult process first, so Qin Zhengyang asked Li Xing to practice the gun first.

"Optimistic." Qin Zhengyang said a word, his body stood straight, his left hand was placed on his waist, his right arm was stretched forward, and he actually held the end of the gun handle with one hand and held the whole spear flat.

Such a big iron gun, Li Xing estimated that it weighed fifty or sixty pounds, Qin Zhengyang was able to hold the end of the spear with one hand, and it was straight and flat, as if he had lifted a sugar gourd, without any effort, and the body of the spear was stable, even if he put a bowl of water on it, it would not spill out.

"And then." Qin Zhengyang lightly threw the big iron spear to Li Xing, who was a few steps away.

Li Xing hurriedly caught it with both hands, but his hands were still sinking, and he almost didn't stand firm.

"This gun weighs 67 pounds, when can your big gun pile stand like I just did, and the gun body is stable and not moving at all, you can be considered a beginner." Qin Zhengyang said to Li Xing.

Li Xing smiled bitterly, his current physical fitness, just dancing this iron spear is very difficult, even if he turns on the master of national arts, he may not be able to lift this iron spear with one hand like Qin Zhengyang, and this is just the beginning?

Next, Qin Zhengyang began to teach Li Xing to stand on the pile, but it was not the big gun pile with one hand and the flat end of the gun he just now, but the action of holding the gun with both hands.

All afternoon, Li Xing was standing on the pile, and if he couldn't hold on, he relied on boxing to move his qi and blood, and then continued to stand on the pile; And when he stood on the pile, Qin Zhengyang would demonstrate marksmanship on the side and explain the main points.

In the evening, the two had dinner together and then practiced.

However, this time, Qin Zhengyang no longer let Li Xing stand on the pile, but gave him a wooden spear and taught him formal marksmanship.

"Standing on a pile with a big iron spear is a weightlift, and practicing marksmanship with a wooden spear is also necessary to practice a weight!" Qin Zhengyang said to Li Xing.

In fact, none of these things should be taught to beginners, but Qin Zhengyang told Li Xing in a hurry and asked him to do it, it seems that Qin Zhengyang really regarded Li Xing as the kind of genius who was not born in the world.

However, Li Xing can only turn on the master of national arts when he goes back at night, when he is alone, and he can review and understand it little by little, and grasp these contents of today's Qin Zhengyang Sect, so Li Xing's genius cannot be displayed on the spot, and it must be reflected the next day.

Fortunately, Qin Zhengyang didn't really expect him to finish speaking in the last second, and Li Xing would understand and master it in the next second, so he was not called a genius, he was called a monster.

Time is seven days, and in these seven days, Li Xing has made rapid progress.

With a high finger like Qin Zhengyang, and a master of national art as if he was open, Li Xing is almost the same every day, in Qin Zhengyang's words: I don't see you for a day, like every three autumns!