Time flows slowly, like a dingdong spring dripping over the mountain stones, carving traces of years after years on it.

A few years later, in the dense forest, under the canopy supported by countless giant trees, the eleven-year-old Qu Shan was concentrating on cultivation.

Holding the gun in the middle, holding it flat, the head of the gun is facing the boulder a few feet away, standing still, motionless.

There was no wind, no sound, everything around seemed to be still, and at this moment, heaven and earth held their breath.

"Shoot!" suddenly shouted in the distance.

Qu Dan's eyes opened suddenly, and a fine light burst out, instantly locking on the front, stomping heavily on the ground with both feet, and his body burst out in an instant.

Like a streamer of light slicing through the void, his body brought out a straight line, approaching the target in front of him at great speed, and the ferocious momentum suffocated the air around him.

The target quickly zoomed in, Qu Dan's right hand holding the body of the gun slid back, and in the blink of an eye, it slid to the tail of the gun, and the spear, which was nearly two feet long, protruded forward violently, getting closer to the target.

The power of the whole body suddenly exploded at this moment, Qu Dan shouted fiercely, and hit the target with an indomitable momentum.

Rumble!

Rubble flew around, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust.

The boulder that was used as a target was blasted into dozens of pieces under the fierce attack of this gun, and the rubble splashed in the sky, and finally slammed all over the dozens of square feet.

Fierce and powerful!

"That's not right!" Qu Dan's chief Ye Fang shouted sternly from a distance, "The timing of the gun is not right!"

Ye Fang, with the same surname as Ye Hui, the two are brothers of the same clan, and it is said that they are the sons of Elder Ye, one of the seven elders of the tribe. From the third year after entering the reserve camp, Qu Shan was transferred away from Yuan Hu's guard and started a new separate cultivation with Xingyi, and Ye Fang came to their side at that time and became the chief of the two.

It's not that old, but it's much stricter than everyone else I've seen before. Qu Shan rarely saw a smile on the face of this chief who had been with him for several years, he always kept a straight face, loudly scolding that it was wrong here, that it was not right there, and that he would do it all over again.

At this time, the content of Qu Dan's cultivation is spearmanship.

The gun is one of the most beloved weapons of the tribesmen, and there is an extremely mature set of routines for the use of the gun. These routines were condensed and compressed, and finally formed the tribe's most famous three-move gun style, which were thrust, sweep, and triple stack.

Thrust is this move used by Qu Dan, using instantaneous explosive power, combined with the strength of various parts of the body, coupled with skillful gun use, combined with extremely fast speed, to suddenly attack the target in the distance in front of him. The four bodies are one, and if you practice to the depths, the power of this move will be huge.

"It's too late to shoot, and the strength of the body has already hit the target before it can explode," Ye Fang shouted loudly, "It's far from reaching the maximum attack power, come again!"

Track: "......"

Helplessly, he dragged the spear and walked back to the same place, concentrating, gathering momentum, and attacking again.

With a bang, another boulder fell apart. This time, the stones shattered more and finer, and splashed dozens of feet away like a rain of flowers.

Ye Fang finally nodded imperceptibly, and said loudly: "Next style, sweep." ”

Sweep, as the name suggests, is an area attack, using the extra-long length of the spear to form a fan around the body, and anyone within the range of the body will be attacked in this style.

The body bent slightly, holding the tail of the gun, stabbed out a fierce shot, and suddenly turned into a sweep in the middle of the way, attacking the range of his side.

The sudden change of direction caused the gun body to bend sharply, forming an exaggerated arc, and then the good elasticity of the gun body was instantly reflected, and suddenly it tensed, let out a huge roar, and swept a place within a radius of two feet.

This move was extremely skillful, Qu Shan had already unleashed all the essentials of the action in an instant, the air vibrated faintly, and in an instant, the shadow of the gun formed a huge fan visible to the naked eye around it.

A small tree the size of a bowl was in the fan, swept away by the body of the gun, and without warning broke from it, the section was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon.

"Not bad!" Ye Fang roared, "Third Style!"

The third style, triple stacking, hand-to-hand combat skills, three shots in a row, this move works best when fighting with people. If you learn it, when you are facing the enemy, you can use the cycle of this move to launch a continuous attack, not just three shots, four times, five times, six times, ten times, twenty times, fifty times...... Like the waves of the sea, wave after wave, continuous until the opponent is crushed.

However, the requirements of this style for the gunman have also reached a perverted height, whether it is the coordination of the body or the proficiency of the gun, it is admirable. Because of this kind of continuous attack, the most important attention is paid to the integrity and coherence of the attack, as long as the middle one is not coordinated, the entire gun momentum will be interrupted, the offensive will be blocked, and the expected attack effect will not be achieved, and the essence of this move will be lost.

Ye Fang walked off the stage slowly, stood opposite the song list, and said, "Three stacks, attack me!"

Qu Shan nodded, staring at Ye Fang opposite, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

Ye Fang's cultivation is deep, the song list is not clear, but after many years of contact, he deeply understands that this is a master, so high that he can't even understand it.

The eleven-year-old Qu Shan has already broken through several times in cultivation and reached the level of a fifth-order warrior. From the age of eight to eleven, in more than three years, the third order broke through to the fifth order, and this crazy speed was enough to refresh the record of the entire tribe for nearly a thousand years.

The power of the fifth order, coupled with the "Nine Turns of the Golden Body Technique" that made another breakthrough, Qu Shan was confident, and now he dared to confront it head-on even if he faced a sixth-order or even seventh-order master.

But with his current cultivation, he still can't see through Ye Fang, the mysterious chief.

Tuck the spear under your armpit and waist, bend one hand to hold the body of the gun, hold the tail of the gun with the other, step forward with your right foot, lean forward, tense your muscles, and adjust your body to the best burst state.

With a loud shout, Qu Shan began to rush forward in stride.

It is not the impact of a swift streamer, but as heavy as a mountain, every step is on the thick earth, and the dignified momentum is pressed forward as the song sheet advances, layer by layer.

At this moment, there was even an illusion that Qu Shan seemed to have blended into the surrounding environment, and that turbulent momentum contained not only the power of one person, but also the countless towering ancient trees behind him, as well as the huge forest.

Finally, it was only two zhang away from Ye Fang. Qu Dan suddenly swooped down, and the spear stabbed out from his waist like a poisonous snake, hitting Ye Fang's chest.