In the shooting arena, Wu Peng was holding his breath, leaning forward slightly, like a fierce beast, always choosing people and devouring the momentum.

If someone who knows kung fu is here, they will immediately recognize this posture as a "tiger pounce" that looks like a heart fist.

The reason why we say "like" instead of "yes" is because it is similar to the traditional tiger pounce style but not in shape. is obviously the momentum of a tiger pounce, but Wu Peng's chassis standing and arm movements are more like the posture of a track and field athlete.

This position gives a very unstable feeling and looks very uncomfortable. But Rick felt that the gesture was the pinnacle of the art of shooting, as if it had been specially designed for practical shooting competitions.

"Let's go!" Rick suppressed his excitement and pinched off his stopwatch.

Almost at the same time as his words fell, Wu Peng flew down like an eagle, his right arm naturally made a forward movement, and the gun was already in his hand!

Bang bang!

The first humanoid target suddenly fell in response, Wu Peng stepped on the chicken step, the whole person moved sideways as quickly as a slide, and suddenly the right leg kicked the person into the air, and the gunfire in mid-air continued to sound like a jade bead falling. It's two shots in a row each time, and it's very rhythmic.

After crossing the obstacles, Wu Peng had already knocked out ten moving targets. He had quickly changed the magazine before he landed, and his movements were natural and smooth and coordinated to the extreme!

From an outsider's point of view, Wu Peng had just unloaded the old magazine, and when he turned in mid-air, the new magazine had been bounced out of his waist. When he turned around, the magazine landed right on the handle of the gun. Wu Peng just pushed it, not only changed the magazine again, but also returned directly to the shooting posture!

Bang bang! Bang bang!

The crisp and pleasant double sound sounded again, Wu Peng's body was fast, his eyes, guns, and bullets were three points and one line, and the muzzle of the gun must be where the strength came, and all the muscles in his body were rhythmic for each shot, and his movements were smooth to the extreme, and he never needed additional adjustments and corrections.

From the beginning to the end, Wu Peng did not have a single superfluous move, let alone a mistake.

"5.47 seconds!" Rick exclaimed excitedly, "Mr. Wu, you've broken the record again!" ”

"I really didn't expect that the combination of kung fu and shooting could exert such great power!" Rick danced excitedly, "Mr. Wu, you will definitely be written into the history of the World Practical Shooting Association!" ”

"It's not promotional." Wu Peng smiled faintly, "Rick, if you want to do what I did just now, it's not as simple as it seems. ”

It's really not simple, but it's a pity that Rick only sees Wu Peng's surface movements and techniques, but can't see the deep things.

The biggest benefit to Wu Peng from the fusion of internal boxing and shooting is not actually the shooting skills that are not worthwhile, but a new kind of energy that he has realized from the shooting skills, which he calls - gun strength!

What happens if you treat the human body as a pistol and the strength as a bullet?

This is what Wu Peng has been painstakingly studying in the past ten days, and he has made great progress!

From the very beginning, he knew every part of a firearm, how it was constructed, what it did, and how it worked, in order to correspond to the human body.

For example, the handle of the gun is the lower plate of the person, the barrel is the torso of the person, the trigger is the innate true qi of the person, the firing pin is the root strength, the door is the eye of the person, and so on.

With such a comparison, combined with the operating principle of firearms, although Wu Peng has not yet summed up a corresponding routine, he has already brewed a killing move!

This killer move was something he learned from his shooting skills, sharp and fast. At present, it is only a sketch, and it is not perfect. Wu Peng believes that when his killing move is completely perfected, it will be the time when he steps into the first realm of "vigorous and free movement"!

At that moment, it will not be too far away, almost close at hand, only one opportunity away!

It can be said that the impact of these ten days of study on Wu Peng is huge. His current shooting skills have long surpassed Rick, the king of guns, but he is still unknown.

In terms of kung fu, although it is much worse than Ma Jun, Wu Peng is confident that if he really fights, he can retreat from a master like Ma Jun.

If it's murder - it's going to be Ma Jun!

"Rick, thank you for teaching me during this time, I admire your expertise and I have benefited a lot."

After putting away the gun, Wu Peng smiled and spoke, he was ready to say goodbye.

Rick was stunned: "You, you're leaving?" ”

"Yes," Wu Peng said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to learn from you in the future." ”

Rick rubbed his hair a little irritably, "But we've just found a path that we've never found before, and it's a great feat for the sport of practical shooting." I, let's study together, we ......"

Rick said, suddenly depressed, and laughed at himself, "It's me who lost my temper, I'm sorry." ”

Wu Peng looked at Rick for a long time, and his expression was very strange.

"Anyway, it's a pleasure to get along with." Rick smiled reluctantly and held out his hand, "Although I can see that you don't know why, you are always a little distant from me. But I still treat you as a friend, I don't have many friends. ”

"I can't be the only one, right?" Wu Peng asked with a smile,

Rick was stunned and smiled lonely: "It seems that you are really the only one." ”

Wu Peng shook his hand and said seriously: "I also hope that we will become friends." ”

"Oooh! Look at who this is! ”

Suddenly, a croaking voice came from the side.

Wu Peng turned around and looked at it, and immediately frowned slightly.

I saw a group of old boys, led by a tall white man, walking towards this side. The eyes of these old boys are all on Wu Peng, and the goal is very clear.

"Coming at you?" Rick immediately became vigilant, "Do you want to call the police?" ”

Wu Peng sighed slightly in his heart, it seems that his low-key days are going to be gone forever.

However, these clubs have been very patient to hold on for so long to come to them. Which club will the person who jumped out this time be?

At this time, the white man had already walked in front of Wu Peng, looked at Wu Peng rudely with a condescending gaze, and said in a weird manner: "Isn't this a famous big circle?" Ouch, I, Ah Shan, am really lucky enough to come out and shoot a gun, and I will actually meet a celebrity. Hey, can you sign me? I adore you! ”

"Hahaha......" The Troubled Boys immediately laughed cooperatively.

Old-fashioned, nothing new. Wu Peng sighed in his heart.

"Your name is Ah Shan?" He said with a smirk, "This friend of mine doesn't know anything, let him go." ”

"Okay," Ahsan also smiled, faintly hideous. "We're only looking for you anyway!"

"It's pretty good." Wu Peng commented, ignored Ah Shan's darkened face, turned back to Rick and said, "You go first, don't call the police, I will take care of it here." ”

Rick wanted to speak again and again, but when he saw Wu Peng's irrefutable and firm eyes, he nodded silently and walked outside the venue.

"Boy, don't get yourself in trouble, be smart!" As he passes by a Troubled Boy, Rick is warned. He lowered his head and quickened his pace, scurrying away from the edge of the field.

"Alright, let's get down to business!" Ah Shan waved his hand, and the old boys immediately surrounded him.

"Do you know that some people hate you, Big Circle!" When Ah Shan said the last sentence, he suddenly took out a gun and pointed it at Wu Peng's head!