Shen Shaoqing squinted his small eyes, looked at Li Jiahao's hand intently, and frowned: "It seems that there is no problem?"

Hua Xiong smiled.

"Uh......"

Qin Lang stroked his forehead and was speechless.

"What the hell is going on?"

Shen Shaoqing was displeased.

"Each of Lee's fingers is longer than the average person. ”

Qin Lang explained: "And there are certain calluses on the tiger's mouth and every finger joint, which is a characteristic left over from years of cultivating swordsmanship. ”

Qin Lang pointed at Hua Xiong: "You can look at Hua Zi's hand, it's similar to Li Jiahao's." ”

Shen Shaoqing said impatiently: "You don't need to read it, you can just point it out." ”

"The fingers are long, and the gesture of holding the sword is different from that of ordinary warriors, and it becomes more flexible. ”

Qin Lang said eloquently: "Especially when you have not reached the realm of Martial Venerable, you can't achieve true qi separation from the body, and you use sword qi, this characteristic is even more obvious. ”

"If you use a gun, if you really want to be both offensive and defensive, you need to practice the usual skills between your hands, so you basically need to use arm strength to control it, and pay more attention to strength, but the sword is the opposite......"

Qin Lang hit the nail on the head and said: "The probability of using the wrist and five fingers is relatively large, and the pursuit is flexibility and speed, this is to better control the sword in your hand." ”

Shen Shaoqing suddenly realized: "Then the sword is almost the same as the sword, then how can you tell that he uses a sword?"

"The knife is basically a single-sided blade, and when you hold the knife, you use different forces and moves than you hold a sword, so the traces left by the calluses on the tiger's mouth are different from left to right. ”

Qin Lang sighed: "And the sword is double-edged, in order to be able to use the sword easily, it will basically be controlled on a horizontal plane, so the depth around the calluses is basically the same." ”

"I see!"

Shen Shaoqing narrowed his eyes: "What you two mean, in fact, are you saying that Li Jiahao obviously uses a sword, but he deliberately uses a gun like Hezi, just to deliberately humiliate the Yang family's marksmanship?"

Hua Xiong nodded his head without a smile, but the corner of his eye glanced at Qin Lang.

The corners of Qin Lang's mouth raised: "You are finally not incorrigibly stupid." ”

Shen Shaoqing couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said hatefully: "The Yang family practices marksmanship, but Li Jiahao also uses guns, is this looking down on the Yang family?"

"It's not just looking down on it, it's because I want the Yang family to lose completely. ”

Qin Lang smiled.

The Yang family's marksmanship is in a class of its own!

Li Jiahao also used a gun to fight against Yang He, which was not only humiliating, but also wanted to trample the Yang family under his feet.

Yang He is a descendant of the Yang family, and has inherited the mantle of the Yang family's marksmanship, if the Yang family loses even the best marksmanship today, if the news is to spread, who will send their children to the Justice Martial Arts Hall to learn in the future?

Li Jiahao's approach is simply his heart can be punished!

Shen Shaoqing was bitterly hateful, and said puzzledly: "Since you knew earlier that Hezi was going to lose, why did you let him play?"

"Yang He is one of the heirs of the Yang family, if he doesn't appear, if Li Jiahao really wins, not only will the Yang family lose face, but even Yang He will be talked about. ”

Qin Lang said with a smile: "You don't want to see your good friend outside in the future, being said to be a rat who is timid and afraid of things, and doesn't even dare to fight, right?"

"That's right!"

Shen Shaoqing took a bite of the ghost fruit fiercely.

"Yang He is about to lose!"

At this time, Hua Xiong, who had been paying attention to the changes on the field, suddenly spoke.

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Lang and Shen Shaoqing's eyes turned to Yang He and Li Jiahao.

I saw the black light flashing on the black gun in Yang He's hand, and he sent it forward, stabbing directly at Li Jiahao's right arm.

"Huh. ”

Li Jiahao sneered, didn't take Yang He in his eyes at all, held the golden gun in one hand, and raised his right arm.

The golden spear that was originally pestle on the ground pulled up a spark on the floor, and raised a semi-circular arc, directly picking up the trajectory of the black spear in Yang He's hand.

Sonor!

A crisp sound rang out.

Yang He stumbled, and his body was directly crooked.

Li Jiahao was unforgiving, and the golden gun was castrated, and he stabbed Yang He directly in the chest.

Qin Lang's eyes narrowed.

Li Jiahao didn't want to kill Yang He, but if this move was really stabbed, the injury would be as serious as a serious injury.

After all, there are many organs in the chest, and once you are hit by a sharp weapon like a spear, half a life will be gone.

Yang He's eyes lit up, the soles of his feet stomped violently, and his forward body immediately stopped.

Then, he clenched the spear with both hands and made a block in the air.

Sonor!

The tip of the golden gun in Li Jiahao's hand stabbed directly into the barrel of Yang He's black gun, and the attack power of 17,000 suddenly attacked, making Yang He's face change and his body flying out sideways.

Yang He turned over in the air, stood up straight, his footsteps slipped, and he was shocked more than ten meters away.

Yang He's throat bulged, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

"The Yang family's overlord marksmanship, but that's it. ”

Li Jiahao stood with a gun and looked at Yang He, with a deep disdain in his eyes.

"Huh. ”

Qin Lang sneered.

The Yang family's overlord marksmanship is actually derived from many marksmanship martial arts, and there are only three moves, but the moves are quintessential and powerful.

It's just that there is a big flaw in the overlord marksmanship, and that is......

Without cultivating the marksmanship to the realm of entering the transformation realm, or reaching the true qi transformation of the Martial Sect, it is impossible to bring out the true power of the overlord marksmanship.

Yang He's talent is average, and he doesn't know how far he will cultivate marksmanship.

But now that he looked at it, he knew that Yang He had cultivated his own overlord marksmanship to a small or large success at most.

Moreover, Yang He only has an innate realm, and he can only exert less than forty percent of his power at most, plus his original strength is not as good as Li Jiahao, and it is not surprising that he will be defeated in the hands of Li Jiahao.

"You lose, I'll do it. ”

Qin Lang shook his head and shouted at Yang He.

Even if Yang He still has the strength to fight again, he has actually suffered internal injuries, and if he continues to fight, not to mention the deterioration of the injury, the outcome will not change in any way, and it will still be useless.

"I haven't lost yet. ”

When Yang He heard this, he yelled.

"Let him fight. ”

Shen Shaoqing sighed: "He is such a stubborn person, even I can't persuade him." ”

"Stubborn?"

Qin Lang smiled faintly.

Hearing Shen Shaoqing say this, he didn't know why, but a graceful figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

Qin Sirou!

In the Yunshui competition, Qin Sirou is also the same as the current Yang He, so stubborn, and so eager to prove himself.

Qin Lang thought for a moment and shouted: "The last move, if this move fails, you will admit defeat and replace me." ”

"A trick?"

Yang He's eyes became firm, his whole body was full of fighting spirit, the black gun in his hand was full of black light, and the sound of the gun was ringing.

"Good!"

Yang He roared.

The black gun in his hand danced, his hands were clenched tightly, his toes were a little on his tiptoes, and his body jumped up and flew towards Li Jiahao.

"Raging Dragons Attack the Heart!"

Yang He shouted, and the black gun in his hand whined, pointing directly at Li Jiahao's chest.

"Overlord marksmanship first style?"

Seeing that Yang He's killing move was about to come, Li Jiahao was full of confidence and did not move: "If you want to fight with me, your half-baked marksmanship is not enough." ”

After speaking, with a hook of his toes, a slanted golden gun, dancing in his hand, and stabbing straight out at a lightning speed.

The target is the black gun in Yang He's hand!

Sonor!

A muffled sound rang out.

"Click!"

The sound of a weapon shattering followed.

Li Jiahao's golden spear was like a broken bamboo, and it was still castrated, but the black gun in Yang He's hand had been broken into three pieces and fell to the ground one after another.

Yang He's body stayed in mid-air, and at this moment, there were many loopholes, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Whew!"

There was a slight sound of a weapon sinking into the body.

The golden gun in Li Jiahao's hand pierced Yang He's chest directly, and a bloody arrow shot out from Yang He's back.

With a little foot, Li Jiahao jumped up and kicked Yang He in the chest.

Bang!

Yang He was hit hard, and his body flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Vulnerable!"

Li Jiahao spat a mouthful, pestle the golden gun in his hand, turned his head to look at Qin Lang with an indifferent face, and the corners of his mouth lifted a touch of playfulness: "It's your turn." ”