Basic marksmanship!

How is this possible?

The monks of the Ancient Temple were all stunned, and their minds began to recall the moves that Dao Moyu had performed before.

And as they pondered, a truth that they had to admit was laid out in front of them.

Dao Moyu did use basic marksmanship!

"His Royal Highness the Prince of Candle Shadow is indeed the best in the universe, and he can actually use basic marksmanship to create such power, which makes us monks feel embarrassed."

They are all the leaders of the younger generation of the Ancient Temple, and they all have their own pride.

And now, they feel that their pride is so ridiculous.

After some monks saw the gap between themselves and Dao Moyu, they were really hit, and they became sighing, and their hearts to seek the Tao were even loosened.

They really couldn't understand, not even the basic marksmanship of martial arts, how to compete with the gorgeous sword moves of volley.

The reason why basic martial arts are called basic martial arts is because the moves in them are all well-known to the public, and they are movements that even a child who can just walk can do.

Take the basic marksmanship as an example, the moves in it are basically the simplest straight stabs, up picks, and down splits, which are ordinary and can no longer be ordinary road goods.

Many of the Upper Realm forces do not allow their disciples to choose basic marksmanship for their introduction to the path of the gun.

Because in their eyes, basic marksmanship is simply chicken ribs, and true marksmanship geniuses can learn it without a teacher even if they don't practice, and there is really no need to spend extra time on practice.

"Actually, the basic marksmanship used by the husband is not considered a basic marksmanship, although there is no difference between the number of moves and the basic marksmanship, but the charm contained in the gunmanship is not as simple and direct as the basic marksmanship." Gu Yan'er said curtly.

"Smoke Fairy, what do you mean by that?" The monks of the Ancient Temple immediately came to their senses, and their eyes reappeared with brilliance.

"It's literal...... Eldest sister... That is, Her Royal Highness the Heavenly Curtain Dragon Maiden said that it is extremely easy for innate martial artists like them to give birth to the power of the Soldier Soul, and as long as the general trend of heaven and earth is integrated into the moves through the power of the Soldier Soul, the moves can be sublimated......

Feeling the blazing gaze of everyone, Gu Yan'er felt a little uncomfortable, but she still told them what she wanted to say.

The power of the soldier's soul!

No wonder! No wonder I felt familiar.

Once again, the monks felt that their talents had been crushed.

Whether it is a gun, a sword or other weapons, they all have their own souls, and the moves used by ordinary monks using weapons are only superficial, while monks who have mastered the soul of soldiers can integrate the general trend of heaven and earth into their moves.

And the power of the general trend that is integrated is called the power of the soul of the soldier.

But among so many of them who practiced the way of soldiers, none of them had cultivated the power of the Soldier Soul, and only two or three of them had cultivated the prototype of the power of the Soldier Soul.

The gap can be imagined.

It's really more popular than people......

The monks of the Temple of Eternal were numb, and they no longer had any thoughts of comparing themselves to others.

Because when they really see the peak, they deeply realize their insignificance......

Forehead......

Am I not supposed to speak?

Why did they react so much the way I thought they would?

Gu Yan'er looked at the numb faces of the people, and was a little overwhelmed.

She really wasn't trying to hit them.

"Gu Yan'er, you...... Ay...... Forget it, you don't have to explain it anymore, I thank you." Gu Yunyao looked at the depressed group of Ancient Temple monks and had a headache, and reluctantly reminded Gu Yan'er.

"That...... Am I saying the wrong thing?"

"It's okay, no, if you want to blame His Royal Highness Prince Candle You, it's even more genius than their group of geniuses." Gu Yunyao smiled bitterly, Gu Yan'er was so sincere, that Gu Yunyao didn't want to tease her anymore.

"Well...

… Then I'll listen to my sister." Gu Yan'er smiled embarrassedly.

It's really flattering......

After Gu Yunyao saw Gu Yan'er's sweet smile, she was slightly stunned, and then quickly twisted her head away.

Look into the sky again.

And at the moment when Gu Yunyao raised his head, Dao Moyu and Ling Kongli stopped the offensive again.

"His Royal Highness Prince Candle You, you really surprised me, no wonder my lady told me not to make enemies with you, for weapons, we have always had such a saying in the secular world, moon stick, year boxing, long practice guns, I really didn't expect that you could practice marksmanship at a young age to a place that can compete with my swordsmanship, have you started practicing guns since your mother's womb?" Ling Kongli said in surprise.

Guns are not only difficult to master but also difficult to get started, and some people with low talent even have been practicing guns for decades.

And although Ling Kongli said that the practice of sword moves started late, he had also practiced swords for more than ten years, and now he was fighting a draw with a sixteen-year-old monk, how could this not make him frightened.

"Luckily, some time ago, I just experienced an epiphany." Dao Moyu looked at the ink-colored spear in his hand and fell into deep thought.

If it weren't for the fact that he had made a breakthrough in martial arts in the life-and-death battle with the crescent moon before, he really wouldn't be an opponent of Volley.

"Hahaha! Unexpectedly, our Royal Highness the Prince of Candle You is actually quite modest, if ...... His Royal Highness the Candle Shadow Prince can block this move, then I will admit that I lost!" After Ling Kongli laughed wantonly, his eyes froze, and he burst out with endless killing intent.

A Shura phantom with a long sword in his hand suddenly appeared behind Ling Kongli.

What does he want to do!?

Gu Yan'er and Gu Yunyao instantly lifted their hearts, but just as they wanted to rush up, they were stopped by the blood scales.

"Don't worry, you two, he knows the proportions, and he won't hurt His Royal Highness the Candle Prince, they should be planning to decide the outcome with one move."

"Yes, it shouldn't be fine, it's messed up if I care." Gu Yunyao let out a breath and stayed in mid-air.

And after Gu Yan'er glanced at Dao Moyu worriedly, she hid in the crowd again, silently looking at the sky.

"Volley, I didn't expect that sometimes our thoughts are surprisingly consistent, and I just want to decide the winner with one move!"

Buzz!

The wind is howling, and the guns are snorting.

The inky dragon spear began to shake violently, and the body of the spear was intertwined with black and white light.

Dao Moyu's pupils shrank, his bones crackled, and behind him, a true dragon phantom wearing pitch-black scale armor condensed, and a beetle snake phantom with golden wings and a black and white light all over his body appeared at the same time.

After a while, the black dragon phantom shattered and merged into the beetle snake phantom, and the scale armor on the beetle snake phantom gradually fell off and was replaced with pieces of dragon scales, and on the top of the beetle snake's head, a pair of pitch-black dragon horns suddenly grew.

Roar, roar, roar!

An earth-shattering dragon groan came from Dao Moyu's body, and the loud dragon groan went straight to the heavens and the earth, and the thick clouds in the sky were scattered.

Spears like dragons!

This is the power of the spear's soul, carrying the general trend of mountains and rivers, including the power of heaven and earth!

There is indeed a big gap between Dao Moyu's basic marksmanship and the mysterious swordsmanship of Ling Kongli, and it can even be said that there is a heaven and an underground.

However, the power of the soldier soul mastered by Dao Moyu forcibly reduced the gap between the two of them in their moves to a negligible amount.

Coupled with the blessing of Dao Moyu's own candle yin and yang bloodline, with one shot, Dao Moyu can attract the power of the divine beast in his body, so that the gun move can be sublimated again.

And after Ling Kongli saw Dao Moyu's gun move, although he was shocked, he was more excited in his heart.

It was the first time he had faced a close opponent.

He enjoyed the tension that came from the vigilance. Fun Cabinet

Immediately, he did not hesitate to unlock the first layer of the bloodstained sword, wanting to use the strongest sword move he could perform so far!

The blood stains on the bloodstained sword poured into Ling Kongli's body along the sword body, and in an instant, blood-colored runes began to appear on Ling Kongli's whole body, and his hair and eyes all turned scarlet.

A tyrannical, heavy force erupted within him.

Because Ling Kongli's body couldn't withstand the powerful force, his skin gradually cracked, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

However, the blood did not leave Ling Kongli's body, and was still attached to Ling Kongli's body.

At this moment, Ling Kong really turned into a bloody man.

Shura...... Soul Slashing!

Ling Kongli roared out in a hoarse voice, and slashed towards Dao Moyu with a sword.

The Shura Phantom who was detached from the soul in the air also swung the long sword in his hand.

It's like a river of blood pouring towards Dao Moyu!

Thundered!!!

The phantom of the true dragon collided with the river of blood, and the power of yin and yang in black and white turned into thousands of black and white dragons with the impact, opening their teeth and dancing their claws, impacting wantonly.

But the strange power contained in the volley's slash actually devoured the dragon shadows one by one and turned them into nothingness.

There is quite a group of dragons playing in the rain, and the rain falls and the dragon returns.

And I don't know how long it took, as the blood and black and white in the sky disappeared, the offensive of the two completely stopped.

"Poof! Dao Moyu lost this time ......" After volleying out a mouthful of reverse blood, he slowly landed on the ground, at this time the wounds on his whole body had disappeared, and the long sword in his hand was covered with blood again.

Bloodscale immediately stepped forward to support him, his eyes full of resentment.

"It's not easy for me to win, if you were born in the great power of the Upper Realm, this battle is likely to be won by you." Dao Moyu said half-jokingly.

He and Ling Kongli really didn't know each other, and since then they have built a bond of fate.

"No, if I had been born in the Upper Realm, I wouldn't have encountered the Bloodscales, I wouldn't have gotten this sword, and I wouldn't have everything I have now, fate is like this, and I'm convinced." Ling Kongli said with a serious face.

But after looking at the blood scales and the bloodstained sword in his hand, he immediately smiled with relief.