The backyard of the Zhao Mansion, which was already chattering non-stop because of Xu Wanlin and Hu Liya, after adding a Zhao Yu, it really seemed that there were thousands of ducks foraging everywhere in the yard, and it was so lively that Zhao Xing was so bī that he poked Zhao Xing into the square ring during the day, and he didn't have the intention of going back at all.

Every night I secretly looked for my daughter-in-law, and I had to tiptoe, like a thief, for fear that Xu Wanlin, who would go to Zhao Xing's side if I had nothing to do, would see it. Zhao Xing y-cried without tears, so he had to turn his grief and anger into strength, endured the double blow that Zhao Yun brought to his body and soul in the ring, and learned the real marksmanship and sh-art one move at a time.

In a few days of competition, as the senior brother's withdrawn actions continued to burst out, Zhao Yun had the desire to cry.

"Senior brother is really not easy, without the guidance of the master, just by copying the secret book, although a complete set of Tong's marksmanship was a mess by him, but he really got the essence of marksmanship. Seeing that there is no whistling in his moves, it is a fierce and tricky thrust, and the greeting is all about the vital parts of the human body, from the eyes of the head, the sun X-e down to the throat, heart, dantian, and the joints of the limbs, in short, it is a fatal move, either don't be touched, or a piercing is a hole. Although he is more than strong, he is obviously not enough to defend, and once he encounters an experienced opponent, he has to suffer a big loss. While feeding Zhao Xing, Zhao Yun pondered in his heart.

"Senior brother's style of playing with wide opening and closing is suitable for practicing the 'Eight Mother Spear' (Overlord Gun, only learn jīng to avoid cumbersomeness, and let me teach him this trick ......"

In the ring, another round of competition has ended, and the results speak for themselves. Zhao Xing's "Wind Demon 1u-n Fight" marksmanship that made Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao complain in the past was like a big bag of cotton in front of Zhao Yun, no matter how fast he moved, no matter how tricky the angle was, he was always worthy of touching the corner of Zhao Yun's clothes, and when Zhao Yun's light and fluttering tip of the gun was either lightly clicked, or hit horizontally, or swept at will, all of them lost their strength and lost their direction.

But Zhao Yun's attack made Zhao Xing miserable and unguardable. Obviously he saw that a shot swept over, and he made a move to block, but when he arrived in front of him, he only pointed at M-N; he obviously saw that his gun was entangled by the other party, but in the blink of an eye, the opponent's gun turned over and pointed at his own vital point. Zhao Xing was convinced, he listened to the commentary in his last life, and Zhao Yun created a set of marksmanship after he became a teacher, which is called "Seven Exploration Dragon Gun". Obediently knock, people are cattle people who can start a sect, and their talent and attainments in marksmanship must be difficult to catch up with.

"The gunman, one is light and fast, the second is difficult to entangle, the third is erratic, and the fourth is the strength of Changhong, which is completely different from the fierce weapons such as broadswords and halberds and axes. I watched the senior brother use the gun, fierce and fierce, but the stamina is insufficient, the empty m-n is wide open, this kind of fighting style with the enemy is unstoppable, and it is very easy to damage itself in the battle array. I don't know who instructed Senior Brother to guide this style of play?" Zhao Yun patiently and meticulously explained to Zhao Xing.

"No one to point out, but I realized it from the discussion with Guan Yu, Guan Yu is used to using a big knife, and he is very good!" Zhao Xing replied truthfully.

"Then Guan Yu is a red-faced man on Qingfeng Ridge?" Zhao Xing's words aroused both Zhao Yun's competitive heart and Zhao Yun's curiosity.

Guan Yu, whose name is Changsheng, is a native of Shangdang Xie County, and is now the governor of Shangdang County, and the "Flying Tiger Battalion" camp school in Crouching Tiger Village, and has the reputation of "the first tiger in Shangdang". Zhao Xing intentionally introduced.

"I don't know why this person is dressed as a bandit on Qingfeng Ridge? On the way here, this gang of bandits saw that the white horse I was riding was very good, and moved to grab the horse, so Guo Changzi started to rob it, and when my spear was about to ask for his X-Ng's life, he was stabbed away by a red-faced man and saved X-ng's life," Zhao Yun said.

When Zhao Xing heard this, his heart burst into joy. In his previous life, he heard that Guo Changzi's unlucky bastard was hanging under Zhao Yun's gun, in order to prevent the tragedy from repeating, Zhao Xingcai deliberately arranged for Guo Changzi to hide in Taihang Mountain, but he didn't expect to avoid Zhao Yun. But fortunately, Guo Changzi followed Guan Yu, and he escaped death.

"The thief saw that I was strong in martial arts, so he stepped forward to inquire, and after the red-faced man heard my name, he was very polite to me, and sent Guo Changzi to lead all the way to Crouching Tiger Village. Zhao Yun continued.

"It's not surprising that Guan Yu knows your name, because I usually mention you in front of my generals. I have sent someone to Taihang Mountain to find him, a few days later, if the junior brother is interested, you can learn more with Guan Yu, in the future you will all be the best generals in Crouching Tiger Village!" Zhao Xing replied with a smile, but what he thought in his heart was: "It seems that everyone has the heart of young people to be competitive and competitive, and those who are as calm and calm as Zhao Yun have also moved the mind of fighting with masters." ”

Hearing Zhao Xing's words, Zhao Yun wondered for a while. "This senior brother is really hard to discern. I learned art in Changshan, eight years before and after, when I entered the mountain, I was just a child in the countryside, and after I went out of the mountain, there was no amazing behavior, how could he send someone to find me in an unpredictable way?" "Senior brother, I will now teach you the 'Eight Mothers Marksmanship', this marksmanship is also known as the 'Overlord Gun', it is the ancestor of marksmanship, it was created by the Overlord of Western Chu back then, once it is completed, the water splashes cannot enter, the arrows and stones cannot be destroyed, and the ten thousand horses can come and go freely!" Zhao Yun said with a solemn and serious face.

"But what are the eight marksmanship?" Zhao Xing asked. Although Zhao Xing used hot weapons in his previous life, it did not prevent him from dabbling in China's eighteen weapons, and he had heard about the "Eight Essentials of Marksmanship".

Zhao Zilong is full of courage and bravery, but he doesn't even have a scar on his body in his life, which shows his marksmanship and strict defense. Let him teach himself, that's definitely the best! We can't learn the "Seven Probes Panlong Gun", and it seems good to learn a "Overlord Gun", just listening to the name is majestic enough!

"Exactly!" Zhao Yun replied, "The spear is long and sharp, light and dexterous, the method of winning, jīng is slightly unique, as long as you get a glimpse of one of the essentials, you can derive countless changes, so it is called the 'king of a hundred soldiers', and it is difficult to find a rival with other weapons......!

Zhao Yun explained to Zhao Xing while using the corresponding moves. Zhao Xing's practical experience and theoretical foundation are relatively lacking, and it is inevitable that he will not care about the end of his learning, and his progress will be slow. But Zhao Yun was not impatient at all, the same action could be demonstrated to Zhao Xing over and over again, but Zhao Xing was required to make every move ready.

Under the guidance of Zhao Yun, a patient, rigorous and meticulous teacher, and a good-tempered teacher, Zhao Xing, who was born in Yeluzi, finally took a solid and systematic step on the road to martial arts. In the future, with the eight-foot spear in his hand, Zhao Xing will eventually create his own brilliance.