The gun is one of the most difficult weapons to use among all kinds of weapons, the moves are complex and changeable, and the warriors who can use the gun well, none of them are simple goods, the gun can be used as a stick to smash, can be used as a sword stab, can be used as a knife to cut and split. For the integration and practical use of gun tricks such as winding, picking, and screwing, the talent requirements for martial artists are even higher.

Jia Chaoqing dares to use a gun as a weapon, which is enough to prove that he has his own unique views on martial arts, and he has a lot of research on guns.

Jia Chaoqing in his memory has always been a gun.

Jiang Cheng used a knife in his last life, the knife is the easiest weapon to use, and it was often regarded as indecent in ancient times, although the knife is easy to use, it seems simple, but the people who can really use the knife are even rarer.

"This Jia Chaoqing's marksmanship is handed down from his ancestors, he has been immersed in this way for many years, and Jiang Cheng is just a college student before the end of the day, I think Jiang Cheng is going to lose. Huang Yun said a little coldly, without a trace of emotion in his voice.

"Hmm, I think it's too early to say whether you win or lose, so let's keep looking, do you really think Jiang Cheng's strength is very low?" said King Kong.

"Oh, you're so optimistic about Jiang Cheng, why don't we gamble. Huang Yun's words were a little yin and yang, King Kong didn't look away, he didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

On the playground, Jia Chaoqing and Jiang Cheng fought together, Jia Chaoqing attacked and killed again and again, but Jiang Cheng has been blocking, the situation on the field seems to be unfavorable to Jiang Cheng, but Jia Chaoqing knows at the moment that this Jiang Cheng is not beaten by him and has no power to fight back, Jiang Cheng's defensive position is not chaotic at all, impermeable, Jia Chaoqing has almost used all his ancestral tricks, but he still can't help Jiang Cheng, which makes fine sweat gradually break out on his forehead.

Jia Chaoqing's ancestor was a military general of the Ming Dynasty, and before he died, he passed on his gun moves to his son, and passed it to Jia Chaoqing from generation to generation, and the original marksmanship has long since changed.

Jia Chaoqing was also a little anxious at the moment, his hole cards were exhausted, and the ghostly ghost fire was attached to the tip of the spear, exuding a cold aura, and even the warriors who were watching the battle from afar in the stands seemed to feel the danger of the turquoise flame.

The tiger descends to the South Mountain!

Sweep through the army!

Jia Chaoqing's ancestral marksmanship, at this moment, he also used one move after another.

What exactly is this Jiangcheng going to do? He obviously has a chance to fight back, but why does he only defend and not attack? Jia Chaoqing couldn't figure it out.

"Look, what am I talking about, this Jiangcheng is only defending now, and it is obviously impossible to parry. The warriors in the stands didn't know why, thinking that Jiang Cheng had gradually revealed his defeat.

"Come on, boss, come on, boss. The warriors of the Sanyuan Society shouted in unison, cheering for Jia Chaoqing.

"Jiang Cheng, what do you mean, why do you only defend and not attack?" Jia Chaoqing made a false move, and then jumped out of the battle circle, he had a tired look on his face, because of the blessing of the Netherworld Fire Martial Spirit, every shot he shot with a cold flame, but even if it was such a frozen flame, it failed to slow down Jiang Cheng's movements, and Jiang Cheng's defensive position was still impeccable.

Jiang Cheng obviously used the most basic defensive position, the moves were straightforward, not even a trace of fancy, but he perfectly guarded the attack and killing of Jia Chaoqing's ancestral marksmanship, which surprised Jia Chaoqing, the vitality in his body was almost exhausted, but he didn't even touch the corner of Jiang Cheng's clothes.

"I've seen it almost, although your ancestral marksmanship is exquisite, there are many flaws. Jiang Cheng also accepted the trick and stood on his back with a single knife.

"What did you say? When you were fighting me just now, you were watching me make a move? You learned my family's ancestral gun moves? Are you kidding me?" Jia Chaoqing looked up to the sky and smiled, he felt that Jiang Cheng was really too arrogant, he had studied the gun moves for decades, this Jiang Cheng actually looked at it a few times, and said that his tricks had many flaws, which made Jia Chaoqing, a martial arts master, feel very ridiculous.

"For example, this move tiger down Nanshan, use the gun as a stick, smash it from top to bottom, you should use a big momentum, that momentum should be unstoppable like a tiger descending the mountain, so as to deter the enemy, one move to defeat the enemy to death, and when you use this move, I don't feel the slightest momentum. ”

Jiang Cheng pulled out the ancient knife behind his back, the blade was like ink, his arm was raised, the tip of the knife pointed at the sky, and smashed it towards Jia Chaoqing's head.

This knife, like Mount Tai pressing the top, Jia Chaoqing only felt that this ancient knife was no more than a foot wide, and now it was chopped down, and it was like the top of Mount Tai, which made people unable to resist.

Jia Chaoqing stood in place for a while, not even moving, as if there was a great momentum between heaven and earth that overwhelmed him and made him feel tight.

After being suppressed by the power of 10,000 catties, Jia Chaoqing couldn't resist the power of this knife at all, and was directly pressed by the general trend and fell to the ground.

This knife stayed at about three millimeters above his head, and did not fall down, at this moment, Jia Chaoqing broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, he was in a state of confusion, he really couldn't understand, Jiang Cheng's knife was obviously a very simple and rude knife, why couldn't he resist it?

Jiang Cheng put away the knife and stood on his back, his eyes flashing with golden light, as if he was comprehending something.

Jia Chaoqing glanced at Jiang Cheng with godless eyes, and the look in his eyes was very complicated.

"I lost, I lost. Jia Chaoqing sighed again and again, he didn't know until this moment how big the gap was between him and Jiang Cheng, he usually just studied gun moves, never thought about it, this ancestral marksmanship tiger went down to Nanshan, the most important thing is to play a momentum, that is a force of heaven and earth, Jia Chaoqing has practiced this trick for many years, and he has the deepest understanding of the battle just now, thinking of this, he hurriedly swept away the decline just now, quickly walked to the backstage, and carefully understood what Jiang Cheng said just now.

"Hit a big trend, a big trend. Jia Chaoqing ignored everyone and fell into contemplation alone.

"What's going on? Jiang Cheng had obviously been beaten just now, but at the moment of the truce just now, Jiang Cheng just slashed at once, how could he make that Jia Chaoqing have no power to fight back?"

"Could it be that Jia Chaoqing is deliberately releasing water?" The warriors in the stands were boiling, they didn't hear the conversation between the two on the playground, if they did, they would definitely be surprised.

"It's so shameful, you deliberately release water, what's the point of fighting like this?"

The warriors in the stands were excited, and the warriors of the Sanyuan Society couldn't understand it, just now their boss obviously had the upper hand, but why did they lose again in an instant?

Listening to the discussions of many martial artists in the stands, the eyes of the four masters in the corner of the stands gradually showed a dignified look.

"What happened just now, did you see it clearly?" said Huang Yun, the leader of the Jincheng Gang.

"He is playing a general trend, that is taking advantage of the general trend of heaven and earth for his own use, who among you said that Jiang Cheng is not good? and said that he will lose? He is not the one who loses now. King Kong also showed a solemn look in his eyes.

Borrowing from heaven and earth, he asked himself if he could do it.

Huang Yun snorted coldly, but surprisingly did not refute King Kong, obviously he also agreed with King Kong's statement, this Jiangcheng strength is indeed very strong, but it is not strong enough to make him look up, he felt the strength of both sides, and thought that he would definitely be able to kill Shangjiang City within three moves.

Jiang Cheng killed Jia Chaoqing with one move, which made many warriors watching the battle think that Jia Chaoqing was releasing water, because Jiang Cheng's move just now did not have the slightest subtlety, but simply and domineeringly smashed the knife in his hand.

Not counting Chen Shitang and Jiang Cheng, there are a total of eight A-level martial artists in Beicheng, and they have used the form of lottery to determine the order of play, after Jia Chaoqing's defeat, the next one to play is the black-hearted tiger.

Black-hearted Tiger is an A-level martial artist who went to the arsenal with Jiang Cheng, and he is also the boss of a second-rate force in Haicheng, at this moment, he slowly walked down the stands and came to the playground.

"Is it you?" Jiang Cheng obviously remembered the person in front of him, after all, he had had conflicts with several martial artists such as Black-Hearted Tiger and Hei Dazhuang, so he was quite impressed by this Black-Hearted Tiger, but what he didn't expect was that this Black-Hearted Tiger actually joined Beicheng.

"Boss Jiang, do you remember me?" The black-hearted tiger is the same as the black big strong, tall and strong, and he belonged to that kind of muscular hunk before the end of the world.

"Please!"

Seeing that the other party was not hostile to him, Jiang Cheng also politely invited him.

"Boss Jiang, what are we going to fight? I just admit defeat, and I'm not your opponent for ten. The black-hearted tiger pinched his waist, and then left his majestic back to Jiang Cheng.

He yelled loudly in the direction of the stands: "Don't fight, I can't beat him, I will abstain directly, it's all you, you have to let me fight, now I abstain, right?"

Black-Hearted Tiger's voice was very loud, and even though the warriors in the stands were far away from the playground, Black-Hearted Tiger's voice could still be heard clearly.

The two warriors were inexplicably defeated, Jia Chaoqing was better, after all, he fought with Jiangcheng for a few rounds, although he lost a little strangely in the end, but after all, he did not abstain so blatantly directly.

But this black-hearted tiger is good, and he actually abstained directly, which makes some people feel that these two people are deliberately releasing water to Jiangcheng.

"Is there any mistake? Black-hearted Tiger, is it really good for you to release water like this?"

"Black-hearted Tiger, you and Jiang Cheng have been on a mission together, and the two of you are definitely in a group. ”

"Despicable and shameless!"

"Indecent!"

There were shouts and scolding from the stands, most of which were scolding the black-hearted tiger for deliberately releasing water.

"Let go of the water, I'll let you and your fart, I can't beat Boss Jiang, am I willing to abstain? Who stipulates that you can't abstain?" The black-hearted tiger was choked by the martial artists in the stands, his chest rose and fell violently, and he scolded the warriors in the stands loudly.

As a result, the second competition ended with the shouting and scolding of everyone.

"What do you think of the strength of the Black-Hearted Tiger?" Huang Yun said with a frown.

"This black-hearted Hu is an A-level and high-level martial artist, and the awakened martial soul is a black-hearted tiger with a very high ranking, and his strength is not lower than the five tiger generals of the Jincheng Gang. ”

Dongfang Takumo said with his chin rubbed and laughed strangely.