Yang Ling had seen the three of them shoot on the first night, and he was very clear about the gap between himself and the three of them, especially because he still had phobia, so he was even more eager to improve his strength.

Seeing him like this, the three of them were appreciative on the first night, and they were not idle, and went to cultivate separately.

Qiang suppressed his excitement, took out the ancient books on the first night, and then studied them attentively.

The general outline of marksmanship is also easy to understand, roughly meaning to condense essence, qi, spirit, and even mobilize Zhou Tian's energy.

Because Haoran's sword qi is similar to this kind of marksmanship, it was easy to understand on the first night, and after thoroughly understanding the general outline, he began to study the first style of marksmanship, the dragon.

The first formula has a map:

A monk with a spear in his hand jumped high and then rushed forward, like a tiger out of the mountain, the gun like a dragon returning to the sea, bravely forward, extremely domineering.

In addition to the atlas, there is also a gun trick:

The violent tiger Feng He condensed the killing intent, and the gun swore that he would not return!

Violent Tiger Feng He, vowing not to return, the meaning is very simple, the monk should move forward with this shot, and there must be a brave mentality that I am not afraid of in front of tens of millions of people.

The first night quickly grasped the essence of this gun, and he forced himself to suppress his excitement, and then practiced marksmanship in his mind.

After practicing more than a dozen times, he felt that he had mastered it on the first night, and he came to the yard and took out a bamboo pole as a gun.

Finally, I practiced marksmanship in my mind, mobilized my whole body Qi on the first night, held my breath and condensed my mind, burst into a shout, accelerated forward and then jumped high, and the bamboo pole stabbed out with a shot, and the sound of breaking the air was like thunder.

A shot was stabbed, and the sandbag that was used as a target in front of him on the first night did not move, but the bamboo pole in his hand burst open, and the bamboo chips flew like firecrackers.

"Uh, this ......"

The first night was dumbfounded, and then he shook his head as he remembered how the spear had felt, knowing that the shot had failed.

The sudden explosion and thunderous sound outside the courtyard alarmed Second Dream and the others, and they rushed out as soon as possible, and they did not hide their aura, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Brother Night, what's wrong?"

While asking, she looked around, and looked at the bamboo crumbs scattered all over the place, and the fourth light dance had already understood, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Yang Ling didn't know what was going on, the second dream was very clear, and she blurted out: "What about practicing guns?!" ”

At this time, the first night realized that his actions were a little reckless, and he laughed and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot that you are still cultivating on a whim. ”

"It doesn't matter."

The fourth light dance was very casually authentic, and glanced at the bamboo crumbs casually, her pretty face was full of anticipation: "How is it?" ”

"Needless to say, this shot must be very strong, and I can't withstand the explosion without looking at the bamboo pole."

The second dream is full of confidence in the first night.

"Failed."

But I didn't want to give an answer that everyone couldn't believe on the first night.

"Failed? No, I've seen the gun spectrum and gun tips of the first marksmanship, and it's not difficult. ”

Fourth Qingwu was surprised, and she blurted out when she thought of something: "Will it be because the bamboo pole can't withstand the powerful energy explosion that it will lead to failure." ”

"It must be the case, Brother Ye's cultivation of Haoran Sword Qi is accustomed to the essence of the spirit and even the energy of heaven and earth, and he is extremely familiar with the spear and marksmanship, how can he fail."

The second dream blames the failure on the fact that the bamboo pole is too fragile to withstand the violent energy.

"It's not all because of the bamboo poles, I guess I haven't fully understood it yet."

The first night seemed to be answering the second dream, but it was more like talking to himself, and he kept muttering the gun trick after that.

"Violent Tiger Feng River, Violent Tiger Feng River, Condensation Killing Intent ......"

After chanting the word 'killing intent', his eyes lit up on the first night, and he took another bamboo pole despite everyone's doubts.

As before, the first night held his breath, and then with a burst of applause, he sprinted directly and then jumped high, and the spear stabbed out like a swimming dragon.

The only difference was that when he jumped up on the first night, his whole body was filled with murderous intent, and then merged into the bamboo pole spear, and after doing this, he suddenly felt that this shot was much smoother.

That's right, the first time he cast it, he only felt that his whole body breath was stagnant, and it was not smooth at all, and from this alone he knew that he had failed.

He was full of confidence on the first night of this attempt, because the breath of this shot was smooth, and even he faintly felt that Zhou Tian's energy was gathering.

There was another explosion, and the bamboo pole burst open again, but the sandbag was instantly pierced by the gushing gun.

Not only that, but the sand behind the sandbag condensed like a gun, piercing the fence several feet away, and the fence that was hit was shattered and broken.

"Oh my God, this, this shot is so powerful, I'm afraid it's even more powerful than the full force of the cultivator in the body refining stage!"

Yang Ling was dumbfounded, he looked at the second dream on the side in disbelief: "Sister Meng, Brother Ye is really practicing guns for the first time?!" ”

"It's not the first time I've practiced guns, but this is the first time I've practiced marksmanship."

As she said this, Second Dream kept staring at the sandbag, and her pretty face was full of shock: "The power of this shot is too strong, far beyond the marksmanship that Brother Ye used to perform, and even better than the Haoran sword qi that was cast." ”

The words of the second dream made Yang Ling even more excited, and of course he was even more looking forward to the Haoran sword qi he used on the first night.

Although he had seen the second dream use Haoran sword qi, Yang Ling obviously saw that the type of spear he used on the first night was more powerful, so he naturally looked forward to the Haoran sword qi he cast.

"It's very strong, no worse than the Haoran sword qi that Brother Ye casts."

The fourth light dance nodded, and then her beautiful eyes lit up: "After all, the bamboo pole is a bamboo pole, and it can't exert the full power of this gun, if Brother Ye changes to a spear, ......"

"That will naturally be stronger, even stronger than the Haoran Sword Qi he cast."

Second Dream took over the conversation: "Especially after Dr. Wang fused the heavenly crystal sand into the spear, the power must be even more amazing." ”

In this regard, the fourth light dance is deeply convinced.

"Congratulations to Brother Ye, you also have a killer skill in marksmanship."

The fourth light dance congratulated, and the second dream and Yang Ling on the side also stepped forward to congratulate.

However, the first night was unheard, he had been immersed in the feeling of the previous shot, and the three of them were puzzled but did not bother when he saw him.

"No, it's still not."

After a long silence, he shook his head again and again on the first night: "I always feel that it is almost meaningful, and the power of this shot should be stronger when it is perfectly used." ”

"It's already strong, but it's not right?!"

Yang Ling was dumbfounded, of course he had an inexplicable trust in the first night, it was not right to say that it was wrong, and for a while he was even more curious about how terrifying the power of the perfect shot was.

"Brother Night, what's wrong?"

The fourth light dance was curious, and she continued when she thought of something: "Could it be that you just practice guns so you don't have the mentality of facing the enemy, so you will be almost?" ”

After pondering for a moment, the first night nodded: "It should be like this, after all, if you don't face a strong enemy, your mentality will naturally be different." ”

Without waiting for the fourth light dance to answer, he added: "Of course, it may also be because the bamboo pole is not a real spear, maybe it feels right to retrieve the spear." ”