I saw two figures coming at the door of the martial arts hall.

The leader is a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, with black hair and black eyes, a handsome appearance, and a faint temperament of a superior in his gestures.

"This is the Lord you are talking about?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Liao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the peregrine falcon.

The peregrine falcon ignored him, but bowed his head and saluted respectfully to the visitor.

The middle-aged man surnamed Liao noticed the person following behind the young man, the red bear mark printed on his left chest, and his pupils contracted slightly.

Before he came, he thought that the person who came to Huang Xiong to find him was probably a red bear-level character, and outside of Xia Bang, the high-level people who could come into contact with Huang Xiong were almost red bear-level.

But looking at the current posture, I'm afraid it's not the son-in-law of a certain big man above the red bear level who came to learn guns from him.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man surnamed Liao relaxed a little in his heart.

Being young also means being foolish, and it seems that his teaching will be much easier than he expected.

The young man quickly walked up to the middle-aged man surnamed Liao, looked at him with a gentle temper, and smiled politely at him.

The middle-aged surnamed Liao returned the salute with a slightly reserved fist.

"Mr. Liao Yu Liao is the president of the Southeast Spearmanship Association, the vice president of the Xia Guo Gunnery Association, and the vice chairman of the Xia Guoleng Weapon Fighting Association.

A master of ancient martial arts with a gun into the true meaning, a real spearman. ”

The peregrine falcon came up and quickly followed Lu Yuan to introduce the middle-aged identity of the surname Liao.

The latter smiled when he heard this, but did not speak, but a little pride unconsciously rose between his eyebrows.

"I have admired the daimyo for a long time."

Lu Yuan smiled and nodded at the middle-aged man surnamed Liao, and then asked the red bear strong man beside him in a low voice: "What conditions are you invited to?" ”

The red bear strong man quickly replied: "This Liao Yu's youngest son wants to compete for the position in the east this year, but the advantage is not obvious in several candidates, so I promised to say hello to the east side for him." ”

"Oh."

Lu Yuan nodded, didn't say anything, but raised his eyes to look Liao Yu up and down.

Liao Yu is probably in his early forties from the outside, and his actual age may be older, after all, the martial artist is strong, full of qi and blood, and his body ages much slower than ordinary people.

He held a cold weapon spear with a lead-gray body and a silver-white head in his hand, and the whole person faintly felt that he was one with the spear, which was quite good.

It was the first time Lu Yuan had seen this kind of martial artist who specialized in cold weapon martial arts.

Whether it is official or civil, there are very few cold weapon fighting competitions, so martial artists who specialize in cold weapons are considered a niche group even in the ancient martial arts world.

After all, it is now a society governed by the rule of law, and cannons and mecha are rampant, and you can still fight competitions and become famous by practicing your fists and feet.

Practicing cold weapons is really a bit useless.

It's hard to believe that someone can hold on, and even have entered the true artistic conception.

"What kind of marksmanship did Mr. Liao learn? What genre is inherited? ”

Lu Yuan asked.

Liao Yu said lightly: "There is no genre, just a family heirloom." Marksmanship is a bloody battle, a total of one hundred and thirty-two styles, a thousand variations"

"Bloody war? It sounds like marksmanship honed from the battlefield. ”

"Liao Mouzu has been a general."

"Remarkable."

Lu Yuan nodded, ended the simple greetings, and said to Liao Yu: "Mr. Liao can start, I will first learn Mr. Liao's bloody marksmanship." ”

Liao Yu looked stunned, and then saw that the peregrine falcon and the red bear strong man beside Lu Yuan had taken a few steps back.

Liao Yu frowned slightly, and said, "Let's change someone, the sword soldier has no eyes."

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Yuan interrupted Liao Yu's words, shook his head and said, "Although Mr. Liao can be relieved, here, the damage caused by cold weapons cannot be saved." ”

Liao Yu's eyes flickered, and he said, "Then I'll change the gun." ”

"No, you don't."

Lu Yuan replied lightly.

Liao Yu's face became dark, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint momentum condensing on his body.

Suddenly, he chuckled, and the spear in his hand burst out like a swimming dragon, and the extremely sharp edge approached the door in the distance.

"Hum—"

Lu Yuan stood in place with a calm face, without the slightest fluctuation on his face.

A silver-white spear tip hovered silently less than an inch from the center of his eyebrows, trembling wildly at an ultra-high frequency.

The Red Bear Strong Man and the Peregrine Falcon frowned on the sidelines, and subconsciously wanted to step forward, but were stopped by Lu Yuan raising his hand.

"Mr. Liao, can you officially start now?"

At this time, Liao Yu also had a lot of positive colors.

His test shot, no matter what Lu Yuan's strength is, at least this Taishan collapsed in front of him and his unchanging heart has far surpassed the vast majority of skilled martial artists.

It's worth his shot.

"Then you want to. Be careful. ”

Liao Yu whispered, and when he said the last word, the tail note suddenly lengthened.

Then the figure twisted, and the spear hanging in front of Lu Yuan quickly retracted, followed by another stabbing out at a faster speed than before.

"Tuk-"

There was a dull sound as if it had hit a thick wooden plank.

Lu Yuan lowered his head slightly, looking at the position where the spear in Liao Yu's hand was pierced under his left sternum, and the tip of the spear was stubbornly resisted by the powerful physique tempered by the 22-point physique and various horizontal martial arts, and he couldn't advance an inch.

"Ugh"

Liao Yu was stunned, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Although he didn't use all his strength just now, the force of the gun was also several tons, plus the spear head made of superalloy of the spear in his hand.

Even if it is a solid cement pier poured with high-strength concrete, it can be punctured and punctured at this time.

As a result, even the skin membrane of the far road was not punctured.

Are you kidding?

"Xinwu?"

Liao Yu reacted quickly.

Lu Yuan didn't answer, just smiled slightly.

Liao Yu completely sank down.

No wonder the person in front of him was young and dared to try his gun, it turned out to be a new weapon transplanted from defense.

Then there really is no need for him to keep his hand.

Thinking about it, Liao Yu's eyes flashed with coldness, the spear in his hand danced, and a rich white power light bloomed on his arms and spear.

In an instant, his hands shook, and he stabbed out hundreds or thousands of shots.

The spear tore through the air, emitting a dense, high-pitched whistling sound that conjured up the shadows of the spears and rained down like a raging storm.

Lu Yuan didn't dodge, but still stood in place.

He watched as the ordinary material clothes on his upper body bloomed and shattered like snowflakes under Liao Yu's marksmanship.

Reveals the near-perfect contours of the underlying muscles.

A large number of dense red dots continued to appear on his chest, then quickly disappeared and reappeared

At first, Lu Yuan felt no pain or itching, but later he gradually felt a tingling sensation.

A moment.

"Poof—"

Somewhere the skin was broken where the tip of a spear had been poked dozens or even hundreds of times, a drop of blood oozed out.

"Cold weapons really have the advantages of cold weapons, such ordinary strength and ordinary strength can actually hurt me.

If it's a fist or a kick, it's impossible."

Lu Yuan blinked, then took a light breath.

In an instant, his body swelled slightly, and nine blood lines snaked out of his chest, winding into the shape of a dragon.

The golden martial god rushed out, and in less than half a breath, his whole body was smeared into a brilliant gold.

In the next second, Liao Yu's voice poked Zhonglu Yuan after the gun immediately became-

"Jingle bell."

It's like the sound of a bullet hitting a metal plate and bouncing off.

Liao Yu, who was shooting the gun, shook his hands, and even the speed of the gun was a little slower, and his face instantly showed a strong shock and disbelief.

The voice is also high-pitched and distorted.

"Tiangang is tyrannical. Mida Golden Clothes"

"You are. Pure Martial Arts?! ”

Lu Yuan had already seen that on the [Fighter] panel, the experience points of several horizontal martial arts such as lv3 [Mida Golden Clothes], lv2 [Tiangang Balie] and lv2 [Robe Gong] were increasing rapidly.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and there was a kind of unexpected joy.

So he stepped forward and took the initiative to meet Liao Yu's spear directly.

"Mr. Liao's marksmanship is good, but it's a pity that the strength is softer, almost meaningless."

Liao Yu recovered from a short period of shock and distraction, and when he heard Lu Yuan's words, he gritted his teeth, and the light of strength on his body was a few points stronger.

He shouted suddenly: "Bloody battle of a thousand armies!" ”

"Boom!"

If Liao Yu's previous marksmanship was stormy, then now, it is stormy!

In a huge martial arts hall, the only sound of spears piercing the air could be heard.

The dense shadow of the gun in front of Liao Yu seemed to turn into a surging black tide, directly engulfing most of Lu Yuan's body, only the occasional golden light and the continuous jingle sound proved Lu Yuan's existence.

Under Liao Yu's clothes, the muscles of his arms were knotted, his muscles were bulging, his face and back were sweating like rain, and his face was a little hideous.

At this point, he had forgotten that it was just a simple test of the gun, and there was almost only one thought left in his mind - to puncture his defenses! Pierce his defenses

"Ding!"

An extremely crisp sound sounded, the shadows of the gunshots in the sky disappeared, and the continuous clanging sound disappeared.

Liao Yu held the gun for a moment, and after a moment of stunned, a light of joy and hope gradually appeared on his face.

Break.. Broken defenses?

However, the next second.

He froze.

I saw that Lu Yuan, who was naked, covered with a faint golden light, with nine blood lines on his chest, and no scars on his body, raised his right hand, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were together, gently clamping the tip of his spear, shaking his head with a disappointed face and sighing: "Mr. Liao's marksmanship is not like it was sharpened on the battlefield, it looks more like it is performed on the stage.

Is Mr. Liao here to have fun? ”

"Ugh"

Liao Yu's expression was stunned for a few seconds.

In the next moment, a great humiliation and anger rose from his face.

"Shut up!"

Liao Yu almost shouted this out.

Lu Yuan quietly let go, letting Liao Yu take back the spear, his eyes were clear, and a little faint expectation appeared.

Liao Yu's stormy poke just now made his experience points of several horizontal martial arts directly skyrocket, ranging from tens to hundreds of experience points.

Regardless of anything else, just this auxiliary cultivation role, Liao Yu is worth staying.

And he deliberately sneered, as if he was forcing the other party out of some trick to press the bottom of the box.

"Shhhh

Liao Yu took a deep breath like a long whale sucking water, retracted his spear, changed his grip to one hand, and aimed at Lu Yuan in a throwing-like gesture.

"Wow-"

A wave of true intent spread out of his body, quickly forming a vague, armor-clad phantom of a warrior above his head.

And Liao Yu's body was also filled with a decisive and tragic momentum.

At this moment, Lu Yuan felt a tingling pain in his eyebrows, as if he was locked by something extremely sharp.

Even the Red Bear Strong Man and the Peregrine Falcon, who were standing on the sidelines watching the battle, their faces changed a little.

Lu Yuan's eyes did not show any nervousness, but there was more and more light.

Lest Liao Yu wake up from his anger and let this killing move die, Lu Yuan simply added another fire, and laughed loudly: "Mr. Liao's move is good, it looks a bit like a juggler in the circus."

"Kill!"

The blood in Liao Yu's eyes skyrocketed, he let out a low snort, his shoulders shook, and the arm holding the gun seemed to disappear directly.

Immediately after, something seemed to burst open in the huge martial arts hall, and an invisible barrier was broken.

No one could see the path of the spear cutting through the air, only the sound of "buzzing" could be heard.

An incomparably thick and heavy aura rose from the ground and quickly dispersed, as if a majestic wave suddenly descended, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

Liao Yu's mind immediately regained clarity the moment a shot was stabbed, and he realized that he had actually performed a killer trick in the family heirloom marksmanship.

It's still used to deal with a certain big man with a very noble status.

His face suddenly changed wildly.

But before he could panic, the expression on his face immediately froze and froze.

I saw that in front of him, a tall young man folded his hands and clamped his spear to his chest.

The body of the spear was still humming and trembling.

Two deep, seven or eight meters long ravines were ploughed under the young man's feet, and large areas of floor masonry were rolled up.

And behind it.

A fifteen-meter-tall statue of the elephant's head was levitating, like a black magic mountain, constantly exuding a terrifying aura like a continuous mountain crushing and crushing.

Liao Yu "plopped", and he fell to his knees directly under this terrifying pressure.

He stared blankly at the picture in front of him, which was beyond his cognition, his Adam's apple stirred, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

In the air that seemed to have froze, a voice slowly sounded.

"This trick.. What is it called? ”

Liao Yu slowly turned his head with a sluggish expression, and he saw that the young man standing under the true meaning of the majestic elephant man had raised his face.

His eyes were scorching, and his handsome face was floating with an inexplicable look.

Liao Yu subconsciously replied: "Lonely and desperate." ”

"Not good."

Lu Yuan slowly held the spear in his palm, narrowed his eyes, and said word by word: "It should be called the first to seize people!" ”

"I'll learn this trick from Mr. Liao."

Good brother salted fish new book, thief good-looking. Title of the book, "Shadow Crown"

Introduction: The gods play against each other, and all beings are chess.

All of humanity was forced to get involved in a war between the high-dimensional gods and was reduced to being conquered by the gods

Summoning the game pieces

Su Nian thought that he would not be able to escape the fate of becoming a pawn of the gods, until

When the day came when he was 18 years old, he set foot on the gods for the first time as a conscripted warrior

battlefield, find that there seems to be a little problem with your start.

(End of chapter)