Chapter Forty-Six: Partial General!

The spear was slapped away with a palm, and a powerful force was transmitted from the spear, which shocked Sun Cheng's hands a little numb.

Master of the Mysterious Realm! Nangong Feihong is definitely a master of the Xuan Realm!

The spear was slapped away with a palm, and the power was so great that Sun Cheng could not continue to control the spear in a short period of time, Sun Cheng immediately raised his hand, and the true qi in his body gathered in his hand, and he punched Nangong Feihong's chest.

As Sun Cheng made his move, the true qi on his fist faintly turned into a silver tiger head, and the people watching the battle around felt a vicious wind blowing in their faces, and a deafening tiger roar sounded faintly, and the people watching the battle around all showed shocked expressions.

"Good time!" Nangong Feihong's face was even more joyful.

As soon as he raised his hand, the red true yuan in his hand gathered, and one red and one silver collided with one palm and one fist, and the tiger head in Sun Cheng's hand immediately collapsed, and a strong force swept out, and Sun Cheng took seven or eight steps backwards to stabilize his body.

"Okay, your one shot and one punch, under Tongxuan, is enough to be dominant, in the future, I, the first congenital master of the Zhennan Army, will be Brother Sun!" Nangong Feihong said with a happy face.

"It's not as good as the general's martial arts!" Sun Cheng said with a serious face.

"Haha, come again!" Nangong Feihong beckoned to Sun Cheng.

"Good!"

Sun Cheng's gaze became focused, the true qi around his body surged, and the spear in his hand also rippled with silver true yuan. Nangong Feihong is certainly strong, but he Sun Cheng is not a vegetarian, and the tactics in the army are weapons first.

There are weapons and there are no weapons, the strength is not the same, the spear in Sun Cheng's hand is a thousand forging soldiers, and it is also a three-thousand forging weapon, which is a great blessing for the strength of the warrior!

Nangong Feihong himself said that if he can force him to take a weapon, he is the position of a general, how to say it, Sun Cheng also needs to fight for it!

The true element on the spear converged, and the silver light flashed on the tip of the spear, and the already sharp tip of the spear became sharper with the blessing of the silver true element.

Sun Cheng held the gun in both hands, and with a stride, the spear in his hand swept across, and the sharp tip of the spear slashed towards Nangong Feihong's neck like a sharp sword.

Nangong Feihong's face remained unchanged, he raised a palm and slapped it, and the blood-colored true yuan in his hand converged, obviously wanting to use a pair of fleshy palms to directly block Sun Cheng's sharp spear tip!

Bang, the spear was steadily blocked by Nangong Feihong, and the spear was directly slapped aside, but Nangong Feihong's face changed, and he looked at Sun Cheng's spear with some surprise, and at this time, in Nangong Feihong's hand, there was already a blood mark!

The wound is not deep, it is just a little bit of skin, but this also makes Nangong Feihong extremely surprised, Zhenyuan and Zhenqi are not the same thing, with Zhenyuan to protect the body, Sun Cheng even left a wound on his hand.

"Thousand Forging Soldiers!"

"The general has a good eye, this gun is a weapon given by my master when I leave, and my master gave me a weapon, hoping that I can inherit his will and sweep away the enemy for my Dayan!"

"Oh, who is the Commander?" As soon as he heard this, Nangong Feihong immediately asked.

"Before leaving, the family teacher instructed him not to pass on his name, and asked the general to forgive him!" Sun Cheng spoke again.

A mysterious master, that is, the origin of the discussion between Sun Cheng and Du Kun, the martial arts of the two are all martial arts in the army, and they also have a certain understanding of the book of war, either they are officers who have risen from the bottom of the army, or they are from a family of military generals, and besides, there is a master born as a military general.

Except for these three, nothing can explain the martial arts of the two of them. The family of military generals is naturally no play, and there is no possibility for low-level officers, so there is only one way left for the general's master.

It has been more than 200 years since Dayan was founded, and there have been countless wars, as well as partisan rivalries, princes seizing successions, and other battles in the court. As long as you don't say it, someone will naturally deduce a reasonable master.

Nangong Feihong's heart suddenly dawned, it turned out to be like this, there are countless veterans who have lost political affairs over the years, and Yanshan is the favorite place for many veterans, and there are naturally many who are willing to teach their disciples.

"I see, Brother Sun, let's go on, let me see Brother Sun's marksmanship!"

"Good!"

Sun Cheng raised his hand, and the spear in his hand instantly poked out like a silver snake, attacking Nangong Feihong with the tip of the spear.

The palm of his hand can't stop a sharp spear, let alone anything else. The first step in the cultivation of martial artists starts with boxing, and practicing boxing is a pair of fleshy palms, which is naturally much stronger than other places.

Moreover, there are many meridians on the palm, and the true element that can be gathered is also the strongest, and the palm can't block it, and it is even more difficult to block it in other places.

As Nangong Feihong flashed, Sun Cheng's eyes lit up instantly, and the spear in his hand turned, and the spear was as flexible as a silver spirit snake, attacking Nangong Feihong.

Sun Cheng took his marksmanship to the extreme, and those who attacked Nangong Feihong were all one-foot-long spear tips, forcing Nangong Feihong to dodge constantly, and he had the posture to suppress Nangong Feihong!

The spear flew on the field, and Nangong Feihong's figure was like a vigorous tiger, always dodging Sun Cheng's spear by a fraction of a millimeter, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had already passed a hundred moves.

Nangong Feihong touched Sun Cheng's strength almost enough, and immediately dodged, bypassing the attack range of the spear, and slapped his palm on the barrel of the spear, slapping the spear away.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person turned into a phantom, and gently slapped Sun Cheng's chest with one palm, knocking Sun Cheng back three or four meters in a row.

"Shogun Kamui!" Sun Cheng, who was repulsed, stabilized his body and immediately hugged his fists.

"Brother Sun's strength is also very strong, he is the strongest person recruited in March so far, except for me and the pioneer general, in the entire Zhennan Army, Brother Sun is the strongest!" Nangong Feihong said with a smile.

"Let's go, Brother Sun, let's go inside and talk!" Nangong Feihong walked into the tent first.

Sun Cheng also followed into the tent.

"Brother Sun, do you know the art of war?" Nangong Feihong asked expectantly.

"Back to the general, I understand a little!" Sun Cheng looked at Nangong Feihong confidently.

"How······?"

Next, Nangong Feihong asked a series of questions about the art of war, including how to train troops in peacetime, how to command the soldiers under his command, how to march in wartime, what to do in case of accidents, how to set up camp, how to arrange sentry posts, how to command soldiers when the army is fighting, and a series of questions.

Sun Cheng, a partial general who has participated in several wars, immediately answered them one by one, these basic knowledge can be called perfect, and even the methods of training and governing the army gave Nangong Feihong a surprise, and some of them even he didn't expect.

"Okay, today I have picked up a treasure, martial arts, the art of war is proficient in everything, not to mention anything else, just Chong Brother Sun's ability, this general's position, I will give it to you!"

"Sun Cheng, from today onwards, you will be the fourth rank general of my Zhennan Army!" Nangong Feihong shouted loudly.

"Thank you, General!" Sun Cheng was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, and he hugged his fists and saluted.