Teng Yongfan was also a little annoyed and said: "Weapons are the most difficult to practice, Qingshan, why are you so stubborn?"

"Daddy, Grandpa. ”

Teng Qingshan said with a smile, "Actually, since I was a child, I was quite envious when I saw my uncles and uncles practicing martial arts and practicing spears. So when my father and mother were not at home, I used a wooden stick as a spear, and I have been playing for two or three years, and I like to use spears very much, and my marksmanship is no worse than that of my uncles and uncles. ”

Looking at Teng Qingshan's expression, everyone in the room laughed.

Can a child's words be taken seriously?

"Haha...... Qingshan, children don't learn to brag!" Teng Yongxiang said with a smile, "Your uncles and uncles, who have not practiced guns for more than ten years, and have a solid foundation, which one of you can compare." "Although the men in Tengjiazhuang are not masters of marksmanship, they have practiced for more than ten or twenty years, and they should not be underestimated.

Teng Yongfan next to him laughed and said: "So that's the case, no wonder your mother said that you are often at home alone, and you lock the courtyard door, it turns out that you are practicing marksmanship." It's because I'm afraid that we will see and make fun of it, so I haven't revealed it. ”

The children like to play, but Teng Qingshan often stays at home, which has actually attracted the attention of Teng Yongfan and Yuan Lan.

It's just that they didn't say much.

"If you don't believe me, look at my marksmanship. Teng Qingshan said that he had no other way, and he could only do this to get the elders to agree to him learning marksmanship. In fact, at home, he is practicing Xingyi boxing, and he has never practiced marksmanship at all.

"Okay, let's see how good you are at Qingshan. Teng Yunlong laughed, "Let's go, go to the weapons storehouse." ”

A group of people left Teng Qingshan's residence.

The armory is a tall and empty house built of pure bluestone, the room is nearly two zhang high, four zhang wide, and the length is ten zhang.

"Patriarch!" The door of the armory is guarded by clansmen.

"Open the door. Teng Yunlong commanded.

Seeing the two tall iron doors open suddenly, Teng Yunlong looked at Teng Qingshan with a smile: "Xiao Qingshan, go, go and choose a spear you like first, I want to see how powerful you are." Saying that, Teng Yunlong and a large number of other people, including Teng Qingshan, also walked into the armory.

"Wow!" Xiao Qingyu, who was in Yuan Lan's arms, looked around in surprise.

The floor of the armory is paved with bluestone, and there are weapons hanging on the walls, such as heavy axes, nine-section maces, thick-backed machetes, huge shields, bows and arrows...... Long sticks, long and short, wooden or iron, are placed against the wall, and the strange thing is.

Not a single spear!

In the depths of the armory, there were large iron boxes, each of which was only four feet long and wide, and it was impossible to place a spear.

"Where's the gun?" Teng Qingshan looked at his grandfather Teng Yunlong suspiciously.

"Aren't those?" Teng Yunlong said with a smile as he pointed to the various long sticks placed against the wall, "Qingshan, these are the barrels of guns! You go and choose a gun shaft, and I'll pick the right tip for you. ”

Teng Qingshan suddenly realized.

"Aoyama is too small, and these guns are too long. Teng Yongfan frowned and said, A six-year-old child dances a spear, there is no such short gun in the clan.

"Qingshan, now that you have little strength, it's best to choose a cork one. Teng Yongfan said, "Among the wooden spears, the cork gun is the lightest, and the head of the gun is only five or six catties." With your strength, you can play it too. Qingshan, what do you choose that one for, it is Qingnanmu, the heaviest one, you can't play it. ”

In the wooden gun barrel in the warehouse of Tengjiazhuang, it is mainly divided into three kinds of green nan wood, ash wood and cork, which are all suitable materials for making gun barrels, and among them, the cork is the lightest, the ash wood is the second, and the green nan wood is the heaviest. Of course, green nanmu is also the best one.

The tenacity is excellent, the barrel of the gun can hide the strength, and a good Qingnan wood barrel generally grows for more than fifty years.

Fortunately, Tengjiazhuang relied on the mountains to find such good materials.

"That's it. Teng Qingshan held the barrel of the Qingnan gun, "Grandpa, help me find the head of the gun." ”

"This one, plus the spear head. It weighs fifteen or sixteen pounds. Teng Yunlong was also worried, "If you want to play the fifteen or sixteen-pound Qingnan gun well, I'm afraid your current strength is not enough." In Teng Yunlong's opinion, although his grandson has a hundred catties of strength, he can freely use a spear of fifteen or sixteen catties, which is probably enough.

"Grandpa, you can help me find the head of the gun. Teng Qingshan didn't say much.

"Well, let you try, and you'll die. Teng Yunlong stepped forward, looked at the mark on the barrel of the gun in Teng Qingshan's hand, and then opened a large iron box, turned over for a while, and took out a gun head. Teng Qingshan saw at a glance that the head of the spear was flattened and buckwheat-shaped, with a high ridge, a thin blade, and a pointed head! There was still a blood groove on the back of the spear head, and if it pierced into the human body, it would probably be a blood hole.

Under the head of the gun, there is also a red tassel.

Teng Qingshan nodded secretly: "This flat spear head can be used for stabbing, splitting, and scratching, and the blood groove can also make the spear head pierce into the human body, and it will not be sucked by the muscles, and there will be no situation where it cannot be pulled out." That red tassel can also prevent the enemy's blood from staining the barrel of the gun, and it is non-slip!" Teng Qingshan judged at a glance that this spear head was already very high in terms of gun-making technology.

"I'll help you connect. Teng Yunlong said, inserting the barrel of the Qingnan gun and the head of the gun together, and knocked it on the ground a few times, and then took out the nail from the side and stuck the nail into it with a hammer.

"Alright. Teng Yunlong smiled and handed over the spear, "This Qingnan spear weighs fifteen catties, about seven feet long, Qingshan, can you use it?"

Compared with the child's height, the gun that is nearly seven feet long (one meter seventy-five) is indeed longer.

"You look good. Teng Qingshan actually can't help it, this gun is a little longer for him, but no matter how short the gun is, it is all cork, Teng Qingshan is too lazy to use the gun barrel that time. With Teng Qingshan's true strength, once he plays with all his strength, I'm afraid Teng Qingshan will be able to break the cork gun.

"Get out of the way. Teng Qingshan said.

Immediately, a large group of people flashed around, but the elders of the clan all had a smile on their faces, obviously, they were all watching this little guy take a deflated.

"Whew!" Teng Qingshan shook one hand, and grabbed the handle of the gun with one hand, and the entire spear was horizontal.

"Good arm strength!" Teng Yunlong and a group of others glared.

To put a fifteen-pound spear, just grasping the end handle, so that the barrel of the gun is straight and not low, this requires extremely strong arm strength.

"This kid was clumsy during the New Year's sacrifice. Teng Yunlong and the others said secretly.

Grabbing the barrel of the gun with one hand, Teng Qingshan felt the 'strength' of this gun, felt it for a moment, and then nodded secretly.

With his left hand stretched out, he grabbed the gun shaft, shook it with his right hand, and lifted it with his left hand. As soon as Teng Qingshan turned around, his hands slipped, and the Qingnan spear easily slashed through a circle, and then slashed at the head.

"Smack!" the spear slammed into the bluestone ground.

Teng Qingshan's eyes were sharp, and he shook the body of the spear with one hand, and then the spear was like lightning, stabbing forward with a 'whoosh'. It even produces a howling sound that pierces the air.

"Grandpa, Dad, Third Grandpa...... Look, how am I doing?" Teng Qingshan turned his head to look at the group of people.

Teng Yunlong, Teng Yongxiang and a group of people couldn't say a word, their eyes were full of shock.

Teng Qingshan played with the spear just now, it was like flowing water, and it looked simple. However, which of Teng Yunlong, Teng Yongxiang, and Teng Yongfan present was not an expert? Which one did not spend decades on spears? They completely saw Teng Qingshan's extraordinary marksmanship.

Just by slipping his hands, Teng Qingshan's height was no longer a restriction on the use of the Qingnan spear.

Just this slip, without years of hard work, it is not good.

Whether it was the split spear or the last stab, it was extremely powerful.

"Genius!" Teng Yunlong muttered.

"Oh my God. Teng Yongxiang was also completely stunned.

This strength can be innate, but this spear skill takes time to sharpen. As the saying goes, 'moon sticks, year knives, and lifetime guns', to play a big gun well, it takes years of hard work to get the basic skills alone, otherwise, it's just an empty shelf. Teng Qingshan's moves are simple, but there is real kung fu in them.

Everyone present could see it clearly.

"Qingshan, my grandson, you are a genius!" Teng Yunlong's eyes lit up, staring at Teng Qingshan, "How can you practice this marksmanship?"

"I, when I'm at home, I just use a wooden stick to play at will. Then secretly learn the marksmanship of the uncles and uncles in the martial arts field. Teng Qingshan had already prepared an excuse, and although the spear skills he had just used were powerful, they were on par with those uncles and uncles.

"Stealing from school? There really is such a genius in the world. Teng Yongfan couldn't help but exclaim.

Although Teng Qingshan's spear skills are still far behind Teng Yongfan and Teng Yongxiang, they are not much different from the ordinary uncles in the clan.

"Grandpa, Dad, you agree with me to practice guns. Teng Qingshan said.

"Of course I agree, Aoyama, you were born for guns. Teng Yunlong said, a six-year-old child has such a gun skill, such a person, it is definitely born to use a gun.

Teng Qingshan smiled.

In fact, practicing gunmanship is the basic skill of Xingyi Boxing! Xingyi Boxing itself is 'gun boxing', whether it is collapse boxing, drill boxing, cannon boxing, horizontal boxing, splitting boxing, all contain gun intent, practice guns to experience the 'Five Elements Boxing', which is the previous life master 'Tenbury' taught.

Although it is said that Teng Qingshan's previous life did not take long in the 'spear technique', after all, he is the master of Xingyi, and once the realm arrives, the spear skill will also rise.

Of course...... Today, Teng Qingshan only showed a little bit of basic skills.

This point that can be revealed has already made the elders of the clan exclaim genius.

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