Chapter 52: The Big Gun

"Dangdang, dang!"

The regular sound of striking iron came from under the hammer, and the handle of the hammer was held by a big hand, and along the hand up, it was Qiao Feng, and Old Man Yang was pointing on the side. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Two days ago.

"Master, after I studied the mental method of this eight-armed fist, I always felt that something was missing from the eight-arm fist?"

"It's true that something is missing, think about it, what is it?"

Qiao Feng pondered for a while, and suddenly remembered that there were weapon names such as bow bending, axe splitting, and crossbow.

"The mental method of the eight-armed fist gives me the feeling that it is a set of methods for using weapons!"

Old Man Yang was surprised for a moment and said, "You're right, the eight-armed fist is originally a soldier's boxing method, and the soldier's boxing method is a boxing method created to better use various weapons. Nowadays, although it will be strong without weapons, it will be stronger with weapons. ”

"Soldier's fist?"

"Yes, the martial arts. ”

"Is that any other way of boxing? ”

"Let me tell you this, more than a thousand years ago, it was an era of a hundred schools of thought, and in order to develop and expand, it was inevitable that there would be fights, so they developed a variety of fighting techniques.

Among them, the soldiers, Taoists and Mohists are the most special, and these three martial arts schools are also the founders of today's martial arts.

Among them, the soldiers' horizontal practice of kung fu and the use of various weapons, the Taoist practice of qi, and the Mohist assassination technique.

To the present day, Confucianism has occupied the imperial court, the military family has been strengthened in the army, the Legalists have formulated laws, the Taoists have occupied the famous rivers and mountains, and the rest of the families have disappeared in the rivers and lakes because of their weakness.

Therefore, the shadow of a hundred schools of thought can often be seen in the rivers and lakes, the Taoist practice of qi is today's internal strength, the soldier's horizontal practice of kung fu is today's external strength, the Mo family's assassination technique, has the greatest impact on the rivers and lakes, he is the source of light skills, footwork, body methods, and swordsmanship. ”

"Then why does Master say that our kung fu is military kung fu. ”

"Nowadays, the hundred schools of kung fu are integrated with each other, but there are some that can be distinguished.

For example, focusing on a certain family, just like the sword god Xie Xiao is a very typical Mojia kung fu, he has been practicing swords since he was a child, and he is familiar with every bit of the advantages and disadvantages, so as to achieve the realm of the unity of man and sword.

As you get older, the more profound the kung fu becomes, this is the Taoist kung fu, the older you get, the stronger you are.

In the early stage, we and Zhao Long belong to the military kung fu, in the early stage, we will focus on external skills and freehand moves, and use the blade to assist in training, and in the later stage, we will focus on exercising the blade kung fu.

Therefore, in the rivers and lakes, you only need to look at it, generally practicing swords since childhood, and the light skills are excellent, then his inheritance is biased towards Mojia kung fu.

Those who are late bloomers and are known for their deep internal strength are obviously based on Taoist kung fu.

Those horizontal kung fu are successful again, and the freehand moves are exquisite, which is obviously military kung fu. ”

"Then master, why don't you use a blade?"

"The old man hasn't practiced kung fu at home yet, how dare he practice the blade, then it's time for you kid to start practicing the blade, think about it, what kind of blade should you use to be handy, and when you have practiced the blade kung fu, the level of the peerless master can also rush. ”

......

"Snort~"

Old Man Yang put the fiery red spear head into the ice water with iron tongs, took it out to observe, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Okay, go and grind it again." ”

Qiao Feng was a little surprised, it was all right so soon?

Old Man Yang looked at Qiao Feng's appearance, and knew what Qiao Feng was thinking, and explained: "Building a spear head is not a sword, the sword itself is fragile, so it is troublesome to build, but the spear head is indeed not so delicate, you and I are both martial artists, one hammer is equivalent to ten hammers for others, such a speed is not very fast." ”

Qiao Feng nodded clearly, it turns out that this is the case! But suddenly remembered a very serious problem, the gun head is not a trouble, but the gun barrel is a big trouble!

"Master, what about the gun, you can't just take a wooden stick and replace it!"

"Don't worry, the old man has a good baby here. ”

With that, Old Man Yang took out a two-meter-and-a-half black wooden stick from the room and threw it to Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng was shocked when he held it, this wood is so heavy, at least more than thirty catties, and the surface touches, there is a layer of metal texture, and after dancing twice, the flexibility is not bad.

"Good stuff!"

"Of course, this is the tree that the old man's grandfather plucked, and the old man's father cut down the tree, took the most suitable part of it, and soaked it in various medicinal herbs, until ten years ago, it absorbed those medicinal herbs, and it has today's appearance, not only is the hardness comparable to steel, but the flexibility is comparable to the bow body. ”

The old man snatched the wooden stick and said to Qiao Feng: "This thing has to be made into a gun, and it has to be picked up, you go and sharpen the gun head first." ”

After speaking, he took out a roll of rope made of Teng Man and wrapped it around the wooden stick, and said while twisting: "This is also a good thing! It can be used to make an inner armor, and it can be done if it is invulnerable." ”

......

After the barrel of the gun was wound with a rope, the old man used an unknown liquid to apply it to it, and soon, after the liquid dried, the barrel of the gun was ready, and the handle of the gun at this time was integrated, dark and deep, with a slight hint of reflection, which looked a little more mysterious.

At this time, Qiao Feng's gun head was also sharpened, and Old Man Yang took the gun head, installed it on the gun barrel, installed a dark red gun tassel at the interface, and took a tiger head brass gun from nowhere and installed it at the other end of the grab rod, just like that, a big gun was freshly baked.

The body of the gun was pitch black, the head of the gun was the width of a palm, a foot long, the tip of the gun flashed with cold light, the dark red tassel fluttered in the wind, and the round tiger head gun with half a fist size looked like a small round hammer head, glowing with a little yellow light.

"Little Joe, let's try it!"

After speaking, Old Man Yang threw the gun towards Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng didn't care about Xiao Qiao's title at this time, grabbed this big gun and held it in his hand, the thickness was just right, the grip was excellent, and it didn't slip or scratch his hands. It's upside down, and the weight is just right. Danced twice, the gun was not very long, and the foot combat was just right.

"Master, it's just right. ”

"It's finally good, I've been tired of the old man for the past two days. ”

Seeing that Qiao Feng wanted to send him, Old Man Yang said again: "No need to send it, the old man has gone to drink tea and play chess, you can practice well here." ”

Qiao Feng didn't shirk it, grabbed the big gun and danced.

"Eight Arms Fist: Bow Curve"

Qiao's body is like a bent bow, the gun in his palm is like a sharp arrow, and between a little cold star, the big gun goes out and in, leaving a "silk" whistling sound.

"Eight Armed Fists: Repeating Crossbows"

The sound of the spring came from Qiao Feng's body, and the gun tassel contracted and expanded rapidly, and the tip of the gun connected the dots, leaving pieces of afterimages, and the sound was terrifying.

"Eight Armed Fists, Axe Splitting Strength"

Qiao Feng jumped high, held the big gun high, slashed down, the wind was loud, the body of the gun was bent into an arc, and then slammed into the ground, click!

......

"Hahahaha!"

Qiao Feng tilted his head and laughed, he could feel that the eight-armed fist was used to make the gun indeed more powerful, without a sense of disobedience, as if it was a set of marksmanship.

Especially dancing with this big gun, the more he practiced, the more familiar he became, Qiao Feng was sure that he who was holding the big gun could completely crush himself who didn't hold the big gun, Qiao Feng's confidence was greatly increased, and he wanted to find Zhao Long to fight to the death.

Finally found Zhao Long's goods, this goods were actually playing hide and seek with the maids, a few maids went to hide in Tibet, Zhao Long was blindfolded, stretched out his hands, and touched everywhere obscenely.