Shake your hands, shoot!

Thunder, as fast as the wind!

At that moment, it seemed that there was no longer a zài, and in this world, there was only a corner of space left, a goal.

Anything else, nothing matters.

The gun, like a dragon breaking through the water, was as fast as lightning, targeting the opponent's entire body, flying out, and suddenly retracting, and in the next moment, a new offensive was launched again!

The tip of the gun, the cold light flickered, and the sharpness was compelling!

Spear flowers burst out in the air one after another, like fireworks, like starlight.

A long and narrow dragon head, glowing with golden light, solidifies into a virtual illusion at the tip of the spear, and unleashes a powerful attack as the spear floats!

Weak when retreating;

Advance strong!

The whole gun, in Wen Bin's series of aggressive attacks, was like a living thing, constantly emitting a sound or a clear joy, or a low dragon groan, so that every moment of the young man's attack was like divine help, not only in terms of attack speed, it naturally entered a 'blessed state', but also in terms of strength and sensitivity, it was also extraordinarily powerful and flexible!

Unconsciously, his own ability has been strengthened in a certain way......

A gun has a soul, just like a sword has a spirit, and a sword has a spirit!

They don't even need to be manipulated by their masters, they automatically increase their own attack by a certain amount of time when they enter a state of battle, and depending on the strength of their spirits, souls, and spirits.

It's like the 'Hidden Dragon Lance', in which the soul can be cultivated into a human form, which is really rare, and its strength is far from being comparable to ordinary psychic weapons.

So much so that Wen Bin jumped and stepped forward, shaking his hands or picking, or stabbing, or entanglement, or intercepting...... In a series of sharp and bright attacks, the table shows excellent momentum, giving people a sense of 'momentum like a bamboo' and 'invincible'.

It's amazing!

Everyone next to him sighed secretly.

And in reality?

After the initial storm-like explosion, everyone's eyes quickly shifted from the 'abuser' of the 'storm' to the 'dissolver' who 'withstood the surging attack'.

It's like spring breeze and rain.

It gives people the feeling that the storm certainly has the momentum of turbulent thunder, but the old man in front of him is like spring mud, with the magical power to contain all things, dissolve a qiē disturbance, and break any fierce attack.

Such a powerful, violent attack, hitting out, is like dripping into the sea, and it is so lightly dissolved by a strange move of 'tolerance is great'......

Yes, it's 'light yìdi'.

The old man's movements are so skillful, so calm, as if he is confident, one move at a time, as if it is easy to come by, and it is not difficult at all.

Juxtaposed with Wen Bin's all-out posture, which is higher and which is lower, which is stronger and which is weak, in the eyes of everyone next to him, it is all in sight at once.

Soldiers are coming.

The water comes to cover the earth.

You hand over a move,

I'll make a move.

You go further,

I'll give you a step.

Relaxed, extremely comfortable, as if strolling in the courtyard, and as if at ease with the encounter.

So indifferent, so graceful, so soft!

Extremely soft, enough to overcome rigidity.

All the onlookers on the side were dumbfounded for a while.

The attack, dense as a torrential rain, in a screen of splattering guns, dazzling, almost caught off guard, and the defense, so dripping, calm, and indifferent, like a lonely hermit with a lofty artistic conception, with flowers at hand, drinking alone under the moon.

Strong.

Too strong!

This old man is really too powerful!

Wen Bin never imagined that he, as the 'attacker', would have a terrifying sense of fear in his heart because of the opponent's 'soft and invisible' offensive resolution technique. ...,

Can't beat him......

No matter how he changes, no matter how hard he tries, he can't beat him!

Obviously, he was within walking distance of the tip of his spear, but that feeling was like the end of the world that could not be crossed.

You can see it, but you can't hit it.

He couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes!

What a terrible frustration!

Wen Bin only felt that he was enveloped by an invisible, incomparably powerful force.

It's obvious that he is attacking, but in fact, it feels as if he is entangled by him and led by him for a long time!

How so?

Why is this happening?

Wen Bin is still too young, he has not experienced it, so far, he only feels depressed in his chest, and he can't vent it, and he is uncomfortable.

I can't hit it!

No matter what, you can't hit it!

What the hell am I doing?

It's like a clown to be toyed with!

"It's normal. When he was impetuous, unable to control himself, he heard the teacher's bland and impermanent voice in his heart: "Don't you look at what kind of masters your opponents are?" 'Immortal Realm: Third Order'! Do you think this is just six words? It contains the hardships of 100,000 years of cultivation, and it has taken all kinds of difficulties to reach this realm, so why can't you play with a fledgling new tender to applaud?"

"At first, I didn't stop you, I just hope that through this matter, in order for you to also understand a 'there is a heaven outside the sky, there are people outside the people', don't get carried away because of your good talent and qualifications, and you must also have a 'sense of awe' in everything, so that you will not be arrogant and self-sufficient, understand?"

“......”

Wen Bin was silent, and for a long time, he said 'um' in his heart.

On that handsome, young face, a little remorse of embarrassment gradually emerged.

Young people, a little arrogant, nothing, but if you don't know what to do, it's called 'self-inflicted humiliation'.

What the teacher said, Wen Bin understood in his heart.

He just didn't see the depth of the other party clearly at first, and only then did he fall into the quagmire and couldn't extricate himself.

Although this preaching was harsh, but because of his teacher's position, Haotian couldn't bear to keep watching his children being played with so completely without resistance, he paused for a moment, and persuaded with good words: "Okay, that's it, let's end it." ”

"Yes. ”

Hearing the teacher's instructions, Wen Bin only felt relieved.

He has lost the will to fight, and it is useless to continue.

He is not an arrogant and ignorant person, so he naturally knows what it means to 'do what he can'.

He just didn't understand that he didn't recruit him or provoke him, why did this old man have to get along with him everywhere?

Isn't it excessive!

From the beginning of the competition, until now, the two have walked back and forth at least seven or eight times around the field, Wen Bin has the intention to restrain himself, although the offensive in his hands is continuous, but the whole person has quietly retreated step by step.

In the end, he is young and vigorous, and he is unwilling to stop like this.

He'd love to give it a try......

At this time, he retreated step by step, and was gradually approaching the flower garden behind him, and he was already very close to the big water tank.

On top of the water tank, there is a wooden plank diagonally, and on the wooden board, the water scoop is placed.

In the water scoop, there was no water, and I don't know if it was because the little boy was diligent, but when I looked at it again, I found that it was now filled with half a spoonful of water.

What a chance!

Wen Bin was overjoyed in his heart, and in a hurry, he shook his hand and stabbed at the old man's face door three times in a row!

These three shots in a row, like a tiger's momentum, came violently, even the old man, and had to retreat backwards.

Immediately, Wen Bin jumped back, grabbed the water scoop on the water tank, shook his hand and splashed it on the old man who was following him...,

At that time, the distance between the two was only a foot away!

The old man chased after him in a hurry, but he couldn't stop at once against the water curtain that was rushing down.

If you can't stop, you can't stop.

He went castrate, and even broke the water curtain with a gun and attacked head-on!

Whoop Whoop -

In an instant, Wen Bin saw a field of guns flickering in front of him, which was brilliant and abnormal!

Between the lightning and flint, people are about to be killed!

A sharp spear, with a trembling humming sound, stopped at his throat.

On the other hand, the old man was unharmed, and he broke the water curtain all the way, but he didn't get a drop of water!

On the ground, the left and right splashes of water, and the old man in the middle stepped on a piece of foot, which turned out to be dry!

Wen Bin froze in surprise.

It's amazing!

If you were to change yourself, you wouldn't be able to do it anyway.

Not only him, but even everyone who was watching from the sidelines couldn't help but hold their breath and stare widely, shocked by the scene in front of them!

Gun dance dragon snake, dripping water!

What a supreme realm!

This, this, this, is really unbelievable!

“...... served. Wen Bin smiled bitterly, put away his posture, and said sincerely.

He was only the cultivation of the early stage of the 'Immortal Realm, Seventh Order', and he lost to an old man who had been cultivating for 100,000 years and had reached the 'Immortal Realm, Third Order', which was normal.

There is no shame.

"Know how to be measured, know how to advance and retreat, boy, it's very good. The old man smiled slightly, and took back the spear 'Sou Shen' that was against Wen Bin's throat.

Wen Bin pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, lowered his head slightly, stepped forward, and respectfully returned the 'Hidden Dragon' gun with both hands.

The old man was not in a hurry to reach out to pick it up, but carefully looked Wen Bin up and down, and said suspiciously: "Your cultivation is not yet the 'Immortal Pill Realm'?"

“...... Be. "This question is very embarrassing!

"Do you like guns?" the old man did not show any disdain in his eyes, he nodded lightly, and asked again.

“...... I came here for a good friend of mine. Wen Bin hesitated for a moment, but still insisted on telling the truth: "Actually, I don't practice guns, I practice knives, and the reason why I still know a little bit of gun routines and skills is just because between me and her, childhood sweethearts, have been exposed to it since childhood." ”

"Oh?" When the old man heard this, he was very interested, and said strangely: "I see that you are skilled in kung fu, and I wanted to give you a try, so then, that friend of yours, his cultivation is not bad, since he loves guns, why didn't he come in person?"

"Uh," Wen Bin was embarrassed, "She only has a cultivation level of around the 'Immortal Realm Eighth Order'...... I can't get in for the time being......"

"Immortal Realm: Eighth Order?!"

In the old man's eyes, a blazing light suddenly bloomed!