"Grandpa, why do I still have to practice martial arts every day and practice spear style??"
The old man was sitting in the shade, and in the sun was a frowning child who puffed up his cheeks and spoke. His hair was in a crew cut. He looked eight or nine years old. Although he complained, he could already pick up a book. The long and thick wooden stick that only an adult can hold was swinging without stopping.
The old man took a sip of tea and said, "Practice your basic skills of stabbing, swinging, turning, unloading, etc., and then you can go play."
A child's mind is the purest. As soon as he heard this, he intensified his hard work. Three years later, the old man said: "You have reached the level of master. If you continue to practice, you will not be able to go any further. There is not even an inch of room for improvement." No more, just practice some basic skills after getting up every day."
"Okay, Grandpa!"
"This is your master's gift."
The old man took out the combination stick and gave it to his grandson. He touched the little grandson. The love and satisfaction in his eyes could not be hidden. He also absorbed all the mental and external skills of Zi Zi Sect.
Moreover, he has loved studying since he was young, and his mind is more mature than other children. He is better than himself. Unfortunately, it is a peaceful era now. If it were in ancient times, he could have taken his martial arts further!
It's a pity that countries nowadays are also talking about each other, especially the blond foreigner on the other side. If it were during the war, he and other comrades would have killed him long ago as long as the divisional order was given. It's sad that he is cute, peaceful and cherished. In this era, children and grandchildren are blessed with children and grandchildren!
Fortunately, the child retained a chivalrous heart as he grew up. He did not become lawless because he was stronger than others, nor did he hide away because he was too strong. Instead, he did everything possible to break all injustices in his eyes. After all, he has power that others don’t have!
Grandpa is right. He has made rapid progress in the outside world. Sometimes he is a knight in the dark. Although he is not capable of killing people, a lesson is indispensable, but his moral bottom line is after the death of his loved ones. It doesn't matter anymore. Sometimes it may be that the heart doesn't hurt enough and the blood cannot flow out. Then lightning comes from the sky and travels to this world where people can be civilized and martial.
Wu Zai is not the most strange thing in him, nor is he an insatiable ability. It can gain a certain status in this world, and it can also change the world. He is no longer alone!
The gun in his hand and the people he meets will accompany him on the road of life. He doesn't know when he will stop, but he doesn't want to just imagine, but just take action.
He raised his hand and pointed forward and said: "Come on, if you want to fight, let's fight!"
The wind blew around him, and the cloth wrapped around the gun seemed to be taken off by the wind that turned into hands. The gun cloth flowed behind Wei Jing, and the gun tip finally showed its brilliance today.
The air around them became compressed, and the crowd behind the three people in front seemed to have forgotten to breathe. Together, they witnessed the long-silent legend circulating again. The black-black gun barrel was a memory they would remember forever.
The weapons in the hands of the other three people seemed to be unwilling to be outdone, and they automatically screamed! The boy with short hair smiled and said: "If you want to fight, then fight, but no matter what the final result is, we all have to drink a glass of wine afterwards, come on!"
His figure turned into the shadow of the wind and came to Wei Jing. The collision of the sword and the gun produced a powerful airflow! Heaviness was the first tactile sensation that Wei Jing felt. Each weapon spirit also had its own characteristics. We should not judge lightly based on their appearance!
And who knew that the person in front of him also felt the same way? Judging from the appearance of the other person, he should be about the same age as himself, but he didn't expect that his hands were stronger than his own! But he is also fighting for his friend's dream!
"My dream is to become the best general in the world!"
The long-haired child, after a brief interaction with the new short-haired child who arrived today, told his dream, and the other person's eyes flashed with stars and said: "It seems to be a very good thing, but what is it?"
"Well...Beifeng, do you want a lot of delicious food?"
"want!"
"Do you want a tall house?"
"want!"
"Do you want to break away from our status as a slave?"
"want!"
"Do you want a lot of beautiful women around you?"
"want!"
"Then join the army! We will use our bodies to fight and use our strength to create our own path!"
"So in the South China Sea, can we stay in history?"
"Well... your idea is right! We still want to become the best general in the world, and we can pass it on to future generations!"
In this way, the two children have been competing with each other since that day. Although it seems to be playing in the eyes of outsiders, they try their best every time. It should be noted that everyone can do it with all their strength, but they must use it every day. It is very difficult to do something with all your strength.
Wei Jing felt that the opponent's sword blade could press against him again. Although the body of the gun that wanted to enlighten him did not seem to be heavy, it still felt like it in his own hand. Even if it regained a certain amount of weight, it would not necessarily be good for the enemy. bear.
But when it comes to the opponent's body, it should be enough to crack the opponent's tiger's mouth! You must know that before, he always had enough energy to attack, and also slowed down the speed of swinging the gun to the slowest speed to prevent killing other people.
While the short-haired man was attacking hard, the girl with a cold temperament appeared behind Wei Jing, attacking behind with both left and right swords swinging and stabbing at the same time!
Wei Jing thought it was okay to appear behind me, but could he lighten or eliminate the aura, otherwise it would be completely telling others where you were going!
Of course, not everyone has the enlightened range perception and Wei Jing's personal understanding of airflow. At this point, he said back: "No matter how fast you are, you can't disappear into the air!"
"Ding! Ding!"
Two crisp sounds sounded behind Wei Jing. Chengdao's gun cloth formed a wall behind him, a plane that blocked everything. However, the girl did not look panicked. She grunted and continued to attack again, with increased intensity. , the two wanted to use a pincer attack to make Wei Jing surrender.
Those who know how to use weapons must not only possess the strength of strength, but also the strength of softness. Even if Wei Jing's spear is hard on the surface, it also has softness underneath! He used the gun blade to guide the opponent's sword backwards, and at the same time, the enlightened gun cloth also moved out of the way to give the girl the path ahead.
Unable to change her moves, the girl attacked forward, and Wei Jing also brought the short-haired boy's sword. The front and back were in sync, but he was no longer in the middle. The two sides were colliding with each other, and the force of the counterattack was between them. The two of them took a few steps back at the same time.
Wei Jing didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue him. It wasn't that he couldn't do it but that he couldn't do it because the long-haired boy's sword came. His strength wasn't as heavy as the one with short hair, but it wasn't light either. Moreover, he defended and defended very accurately. Attack, the rhythm is very good, it can be seen that he has a lot of experience, but...
Wei Jing kept attacking the dead spots on his body, because he found that the other party seemed to be deliberately avoiding the dead spots on his body. Either the other party had never killed anyone or did not want to kill anyone, but he thought wrong!
The tip of the spear suddenly accelerated, turning into a falling meteor and piercing the opponent's limbs and head. At this time, the opponent did not immediately move sideways, but he underestimated the speed of Wei Jing's gun!
That is a habit that has been developed since childhood. It is not terrible to achieve it. What is terrible is to complete the progress that you have set every day. What is even more terrible is to do it day after day, year after year, and the angle of the hand moves slightly. It was enough to change the direction of the gun tip.
