You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 15 Hiding the Weapon
On the fourth day at Site No. 8, the small room was silent from the sound of gunfire. Liu Ziri's flexible gun tip, like a dragon, danced in Jiang Qiu's eyes. He put his left hand in his pocket and held the gun with his right hand, his hair on his forehead whirring from time to time.

While observing, he glanced over and saw Wang Guanjia sitting on a bench by the side, holding a spear. His face was gloomy, and he had his hands in his pockets like himself, and was not practicing with spear.

Hu Yeye arrived slowly and lingered in the corner with her lips pursed, the tip of her gun rising and falling. She glanced around and finally put the gun in her pocket, curled her lips and tilted her head to look at the ceiling.

Click.

The moment the glass door opened, the sound of Liu Ziri's gun cutting through the air suddenly stopped. Hu Yeye smiled, Wang Guanjia stood up and walked forward, and in the blink of an eye, he had dozens of red Xia coins in his hand.

"Teacher, compensation for the tiles."

"Okay, that's it." Wu Shan weighed the fine-textured banknotes and glanced at the other people with different expressions: "You and Jiang Qiu stand in the left half, and the two female classmates stand in the right half."

The moment the banknotes were held in his palm, the matter of the tiles was forgotten. Jiang Qiu loosened a small roll of crumpled banknotes in his pocket and slowly pulled out his left hand.

He picked up his gun and walked towards the open space on the left, just meeting the sight of Wang Guanjia, just like a hidden dragon meeting a strange tiger, the intention of fighting was like the wind blowing fire.

At this point, the four of them formed pairs, just men and women, each occupying half of the small room, holding their spears and confronting each other in silence.

"I have already taught you all the ancient spear techniques, and I have also explained the essentials for getting started," Wu Shan stood at the center of the small room, his back to the glass door, his right eye with a frown on his face scanning everyone, "What you need to do next is to practice against each other, fight with all your might, get familiar with the actual combat feeling of the ancient spear techniques, and comprehend the bright and dark forces!
Wang Guanjia and Jiang Qiu are fighting, Liu Ziri and Hu Yeye are fighting, and as long as I don’t shout to stop, they won’t stop even if they bleed!
understand? "

As soon as the words fell, Yu Jiangqiu's heart was moved slightly like a willow leaf floating on the water. He clenched the spear shaft at his waist with both hands, and stared at the crown armor that was also tied to his waist five steps away. The spear tip faced the spear tip, and their eyes met.

The second time he fought with Wang Guanjia, he still had his eyes wide open, his forearm muscles bulging, and the tip of his spear slightly tilted, just like during the level test.

It was as if he had never been defeated by himself.

"The sparring begins!"

As the shouting sounded like the vibration of a bronze bell, the sharp tip of the spear pierced Jiang Qiu's chest with a stabbing sound. The force was fiercer than ever before, like a lone boat sailing against the waves in a river. The whistling cold wind lifted the corners of Jiang Qiu's sleeves and collar, and his pupils trembled.

The tip of the gun was able to penetrate armor!
啃！
The spear that was powerful enough to penetrate the iron armor was deflected by the spear. Wang Guanjia's heartbeat suddenly sped up by half a beat. He twisted his waist and shook the spear shaft. The meridians in his body were pulled with one force, and condensed into a taut string!

The gun barrels collided with each other with a loud bang. I thought it was like the collision of bronze bells, a mighty and powerful contest of hidden strength!
But I never thought that I felt like a string of a guitar being plucked by a big hand, vibrating my muscles like waves!

Wang Guanjia retreated three steps, his pupils dizzy.

Why is it that after using the hidden power, all the strength seems to be lost in the sea? !

How much of the hidden power did he comprehend in just a few days!

Bang, bang, bang—

The sound of weapons clashing continued, and beads of sweat the size of beans flew out from the tip of Wang Guanjia's cheeks. His dark pupils became increasingly cloudy, and his hands began to tremble unconsciously.

Every thrust was blocked, every slash just missed the collar, two steps forward, two steps back, the distance between the two was always kept in a dangerous but not fatal state. During the level test, I still had a certain degree of suppression, but after just four days, I was unable to fight back under Jiang Qiu's gun, and my defeat was like a sick tiger with broken bones.

If both he and his opponent put all their efforts into a life-and-death battle, it might end up like the last battle two years ago before he was assigned to Class 8 - a miserable defeat to Li Juefeng!
As soon as he thought of this, the boiling fire in his chest suddenly died down in the cold wind, and the figure of the gun-wielding boy reflected in his pupils suddenly became as quiet as a young dragon crawling in the abyss.

Having lost to Li Juefeng two years ago, is he going to lose to Jiang Qiu now?
No.

My talent exceeds that of the strongest players in the seven venues, and my potential should be second only to two people when I enter the eighth middle school.

For two years, he learned ancient martial arts spear techniques from his father after school and practiced three points of hidden power. After the proficiency test, he even realized that the tip of the spear could pierce armor.

If you get another portion of Wu Su Xiang, you can train to bronze skin. If the resources are not sufficient, what is Xie Kuang?
Not everyone is Li Juefeng, and I won’t be so embarrassed anymore!
hum-

The gun barrels collided again. Wang Guanjia gritted his teeth and gripped the gun barrel that was almost about to jump out. His engorged arms pulled up all the muscles in his body!
The hidden force suddenly burst out, surpassing all previous confrontations, and shocked Jiang Qiu's iron-black spear and pushed it back!
Snapped.

The gun barrel that had just bounced off made a circle and came down. After a few rounds, Wang Guanjia was beaten back again, sweating profusely and panting.

"Humph, are you playing house like kids? Why are you practicing with a gun when you don't have any murderous intent at all!" Wu Shan stood with his arms folded, the seam between his left eyes expanding and contracting again, the dark flesh inside seemed to be trying to break free from the stitches, and the bloodshot in his right eye was throbbing: "I tell you, the distribution of Wu Suxiang is decided by me, not you!
If you keep on being so cautious, not only will you not have the chance to be assigned to Wu Suxiang this month, but you won’t be able to get assigned to her for the next two months either. You’ll end up feeding monsters during the college entrance exams!

So as not to waste resources!"

The saliva was like rain, the sound was like thunder, and the sound of weapons clashing was like birds startled by thunder, chirping incessantly!
In a small room of half a hundred square meters, there were five people and four guns. Their staggered footsteps made the tiles tremble, and the flashing cold light made the walls turn pale!
chap——

The sharp tip of the gun pierced into the flesh, causing a sharp scream as clear as a broken mirror: "Your mother is dead--Liu Zili!"

Hu Yeye's face was ferocious, her red lips were tightly clenched, blood suddenly squeezed out of a three-inch long crack on her forearm, and she clenched the spear tightly and charged towards the cold and silent Liu Ziri.

The sound of gunfire swept through the small room like crazy. Wu Shan, who was watching from the side, stood there calmly. His heaving chest calmed down and his gaze turned to the other side.

His right eyebrow pressed down on his eye socket, and his pupil seemed to squeeze out turbid liquid. The increasingly fierce collision between Wang Guanjia and Jiang Qiu was reflected here.

Two years ago, Wang Guanjia, who was born in an ordinary family, dared to challenge Li Juefeng, but now he is not as good as Xie Kuang.

Jiang Qiu, who was born in a shantytown, dared to challenge Wang Guanjia four days ago, but now he is actually better than him in marksmanship.

I didn't expect that such a character could emerge from a dirty and dilapidated place like a shantytown.

If he was born in a civilian area, he would have been qualified as an outstanding student two years ago and received two Wusuxiang every month. He should not be much worse than Li Juefeng now.
Thinking of this, Wu Shan's mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of uncertainty flashed in his eyes.

He is indeed gifted, taciturn, and has great potential, so he is destined to have a bright future.

But you had to expose my secrets in front of Mr. Zhao. It's really annoying.
(End of this chapter)