Marvel Superheroes in China

"The weapons used by warriors fighting in different planes must undergo this treatment. They cannot reflect light, nor can they be too bright. Otherwise, during a sneak attack, they may expose the target."

"We will create an effect that will not reflect any light, even under strong flashlight beams or sunlight and moonlight. It will be like a withered branch or a fallen leaf, blending seamlessly into nature."

Qin Wu took a deep breath and nodded eagerly, "I understand, senior."

As he spoke, Qin Wu didn't even look at Wang Jindou; his eyes were fixed intently on his Five Elements Spear. That's mine!

He was so eager to grab it that he wished he could take it out right now to kill a couple of people for fun.

After a moment, having wiped away all the stains, Wang Jindou sat there and sighed softly:

"A magnificent work of art, Qin Wu, cherish it well. It was tempered with your blood, destined to live only by drinking human blood. I've heard of you, a martial arts fanatic, aren't you? That's why you deserve me to create a weapon specifically for bloodlust. Go forth and fight across dimensions. To kill one is a sin, to slaughter ten thousand is heroism. Slaughter all living beings, and you will be a god!"

hiss--

Qin Wu took a deep breath, feeling his blood surging, and a crazy killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know whether he was influenced by the gun or by Wang Jindou's words.

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Even someone as free-spirited as Wu Huida was speechless at this moment, not daring to breathe too loudly.

Suddenly, Wang Jindou roared:

"Qin Wu's Five Elements Spear, the spear is complete."

"The gun is two meters long."

"The gun weighs 240 jin and 3.2 liang!"

"Qin Wu, take the weapon."

Upon hearing this, Qin Wu was immediately jolted and strode forward to take the gun with both hands.

As soon as he got his hands on the gun, Qin Wu seemed to hear a faint 'hum' resonance.

It feels heavy and substantial in hand, with a great feel to it.

At that moment, Qin Wu suddenly felt as if he... wanted to kill someone!

"Woo—"

With a light dance, a deep yet terrifying sound of wind breaking through the air arose, as if the air itself was being torn apart. And yet, he hadn't exerted any force at all.

"What a weapon!"

Qin Wu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Wang Jindou said with a smile, "No, we're good partners."

"Yes, good partner."

Qin Wu was overjoyed and began wildly brandishing his weapon, feeling its weight and everything around him.

As he danced, Qin Wu moved toward the door, whether consciously or unconsciously.

At this moment, Wang Jindou lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said with a smile, "...10 billion, who among you will hand over the money?"

The moment the words fell.

With a 'whoosh', Qin Wu transformed into a wisp of green smoke and vanished from the courtyard. As soon as he emerged, he unleashed a powerful roar across the entire underground space:

"Qin Wu of Chuncheng, I am grateful to Chen Baima, the Western Garrison Commander, for funding the forging of the Five Elements Spear for me. I will never forget your kindness."

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire underground space erupted in commotion, with many people frowning slightly. "Damn, what kind of manners are they? Why are they yelling and shouting like that?"

At that moment, in the courtyard, Wu Huida, who was about to run away the instant Qin Wu disappeared, froze on the spot. Qin Wu's voice, booming like thunder, resounded throughout the underground space, and his old face instantly turned a deep purple.

You son of a bitch, Qin Wu! Don't you have any shame?!

Chen Baima never said that! He didn't!

Now that you've yelled like that, everyone knows Chen Baima paid for your money. Even if Chen Baima didn't want to, he'd have to, right? Otherwise, how could he save face? He's not as shameless as you.

But the problem is... Chen Bai didn't give me any money when he came. Qin Wu, you're a god!

He lifted one foot, placing it outside (Li's) threshold and the other inside. Wu Huida turned back with a wry smile to look at Wang Jindou, who was holding a cigarette in one hand and a whip in the other, smiling at her. Wu Huida shuddered, knowing in her heart that she had run too slow…

If he took another step forward, Wang Jindou, a master of internal energy, would come at him with a whip.

Woo woo woo.

Wang Jindou repeated, "Hmm? Go and pay the money."

Wu Huida said with a sob in her voice, "Chen Baima didn't say he wanted a weapon..."

Wang Jindou said calmly, "I don't care. You all came together, so someone has to pay the bill, right? It's his skill that he ran away, but you didn't, did you? One, two..."

The countdown has begun!

With a sob in her voice, Wu Hui said, "Okay, then... then I'll lend him... lend him one million?"

There was a ‘pop’ sound.

A whip lashed out at Wu Huida's feet, and instantly, a crack appeared in the ground.

hiss--

Wu Huida shuddered in fright, her face turning pale.

He roared inwardly: Qin Wu, I will kill your whole family!

Chapter 140: Zhenjing

Qin Wu neither knew nor wanted to know how Wu Huida ended up.

At this moment, he had already taken his Five Elements Spear, left the capital, and boarded a plane back to Chuncheng.

Regardless of whether Wu Huida wanted to hunt him down, Qin Wu felt it didn't matter anymore. As long as Wu Huida dared to come to Chunshan, he could just use him to test his gun.

Speechless all the way.

Upon returning to Chuncheng, Qin Wu immediately plunged into the dense forest behind Chunshan Mountain.

"Starting today, I'm going to practice shooting. I must regain my marksmanship skills from my past life..."

Standing in the grove, Qin Wu murmured to himself, took off his coat, and stood there wearing only a pair of shorts.

As the saying goes, a stick for a month, a knife for a year, and a gun for a lifetime.

Practicing spearmanship cannot be rushed; it must begin with the most basic stance and stance. Even though Qin Wu was a master of spearmanship in his previous life, in this life, his muscles and memories have been depleted from long-term exposure to the spear. He must start from scratch.

hiss--

Take a deep breath of 150 air, like a whale sucking in water, or a tiger swallowing the world.

Qin Wu grabbed the butt of the two-meter-long spear with his right hand, took a step forward with his left foot with a calm expression, and squatted down slightly.

At the same time, his left hand also grabbed the butt of the gun.

He gripped the butt of the gun with both hands, and stood there in a perfectly straight half-squat position.

This is a Xingyi spear stance!

If all techniques originate from the Three-Body Stance, then spear techniques originate from the spear post.

Whether you're a good marksman or not depends on how long you stand on the target.

A two-meter-long spear, weighing over 200 kilograms. Most people couldn't even lift it, let alone just grab the butt...

Under this lever principle, it takes at least ten times the force to grab the spear by just an inch of its tail.

In this posture, Qin Wu gradually closed his eyes, his whole body remaining motionless like a stone or wooden sculpture.

hiss--

call--

Inhale like a whale sucking in water. Exhale like a tiger roaring through the mountains.

The unique breathing technique used in the Three-Body Stance was now being employed. At this moment, Qin Wu sensed that his spirit was gradually merging with the spear…

In his world, at this moment he could only feel the presence of the wind and the gun in his hand.

Qin Wu himself knew that there were three levels of standing on the spear stance.

The first level is to eliminate distracting thoughts and only perceive the presence of the gun in one's mind. For an ordinary martial artist, it would take at least a year to achieve this level.

The second stage is when you can't feel your own existence, nor the gun's. You've cast aside all distractions, your mind is completely clear, you don't want anything, but the slightest disturbance will immediately wake you up.

The third stage is when you can again sense the gun's presence. At this point, you can feel that the gun in your hand is alive; you can perceive its emotions, including joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Although these are only subjective, conscious emotions, this is essentially close to achieving mastery of marksmanship.

The fourth stage is when the gun seems to become a part of your body. Like an insect's antennae, it's even more sensitive than your own body. When the wind blows, you can feel its strength and direction through the gun. When a mosquito lands on it, you can sense whether it's male or female, and how many legs it has.

And at this point, you have already grasped the essence.

Legend has it that above the realm of subtlety lies an even more terrifying realm—the realm of elusiveness.

(cccc) Legend has it that those who have mastered spear techniques beyond the initial stage and entered the realm of the ultimate. Imagine two ants, a male and a female, standing on the shaft of a spear. If you tremble your hand, the spear remains still, but the force can still be transmitted through the shaft.

It's said that the shock kills the female ant, but it won't harm the male ant in the slightest.