Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

Su Wanning stood in the shadows at the entrance of the stronghold.

Looking at the menacing-looking members of the Sea Dragon Gang outside the stronghold, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Her gaze slowly returned to Lin Ji, Shen Jinluan, and the older sister who had helped her a lot yesterday, and she couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

She seemed to be scrutinizing Lin Ji's retreating figure, muttering to herself:

"This is the old man whose reputation shook the entire Jiangcheng. He's not as sinister as they say."

Her gaze fell on Shen Jinluan's back again. Looking at that graceful figure, a trace of envy and a strange sense of apology appeared in her eyes.

"I will pass on these two cultivation techniques to you. From now on, you will not be allowed to leave the Sea Dragon Gang for any reason. If I find out that you have any disloyal intentions or use these two cultivation techniques to exchange for money, you know what I, Shen Jinluan, am capable of."

Shen Jinluan spoke in a low voice outside the stronghold, his imposing presence so intimidating that the members of the Sea Dragon Gang dared not raise their heads.

"Yes, Boss."

Everyone echoed in agreement.

Su Wanning remained standing at a distance.

Although my sister said that Shen Jinluan could do whatever she wanted with these two cultivation manuals, they were still the Su family's inheritance for hundreds of years. If they were to be revealed, it would be a loss of face for the Su family.

Now that Shen Jinluan had made this request, she felt a little more at ease.

Outside the base.

Lin Ji explained the key points from both books to everyone.

He didn't finish the whole thing at once.

Human nature cannot withstand the test.

You must hold the cards in your own hands.

That book, "The Art of Concentrating Qi and Breathing," was rather ordinary.

However, this book, "Thirteen Short-handled Pieces," is quite interesting.

The members of the Sea Dragon Gang were already a mixed bunch.

Those who practice boxing, those who train their legs, and those who use all kinds of weapons.

Unifying martial arts training is no simple task.

However, this book, "Thirteen Short-Handled Pieces," cleverly achieves this.

It records thirteen types of short-handled weapons and also explains the corresponding fist, palm, leg, and foot variations for each weapon, which perfectly meets the needs of the Sea Dragon Gang members.

Under Lin Ji's command.

The group began practicing according to the "Thirteen Sections of Short Handle".

Lin Ji then found a spacious open space and took out the large spear from behind him.

He held his breath.

The low shouts of the Sea Dragon Gang members echoed behind them.

After a while.

Within his mind, the black and white jade pendant quietly rotated.

His body jolted violently.

"Clang!"

The Mountain and River Calm Spear suddenly trembled.

A cold glint appeared.

The gun hummed incessantly, its sound seemingly drowning out the shouts of the crowd.

Lin Ji stood with one hand behind his back, and thrust his spear to the side.

His spear intent was profound, and the tip of the spear could be pointed at will.

Then the gun barrel snapped shut, and the gun twirled in the air, creating a whooshing sound as it flew through the air.

The gun barrel suddenly thrust forward, and the three-meter-long gun pierced straight out.

The gunshot whipped up a strong wind and tore out a wild howl.

"roar--"

"Quack quack quack!"

A round of applause rang out from outside the stronghold alley.

Even amidst the shouts of the crowd and the whistling gunfire of Lin Ji.

The sound of applause is still clear.

Everyone, including Lin Ji, looked up.

A figure over seven feet tall, with broad shoulders and a burly build, walked in.

"The spear strikes like a dragon tearing through the sun and moon; its return is like thunder shattering the heavens. What a fine spear! What a fine spear!"

The burly man had a deep, booming voice that shook many of the nearby thugs so much that their ears were ringing. They only heard half of what he said before all they heard was a buzzing sound.

"I'll see what they've got."

The burly man reached behind him and pulled, and the dark spear behind him pierced the midday sun, momentarily darkening the sky.

Without saying a word, the burly man slammed his black spear down on Lin Ji.

The jet-black spear thrust straight at them.

It looked as heavy as a mountain, and when it smashed through the air, it created a gust of wind stronger than Lin Ji.

Lin Ji saw that the other party was completely unreasonable.

They met for no more than three seconds.

The big gun came crashing down.

He did not back down in the slightest. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he clearly saw the direction of the opponent's internal energy circulation and the way the spear was used.

He twisted his foot, and the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear in his hand neither dodged nor avoided, its tip flashing with cold light as it thrust out.

"Thump!"

The two guns clashed.

Lin Ji's gun tilted instantly.

With a twist of his wrist, using the Tai Chi coiling force, he borrowed the immense power transmitted from the spear and forcefully twisted the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear into a flourish, thus dissipating the immense force from the spear.

The burly man holding the black gun remained unmoved.

The spear tip didn't move an inch after it struck the target.

No one could see anything amiss.

Seeing Lin Ji wielding his spear with a loud clanging sound, his moves far more impressive than his opponent's, they assumed Lin Ji had won.

"good!"

"Brother Lin, beat him!"

"That's right, daring to go against our Master Lin, that kid's got a death wish."

The burly man tossed his head, the rat tail behind his head wrapped around his neck, and he grinned slightly: "Not bad, let's have another one."

A jet-black gun appeared, still unadorned and simple.

But the spear's edge seemed to steal the sunlight from the sky, instantly dimming the surroundings.

Lin Ji's true understanding of martial arts was revealed once again.

He was suddenly shocked.

This time, he didn't even realize how the other party had appeared.

He gritted his teeth and hissed inwardly.

"Hidden Dragon Abyss!"

The killing technique was activated.

"Bang!"

Another shot.

The burly man's intent on the spear remained undiminished.

The gun thrust was probed again.

The martial spirit that had been dormant in Lin Ji's sea of ​​consciousness finally trembled.

The black and white jade pendant spun wildly.

His breathing was deep and resonant.

In an instant, he became completely still.

The moment he probed the gun, the burly man slightly raised his eyelids, a hint of surprise in his eyes. But the next second, he smiled slightly and twisted the gun that had been probing straight ahead.

"boom!"

Guns clashed, and bricks flew everywhere.

The force tore a large crater in the surrounding ground.

Lin Ji held the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear in one hand, and stepped out with ten Tai Chi steps. He twisted the spear and brought it to a stop on the ground.

The burly man raised his gun halfway up, used the momentum to swing it around, creating a half-flowering motion, before sheathing the gun back behind his back and bursting into laughter.

"Excellent! Excellent marksmanship!"

"He does possess the rumored strength."

He twisted his foot and turned to walk out of the alley.

"The strength of the Transcendent Realm is indeed terrifying. You must be Li Shuwen, the hero of the North." Lin Ji also put away his gun and looked at the burly man's back as he spoke tentatively.

The burly man paused, offered no further explanation, and continued walking out of the alley.

A glint flashed in Lin Ji's eyes again.

He activated his ability to observe the atmosphere and assess the situation.

Observe the atmosphere and assess the situation.

The burly man's head was radiant with white light; only upon close inspection could one discern the nature of the light.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the white light, and pieces of it fell off the edges. However, a new white light emerged from the center of the white light, and its light was more than twice as bright as the surrounding light.

The old order is dead.

A new star is rising.

Lin Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he guessed the general idea.

"Master Lin lost?"

"Who is Li Shuwen...?"

"I've heard of him, the Northern Hero of the Two Heroes, Li Shuwen."

"Two heroes!"

The crowd's voices gradually lowered until the burly man's figure disappeared out of the alley.

Bai Yu'er and Shen Jinluan rushed forward and looked Lin Ji up and down: "Old man, old man Lin, are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Lin Ji shook his head, then a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Not only is it nothing, but there was also an unexpected gain."

The tremors in Lin Ji's martial bones gradually ceased.

The image of Li Shuwen firing those three shots was firmly etched into Wu Gu's memory.

Lin Ji vaguely thought of a name.

"The Six Harmonies Spear"

"Top secret martial arts technique!"