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

Lin Ji stroked the gun barrel with his fingertips, his eyes gleaming.

Li Shuwen just fired three shots.

Lin Ji's martial arts skills naturally and perfectly replicated the power generation techniques and attack methods of those three shots.

Lin Ji pondered the three shots deeply etched in his mind, said nothing, and carried the spear straight to the secluded open space behind the stronghold.

Shen Jinluan and Bai Yu'er exchanged a glance.

She waved to the still noisy gang members, telling them to continue practicing their skills on their own.

Although she didn't know exactly what had happened, she still took Bai Yu'er's hand and followed.

In the open space in the backyard.

Lin Ji stood quietly with his eyes closed.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, his martial bones trembled slowly.

Li Shuwen's three spear techniques kept replaying in his mind.

In the initial battle.

I was amazed by the opponent's gun skills.

Sanqiang forced himself to reveal all his cards.

But now, upon closer examination...

The three shots imprinted in Lin Ji's mind.

It's so simple and unadorned that it only has three moves: blocking, grabbing, and stabbing.

The true terror of a master is revealed in the smallest details!

Lin Ji sighed softly, then suddenly opened his eyes.

The next moment, the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear in his hand, which was pointing diagonally at the ground, suddenly rose up.

The gun barrels lay horizontally, like an iron gate across the river.

Lin Ji's internal energy surged outwards along the spear, whipping up dust like a whirlwind. The dust slammed into the surrounding bluestone ground and gray brick walls, scattering countless fragments of stone, making the entire ground look as if it had been bombarded.

Lin Ji flipped his wrist, the tip of the spear drawing an arc in the air, his whole body spinning with the spear, as if he were about to unleash all the energy within his body.

The domineering energy solidified at the tip of the spear, and the spear's light swept across the bluestone ground, leaving a deep, bottomless mark on the ground as if cutting tofu.

"drink!"

Lin Ji gave a low shout.

He had just withdrawn the gun when he thrust it out again.

"roar!"

The spear tip tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistle like a dragon's roar.

The cold light condensed on the tip of the spear before falling.

Not far away.

A small courtyard belonging to the Haijiao Gang's property collapsed with a loud crash.

"boom!"

Not far away.

Shen Jinluan and Bai Yu'er were completely stunned.

In their eyes, Lin Ji, standing on the open ground, was completely one with the gun in his hand. His gray shirt fluttered in the wind, and he exuded a powerful aura of gun intent.

Lin Ji kept practicing the three gun techniques repeatedly.

The gun flashed.

The spear's power, initially domineering and capable of shattering mountains and splitting rocks, gradually became more refined.

In the end, Lin Ji fought these three moves faster and faster, and they lost their initial domineering power. From a distance, all that could be seen were the three basic spear techniques of "block, grab, and thrust".

As the gun barrel opened and closed, it subtly revealed some of the imposing aura that Li Shuwen had previously displayed.

In the heat of the battle.

Suddenly, Lin Ji's vision blurred.

In a daze.

He found himself on a vast snowfield.

The north wind whips up snow.

A burly figure, wielding a heavy iron spear, galloped across the snowy plains on horseback.

The burly figure reached the center of the snowfield, lightly patted the horse's back, dismounted, and landed on the snowfield.

He raised his spear, kicking up several feet of snow, then swept it out horizontally, sending snowflakes flying through the air.

A set of skillful basic gun techniques danced in his hands, the gun kicking up snow mist that obscured Lin Ji's vision.

Just as Lin Ji could no longer see the other person,

In the snow and fog.

A glint of cold light flashed.

Snowflakes danced and scattered across the sky.

The heavy iron spear thrust straight at Lin Ji.

The imagery on the gun was so solid that it caused the snow and mist to rise instead of fall, shooting straight into the sky.

Lin Ji's pupils contracted sharply, a chill ran up his spine, his brows drooped, and without taking a step back, he reached out with his withered hand and grabbed the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear. With a swift movement, he rammed the heavy iron spear into the mountain.

The imagined collision did not occur.

The moment the heavy iron spear collided with the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear, it and the burly man behind it transformed into a blur and merged into Lin Ji's body.

Lin Ji's vision blurred again.

They retreated from the vast expanse of white snow.

On an open space.

Lin Ji stood with his gun on his back.

He exuded a chill unlike anything seen in Jiangnan, and even his eyelashes were covered in frost.

The ice and snow quietly receded.

Lin Ji suddenly opened his eyes.

His aura suddenly surged.

An aura several times stronger than before emanated from him.

Bai Yu'er and Shen Jinluan, who were standing to one side, subtly changed their tense expressions. Shen Jinluan asked first:

"Old man...you've broken through?"

Lin Ji nodded.

He glanced at the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear in his hand, and simply by transferring the spear from his left hand to his right, Lin Ji felt the spear's intuitive, responsive feel become even more pronounced.

Moreover, it is within the sea of ​​consciousness.

A complete set of six-section spears is deeply imprinted on it.

The martial bone automatically completed the Six Harmonies Spear technique, which only had three moves.

Just as Lin Ji had predicted.

The Six Harmonies Spear is indeed a top-secret technique.

Lin Ji clicked his tongue softly.

Thinking about this seems to connect to something.

but.

Another clear voice rang in my ears, filled with deep worry:

"Old Lin, what's wrong with you? You suddenly started practicing with a gun."

It's Bai Yu'er.

Bai Yu'er carefully moved closer and reached out her jade-like hand to grasp Lin Ji's arm.

Looking closely at Lin Ji's face, the wrinkles on his face had lessened somewhat. He turned his head to look at Bai Yu'er and chuckled softly:

"I suddenly had an epiphany and secretly learned some of Li Shuwen's moves."

"Did you gain anything?" Shen Jinluan also came closer, but the next second she felt that she had asked for nothing. If he hadn't gained anything, Lin Ji wouldn't have been able to break through to the late stage of Dark Force.

Lin Ji nodded patiently and replied, "Yes, and it's quite big."

Shen Jinluan didn't ask any more questions.

The corner of the stronghold.

A beautiful figure peeked out, stealthily glancing in the direction of Lin Ji and his companions.

Looking at the broken corners of the walls and the ground around her, she was utterly horrified.

It's not that no one in the family has mastered the "Thirteen Short-Handled Techniques" to its fullest extent.

Even with her elder sister Su Wanqiu fully utilizing her early-stage Dark Force strength, she still possessed such power.

Su Wanning couldn't help but glance at Lin Ji again.

She couldn't understand why people called him an old man.

He looks to be around sixty.

Su Wanning withdrew her gaze.

Her curiosity about the old man gradually intensified.

……

Japanese Consulate.

A man dressed in a white suit and with shiny leather shoes stepped into the gate of the Japanese consulate, carrying a brown leather suitcase.

"stop."

The Japanese soldiers guarding the entrance suddenly drew their samurai swords, ready to stop the person.

The man appeared very weak, with an unhealthy grayish-white complexion.

"Ahem!"

Ignoring the Japanese soldiers' shouts, a cough escaped his lips and nose, and he quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose.

however.

next second.

The soldier questioned him.

His eyes suddenly went vacant, his forehead tilted to the side, and a sharp cracking sound rang out from the spine connecting his head to his skull.

The sound of bone cracking was very crisp.

This startled the dozens of Japanese soldiers at the entrance.

Looking at the soldier on the ground with his neck crooked.

The soldiers suddenly started shouting and yelling.

"Yamada-kun!"

"Who...who are you, daring to force your way into the Japanese consulate? Are you tired of living?"

……

The man remained silent, but took out a handkerchief from his pocket, casually wiped the slight drool off his wrist, and then threw the handkerchief on the ground.

far away.

Jingmei, who was on the second floor of the consulate, was shocked to see this scene.