In fact, Youlong doesn't know much about marksmanship.
What the old man taught him was mind. Only when facing an enemy in battle can he naturally react in various ways. But there are no standard routines. So now, all You Long thinks about is the basic movement training that he has done tens of millions of times.
The thorn provokes the entanglement and collapse...
Various basic movements were performed by Youlong, but they were so fast! What surprised You Long was that the weight of the spear was appalling. He even thought that he might not be able to wield it if he were normal. But now that he was in a boiling state, Youlong was naturally able to do it with ease.
He didn't notice that the mysterious man who had been watching You Long's spear skills had a thoughtful look in his eyes.
In just a minute or so, Youlong had performed all the basic movements. You Long placed his spear hands flat on the ground, all changes on his body disappeared, and his face remained unchanged. But his heavy breathing clearly revealed his state.
Hey. Looking at your dead face, I didn’t expect you to be so impulsive. My body has not recovered from a serious injury, but I am so exhausted from exercise. I see you won't be able to do anything in a few days. The man sneered. He was calm about these dragons, but the man's trampling on his marksmanship just now made him unbearable.
For a moment, the man was silent for a moment and said: Is your teacher Yang Tianxing
You Long was shocked, but shook his head: I don't know my teacher's name.
ha! The man laughed: It really looked like that kid's style. If your teacher is Yang Tianxing, then you are really qualified to let me take action. I also gave you a teacher back then... Huh
The man suddenly stood up and reached for You Long's left hand with one hand.
Its speed is so fast and its momentum is so weird that there is no way to escape it if you step into a state of no thoughts and thoughts with the hand of Wandering Dragon Seeking Dragon.
Snapped.
The man's hand grabbed You Long's left forearm, but he didn't see what he did.
There was a flash of light, and You Long watched in amazement as the man pulled out a wooden stick from the skin and flesh of his forearm as if by magic. The wooden stick is slender, round and smooth, but dark and inconspicuous.
But Youlong saw it at the first glance.
This is his stick!
That stick on the mountain where I practiced my marksmanship day and night for countless years!
Sigh... The man looked at the stick and then at Youlong, with a little admiration and a little emotion in his eyes.
If before I had only doubted it, now it was a certainty. You are the disciple of that boy Yang Tianxing.
How is this going. Although You Long has a cold temperament, it is rare that he has a bit of fiery temperament. After saying goodbye to the old man on the mountain, he never saw the old man again, and he only saw him that time in the game. He is extremely eager to find the old man. After his father passed away, Youlong has no relatives.
The old man is the only one!
Do you know who I am? The man asked for no reason.
Even You Long cursed secretly in his heart, but now that he had something to ask for, he had to say respectfully: I don't know.
My name is... you should call me Master Bai. Master Bai put his hands on his hips and looked so proud that You Long could not feel any of Master Bai's demeanor.
Da...Master Bai...please ask my teacher...
Don't worry, kid, I haven't finished yet. Master Bai glared at You Long, causing You Long to shut his mouth angrily.
After a moment, Master Bai asked again: I am a weapon forger, or in other words, a blacksmith.
He didn't wait for You Long to answer, and pointed at the rough iron gun that You Long respectfully laid flat on the ground: Do you know what this is
You Long secretly rolled his eyes.
You said you were a blacksmith, then pointed at a spear and asked me what it was! ? ?
Master Bai, this is a spear. People have to bow their heads under the eaves, but Youlong still surrendered and answered respectfully.
wrong.
Master Bai said: This is a soldier fetus. Or to put it simply, it is an unfinished weapon. You Long subconsciously looked at the soldiers on the ground. It's so rough but has not been sharpened. If it weren't for Youlong's own preconceptions, this really wouldn't be considered a spear. It's understandable to say it's unfinished.
The next moment Master Bai pointed to the wooden stick in his hand: This is also a soldier fetus, which I gave to your teacher back then.
Boy, I'm not bragging. From the respectful looks on Han Xue's and Nobunaga's boy's faces towards me, you can tell that I am not an ordinary person. The knife in the hand of Han Xue was made by me back then. Soldier fetuses can only be forged by my lineage of blacksmithing, so don't think that soldier fetuses are mortal objects. No matter how many people begged and knelt down to beg me for a single soldier fetus, there was no one. To put it simply, if I really sell one of my military fetuses, it will be enough to buy a city.
Back then, I was passing by and saw your teacher fighting against others. Your teacher's marksmanship was unique, and his idea of combining the best of each other opened my eyes. You know, for a master like me, if I see someone right, I will naturally give him something. I gave your teacher a soldier's womb. As long as your teacher takes this weapon fetus, wears it in battle, and uses the exercises to warm it up, in about five or ten years, a magic weapon will be born.
The biggest advantage of a soldier is that it is 100% compatible with its master. Regardless of its attributes and fighting style, it will gradually take shape through the master's battles.
Unexpectedly, the soldier fetus given to your teacher by him was useless and was given to you.
You Long's mind was like thunder, and he was completely confused.
He remembered that day.
Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green water.
The old man sat on the tree trunk and threw the stick in front of him like trash: he picked it up and stabbed it forward a thousand times.
His eyes rolled a little.
He wanted to cry.
Old man, where are you
Boy! Don't cry in front of me! well! I am most afraid of this kind of child who has not yet stopped breastfeeding! Master Bai said with a headache, which woke You Long up from his thoughts and quickly wiped his eyes.
Master Bai breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at You Long: Yang Tianxing, Nobunaga and Han Xue. There are a lot of expectations in you, kid. Well, it seems like you do have some potential. Speaking of which, I haven't done anything for a long time.
Master Bai held the wooden stick in his right hand, and with a casual move with his left hand, the iron rod soldier's tire on the ground was called up. The extremely heavy soldier's tire was easy in Master Bai's hand.
He took two weapons and walked in one direction.
You Long quickly followed.
Although the platform is large, fully half of it is actually open space, and only half is filled with houses.
In the open space, a large rock protruded like a table. Master Bai threw the two weapons in his hands on the big rock like garbage, causing You Long to look at him with hatred.
I don’t know whether Master Bai didn’t notice it or didn’t care, but then he spread out the five fingers of his right hand.
A burst of golden light circulated, and a small golden hammer appeared in the palm of his hand. This hammer is extremely small, a bit like the size of nails used in people's homes. It's just that the brilliant golden color is like being made of gold, which shows how extraordinary this hammer is.
When You Long was expecting the hammer to strike, Master Bai casually threw the small hammer into the magma.
puff.
Did it fall
It really fell!