Teng Yongfan was also a little annoyed and said: "It is the most difficult practice to be shot by a weapon, Qingshan, why are you so stubborn?"
"Father, grandpa."
Teng Qingshan said with a smile, "Actually, when I was young, I saw uncles and uncles practicing spears in the martial arts field, and I was very envious. So when my parents were not at home, I used a wooden stick as a spear for two or three years. Yes, I like to use long spears very much, and my current marksmanship should be no worse than that of my uncles."
Seeing Teng Qingshan's expression, everyone in the room laughed.
Can a child's words be taken seriously
"Haha... Qingshan, children don't want to learn to brag!" Na Teng Yongxiang laughed, "Your uncles and uncles, who has not practiced guns for more than ten years, and has a solid foundation, which is comparable to a child like you." Although the men in Tengjiazhuang are not masters of marksmanship, each of them has practiced for more than ten or twenty years, so they should not be underestimated.
Teng Yongfan who was next to him laughed and said: "So that's the case. No wonder your mother said that you often stay at home alone and lock the courtyard door. It turns out that you are practicing marksmanship. You are afraid that we will see and make fun of you, so you have not revealed it. "
The children like to play, but Teng Qingshan often stays at home, which actually attracted the attention of Teng Yongfan and Yuan Lan.
It's just that they didn't say much.
"If you don't believe me, you can take a look at my marksmanship." Teng Qingshan said, he had no other way, if he wanted his elders to agree with him to learn marksmanship, he could only do this. In fact, at home, he was always practicing Xingyiquan, and he had never practiced marksmanship at all.
"Okay, let's see how powerful you are, Qingshan." Teng Yunlong laughed and said, "Let's go to the weapon warehouse."
A group of people left Teng Qingshan's residence.
The armory is a tall and spacious house built of pure bluestone. The room is nearly two feet high, four feet wide, and ten feet long.
"Patriarch!" There are clan guards at the door of the armory.
"Open the door." Teng Yunlong ordered.
Seeing the two tall iron gates suddenly opened, Teng Yunlong looked at Teng Qingshan with a smile: "Little Qingshan, let's go, go and choose a spear you like first, I want to see how powerful you are." , Teng Yunlong and a large number of people, including Teng Qingshan, also entered the weapon warehouse.
"Wow!" Xiao Qingyu, who was in Yuan Lan's arms, looked around in surprise.
The ground of the weapons storehouse is paved with bluestone, and there are pieces of weapons hanging on the walls, such as heavy axes, nine-section maces, thick-backed machetes, giant shields, bows and arrows..., but the most common ones are long sticks! Long sticks, long or short, made of wood or iron, are placed against the wall. The strange thing is—
Not a single spear!
And in the depths of the armory, there are big iron boxes, each iron box is only four feet long and wide, it is impossible to put a long gun in it.
"Where's the gun?" Teng Qingshan looked at his grandfather Teng Yunlong suspiciously.
"Aren't those?" Teng Yunlong pointed to the various long sticks placed against the wall, and laughed, "Qingshan, these are gun shafts! And the gun heads are all carefully kept in iron boxes. You choose One gun shaft, and I'll find a suitable gun head for you."
Only then did Teng Qingshan suddenly understand.
"Qingshan is too small, these gun barrels are too long." Teng Yongfan frowned and said, a six-year-old kid dancing with a long spear? There are no such short guns in the family.
"Qingshan, now that you are weak, you'd better choose a cork." Teng Yongfan said, "Among the wooden spears, the cork barrel is the lightest, and the gun head is only five or six catties. With your strength, you can also Let’s play. Qingshan, what do you choose that one for? It’s green nanmu, the heaviest kind, and you won’t be able to play with it.”
Among the wooden gun shafts in the Tengjiazhuang warehouse, there are mainly three types: green nanmu, ash wood, and composite cork. These three are suitable materials for making gun shafts. Among them, composite cork is the lightest, followed by ash wood. , green nanmu is the heaviest. Of course, green nanmu is also the best kind.
The toughness and elasticity are excellent, and the gun shaft can hide strength. A good green nanmu gun shaft is generally grown for more than 50 years.
It is also fortunate that Tengjiazhuang relies on the mountains to find such good materials.
"Just this one." Teng Qingshan held the Qingnan gun shaft, "Grandpa, help me find that gun head."
"This one, plus the tip of the spear, weighs fifteen or sixteen catties." Teng Yunlong also worried, "I'm afraid you don't have enough strength now to handle the Qingnan gun, which weighs fifteen or six catties." From Teng Yunlong's point of view, although his grandson has the strength of a hundred catties, it is probably not enough to use a spear that weighs fifteen to six catties freely.
"Grandpa, help me find the tip of the gun." Teng Qingshan didn't say much.
"Okay, I'll let you try, and you'll give up." Teng Yunlong stepped forward, looked at the mark on the barrel of the gun in Teng Qingshan's hand, then opened a large iron box, rummaged through it for a while, and took out a large iron box. gun head. Teng Qingshan saw at a glance that the spear head was flat and buckwheat-shaped, with high ridges, thin blades, and a pointed head! There is still a blood groove on the back of the gun head, if it penetrates into the human body, it may be a blood hole.
Under the gun head, there is still a red tassel.
Teng Qingshan nodded secretly: "This flat gun head can be used for stabbing, chopping, and scratching. The blood groove can also prevent the gun head from being sucked by the muscles after it penetrates into the human body, and it will not be unable to pull it out. Then The red tassel can also prevent the enemy's blood from staining the gun barrel, and it is non-slip!" Teng Qingshan judged at a glance that the gun head was already very high in terms of gun-making technology.
"Let me connect it for you." Teng Yunlong said, inserting the Qingnan gun barrel and the gun head together, and knocking on the ground a few times, then took out the nail from the side, and stuck the nail in with a hammer .
"Okay." Teng Yunlong smiled and handed over the spear, "This Qingnan spear weighs fifteen catties and is about seven feet long. Qingshan, can you use it?"
Compared with the child's height, a gun nearly seven feet long (1.75 meters) is indeed a little longer.
"Look at it." Teng Qingshan actually had no choice, this gun was a little too long for him, but no matter how short the gun was, it was made of cork, Teng Qingshan was too lazy to use such a gun barrel. With Teng Qingshan's true strength, once he used all his strength, Teng Qingshan might be able to break the cork barrel.
"Stay back." Teng Qingshan said.
Immediately, a large group of people moved away, but the elders in the clan all had a smile on their faces, obviously, they were all watching this little guy suffer.
"Huh!" Teng Qingshan flicked one hand, unexpectedly one hand was holding onto the handle of the gun, and the whole spear was lying sideways.
"Good arm strength!" Teng Yunlong and a group of people stared.
To hold a fifteen-pound long spear, just by holding the handle at the end, so that the barrel of the gun is straight and does not hang down, it requires extremely strong arm strength.
"This kid, he was too clumsy during the New Year Festival." Teng Yunlong and the others secretly said one by one.
Holding the barrel of the gun with one hand, Teng Qingshan felt the 'strength' of the gun, felt it for a moment, then nodded secretly.
Stretch out your left hand, grab the center of the gun barrel, shake your right hand, and lift your left hand. For a moment, the green nanmu seemed to have a spirituality, turning into poisonous snakes and dancing around. As soon as Teng Qingshan turned around, his hands slipped, and the Qingnan spear easily slashed across a circle, and then he slashed fiercely at the head.
"Crack!" The spear hit the bluestone ground.
Teng Qingshan's eyes were sharp, and he shook the body of the gun with one hand, and then the spear pierced forward with a 'swish' sound like lightning. There was even a whistling sound piercing the air.
"Grandpa, Father, Third Grandpa... Look, how am I doing?" Teng Qingshan turned to look at a group of people.
Teng Yunlong, Teng Yongxiang and a group of people couldn't say a word, their eyes were full of shock.
Teng Qingshan played with the long spear just now, it was like flowing clouds and flowing water, it looked simple. But which one of Teng Yunlong, Teng Yongxiang, and Teng Yongfan present is not an expert? Which one has not spent decades on long guns? They fully saw Teng Qingshan's extraordinary spear skills.
Just the slip of those hands made Teng Qingshan's height no longer a restriction for using the Qingnan Spear.
Just this slip, without several years of hard work, it will not work well.
No matter the splitting spear or the last stab, they were all extremely sharp.
"Genius!" Teng Yunlong murmured.
"God." Teng Yongxiang was also completely stunned.
This kind of strength can be born naturally, but this spear skill needs time to hone. As the saying goes, "moonstick, year's sword, and lifetime gun", to play a big gun well, it takes several years of hard work just for the basic skills, otherwise, it is just empty air. Teng Qingshan's moves are simple, but there are real skills in them.
Everyone present could see clearly.
"Qingshan, my grandson, you are a genius!" Teng Yunlong stared at Teng Qingshan with bright eyes, "How can you practice your marksmanship?"
"I, when I was at home, I just used wooden sticks to play casually. Then I secretly learned the marksmanship of all the uncles in the martial arts field." Teng Qingshan had already prepared an excuse, and even though the spear skill he used just now was powerful, but It's about the same level as those uncles.
"Stealing? There are really such geniuses in this world." Teng Yongfan couldn't help but exclaimed.
Although Teng Qingshan's spear skills are still far behind that of Teng Yongfan and Teng Yongxiang, but compared with the general uncles in the clan, there is not much difference.
"Grandpa, Dad, you agree with me to practice guns." Teng Qingshan said.
"Of course I agree, Qingshan, you were born for guns." Teng Yunlong continued, a six-year-old child has such spear skills, and such a person is definitely born to use guns.
Teng Qingshan smiled.
In fact, practicing spear skills is the basic skill of Xingyiquan! Xingyiquan itself is a 'gun boxing', no matter it is Bengquan, Drilling Boxing, Paoquan, Hengquan, or Piquan, all of them contain the intention of a spear. Practice the gun to experience the 'Five Elements Boxing', this is the master of the previous life 'Tenbury' taught.
Although it is said that Teng Qingshan didn't spend a long time in the 'spear technique' in his previous life, but after all he is a master of Xingyi, once he reached the realm, the spear technique also improved.
Of course... Teng Qingshan only showed a little bit of basic skills today.
What can be revealed has already made the elders in the clan exclaim as geniuses.