Starting from Analyzing the Sun 146】I brought my fists

Yu Xianglong saw Cheng Han's doubts and explained: "If you can touch the weird essence, it means that your understanding of the spiritual field has reached a very high level.

"When you join the Black Armored Army, you will find how huge the benefits are..."

The deputy director suddenly looked at the Qian Qingqing siblings mid-sentence: "I'm sorry, Miss Qingqing, and Mr. Yunchang, what I say next may involve internal secrets of the Black Armored Army."

Qian Qingqing understood immediately: "Let's go to the backyard for a while. Please chat slowly."

Qian Yunchang, a child, was suddenly shocked when he heard the title "Sir" from a deputy director.

It wasn't until his sister pulled his arm that the child reacted and quickly followed her steps.

Waiting to enter the backyard.

Qian Yunchang couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that I would be called 'Sir' by a director."

Qian Qingqing glanced at him sideways, interrupting the guy's self-absorption: "Director Yu, for Cheng Han's sake, he won't look at you seriously even if you deny it."

Qian Yunchang started to argue out of habit: "I don't need you to remind me, I understand it very well."

The little girl waved to him: "Come here and practice shooting with me."

Qian Yunchang was a little confused: "Practice a gun?"

He saw his sister holding a long branch and waving it casually to make a "whooshing" sound, and then he realized: "No wonder there were always strange noises in the house last night. It turned out to be you who was causing trouble."

The child vaguely remembered that until he was about to fall asleep, he heard a whistling sound in the lake.

If that's the case, could it be that my sister practiced until midnight?

Is she sick? She spent half the night playing with branches?!

Qian Yunchang did not dare to ask, but changed the question: "You call this a gun?"

Qian Qingqing glared at him: "Why isn't this a gun? This is what Cheng Han said!"

Qian Yunchang felt that his outlook on life had been impacted, and he wanted to say, "A broken branch is also called a gun, so if I pull out a piece of grass, wouldn't it turn into a meteor hammer?"

But the child opened his mouth but did not refute in the end.

My brother-in-law is a genius, so he shouldn't be wrong in thinking about it. From this point of view, his ideas may be too narrow.

The little girl threw a wooden stick over and shouted: "Hold it!"

Qian Yunchang thought this was boring, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to do it obediently.

Although he didn't dare to get angry, he dared to say: "I wonder if you are too full to eat..."

The words are not finished yet.

Then he shut up.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

It rang three times in a row.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

Qian Yunchang clearly felt that the tip of the wooden stick in his hand was whipped three times quickly.

This is not a simple matter.

Because after being hit once, the wooden stick will swing greatly, and my sister can actually hit it. This kind of accuracy is obviously extraordinary.

The child was immediately startled: "Sister, you seem to be very good at it!"

Qian Qingqing shook his head: "I'm too weak."

Last night she heard that "her strength is about the same as that of the inspector general", and she was quite excited at first.

She thought about it carefully for a long time that night, and she had deep doubts.

Every inspector has practiced for decades, but I have never practiced seriously for a day. Can I really be compared with the inspector?

I'm afraid the chief inspector can tie one hand and beat me until I cry for father and mother!

Cheng Han must be comforting me!

The little girl secretly decided that if she was so weak, how could three thousand times a day be enough?

At least five thousand times!

Qian Yunchang looked at his sister and said firmly: "Sister, I have secretly watched the inspectors practice several times, and their accuracy is definitely not as good as yours."

Qian Qingqing didn't even believe his punctuation: "Nonsense! I only practiced for one night. If any inspector hasn't practiced for more than ten years, they can definitely do it easily."

Qian Yunchang exclaimed "Wow": "You were able to reach this level in just one night. It turns out you are also a genius."

Speaking,,,edition.]

The little girl said seriously: "No, I am not a genius, I am very weak."

She shouted: "Pay attention and don't talk."

"Whoosh!"

The branches swooped over like spiritual snakes.

"Snapped!"

The stick was drawn again.

Qian Yunchang had no choice but to shut his mouth.

"Whizzing!"

Two more sounds.

If you look carefully, you can clearly see that the tip of the branch in the little girl's hand is trembling rapidly.

This is not random dithering.

Instead, it has an extremely stable rhythm.

Anyone who has a certain understanding of Jiuyuan martial arts can tell at a glance that not every inspector can master these skills.

five minutes later.

"Snapped!"

The wooden stick in Qian Yunchang's hand was suddenly broken.

The child glanced at the cross-section and was a little impressed: "Sister, you are really good."

This wooden stick is as thick as two fingers, and it is definitely not easy to break it without applying too much force.

But my sister can do this by hitting the same spot every time.

Is this something ordinary people can do?

Qian Qingqing shook her head again: "No, I'm very weak."

Qian Yunchang gave up his plan to persuade her and just curled his lips: "My hands are a little sore. Can I take a rest?"

The little girl said firmly: "No! Practice for ten more minutes!"

She paused and then said: "I have been wasted for more than ten years, I must work harder!"

Qian Yunchang couldn't afford to offend his sister, so he had to respond: "Okay."

The child couldn't help but complained in his heart: How old are you, and you have been idle for more than ten years? Can you start practicing cultivation from your mother's womb?

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Cheng Han saw off the two visitors.

He recalled the information revealed by Yu Xianglong and Digu said: "The 'Eight Great God Refining Talisman'? Interesting!"

According to Deputy Director Yu, this is a secret method within the Black Armor Army, and it is also the gateway to the path of Xuanshi.

According to the records of the past hundreds of years, all warriors who have mastered all eight types of talismans are promoted to Xuanshi.

And four of them have the same characteristic - they have touched the weird "essence".

Cheng Han muttered secretly: "In the future, when I practice the God Refining Talisman, it seems that I have to hold it back appropriately and not be too exaggerated."

He took a few steps towards the backyard and caught Qian Qingqing's voice.

"I'm very weak... practice for another ten minutes!"

Cheng Han's mouth twitched.

The Mark of the Valkyrie is a magical existence beyond ordinary people's imagination. If you insist on wielding the gun three thousand times a day, for up to three months, it will be enough to beat the inspector to the ground.

However, he thought about it and did not correct the little girl's "prejudice".

Let her continue to maintain the mentality of a weak person. On the one hand, she will have more motivation to work hard, and on the other hand, she can always have a humble heart.

Nothing bad!

Qinglin City.

North of the city.
To be continued...