"What, Dalang's shooting skills are like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix!" Lin Chong, who was drinking wine, squirted out a whole bowl of wine with a "puff". As a warrior who often practices shooting skills, Lin Chong's strength should not be underestimated. With that squirt, shocked and surprised, the nerves attached to it, the sprayed wine was directly atomized, and it flew out into a fan-shaped 270 degrees. Zhou Tian, ​​who was sitting opposite Lin Chong, was naturally not spared. Even though Zhou Tian reacted quickly, he was still sprayed.

"Good wine...dry..." Zhou Tian wiped his face and said, "Brother, say hello next time I squirt."

"Dalang, you didn't lie to me just now, right?" Lin Chong was obviously overly excited and grabbed Zhou Tian's hand through the table.

"Brother, you have to be awake. I am Wu Dalang, not Lu Zhishen." Don't touch me, if you touch me, I will really hit you.

After calming Lin Chong for a little while, Zhou Tian said, "I met a fortune teller in a temple. This shooting technique was taught by him. Before leaving, he told me that this shooting technique was created by a big landlord named Tong in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Its name was called Bainiao Chaofeng."

"Secret Tong..." Lin Chong frowned, and the marijuana trembled. After a long time, he spoke, "Tong Yuan... The gun prodigy Tong Yuan, it turns out that hundreds of birds pay homage to the phoenix."

"Brother Lin Chong knows a lot, and I remember that the person named Tong is a big landlord." Speaking of Old Man Tong, I really miss him a little, of course, and that boy Zhao Yun.

"Okay, this hundred-year-old birds and phoenixes have a successor." Lin Chong let go of Zhou Tian's red hands, murmured, then picked up the wine jar and started to pour the wine hard. After drinking a jar of wine, Lin Chong threw the wine jar and pulled Zhou Tian out quickly. After the two of them rushed to the schoolyard, Lin Chong then let go of Zhou Tian, ​​"Brother Dalang, please demonstrate the shooting technique of the hundred-year-old birds and phoenixes to me."

"Okay." Since Lin Chong said so, can we still say that it is not possible? Zhou Tian raised half of the Yangtze River in his hand and practiced the hundred birds paying tribute to the phoenix on the snow.

Zhou Tian's Birds' Shooting Spike has reached a small level. It is logical that every time he uses the Shooting Spike Spike Spike, there will be birds singing. However, when he fought with Lin Chong yesterday, Zhou Tian was at a disadvantage and was disturbed by Lin Chong every move, so the speed of the gun has not reached the point of making birds singing. Today, Zhou Tian practiced the Shooting Spike Spike alone, so the speed of the gun was quickly raised. Soon, Zhou Tian's shooting skills were practiced to a deep level, and the speed of the gun also reached the point of making birds singing. Because Zhou Tian's rolling pin was replaced with a gun, the song of the old birds' Shooting Spike Spike Spike Spike was no longer an unpleasant crow cry, but a real crisp bird song.

Zhou Tian practiced so well, Lin Chong watched it seriously, and the expression on his face was needless to say, sometimes he was meditating and sometimes entangled. In addition, this macaque and the ups and downs were almost a TV series.

Lin Chong was not idle either. While observing Zhou Tian's movements, he was gesturing with him. It was a standard image of a martial arts fanatic.

"What does Brother Lin Chong think?" After practicing, Zhou Tian ran to Lin Chong, and scratched Lin Chong's face, who was still stunned and said.

"Why are Brother Dalang not practicing?" Lin Chong came to his senses and said to Zhou Tian.

"My basic skills are not very solid, so my body cannot last for too long." I have practiced twice, and I will be exhausted if I practice again. You kid don't want to learn secretly while I was demonstrating.

"Since that's the case, brother Dalang thanks a little, let's see how my Lin family gun is." Lin Chong seemed to see what Zhou Tian was thinking, and without saying much, he carried the gun and walked towards the center of the scheduling field, and began to practice the Lin family gun.

Lin Chong's Lin family gun is naturally much slower than the hundreds of birds paying phoenixes, but this move is more diverse. Moreover, many of the changes in this gun technique are casual, but just right. Just one front thorn made Lin Chong play with a hundred and ten kinds of tricks. From this point of view, what Zhou Tian saw Lin Chong practicing gun yesterday was just a fur, and today, Lin Chong has shown his talent.

This gun trick is complicated, so I have been practicing this time for a long time. Even though Zhou Tian was quite interested in the Lin family gun, he was also annoyed when he was tired of watching it. However, when Lin Chong's robe was blown up by the wind, Zhou Tian's eyes were straightened - don't get me wrong, Zhou Tian saw an ornament around Lin Chong's waist, which seemed... it was a little jade Buddha.

"That thing is in Lin Chong's hand?" Zhou Tian only saw a hint of jade, so he was not sure. When Zhou Tian wanted to see carefully, the damn wind stopped blowing. However, many of Lin Chong's movements still required kicking, so Lin Chong's robe under his crotch would be lifted up at any time. However, the robe was lifted up not very large. Even at Zhou Tian's low altitude, he had to lie down to see it.

"It's indeed a little jade Buddha." Zhou Tian's head was pressed on the snow. Finally, during a kick of Lin Chong, he saw the shocking touch. Zhou Tian felt that his movement was very vulgar. He had to see what his eldest daughter said, but now he was looking at the scenery under the skirt of a man...

"Brother Dalang, what are you doing?" After half an hour of drilling, Lin Chong finally stopped. Even though Lin Chong had been practicing guns all year round, the practice of doing all his strength in the past half an hour still made Lin Chong feel a little panting.

"Uh..." Zhou Tian stood up embarrassedly and made up a reason he thought was reasonable. "I am studying Brother Lin Chong's marksmanship in all aspects."

"Oh, did you gain anything from brother Dalang?" Lin Chong said with a breath.

"I'm sorry, I'll say bluntly that although my brother's gun skills are exquisite, they are too complicated. If you want to practice..." What a joke, it takes more than an hour for you to practice yourself. I may have to practice it for a lifetime. It took me half a year to learn radio gymnastics. You have so many gun skills, how can I learn it? Don't be able to learn it by then, you have learned hundreds of birds to pay homage to the phoenix, and I have only learned less than 10% of my Lin family gun. We won't do the business that is at a loss.

"Brother Dalang is too worried. My Lin family spear practice trick is the method of change. This change is as you wish. Therefore, as long as Brother Dalang masters this method of change, it is up to Brother Dalang to decide which move to change. As for the number of moves, it depends on how many moves Dalang has in his mind. What I just practiced was only the change moves Lin Chong thought of."

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Chapter completed!