Xue An raised the spear above his head with both hands, and the tip of the spear dropped straight to the ground.
Lin Hu grasped the middle of the spear with both hands. The head and tail of the spear were divided into two ends, making a gesture of holding a paddle.
The two of them remained motionless, like two statues, until a gust of cold wind hit their faces...
Xue An made the first move, and the spear head thrust out like lightning. Just when he was about to hit Lin Hu, several consecutive spear flowers suddenly shot out in the air. For a moment, the cold light in the courtyard was dazzling, chilling people's hearts.
Lin Hu saw these changes in his eyes, but was not in a hurry to respond. He still stood there holding the gun barrel.
Until Xue An's gun head turned in a circle and hit his neck with a strong wind at a weird angle, Lin Hu's clothes suddenly bulged.
He flicked the butt of the gun with one hand, deflecting Xue An's gun head. He stretched out his other hand, and the gun head that bounced back due to the reaction force was firmly in his hand. He hit it back, and the gun tail It hit Xue An.
Seeing this, Xue An stepped back continuously, retracting his spear to block and counterattack.
At this moment, Lin Hu took a step forward.
That step seemed ordinary, just like walking, but it was just such a step. Lin Hu shook his hand again, and the tip of the gun was already pressed against Xue An's neck, close to his Adam's apple, sending a chill.
In the duel between masters, there is never any tricks. Everything can be determined in the blink of an eye, whether life or death.
Xue An's chest was beating violently. After a pause, he reluctantly threw the spear to the ground.
"I lost. Kill or scrape, it's up to you."
"The rules of martial arts are that a fight is a fight, and a duel is a duel. It's not like signing a life and death certificate. If you lose, you just slap your butt and stand up."
Lin Hu put away his gun.
"Let's go! You can't take a shot from me now."
Xue An said angrily: "But I have been practicing marksmanship at the bottom of the cliff for ten years. The cold has come and the summer has come, the wind has rained, and it has never stopped. Just like this, I still can't fight with you for a round?"
"ten years?"
Lin Hu glanced at him and said, "Young man, what are you doing in the world? Ten years is nothing.
It is also sung in the play: When you first emerge from the world, you will be invincible, but after another three years of training, you will be unable to move forward.
ten years?Do you think you are practicing peerless magical skills?If you just rely on your passion to enter the world, you will die ugly. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Hu raised his gun with one hand and pointed the gun head at Xue An.
Thrust, pull, swing, pick, swing, thrust, lift...
In coordination with his steps and waist, Lin Hu shook out several spears all over Xue An's body. The sound of the wind from the spear tip was deafening for a moment.
It wasn't until he finished his trick and showed his marksmanship to Xue An that Lin Hu finally put away his gun.
"Young man, do you know the key to the gun?"
Xue An paused and replied: "Yes [accept]."
"That's right, the knife is to be hidden, the gun is to be collected. Your gun can only stab but not collect, so you lose."
Lin Hu glanced at him again, "You go back and practice for another ten years. If you are still not convinced after ten years and want to challenge me, then you can come again and I will wait for you."
Xue An's face was gloomy and he looked very depressed.
"Ten years? Will there still be martial arts in ten years? Will martial arts still exist? The water and blood in the rivers and lakes have dried up. I want to be the last fish to jump out of the water before the pond dries up. If it's a few years later, there won't be any martial arts left. "
"you are wrong."
Lin Hu shook his head.
"Do you think that Jianghu will always be just about fighting and killing, either you kill me or I will kill you. After a few years, all the masters will be dead and Jianghu will disappear? Let me tell you, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. If we people fall, you will still be there.
As long as you never let go of that anger and don't let the fire in your heart go out, the world will still be the world, and the martial arts will still be the same martial arts, and it will not disappear. "
I don't know if Xue An understood it, but he finally let it go, punched Lin Hu and walked out the door without looking back.
I don’t know if I am really planning to practice for ten years and then come back to compete, or if I have other plans.
It was only then that Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu's breathing finally became smoother and they no longer held it in their hearts.
"What a fast gun. Brother Lin, your martial arts seems to have improved again. That kid can't even take a single move."
Lin Hu said modestly: "It's nothing. The person who competes with me can only take my shot with two hands. He is already pretty good."
As he said that, he looked at the door again, "In ten years, he will become famous."
Yin Xiu was not as serious as Lin Hu, but just responded and handed Lin Hu a jar of cold tea.
"By the way, what do you want from me?"
Lin Hu took the tea and sipped it slowly.
At his age and level, he is already accustomed to taking his time no matter what the situation. Even if he is very thirsty, he only drinks water in small sips.
Finally, Yin Xiu revealed the purpose of this trip.
"By the way, I seem to have broken through to the seventh level of the profound entrance, and I wanted to ask you to take a look."
puff! puff puff!
Lin Hu sprayed a sip of tea on the ground and looked at Yin Xiu in Xiu wiped some water on her face and looked at Ma Xiaoyu, "If there is any problem, you can just hit me instead of spraying water on my face like this, right? My clothes are not cheap. "
Ma Xiaoyu blushed, shook her head and said, "I didn't mean it, I couldn't hold it back for a while."
"It doesn't matter, just be careful next time."
Yin Xiu wiped some water on her face again, and then looked at Lin Hu, who was dumbfounded by something unknown.
"It's true. I was unconscious in bed for three days. When I woke up, I felt like I had reached the seventh level of the profound realm."
Lin Hu blinked, and it took him a while to understand what Yin Xiu meant.
"Really?"
"of course it's true."
"But you just entered the sixth level of the Profound Entrance last month, didn't you?"
"It is true that I only entered the sixth level of the Profound Pass last month, but I have indeed reached the seventh level now." Yin Xiu replied.
Of course Lin Hu should be in disbelief. Even any grandmaster would be afraid that his jaw would drop to the ground when he heard Yin Xiu say this.
You know, those who can reach the first level of Xuan Guan after just one year of entry-level practice are considered to be good candidates.
After ten years of practice, being able to reach the fourth level of the entrance hall is already considered a rapid progress. Not only does it work hard, but it is also a meal that Grandmaster appreciates.
As for Yin Xiu, when Lin Hu met him, he was at the fourth level of Xuan Guan. At that time, he was already very good at fighting, but he didn't seem to be that good at fighting.
But in just a few short months, going from the fourth level of the entrance to the seventh level of the entrance is probably something that cannot be explained by so-called talent.
Could it be that he has accumulated a lot, and the previous fourth level realm was just because he didn't touch the key, or is this some kind of accumulation?Just waiting to explode?Like some bugs, they start out as caterpillars and one day emerge from their cocoons and transform into butterflies? Lin Hu couldn't figure it out. He couldn't help but scratch his head.
Not only could he not figure it out, but Ma Xiaoyu, who had always been in close contact with Yin Xiu, also couldn't figure it out.
Although people in Xuanmen don't attach much importance to martial arts, as long as their fists and kicks are sufficient, and they don't get scratched by zombies or bitten by monsters, that's all.
If they were really allowed to compete with those warriors who licked blood from their swords and fought in a hail of bullets, a few Taoist priests would not be enough to defeat them.
But like Yin Xiu, Ma Xiaoyu has indeed never heard of it. Could it be that the ancestor has appeared? Having said that, if it was really the Patriarch who showed up, given what Yin Xiu had done in the past, he might have been struck by the Patriarch's lightning a long time ago, but would he still be able to stumble up to this point? "Actually, I don't think I should be so surprised."
Yin Xiu waved her hand, "You have often seen it written in newspapers. Some prodigies skip several grades before finishing the first grade. They are still in elementary school this month and will be middle school students next month."
Ma Xiaoyu said: "But I don't think you are a child prodigy."
"Then what am I like?"
"Nervous." Ma Xiaoyu replied.
"Perhaps you really do have magical powers, and you might be different from us."
Lin Hu smoothed things over. He figured out that people in Xuanmen and martial arts must be different.
What Wufu pays attention to is step by step, laying a solid foundation for each level of realm, and settling down.
But people in Xuanmen are all cultivators. If they want to achieve greatness, they have to fly up. If they want to be down-to-earth, what should they do step by step like a cockroach climbing stairs? After figuring this out, Lin Hu no longer struggled, and even his previous self-doubt disappeared.
"I don't know about supernatural powers. It should be more like a miracle. Anyway, I wanted to come to you to confirm."
In fact, Yin Xiu himself is not very clear.
He originally thought this might be his reward for breaking through his "inner demons" and reaching a milestone.
But no matter how Yin Xiu thought about it, he was certain that he did not hear that familiar voice at that time.
It's not a milestone reward, but he actually broke through the realm, just like the previous times, he really broke through on his own.
The only possibility at the moment is that when he used Youlong Jin to fight people before, every surge of energy and blood might have really helped him.
These excessive agitations and battles exercised and strengthened Yin Xiu's meridians, ultimately allowing him to break through the realm earlier and truly achieve sublimation.
The seventh level of the entrance is considered the realm of entering the palace. In this realm, his control and perception of the energy and blood in his body are different from before.
This is not a quantitative change, but a qualitative change.
Therefore, someone has said that the difference between the seventh and sixth levels of the entrance is sometimes greater than the difference between humans and dogs.
At the moment, Yin Xiu's breakthrough to the seventh level of the entrance is definitely the best news.
Lin Hu didn't care so much and just asked: "How do you want to be sure?"
Yin Xiu stood up and put the stool aside.
"Among the people I know, I'm afraid you are the best fighter. Since it is a breakthrough in martial arts, if I want to verify it, I will naturally have to trouble you."
Lin Hu smiled freely and said, "I understand, but someone like me who is at the seventh level of the Mysterious Entrance is not going to be easy."
Yin Xiu grinned, "Why, are you afraid of beating me to death?"
Ma Xiaoyu also stood up with a smile, picked up two pieces of pineapple cake, stepped aside, and watched quietly on the steps.
The setting sun has cast its golden afterglow, illuminating their eyes. (End of chapter)