Heaven's Change of Fate

Chapter 51
Nalan Yuanshu knew that he had lost, but he was unwilling from the bottom of his heart.

I have practiced the four stick techniques for more than [-] years, but I would lose to a person who has only practiced gun fighting for nine months. Although Nalan Yuanshu knows that the so-called nine months are full of water, no matter how much water there is The water content is very high, but no matter how large the water content is, it cannot be offset by more than [-] years of penance with a gun.

What's even more exasperating is that I have no chance to use the four-door stick technique that I am proud of, because I can't get close to Gui Jiaoqi's body at all. Even if the cloth stick is long enough, facing the deadly muzzle, I can only be forced The ground was exhausted in order to avoid, and there was no chance to accumulate strength to cast the cloth stick.

Moreover, as the battle lasts longer, the consumption of oneself will increase, while the consumption of the opponent will be very little. After a long time, one will undoubtedly lose.

"Oh, lost!" Just as Nalan Yuanshu closed his eyes and was about to surrender, Guijiaoqi suddenly made an unexpected movement.

I saw Gui Jiao Qi making a handsome but meaningless move of closing his guns, and Gui Jiao Qi neatly inserted the two guns back into his waist.After doing all this, Gui Jiaoqi walked forward for more than ten steps, until he reached a distance of about ten meters from Nalan Yuanshu. During these ten steps, Nalan Yuanshu did not make a move, but Quietly watching Guijiaoqi approaching, one is that Nalan Yuanshu feels that he still needs to have martial arts, and the other is to adjust his breathing to calm down the qi and blood that was a little disordered due to the fierce battle just now.

After standing still about ten meters away from Nalan Yuanshu, Ghost Foot Seven clasped his fists together: "Master Nalan, please!"

"Please!" Nalan Yuanshu understood that Guijiaoqi took himself as a partner to demonstrate gun fighting skills, but Nalan Yuanshu still chose to fight.One is that Nalan Yuanshu is unwilling to be captured without a fight, and he wants to take Guijiaoqi as a hostage; the other is that Nalan Yuanshu is dissatisfied; Make up your mind, learn from the barbarians, and prepare to secretly learn the skills of gun fighting.

"Please!" Nalan Yuanshu clasped his fists tightly and said.

As soon as Nalan Yuanshu finished speaking, he took the first shot, preemptively, because if he didn't make the first move, he would have no chance to make a move.

With a sound of "Shua~", Nalan Yuanshu's cloth stick was the first to strike.

The cloth stick came in surprise, and Guijiaoqi squatted slightly, turning his body like a big horse monkey to avoid Nalan Yuanshu's attack. After stepping out of a deep pit, he rushed towards Guijiaoqi like a flying eagle and a rabbit, and he must approach within seven steps before Guijiaoqi finished turning his body.

As a result, Nalan Yuanshu saw the muzzle of the black hole again.When Guijiaoqi turned around, two guns came out from under his armpit, and his back was facing Nalan Yuanshu twice. Nalan Yuanshu had to tilt his body slightly facing the muzzle of the gun, changing the direction of attack, and Guijiaoqiyan watched six directions , listening to all directions, the body turned around, the wrist flipped, and the gun pointed at Nalan Yuanshu again.

Nalan Yuanshu's forward figure stopped abruptly. This time, he took two steps forward and was stopped by Guijiaoqi's double guns again. Nalan Yuanshu found that Guijiaoqi was using his two spears When shooting a gun, you use your wrists hard, and your hands are very flexible, so you don't need to store up your strength at all, you can hit wherever you point, and your cloth stick still needs to be stored up.

It takes time to accumulate power, although this time is only one or two breaths, but in the struggle between masters, life and death can be seen between one or two breaths.

"I'm defeated." Nalan Yuanshu put down the cloth stick dejectedly.

"Master Nalan is still not convinced?" Yang Xin asked suddenly.

Nalan Yuanshu opened his mouth, but he was still unable to utter the words "convinced".

"Does Master Nalan think that Guijiaoqi is only based on the sharpness of the weapon, and is not really capable?" Yang Xin asked again.

Nalan Yuanshu still didn't open his mouth to speak, but it could be seen from his face that Nalan Yuanshu really believed that seven victories with a ghost's feet were unarmed, and that winning with the weapons in his hands was not a real skill.

"I heard that Master Nalan was a rare talent in the Qing Dynasty, but I didn't expect that he was also a person who did not deserve his name. Now, Master Nalan still thinks that firearms are magical and obscene things, and they cannot be listed in the hall of elegance? Notice, Taixiyang People rely on this strange skill and obscenity to beat out all the shit out of the Qing Dynasty. Lord Nalan, don't get angry, and don't underestimate guns. This small gun looks simple, but it is actually a civilization. The pinnacle of the product is how many people with great wisdom made this thing after several or dozens of generations of inheritance and improvement."

"Up to now, those bigwigs at the center of the Manchu court are still clinging to the Four Books and Five Classics, thinking that half of the Analects can govern the world, and thinking that the ship's strength and guns are just magical skills. It's really sad, sad. Are these officials blind? Are their heads full of shit? Well, no matter how sharp the guns of foreigners are, they won’t listen to what you say, because You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, since you can't wake up, then wake up, if you can't wake up, then kill, so as not to waste food in the world." Yang Xin said suddenly.

"You want to rebel?" Nalan Yuanshu's expression changed drastically.

"No, I'm revolutionizing the lives of those who refuse to look at the world, those who don't treat people as human beings, and all injustice in the world." Yang Xin said coldly.

At this moment, Guijiaoqi suddenly interjected: "Master Nalan, do you still refuse to accept that you can defeat me within seven steps? I will let you five steps!"

"Master seat, I beg you to fight. The gun fighting technique is not only a technique of long-distance attack, but also a technique of close combat." Guijiaoqi said sharply.

"allow!"

After receiving Yang Xin's order, Guijiaoqi stepped forward and came directly to a distance of five steps away from Nalan Yuanshu. At such a short distance, Guijiaoqi could also see the reflection in the pupils of Nalan Yuanshu's eyes. Clearly.

"Master Nalan, please! If you lose again this time, let me see why you have no reason to accept it!" Gui Jiaoqi clasped his fists and said sharply.

"Please!" Nalan Yuanshu also clasped his fists together and said harshly.

After Nalan Yuan finished speaking, he picked up the cloth stick and went up. The cloth stick can be flexible or steel. The attack is like a storm, making people hard to guard against; As if it were the extension of Gui Jiaoqi's hands, extremely flexible, he moved between Gui Jiaoqi's hands, but the muzzle of the gun was always pointed at Nalan Yuanshu, and the bullets in the gun kept shooting at Nalan Yuanshu.

The battle between the two is not like the martial arts competition between the grass stage team, nor is it like in the movies and TV shows, where the show is fancy.The movements between the two are extremely weird and very ugly, but they are very practical. The moves are all killer moves, such as lifting the legs, inserting eyes, etc. can be used extremely.

Masters compete, between three or two breaths, life and death are judged.

The two contacted desperately, and after one move, the two immediately separated and fell to the ground at the same time. Guijiaoqi and a carp stood up straight and looked down at Nalan Yuanshu.

"You lost." Guijiaoqi looked down at Nalan Yuanshu and said silently.

In the instant contact, Guijiao Qi hit Nalan Yuanshu with a stick, and Nalan Yuanshu was hit three times. If it was live ammunition, Nalan Yuanshu would have been dead.

Nalan Yuanshu was lying on the ground, looking up at the starry sky blankly. Nalan Yuanshu knew that he would lose before starting the battle, because Nalan Yuanshu was terrified in his heart. Constrained, he was already defeated as soon as he touched it, Nalan Yuanshu clasped the cloth stick in his hands tightly, looked up to the sky and sighed: "What is the use of my kung fu?"

(End of this chapter)