Datang ancient martial arts system

Chapter 113 Martial Nephew Yang Zaixing

"Mission [-] is nothing more important than being alive, live until you win, and the reward is unknown!"

"Task [-] Do your best. The battlefield is not a matter of one person, nor is one person fighting alone. Try to help your comrades around you. Reward????"

"Nothing is more important than reputation in mission three. Kill enemies and become famous. The more enemies you kill, the more reputation you get! The better the reward!"

Before I knew it, it was March again, and Situ Changfeng entered the dungeon again, and he still received three very simple mission introductions.Feeling everything by oneself, this is the urine of the system, Situ Changfeng has long been used to it.

Situ Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief by not showing up in the tent this time, at least it showed that the war had not started yet, so there was more preparation time.

The room is very simple, that is, there are only some normal furniture, tables, stools, beds, walk out of the room, and a living room, which shows that he is not the smallest soldier.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" There was a knock on the door.

"Here we come!" Situ Changfeng was stunned for a moment, then responded, and went to open the door.

At the door was a burly middle-aged man, standing at the door with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Situ Changfeng asked puzzled.

"Hello, little brother! Can you go in and talk." The middle-aged man said gently.

"Please come in!" Situ Changfeng didn't worry about what others would do to him, after all, he was a big man, only on one side of his body, stretching out his hand to feint.

"I don't know what your honor is doing?" Situ Changfeng closed the door casually, led the visitors to the hall to sit down, and asked with cupped hands.

"Here, Yang Zaixing, I saw my little brother performing on the street the day before yesterday, but I didn't inquire about it because I was on business. It took me two days to find my little brother's residence, so I have something to ask." Yang Zaixing stood up and clasped his fists.

Situ Changfeng knew that this was the identity arranged for him by the system, so he was not surprised, so he said with a smile, "Please tell me!"

"I haven't asked my little brother's name yet. I don't know the marksmanship you use, but it's a plum blossom spear." Yang Zaixing asked expectantly.

"Under Situ Changfeng, the plum blossom spear is indeed used!"

"Then I don't know if the little brother can know Liuhe Spear, Five Tigers Breaking Door Spear." Yang Zaixing asked excitedly.

"The five tigers will break the door, but because I am used to using double guns, I have never practiced the Liuhe gun." Situ Changfeng pointed to the green and heavy double guns standing beside him and said truthfully.

"May I ask Master?" Yang Zaixing was a little disappointed when he heard that Situ Changfeng's surname was not Yang, but he was happy again when he heard that Situ Changfeng would kill five tigers.

"What does your honor mean!" Hearing that his surname was Yang, Situ Changfeng guessed a little bit, but he still pretended to be puzzled and asked.

"A medium-level spear is the king of the spear, and it can't be guarded by high or low; it can't be blocked by high and low, and it's difficult to cover the middle point; it goes like an arrow and comes like a thread, pointing at people's heads and piercing people's faces, and can be seen from high and low." Yang Zaixing Instead of answering directly, he read out a formula, which was a set of medium-level guns from the Yang family gun.

"Are you a descendant of the Yang family?" Situ Changfeng asked pretending to be surprised.I was still a little excited to see the descendants of the Yang family.

"The family ancestor went up to Yang and down to Yanzhao!" Yang Zaixing said with a solemn face.

"Sixth brother!" Situ Changfeng couldn't help being slightly lost in thought when he thought of the past.

"Brother Situ, do you know who respects a master?" Yang Zaixing asked again.

"Master Yang Yanshun!" Thinking of his own name at that time, Situ Changfeng couldn't help saying it casually.

"What? Eighth Grandpa!" Yang Zaixing exclaimed.

"My teacher did say so. After teaching me for a short time, I left and I don't know where to go." Situ Changfeng replied casually. As for what Yang Zaixing thought, Situ Changfeng didn't bother to care about it. He was just arranging his own background.

"It turns out that when the Yang family fell and everyone was scattered, my father named me Zaixing because he wanted me to rejuvenate the Yang family and live in Xingtianbo Mansion." Yang Zaixing muttered to himself.

"I've seen my uncle!" Yang Zaixing came back to his senses, bowed down solemnly and saluted.

"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare you be an uncle when you work lowly." Situ Changfeng hurriedly avoided and said.

"Etiquette cannot be discarded. Uncle Shi is Uncle Shi. How can it be determined by strength." Yang Zaixing insisted solemnly.

Situ Changfeng couldn't hold on, so he had to admit it. Through Yang Zaixing's mouth, he knew that this place is Kaifeng, and now he belongs to Marshal Yue Feiyue.

"My father died young, so the nephew of the Yang family's gun master did not learn everything, and more of it was groping for himself." The two recognized each other, so naturally they had to make a move to confirm it. The two held long spears and simply proved the move. .

"Five Tigers' Broken Door Spear originated from the Luo Family Spear in the early Tang Dynasty, and the Luo Family Spear originated from Jiang Wei at the end of the Han Dynasty. Since he is a descendant of the Yang family, Situ Changfeng is of course willing to teach him what he knows.

At that time, when the seven elder brothers were teaching him, they did not miss other skills of the Yang family gun, hoping that one day he would be able to walk out of his own path.

With Situ Changfeng's explanation, what Yang Zaixing didn't know before suddenly became clear, and he perfected the Yang family spear and his own martial arts.

It was also at this time that Situ Changfeng knew that this nephew was actually a master of the first stage of the heavenly level.

With Yang Zaixing's vision and experience, in turn, he also gave Situ Changfeng a lot of guidance, and the two can be said to have met each other late.

For three days in a row, the two of them communicated continuously to prove their martial arts knowledge without leaving home. One is well-informed, has a broad mind, and has received guidance from many famous experts; the other is extremely talented and experienced.

The two have their own strengths and gains. Situ Changfeng is not only the Yang Family Spear, but also the Swimming Dragon Double Spear, Iron Line Fist, and light body skills. He taught Yang Zaixing all of them without reservation, and even Lie Yang He also taught him the Bing Xin Jue and Mad Demon Kung Fu, which is because Yang Zaixing was trapped by the kung fu and had stayed at the first level of the heavenly level for several years.

Yang Zaixing didn't hide his secrets, and taught Situ Changfeng all his marksmanship, which helped Situ Changfeng's understanding of marksmanship to a higher level.

Three days later, Yang Zaixing began to retreat in a quiet room at the back, using Lie Yang Kung Fu, Yang Family Mind Technique, Iron Line Fist, Crazy Demon Kung Fu, and Bing Xin Jue to correct his own deficiencies and introduce what he needed later.

Of course, Situ Changfeng was practicing while guarding the gate and delivering meals for him.

"Bang! Bang! " After another three days, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Yang Zaixing hadn't left the seclusion, Situ Changfeng really didn't want to be disturbed, but the knock on the door sounded again, Situ Changfeng couldn't help frowning and went to open the door.

"What's the matter!" Situ Changfeng asked with a gloomy face as he opened the door and looked at the two with two guns in his hand.

"May I ask if Yang Zaixing is here?" The visitors looked at each other and asked with their left hands clasped together.

The intention of the visitor was unknown, and he was carrying a weapon. Situ Changfeng didn't want to cause trouble, so he glanced coldly and said, "No, you're looking for the wrong one." After speaking, Situ Changfeng was about to close the door.

"Wait a minute!" The person on the right took two steps forward and shouted to block the door with his hand.

(End of this chapter)