Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

""Here!"

Su Ming suddenly shouted, and used the spear-splitting style, smashing the spear down heavily.

This chop carried a violent force, and the spear became bent at the moment of the chop.

Snap!

The spear hit Tang Wenliang's fist, making a crisp sound like a slap.

The four elders of Kongtong who were standing in the distance watching the battle all saw that after Tang Wenliang's fist was hit, the back of his hand was already red, which must have been very painful.

"Tang Wenliang, you still don't need the Seven Injury Fist? Then this competition is over."

Su Ming's voice fell, and he immediately activated the Mingshen Wu Dian, and the surging Mingshen internal force was poured into the spear. Even the most ordinary spear skills, a stab, a sweep, and a chop, have the power to split stones.

"Being able to force the third brother to this point, this young man must be in the acquired realm!"Guan Neng, who had been watching the battle, said reluctantly at this time.

The third brother he mentioned was naturally Tang Wenliang. Tang Wenliang himself was in the acquired realm. Su Ming could suppress Tang Wenliang, so his cultivation was self-evident.

"Look, the third brother is using the Seven Injury Fist."

Zong Weixia pointed to the martial arts arena and said to everyone.

Hearing Zong Weixia's words, all the Kongtong Sect disciples stared at the battlefield with wide eyes, their hearts pounding, their faces full of excitement.

""Seven Injury Fist, the Kongtong Sect's unique skill!"

Ji Xiaofu clenched her hands, her nails piercing into her palms, and looked at the battlefield with a worried look on her face.

Each major sect has its own unique skill, such as the Yijinjing of Shaolin Temple, the Zixia Magic Skill of Huashan Sect, and the Qiankun Da Nengyi of Mingjiao... These skills are rarely practiced, and once they are used, they will definitely have earth-shaking and invincible power.

"Boy, I'll show you how powerful the Seven Injury Fist is!"

Tang Wenliang suddenly exerted his fist strength, raised his fist high above his head, and punched the Flying Dragon Spear.

Bang!

The fist hit the Flying Dragon Spear, and the spear immediately deviated from its trajectory, causing Su Ming's arm to shake violently.

"What a powerful boxing technique!"

Su Ming's eyes were bright, and he was extremely excited. He looked up to the sky and laughed,"I was able to appreciate the Seven Wounds Fist. This trip to Kongtong was really not in vain. Hahahaha……"

With a loud laugh, Su Ming withdrew the Flying Dragon Spear and recalled the secret of the One Yang Finger. A burst of pure yang internal force burst out from his dantian. The internal force flowed along the meridians of his arm and directly poured into the tip of the spear.

""Hah!"

Su Ming thrust out a spear, aiming directly at Tang Wenliang's acupuncture points. In the scorching sun on the martial arts field, Tang Wenliang felt a gust of hot wind whistling towards him along with the tip of the spear. Even the air he exhaled into his trachea became extremely hot, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"The spear tip hits the acupoints! What kind of spear technique is this?"

Tang Wenliang changed the internal strength of his fist technique, turning the fierce internal strength into a feminine one. He gently flicked his fist on the spear tip, and the spear tip suddenly hit nothing, unable to touch his acupoints.

Chi Chi Chi!

Su Ming missed his shot, and the Flying Dragon Spear stabbed out at high speed.

"What do you care about my spear skills? As long as I can beat you, my spear skills are good!"

Pure Yang internal force was poured into the tip of the spear. Every time he thrust forward, his target was the enemy's acupuncture points. This was exactly the spear skills he had learned from the One Yang Finger.

"It's useless! You can't hurt me at all!"

Tang Wenliang took a deep breath of hot air, and the power of his fist changed from the softness just now to hardness with softness.

The terrible thing about the Seven Injury Fist is that there are seven different kinds of hidden power in the fist, which makes it hard for the enemy to defend during the battle. However, Tang Wenliang has practiced hard for more than ten years, but he only mastered three kinds of hidden power, one is hard and fierce, the second is soft, and the third is hardness with softness.

Bang bang bang!

The fist hit the tip of the gun, and the gun technique suddenly lost its rules. At the same time, waves of hidden power were transmitted along the gun barrel to Su Ming's hand, and began to destroy his internal organs.

"This feeling? So disgusting!"

Su Ming frowned and wanted to vomit, his body was in great pain.

He thought that the Seven Injury Fist was indeed the sect's unique martial art. The power of the fist could actually be transmitted to my body. If I don't deal with Tang Wenliang, I'm afraid I will be injured.

Whoosh!

Su Ming retracted his spear and retreated backwards, and the opponent's Seven Injury Fist missed.

After pulling away from Tang Wenliang, Su Ming concentrated his internal force on the tip of the spear, kicked the ground heavily with his feet, and with a bang, his body jumped to the top of Tang Wenliang's head, as if a phoenix spread its wings.

Ming!

The Flying Dragon Spear shot down from the air, and the spear was pointed out, brilliant and magnificent. Carrying the supreme majesty of the divine bird Phoenix, it fiercely pointed at Tang Wenliang's body.

"No!"

Tang Wenliang, who had just gained the upper hand, shouted unwillingly.

Facing the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear, Tang Wenliang, who only mastered three kinds of internal energy and whose Seven Injury Fist had not yet been fully developed, had no ability to resist at all.

"The third one!"

"Third brother!"

"Be careful!"

Feeling the terrible momentum of the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear and seeing that Tang Wenliang was in danger, Guan Neng, Zong Weixia, Chang Jingzhi and the other four rushed into the martial arts arena at the same time, and rescued Tang Wenliang from the tip of the spear with their extremely swift movements.

Tang Wenliang had just been rescued.

Buzz!

The tip of the spear pierced the air, and the air twitched violently, making a shrill buzzing sound.

The terrible power poured into the air, immediately raising a gust of wind, which swept across half of the martial arts arena, and the heat wave hit people, and rolled up dust, blowing on everyone's faces, making them look dusty and very uncomfortable.

"Tang Wenliang, you lose."

Su Ming stood on the flat square with a gun in hand. The heat wave rolled up his long hair, and his white clothes fluttered. He looked extraordinary and heroic, giving people a sense of dominance.

""Hey!"

Tang Wenliang stood in the crowd, looking sad and sighing.

He was one of the five masters of Kongtong Sect, but he lost to a young boy like Su Ming.

He was really unwilling to accept it, but thinking of Su Ming's Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear, that sharp and unparalleled spear, that brilliant and dazzling spear, he had no choice but to admit defeat.

"How could this happen?"Guan Neng's face turned pale, and he thought to himself,"If I had known this would be the outcome, I should have taken action myself."

It doesn't matter if Tang Wenliang loses, but this���This meant that the entire Kongtong Sect had been defeated by Su Ming.

The faces of the five Kongtong elders were extremely ugly, and all turned the color of liver. The Kongtong disciples beside them also had gloomy faces, hung their heads, and sighed.

*******

Thanks to [喵帕斯] for the 1000 reward.

Please give me flowers, 10 points, collections, and support...