Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

The moment before the steel knife came, he clenched his fists and took a step, like a swimming fish, weaving back and forth in the jungle of steel knives without any injury. At the same time, he threw punch after punch, and the people of the Giant Whale Gang were like wooden stakes, with their heads broken and bleeding from being hit by his fists.

"Well, his boxing skills are pretty good, and his footwork is also OK."

Su Ming, who had been sitting by the window eating silently, commented on Guo Sanquan's skills and nodded slightly.

After a cup of tea

, the lively men of the Giant Whale Gang had become corpses all over the ground, each with broken bones and tendons, and several of them had their brains burst.

At this moment, only Guo Sanquan and Mai Shaozheng were left at the place.

"Boy, I'm giving you one last chance. Get through my crotch right now and I might let you live. Think about it."

Guo Sanquan said slowly while tidying up his messy collar.

Mai Shaozheng stood there like a stupid chicken, looking at the corpses on the ground and the calm Guo Sanquan. His hand holding the gun was shaking, and his face was full of humiliation.

"Killing people is not enough, don't go too far!"

Mai Shao was gritting his teeth and staring at Guo Sanquan fiercely.

He was the young leader of the Giant Whale Gang. Guo Sanquan wanted him to get into his crotch, but there was no way.

"Well, you have some guts, but you're going to die anyway." He said this lightly, and then he slowly raised his hand, ready to finish off Mai Shaozheng.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

"You can't kill him!"

Su Ming stood up from the bench, walked over, and took up the Flying Dragon Spear leaning against the wall. After a few steps, he was already standing in front of Guo Sanquan.

"Where did this wild boy come from? You are meddling in other people's business."Guo Sanquan looked Su Ming up and down, his eyes full of disgust.

Su Ming was wearing a white gown, holding a long spear in his hand, with a flying dragon swallowing and a bright red tassel.

Because Su Ming did not attack, Guo Sanquan could not tell Su Ming's realm, but seeing how young he was, even if his cultivation was a little higher than Mai Shaozheng, it was probably not much higher.

"With me here tonight, don't even think about killing him." Su Ming said calmly, gripping the Flying Dragon Spear.

Guo Sanquan asked,"Are you from the Giant Whale Gang? Do you know him?"

Su Ming replied,"No, I don't."

Mai Shaozheng, who was standing next to him, was confused at this moment. He didn't know Su Ming either, and couldn't figure out why Su Ming helped him.

Guo Sanquan pointed at Mai Shaozheng and asked Su Ming,"Then why did you help him?"

"You are wrong, I never thought of helping him." Su Ming explained:"I just don't want you to waste too much energy on him."

Hearing Su Ming's words, Mai Shaozheng's face became more confused.

"Boy, what do you mean?"

After three punches, Su Ming was also confused.

He had been in the martial arts world for decades and had never met such a strange boy.

"Although Mai Shaozheng's spear skills are average, if you want to kill him, it will take at least eight or nine moves. By then, you will not be in your peak condition, so there is no point in me killing you."

As soon as Su Ming said this, Guo Sanquan was furious.

"What an arrogant boy!"

Guo Sanquan has been in the martial arts world for so long, and has never been looked down upon by anyone like this.

Dignity is sometimes more important than life to a martial arts person.

"Today, I want to see how strong you are!"

Guo Sanquan took a deep breath, puffed up his chest, clenched his right fist suddenly, and punched hard, hitting Su Ming in the face.

This punch was infused with a lifetime of skills, and the power was strong enough to break stones. Before the fist hit Su Ming, the whistling fist wind had already blew his clothes, and a strong wind immediately rose in the restaurant.

""Your boxing skills are good."

Feeling the strong wind coming, Su Ming nodded with satisfaction.

In a flash, Su Ming held the Feilong Spear with both hands, exerted force on his wrist, and the tip of the spear shook lightly. With a snap, it hit the enemy's fist. This move was exactly the spear blocking style in the Lan Na Zha. The fist that had passed three punches felt pain and had to retract its fist. The sound of the wind in the restaurant suddenly disappeared.

""It's my turn!"

After Su Ming defeated the enemy's attack, he used the spear-piercing style. With a push of his arm, the spear pierced a line. The Flying Dragon Spear turned into a white dragon and went straight to San Quan's chest.

Buzz!

The spear tip pierced the air mercilessly like a poisonous dragon coming out of a cave, making a creepy buzzing sound.

"This young man has a terrible spearmanship!"

Faced with Su Ming's Flying Dragon Spear, Guo Sanquan was horrified and hurriedly resisted.

He now regretted that he should not have underestimated the opponent at the beginning of the fight.

However, it was too late to regret.

Puff!

The sharp tip of the Flying Dragon Spear pierced into Guo Sanquan's heart like lightning, and then quickly pulled out.

Because the tip of the spear had a blood groove, streams of hot blood splashed out from the wound, quickly dyeing Guo Sanquan's collar red, a large area of blood red

"You are too weak, really too weak. You can't even stop my basic spear skills. I am so disappointed."

Su Ming stood with his spear in his hand, looked at Guo Sanquan, and shook his head slightly.

Before the fight, Su Ming thought that Guo Sanquan was very powerful, thinking that the other party was the head of the sect after all, but after the fight, he realized that he was just so powerful.

"How could the ordinary Lanaza be so powerful? Is this still Lanaza?"

Beside him, Mai Shaozheng, who had been practicing spearmanship for many years, stared at Su Ming with wide eyes, looking at Su Ming's Flying Dragon Spear.

Lanaza is the most basic move in spearmanship, and the most common entry-level spearmanship. Some children who have just come into contact with spearmanship often start practicing with Lanaza.

"What a horrible spearmanship!"

Guo Sanquan covered the wound with his right hand, slowly sat on the ground, stared with eyes wide open and asked:"What's your name, who is your master, otherwise I will not rest in peace."

At such a young age, the spearmanship is so horrible, there must be a famous teacher behind him.

"You can't even catch a shot from me, you think you have the right to know my name���What?"

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