"Collection!" Li Haoran's clear and familiar voice subconsciously made the soldiers return, and the assembly was completed in the shortest time. No one made a slight shout in the whole process, which made Li Haoran very satisfied.

"Tell you good news, bad news. The good news is that I am leaving the military camp. The bad news is that after I leave, Yue Lingfeng will be the temporary instructor. I hope you will obey his arrangements as if you obey my orders." com

In the past month, everyone loved and hated this selfless instructor. Just as they kept up with his rhythm, they heard that he was leaving. The military discipline that could not speak in line was thrown out of the sky by them, and they couldn't help but talk.

Facing the vast twilight, looking at the bronze faces, until they stopped talking.

Li Haoran sighed quite a bit: "Actually, I am not a soldier. I am your sworn brother of General Li. It was him. I asked me to come and train you. I know that you have hatred in your heart. I know that you call me a devil, but I am entrusted by others to be loyal to others. During this period, I have not taught you anything, but just stimulating your potential hidden deep in the depths. Your progress has nothing to do with me, everything is what you have fought back with sweat and tears."

"Instructor, will you come back?" Niu Ren licked his chapped lips, and his eyes were filled with reluctance. Over the days, he felt that what he had learned was even from three years of high school. The boxing he passed on in his family broke through the bottleneck in just one month. Just when he was full of confidence, the person who induced his physical function actually said he was leaving, so how could he bear it?

"I'll probably come back!" Li Haoran smiled brilliantly. This was the most sincere smile after playing this role.

Yue Lingfeng walked away with his eyes as calm as water, stared at Li Haoran, walked out slowly, and said loudly: "Instructor, we have another battle, and we have the same boxing technique. I know that I am not as good as you. I am good at using guns, but I don't know what weapons the instructor is good at using."

"Gun!" Li Haoran smiled bitterly. It seemed that this kid wanted to use his own hands to establish his authority!

"Please wait for a moment, and then go down and go."

Yue Lingfeng hurried towards the tent. After a while, he rushed back with a bright silver spear in his arms. Seeing Li Haoran with empty hands, he was very displeased and said, "Instructor, where is your weapon?"

"Here." Li Haoran pointed to the spear on the weapon stand. Although they had not encountered weapons in these days, they still had all kinds of weapons on their training ground.

"Just that white wax pole?" Yue Lingfeng's face turned slightly red and he looked at Li Haoran with anger.

"You are wrong. In my heart, every grass and every tree are weapons."

Before he could finish his words, Li Haoran grabbed the void with his right hand, and a spear several feet away came out of the way. It seemed to be held by an invisible hand in the void, slowly landing in Li Haoran's hand.

"It's amazing." Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

Such a move almost subverted their understanding of martial arts. At this moment, when they looked at Li Haoran's eyes, they were full of admiration and fanaticism.

Yue Lingfeng's expression did not move, and he held the gun in his right hand and said calmly: "It's just a skill in internal martial arts, martial arts, if you meet me, you may not be sure to win."

With the spear in his hand, Yue Lingfeng's temperament changed and he was majestic. In just a moment, he seemed to have turned into a magnet, absorbing the energy around him, and getting faster and faster.

The soldiers around felt that the air seemed to be pulled away by a trace of pressure, and a sense of oppression followed, but they were the elites in a hundred years, and everyone gritted their teeth to resist the suffocation.

"You retreat."

With Li Haoran's loud shout, everyone felt their bodies lightened. They seemed to be exhausted, and everyone was sweating profusely. At this moment, they stopped showing off their power and were all away from the two of them.

Yue Lingfeng's expression changed. He could not have imagined that the oppression he created was completely destroyed by Li Haoran's words. He held the gun in both hands and stole the horse stance under his feet. He looked like a bow and gun like an arrow. His slightly trembling gun technique pointed directly at Li Haoran and said, "Come on, let me see your gun technique."

"In the martial arts world, even the Five Great Masters of Central Plains dare not let me take action first. I have taken advantage of it. Let me take out your strongest skills! I promise not to exude a trace of true energy."

Li Haoran has his pride, and competing with ordinary people has made him very embarrassed. If he had made the move first, wouldn't he be embarrassed to throw it into his grandma's house?

"Come on the move." Yue Lingfeng roared clearly, and the person was already pounced on him. His palm trembled gently. The spear turned into seven pear blossoms, pointing at the seven major acupoints such as Li Haoran's shoulder well, locking his throat, four whites, and cheek roots!

Li Haoran smiled slightly, handed the spear in front of the hand, shook his right hand, circled and pasted it. He formed an arc to the side, easily cracking Yue Lingfeng's sharp gun technique.

Seeing that the attack he must have killed was resolved by Li Haoran, Yue Lingfeng let out a light "huh" and swept with his silver spear again, sweeping, slashing, stabbing, and stabbing... moves emerge one after another.

Yue Lingfeng attacked with a sudden attack, and the soldiers watching could only see layers of gun shadows, and they could not capture where the spear was pointed, which made the soldiers shocked.

Although Yue Lingfeng's gunshots are extremely powerful for ordinary soldiers, they are definitely not enemies of one style when they go up. However, when Li Haoran faced this gunshots, he continued with a relaxed look on his face. No matter how fast Yue Lingfeng's gun was or how many gun shadows were dancing, he would take them one by one.

Yue Lingfeng's gun technique is like lightning, and his moves are ancient and profound, and his moves are all the key points of attacking people. The most rare thing is that he has both offense and defense in shooting skills, with both defense and attack in defense, so that people have no chance to fight back.

Li Haoran was naturally not afraid of this fierce and killing attack. His magical skills were accomplished, and he integrated the principles of Tai Chi magical skills and formed a set of marksmanship. His gun path was as soft as water, and he used his power to use force, and his path was dense and freehand, like dancing pear blossoms; his body was filled with a lot, like auspicious snow.

The two of them fought over more than two hundred moves, and their moves were so amazing that they reached the peak. The soldiers watching couldn't help but be intoxicated, and their colorful sounds were like thunder.

In the sunset, the spear dances, and the gorgeous moves are like lightning of the silver snake. The two people in the battle circle use their gunshots, poking, tapping, pricking, picking, plucking, striking, striking, striking, blocking, and placing... to the fullest.

After fighting for more than a hundred moves, Yue Lingfeng's gun path changed, and the tip of the gun was like a spirit snake, and it was swept with no tricks. The move was real, with three moves included, and three moves changed to nine moves. The moves hidden murderous intent, and the style was surprising. It seemed to contain thousands of pounds of force, and the wind and thunder rolled, and the gun shadow laid around Li Haoran was stabbed by Yue Lingfeng.

Li Haoran suddenly changed his move, and the dancing spear was like a blue dragon coming out of the abyss, which seemed to soar up to 90,000 miles. The tip of the spear was flashing silver light, and the cold plums dotted, which was breathtaking.

After more than 400 calls, the two of them were covered in sweat.

This time, Li Haoran did not use any internal strength as he said before, and fought with Yue Lingfeng only based on his physical function. Although he was tired, he was very excited. He whistled and said in a voice that only two people heard: "Yue Lingfeng is indeed a descendant of Wu Mu. Liquan's spear technique is indeed powerful. Let's look at the Hundred Birds and Phoenix Spear of the Three Kingdoms Gun Prodigy Yuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, the spear in his hand suddenly shook, and a silver phoenix quickly formed under the shadows of the guns, rushing towards Yue Lingfeng.

Yue Lingfeng's face was solemn, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed out with endless domineering aura. His gunshots were like lightning, like pear blossoms, and his attacks were like waves slamming the shore. The silver light, which contained the dignified supreme king's aura, wrapped towards the silver phoenix.

"Clang...Clang...Clang..." At the same time, everyone saw Yin Feng who had emerged from nowhere was stabbed by Yue Lingfeng with a shot, and "buzzed".

The silver phoenix seemed to make endless wailing sounds. Yue Lingfeng's silver spear stabbed heavily, forming a destructive and destructive force. The silver phoenix was stabbed by the silver spear and crossed, and suddenly broke into two pieces, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Is the winner determined?" This is the common question for everyone. While they were asking, they lowered their heads sadly and even the instructor was defeated. Isn't Yue Lingfeng the strongest person in the special forces army? This is their common idea. They have nothing to say when they lose to Li Haoran because he is their instructor, but they cannot accept the fact that Li Haoran defeated Yue Lingfeng.

Yue Lingfeng had already broken all the silver phoenixes and stabbed Li Haoran himself.

Just as everyone wanted to close their eyes and couldn't bear to see Li Haoran being defeated, suddenly, under the setting sun, silver light suddenly rose.

Yue Lingfeng's pupils shrank, and he saw that the silver phoenix that had been broken by him appeared again at a critical moment. Judging from its spirit and light, it was even more dazzling than culture and education.

The silver spear that was about to stab when the silver phoenix hit.

"clang!"

With a earth-shaking loud noise, the silver spear in Yue Lingfeng's hand was actually shot down by the long spear that was constantly dancing in Li Haoran. After spinning in the air for a few times, it penetrated straight into the hard soil, making a crisp "hiss" sound.

The silver spear flew away, and the spear immediately stabbed forward. Yue Lingfeng had no weapons in his hand at this time. Seeing the silver phoenix attack, he closed his eyes.

After a while, there was no sound or pain. Yue Lingfeng opened his eyes and saw the spear in Li Haoran's hand pressing three inches in front of his throat, without moving at all.

Yue Lingfeng smiled bitterly and said, "The Yue family was defeated, but you won."

Li Haoran took back his spear and was silent for a while before saying, "The Yue family's spear was not defeated, it was you who lost."

"Yes, I was defeated." Yue Lingfeng's unscrupulous eyes gradually regained a little bit of spirit. His eyes looked at Li Haoran were filled with sincere respect and gratitude. He thanked him for giving the Yue family the dignity he deserved.

Yue Lingfeng asked, "What is the last move?"

Li Haoran replied: "The phoenix is ​​reborn in the fire."

Yue Lingfeng sighed, recalled the scene at that time, and said, "It turns out that he was reborn from the fire, amazing. My Yue Lingfeng lost and convinced me. One day, I will prove with my strength that Yue Family Gun. Yue Ling Gun is not weaker than the Hundred Birds and the Phoenix Gun and you Li Haoran."

"I'm looking forward to it, but I hope you will inherit Yue Wumu's military strategy." Li Haoran saw the Black Tiger Fist, which was said to be created by Niu Gao, and when he saw his brotherhood with Yue Lingfeng, he had already doubted it. It was not until Yue Lingfeng used the most powerful Liquan spear technique in the Yue family's gun that he truly confirmed his thoughts.

Yue Lingfeng has outstanding gun skills at the moment. If he inherited Yue Wumu's military tactics and swept the Mongolian cavalry, it would be a beautiful story.

"I'm sorry, the suicide note of Wu Mu created by his ancestor was lost after he died. I'm afraid the instructor will disappoint him." Yue Lingfeng looked at Li Haoran, his eyes full of indignation and melancholy.

Li Haoran's eyes rolled, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, patted his shoulder, and said mysteriously and meaningfully: "The heaven pays off. The fate has come, and he can't even push it. Wu Mu's suicide note will always be returned to the Yue family."

"You mean..."

When he heard the words, he knew the elegance. Yue Lingfeng was a smart and witty person, otherwise he would not have practiced his marksmanship to the level of superb level. He was also a calm person, but at this moment, he was suddenly stunned, surprised and happy, and was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"I will give you a satisfactory answer when I go to my house tomorrow afternoon." Li Haoran patted his shoulder and walked out of the military camp slowly.

Only a group of soldiers looking at his back full of admiration and the stunned Yue Lingfeng were left.


Chapter completed!