Gao Wu: Log in the next 10,000 years

“Brother Sheng… is really my destined boss!”
Lin Ze recalled his relationship with Lu Sheng back then.
Seeing Lin Ze excitedly following Lu Sheng out of the classroom, there was a commotion in the classroom.
“I heard it! The way of the gun, Lu Sheng chose the way of the gun!”
“Be careful! Don’t choose a gun as a major! Don’t choose a gun! ..”
In the classroom, freshmen rushed to tell each other, looking serious and serious……,.
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The cold weapon practice classroom is located in the south of the campus.
There are tall and lush trees everywhere, and the school roads are dense like cobwebs, connecting one small square after another.
When passing by again, I could hear the sound of shouting and drinking from the side of my ear from time to time, as well as the sound of cold weapons piercing the air.
Lu Sheng and Lin Ze stopped when they passed by a signboard with “Spearman Practice Dojo (3)”.
“It should be here.”
Lu Sheng’s scattered mental power caught a lot of people standing in the small square pointed to by the stand, each holding a long gun.
“Isn’t it a practice classroom? It doesn’t seem to be here on the map.-..”
Lin ZedingLooking at the campus map on the phone, he scratched the back of his head.
“Go over and have a look first…”
Lu Sheng walked towards the small square.
Lin Ze naturally wouldn’t say anything, so he quickly followed.
“Only when you have completed the basic spear skills can you fully display the power of the ‘Cang Mang Kicking the Air’ technique. I will practice it now…”
When Lu Sheng walked to the small square, there was a middle-aged man with short hair, crew cut, wearing a vest, and a muscular middle-aged man was teaching the students below.
As he spoke, he began to wave the spear in his hand.
More than three meters long, the big black gun with the thickness of a fist danced like a black python in the man’s hand.
There were bursts of violent piercing sounds, as if the fine silk was being torn apart by force.
Suddenly, the man waved his hand.
With a sharp flick of the spear in his hand, a ball of brilliant white aura exploded from the tip of the spear, which exploded with a bang in the air.
The sound is crisp and loud.
A white air wave visible to the naked eye spread to the surroundings, and the circle of students watching from below were blown away by the invisible force of emptying, separating a passage from it.
At the end of the road, there stood Lu Sheng with a calm face and Lin Ze with a horrified face.
“You two, what’s going on?”
The middle-aged man put away his gun and stood, looking at Lu Sheng and the two of them and asking.
Lu Sheng talked about the division of cold weapons.
The middle-aged man nodded and said: “Since you are a freshman in the trial class, then go to the side to pick a gun and stand by the side to have a look.
Later, I will test your basic aptitude to see if you are suitable for learning guns. ”
Lu Sheng didn’t say anything, and turned his gaze to the side of the small square.
There was an iron weapon rack, and the rack was filled with black spears.
After careful calculation, Lu Sheng never even touched a real spear in real life.
Now, the opportunity is in front of us.
Lu Sheng walked towards the weapon rack.
Except for Lu Sheng and Lin Ze, the others who attended the lectures at the Gun Dao practice square were old students.
There are very few juniors, almost all sophomores.
The arrival of Lu Sheng attracted the attention of many people, and soon someone recognized him.
“It’s Lu Sheng! I didn’t expect that the cold weapon he chose was a gun!”
“Who is Lu Sheng?”
“This year’s Dragon Warrior Champion, the strongest freshman… haven’t checked the campus network in the past two days?”
“it’s him?”
The old students whispered and bit each other’s ears.
Seeing that Lu Sheng had come back with a gun, he immediately shut his mouth, but turned his head to look at him secretly from time to time.
Lu Sheng’s attention was all on the spear in his hand.
The spear body is made of a solid wood that Lu Sheng has never seen before.
Hard as iron, but flexible.
The gun tip is solid steel, but ground down.
The whole spear felt light in his hand, presumably because his own strength was too great.
Naturally, Lu Sheng would not be too demanding on this kind of training gun. He held the long gun in his hand and mentally explored every inch of its texture.
Carefully write down the feeling of every inch of skin in your palm touching the body of the gun, the weight of the entire spear, and so on.
This is what he inherited from Zhao Lengxuan’s memory.
This step is called getting familiar with the gun feel.
It is a way to quickly cultivate a tacit understanding with cold weapons and spears.
During this period, the middle-aged man has been teaching the old students the skills of spear skills, and occasionally calls one or two old students to go up to practice as a demonstration.
When the teaching was almost done, the middle-aged man announced: “Okay, everyone can leave get out of class now, and those who want to stay for a while can also…
You two, come up. ”
The middle-aged man pointed to Lu Sheng and the two of them.
The old students turned their eyes around one after another.
If it is normal, at least half of the people will be scattered at this moment.
But it just so happens that Lu Sheng, who has been in the limelight recently in the school,
Lu Sheng walked up holding the gun.
The middle-aged man said, “My name is Yu Haibo, and I am the bishop’s cold weapon marksmanship course from freshman to junior…”
Lu Sheng felt it early in the morning, the middle-aged man in front of him was full of energy and blood, and he was already a martial arts master at the peak of the sixth level.
The temperament of the whole person is also sharp and sharp, just like the big black gun he is holding in his hand.
“…You guys attack me one by one with guns, and I’ll see your fundamental aptitude.”
After the middle-aged man introduced himself, he said to Lu Sheng.
Obviously, he wanted Lu Sheng to come first.
Lu Sheng didn’t talk nonsense, holding the spear with one hand, stepped forward a few steps and walked in front of Yu Haibo.
The circle around the two of them had long been vacated, and old students surrounded them. Some even took out their mobile phones to secretly take videos, presumably thinking of posting them on the campus website to earn points.
Lu Sheng’s face was calm, and his eyes looked like ancient pools that hadn’t changed for thousands of years.
He held the gun in one hand, with a straight posture, faintly blending with the spear in his hand, and breathing was the link between the two.
“Be careful, Master Yu.”
Yu Haibo smiled, but did not speak.
Although Yu Haibo is not a master, he has been in the way of guns for decades, and his gun skills have already reached the perfection. …
Yu Haibo hadn’t finished his thoughts when he suddenly saw a black light that seemed to pierce the white screen, quickly zooming in on him.
Yu Haibo’s pupils shrank sharply, subconsciously raised his gun to defend…
“Clang—clang—”
“Snapped–”
After several consecutive gun barrel collision sounds, a large black gun fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and stopped.
Yu Haibo’s body was stiff, and he stood in place with one movement.
His neck was tense, and drops of sweat dripped from his temples.
I saw a blunted spear point hovering quietly three inches in front of his throat.
The piercing sharpness shot out from the smooth tip of the spear, making his scalp tingle, and it seemed as if the lid of the sky was about to be lifted off.
In the huge small square, there was no sound, and the drop of a needle could be heard.
Everyone must be watching with one hand holding a gun, GodThe calm Lu Sheng was all stunned.
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There is an old student who is holding a mobile phone to take pictures, his mouth is wide open, and he is completely motionless.
In some cases, they didn’t even hold the gun in their hands, only to react when it fell to the ground with a “click”.
“So you have the foundation…”
Yu Haibo tried his best to calm down his expression and tone, and spoke slowly.
Lu Sheng nodded and stopped.
The black spear returned to the hole like a black python, and before everyone could see clearly, the spear was already standing in Lu Sheng’s right hand.
It was as if it had been like this before, and had never moved.
My heart is even more horrifying.
“I have practiced, I offended the teacher.”
Yu Haibo waved his hands, smiled wryly, and did not speak.
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