Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

"All five leaders are here."

At this moment, the crowd suddenly became agitated, and everyone turned around and looked towards the mountain road.

"Is this moment finally coming? I've been waiting for it for a long time!"

Su Ming followed the gaze of the crowd and saw five old men coming from a distance. His fingers holding the Flying Dragon Spear could not help but increase their strength, and his eyes burst into an unprecedented brilliance. On the winding sheep farm road, five white-haired old men were walking slowly. The five men were tall, short, fat, and thin. They were all wearing gray robes, walking steadily, with bright eyes, and majestic gestures.

"Disciples, meet the five masters!"

"Disciple, greetings to the five masters!"

"Disciples, greet the five masters!"

All the Kongtong disciples in the martial arts arena knelt on one knee, clasped their hands together, and respectfully saluted the five elders.

""Okay, everyone, get up." Guan Neng said calmly. When the Kongtong disciples heard Guan Neng's words, they all stood up and stood by with their hands hanging down, with a humble attitude, not even daring to breathe.

At this time, Guan Neng came in front of Su Ming, looked him up and down, and said calmly:"You are not a disciple of Emei Sect. Emei disciples never use guns."

"Yes, I am not."

Su Ming had never said that he was a disciple of Emei, and it had always been the other party's subjective assumption.

Beside him, the four elders of Kongtong were all looking at Su Ming, and finally, their eyes all fell on the Flying Dragon Spear.

Feeling the cold air emanating from the tip of the spear, the four of them looked at each other and thought that this spear was not ordinary.

"What a sharp spear."

Guan Neng's eyes fell on the tip of the spear and he couldn't help but praise it.

He was the head of the Kongtong Sect and had a lot of experience. He could tell whether a weapon was good or bad at a glance.

"I have used this Flying Dragon Spear to kill soldiers, scums, and martial arts masters... I came to Kongtong Sect today, I don't want to kill people, and I don't want to see blood. I just want to defeat the five of you here to improve my spear skills!" Su Ming said leisurely.

Defeat the five of us?

Hearing Su Ming's words, the five elders of Kongtong sneered and shook their heads.

They had made a name for themselves decades ago. After years of training, both their boxing and internal strength have reached a higher level. The young man in front of him has a childish face. Even if his spear skills are high, they are still limited. It is simply a foolish dream to want to defeat the five of them right away.

"It's not wrong for young people to have ambitions, but when you speak so arrogantly and don't know how to respect your elders, I think you are arrogant."Guan Neng said bluntly

"I must respect the seniors in the martial arts world, but if these so-called seniors are not as capable as me, then why should I respect them!"Su Ming's eyes flashed, and the coldness of the Flying Dragon Spear became stronger and stronger.

""Big Brother, stop talking nonsense to this guy, let me take care of him with one punch."

Tang Wenliang stepped out and stood directly in the center of the martial arts arena.

Didn't Su Ming want to challenge the five elders of Kongtong? Well, he, Tang Wenliang, would help Su Ming and let Su Ming know how powerful the Kongtong Sect was.

"It would be better if I, your junior brother, could do it."Guan Neng nodded and said,"Although this young man is a little arrogant, his crime is not punishable by death. You, your junior brother, should teach him a lesson, but you must not hurt his life." Guan

Neng knew very well how powerful Tang Wenliang's martial arts were. Tang Wenliang had already integrated three of the seven internal forces of the Seven Injury Fist. If the opponent was hit by Tang Wenliang's punch, his internal organs would be ruptured on the spot, and he would definitely die.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother, I will be careful when I attack you."

Tang Wenliang rolled up his sleeves, rubbing his hands, and looked at Su Ming with contempt in his eyes.

""Sir, this senior Tang Wenliang is ranked third in Kongtong Sect and is the head of Feilong Sect. You have to be careful." Ji Xiaofu said with worry in her eyes.

That's Tang Wenliang! He is at the same level as her master, Nun Miejue!

Although Su Ming's spear skills are very strong, can he beat Tang Wenliang? I'm really worried for him.

""Miss Ji, I will be careful."

Su Ming held the gun in both hands and slowly stepped forward a few steps to the center of the martial arts arena and stood in front of Tang Wenliang.

The scorching sun was hanging high in the sky. The scorching sun shone down from the sky and fell on the martial arts arena like a rainstorm. The flat ground of the martial arts arena had already become hot.

Su Ming held the Flying Dragon Spear, his white clothes were whiter than snow, and the red tassels were fluttering. Because the tip of the spear was made of thousand-year-old cold iron, Su Ming's hands holding the spear did not sweat because of the hot weather, but felt very cool.

"Tang Wenliang, don't you use a weapon?"Su Ming said to Tang Wenliang.

The Flying Dragon Spear in Su Ming's hand was a divine weapon that could cut through iron like mud. Su Ming didn't want to take advantage of the other party.

"Use weapons? What a joke!"Tang Wenliang made a start gesture and said proudly:"Who am I? Do I need to use weapons to deal with a junior like you? I can't afford to lose face."

Tang Wenliang was proud of his status and didn't use weapons at all.

In fact, the five elders of Kongtong were all good at fists and feet, and they were not good at weapons. Only with bare hands could they exert their strongest strength.

"You will regret it!"

Su Ming finished his words and rushed out. With the help of the inertia of his body, the Flying Dragon Spear stabbed out with a swish. The tip of the spear pierced through the air, causing a sharp and piercing sound.

Zhongping Spear!

If you want to break the Zhongping Spear, nine out of ten people will be injured!

"Boy, you are really good, but it's a pity that you are far from enough."

Feeling Su Ming's sharp spear skills, Tang Wenliang's eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists with both hands, and used his bare hands to dismantle the Feilong Spear.