Chapter 7: Issuance of Firearms (2)
On the second day, in the open backyard, Tong Yuan wielded his gun and danced, teaching in person. At first, he was only in one place, with the gun outside his body and his body beside the gun. As he continued to speak without stopping, the shadow of the gun and his body gradually became indistinguishable.
The wind in the arena grew urgent, and a sharp whistling sound filled the air. The tips of the spears burst forth from a cluster of dark shadows, swift as lightning illuminating the sky, steady as a mountain standing tall. In an instant, man and spear became one, a cold, eerie specter flashing before and behind, filling the vast arena with an aura that seemed to envelop everything in its shadowy grasp. The air was charged with energy, evoking a sense of nowhere to hide.
Liu Zhang's eyes were wide open, staring unblinkingly, afraid of missing a single move. Next to him, Zhang Ren and Zhang Wei had a look of madness on their faces.
It's been a long time since I've seen Master demonstrate in person, today suddenly seeing it again, after the initial excitement, both of their hearts were filled with warmth. Thinking back to when they first arrived, Master was also dancing with his spear just like today...
"Alright!"
With a soft shout, the gun shadows in the field suddenly disappeared. Tong Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, and on a wooden stake several meters away, a 2-meter-long yellow bamboo spear had already pierced through the stake, leaving only half of the spear handle exposed outside, trembling slightly and emitting a lingering humming sound.
Awesome!
Liu Zhang's mouth was agape, almost forming an "O" shape, and he couldn't close it for a long time.
Although he had long known that this old man had taught three extremely powerful apprentices, and was bound to be strong himself, it was still far beyond Liu Zhang's expectations.
I'm going! This move, although not as exaggerated as the flying flowers and leaves in martial arts novels, is still amazing that a bamboo spear can pierce through a wooden stake.
It must be practiced like this! It must be practiced like this!
Liu Zhang was frozen out.
After Brother Ge's practice is complete, the evil comes, and the divine horse flies to take Lü Bu's, all of them come to give it a try. Let the world know that the most powerful in this world is still our Liu family's divine gun...
"What's on your mind?!"
Just as Liu Sheng was gritting his teeth and glaring, indulging in the wonderful fantasy of how to shock the world with one shot, causing the heavens to change color and the rivers to flow backwards, and all heroes to bow down before him, he was shattered by a loud shout.
"Huh?"
He shivered and came back to his senses, only to see Tong Yuan's face filled with anger as he stared at him. Zhang Ren and Zhang Xiu stood beside him, their mouths agape, their faces filled with incredulity. He really couldn't understand how this little junior brother could still be distracted when the master was passing on his skills. This was an extreme disrespect to the master!
What's even more infuriating is the look on his face just now: gritting his teeth, red-faced and thick-necked, with both hands stretched out in mid-air clawing away... Ugh, that lewd appearance really makes one want to go up and kick him a few times in the face.
"Hmm! This final move is the ultimate killing technique, called Long Rainbow Piercing the Sun. It involves concentrating all one's energy and spirit into a single point and launching a fatal attack on the enemy. However, this move has great power but also hidden dangers. When two sides are engaged in battle and weapons are dropped, if another enemy comes to attack, one will lose their defensive weapon. Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, one must use it with caution, remember, remember!"
Tong Yuan saw that he had finally come to his senses, let out a cold snort, and continued to explain. Liu Zhang knew he was in the wrong, hastily perked up his ears to listen.
This guy's face is extremely thick, Master Tongyuan's angry expression on his face, as well as Zhang Ren and Zhang Xiang's surprised and contemptuous looks in their eyes, are all useless to him. His face is calm and composed, as if nothing had happened just now...
After all these days of getting along, Tong Yuan had already understood his temperament. With a silent sigh in her heart, she could only start again from the beginning and explain it to him carefully. When she saw the look of comprehension on his face, she swung her sleeves and told the three of them to practice on their own before turning around and leaving.
From this day on, Liu Zhang finally set foot on the path of martial arts cultivation. Afterwards, he practiced the martial skills passed down by Tong Yuan during the day and studied the essence of Mozi's works at night under the lamp.

