The Era of National Martial Arts

Sure enough, martial arts all over the world lead to the same goal.

There is no strict boundary between marksmanship and knife method.

Qin Jin nodded subconsciously, and walked back to the residence of Huai City Martial Arts University in a lonely way.

"Su Jin, you go, be careful."

The principal of Wuhan University in Huai City frowned fiercely, thinking it was a piece of soft bone, easy to gnaw on.

Never expected that there would be Xu Zhen, not even Qin Jin's opponent.

At this time, Su Jin came to the stage.

"Wu University in Huai City, Su Jin!"

Saying that, Su Jin also drew out a knife that was carried behind his back.

This is a machete!

At first glance, Su Jin looked a little rough.

He is also a powerful fighter.

Just looking at the machete in his hand, one can tell that its strength is not bad.

"Please wait a moment..."

Xu Zhen looked at Su Jin solemnly, and then said to referee Fan Jingwen.

Fan Jingwen nodded and said nothing.

Each player has a 10-minute break after the game.

However, many people choose to give up.

At this time, Xu Zhen brought it up.

Whatever he does is reasonable.

I saw Xu Zhen took off the brocade box behind him, and squatted down.

On the high platform, a strange look flashed across Mu Jianfeng's eyes.

"This brat really practiced with guns!" Mu Jianfeng murmured in his heart, a little more seriously.

In Mu Jianfeng's eyes, Xu Zhen's fight just now was simply scum.

Without the slightest bit of tricks, pure power output, nothing more than a reckless man.

So, when Xu Zhen took out the gun, Mu Jianfeng faintly looked forward to it.

Xu Zhen took out the prairie gun, stood up and said to Fan Jingwen, "I'm done, let's start."

Then, Xu Zhen raised his hands slightly.

Marksmanship, starting style!

"what?"

Fan Jingwen was about to announce the start, when he saw Xu Zhen's hand, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"That's a good move!" Fan Jingwen lowered his eyelids and murmured.

He wasn't the only one who noticed the abnormality, but all warriors above rank five could see Xu Zhen's proficiency in marksmanship.

Marksmanship is difficult to practice and difficult to master!

Could it be that countless people can do it with one handgun.

Xu Zhen is well versed in the principle of both offense and defense.

"Are you actually practicing guns? No wonder your sword skills are poor. It seems that I have wrongly blamed you."

Su Jin originally wanted to teach Xu Zhen a lesson, but Xu Zhen was too embarrassing for a knife practitioner.

At this time, knowing that Xu Zhen was holding a gun, he suddenly realized.

It is a strange thing for a gunman to know how to use a knife.

Thinking about it carefully, Xu Zhen's poor saber technique concealed the shadow of spear technique.

He defends the gun with a sword!

Xu Zhen didn't say a word. The other party was a second-rank peak martial artist, much stronger than him.

But Xu Zhen is confident that he can beat him.

Su Jin dragged the knife to the ground, rubbing it harshly.

"呲呲呲..."

A harsh sound came, making Xu Zhen frowned.

It was the first time he encountered this kind of move.

Drag the knife!

If you know this saber technique, you will definitely be able to call it out.

Dragging the knife is a very small martial art, and few people know it. It is said that it is an ancient military martial art, and it has been used to this day.

But, very few people will.

Su Jin put the knife on the ground and rushed towards Xu Zhen.

In the blink of an eye, Su Jin came not far from Xu Zhen.

With the power of inertia, the machete swiped upwards from the ground, and it hit Xu Zhen's face.

Xu Zhen blocked the attacking blade with a horizontal spear.

"Dengdengdeng..."

Both Xu Zhen and Su Jin took a step back.

"Awesome, you can stop me from dragging a knife, you are the first one I meet."

Surprise flashed across Su Jin's eyes, and he praised without hesitation.