Douluo's corner gun

After awakening his martial soul, Hu Yi returned to his own house. He had lived in Old Jack's house for these years. Not long ago, an acquaintance in the village happened to be moving out, so Hu Yi used the gold soul coin to sell the yard. down.

He lacked everything but money.

After returning home, Hu Yi began to study his soul power. He was also very curious about the power of this world.

He could clearly feel the soul power in his body, but he couldn't explain it clearly. He slowly pulled the soul power into the palm of his hand. Silver-white light gathered, and a silver spear a few inches in size appeared. In the palm of his hand.

Hu Yi tried to increase the output of his soul power, but there was no change in the Yajiao Gun. Instead, the silver-white light gradually became stronger.

Can't you change your form?Hu Yi was a little disappointed. He wanted to try the feeling of wielding his martial spirit, but his height restricted him.

You must know that the spear Hu Yi practices now is just an ordinary wooden stick, and he mostly uses wooden sticks when sparring with his brothers, because even if it is a wooden spear, it will not hurt to be stabbed.

Marksmanship and stick skills are almost the same. They both add a stick to a gun, and a gun to a stick. The only difference is that the lethality of the gun is huge, not to mention the flexibility of the marksmanship.

Taking back his martial spirit, Hu Yi thought, if he had nothing to do, he might as well practice his marksmanship.

Then he walked from the house to the courtyard, picked up the stick, and started practicing basic marksmanship.

The moon stick, the sword of the year, the spear of a lifetime, the sword is hidden in the hand. The spear is a world-famous weapon. It is called the king of weapons. It is mainly used for surprise, speed, cleverness and accuracy. The most effective ones are moving, buckling, and stabbing. prick!

It is mainly composed of four major moves, supplemented by nine major moves, some are false and true, some are strange and positive, its advance is sharp, its retreat is fast, its potential is dangerous, its knot is short, it is motionless like a mountain, and moves like thunder.

The wooden stick in Hu Yi's hand kept thrusting forward, diagonally and sweeping forward, practicing his fighting skills. Every move and style made a sound of breaking through the air.

Ordinary wooden sticks dance like tigers and tigers in Hu Yi's hands, exuding a fierce flavor!

prick!

A fierce momentum emerged, Hu Yi concentrated his concentration, focused his strength on one point, and stabbed forward fiercely.

dance!

With a slight shout, the spear's momentum suddenly changed, from the fierceness just now, to an elegant one. With a wave of the wooden stick in his hand, Hu Yi turned around, thrust forward, and stabbed, it was a carbine that shocked the world!

The wooden stick groaned softly, and the moves changed again.The moves came out like thunder, and with another turn of his body, Hu Yi thrust forward with a forward thrust, like the water of the rushing Yellow River, making it difficult for people to guard against.

Suddenly, the moves change again!

Hu Yi held the gun barrel with one hand, raised his leg, jumped up and hit the ground hard.

boom!The sound resounded, but the wooden stick in Hu Yi's hand shattered at that moment.

"Excellent!" Hu Yi shouted, he had not reached this level for some time.

After taking a few breaths, Hu Yi panted and felt that he had shed a lot of sweat.

"Boy Hu, Hu Yi." Old Jack's voice appeared outside the door, and the door outside could be heard banging.

"Old Jack?" Hu Yi, who had just finished practicing, paused and walked out of the courtyard to open the door for Old Jack.

Hu Yi walked in to welcome Old Jack. It could be seen that Old Jack's face was not very good. He took the lead and asked: "Grandpa Jack, why are you here? Come in and sit down first, and I will make a pot of tea."

Old Jack showed a loving smile, and the grievances he had just suffered from Tang Hao were wiped away. What is attitude? This is attitude. When I went to your place, I couldn't even take a sip of tea, and I was so angry.

"No, grandson, I just came over to check on you."

Hearing this, Hu Yi's face darkened, but he still said: "It's okay, it's okay."

Although he said he was coming in to sit, there was only one room. That was just a polite term. The room was small, but his yard was large and there was enough space to practice marksmanship.

Hu Yi took out a foldable table and two chairs from the house, and then placed them in the courtyard. He took out a teapot, a teacup, and something similar to a thermos. Not long after, the tea was fragrant.

Old Jack picked up the tea cup, boasted for a while, then took a sip, his eyes lit up, what a good tea!

Said: "Grandson, your tea is not cheap, isn't it? At least it costs twenty copper coins."

Hu Yi shook his head, "Old Jack, you guessed wrong. This green bamboo tea costs one gold soul coin and one bamboo tube, although I don't think it's worth the price."

Old Jack's hand holding the tea shook, with an incredible look on his face. He had known that his grandson was different, very precocious, spoke earlier than other children, and was even more versatile in doing things and entertaining. Moreover, Old Jack I wanted to give him a name but he refused.

Although he has raised him for five years, basically his grandson has never called him grandpa. He is always called Old Jack and Grandpa Jack.

Old Jack thought to himself, how wonderful it would be if he really was my grandson.

Pretending to cough, Old Jack put down his tea cup, "Hu Yi, I heard that you are gifted with full soul power. I am going to arrange for you and Tang San to study at Notting City Junior College. The village will pay for it. What do you think?"

"I'm free to do it, but I don't need the village to pay for it. I still have the travel expenses, and I'll cover Tang San's share for him."

Old Jack glanced at his grandson, his face filled with sadness for a moment, "When it comes to Tang San, I get angry. How come Tang San, such a sensible child, has such a father?"

"Don't worry, he will go"

Old Jack was slightly startled and said instinctively.

"how do you know?"

"intuition."

Old Jack was speechless for a moment, and his grandson was chatting to death again.

Hu Yi said at this time: "Would you like to stay and have a meal? It's getting late. I happened to pickle some dried meat a few days ago, and also bought some wine and had a few drinks."

Old Jack knew that his grandson knew cooking skills, so he nodded.

"Brother Hu, are you at home?" Tang San first saw that the door of Hu Yi's house was open and tried to ask. Then he walked closer and saw Hu Yi and Old Jack sitting in the yard drinking tea.

"Tang San? Why are you here? Are you here to get dried meat?"

Tang San rarely came to see him, except when there was dried meat or roasted duck, fish and goose, he came most often.

"Grandpa Old Jack, you are here too." Tang San said hello to Old Jack first.

Then he said sheepishly: "Yes, Brother Hu, I'm late for cooking because I have something to do. I have to go to the back mountain to dig some mountain mushrooms later."

Seeing how sensible Tang San was, Old Jack quickly grabbed Tang San and said, "You're already here, why don't you dig some mushrooms? Boy Hu is about to cook. You can just bring some vegetables back later."

"Isn't this bad? And my father is still waiting for me." Tang San was a little moved. The food cooked by Brother Hu was excellent. These dishes were something he had never tasted in his previous life. Not only did they taste good, but they were also beautiful in style.

"Grandpa Jack is right, but you'd better call Uncle Hao over. I'll add a few more dishes later. It's really not good to ask the elders to wait."

"Hmph, what do you call that lazy guy? But he can only strike when he is full."

Although Old Jack said this, Tang San certainly knew what Old Jack meant.

Tang San said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Hu, then I will go back and call my father.

After saying that, Tang San turned around and left, but Hu Yi stopped him.

"Why are you in a hurry? Help me lay the groundwork. Our homes are so close. You called Uncle Hao over. I haven't even finished cooking the food yet. Is it possible that your dad should wait here?"

Tang San thought for a moment, nodded, and said with a slight blush: "Brother Hu, I can't cook."

"I haven't asked you to cook, so just wash the rice, fold it on a steaming plate, and steam it in a big pot."

Tang San said: "I understand."