Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

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"Xiao Zhao, you stay here and watch"The Great Swordsman". Don't run around. I'm going to practice martial arts at the basalt rock."Su Ming raised his rainbow spear and walked towards the basalt rock with a whoosh.

""Yes! Master!"

Xiao Zhao nodded repeatedly, took out the"Qi Men Dun Jia" given to her by Liu Bowen, sat under an ancient cypress, and read it with relish.

"It is indeed a good place to practice martial arts."

Su Ming landed on the basalt with his gun in hand, and looked around with his starry eyes. He saw the blue sky above his head, the white clouds around him, the flat basalt under his feet, and the abyss under the boulder. Standing in such a place to practice martial arts is indeed a unique experience.

"Hundred strikes to set the prairie on fire, go out!"

"Fifty postures: oblique lifting posture, upward lifting posture, no spear posture-……"

Su Ming held the Piercing Rainbow Spear and performed the Fifty Postures, firing one spear at a time. Each spear carried a spear force and was extremely powerful.

After practicing the most critical Fifty Postures, the next two steps were

"Thirty strikes: no fixed strike, heavy rain and strong wind, thousands of waves……"

"Twenty needles: starting position, needle hidden in cotton, threading the needle, and gold needle hidden in the dark……"

Su Ming performed Thirty Strikes and Twenty Needles successively. Thirty Strikes is like a violent storm. Once used, it is extremely fierce and can overwhelm the enemy. Its disadvantage is that it consumes a lot of true energy.

Twenty Needles is an acupuncture spear technique. The control of the spear must reach a subtle level. The spear is like a needle and thread, specifically hitting the enemy's acupuncture points. Although its power is not as strong as Fifty Strikes and Thirty Strikes, it is equally extraordinary. Its exquisiteness far exceeds the unique skills of ordinary sects.

After Su Ming finished practicing the Hundred Strikes of the Prairie Fire, he had breakfast with Xiao Zhao, and returned to the basalt to continue practicing the Hundred Strikes of the Prairie Fire.

After lunch, Su Ming began to practice the Mingshenwu Canon as usual.

"Starting today, I will start compressing my Qi and purifying it as much as possible."Practice spear in the morning and Qi in the afternoon. Su Ming remembered Zhang Sanfeng's words and immediately took action to compress the Mingshen Qi in his body. The Mingshen Qi in his body was extremely strong. If he wanted to purify it all, it would be a very long process and it would be difficult to see results in a short period of time.

Time passed quickly and it was evening.

"Senior Su, Grandmaster asked me to inform you that the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation has been set up. Please go to the martial arts arena and learn martial arts from several senior uncles."A little Taoist boy walked up to Su Ming and said,

"Okay, I understand."

Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged on the basalt rock, nodded slowly.

He opened his eyes and looked at the little Taoist boy. He saw that he was two or three years older than Xiao Zhao, with bright eyes and regular features. He was not flustered at all when facing his sharp gaze, so he asked:

"What's your name? Who is your master?"

"My name is Song Qingshu, my master is my father, my father is one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Song Yuanqiao"

"Oh, it turns out to be the son of Mr. Song"

"Senior Su, I have brought you here. I am leaving now.

The little Taoist boy clasped his fists, turned around and ran down the basalt rock. Behind the dense forest,

Su Ming slowly stood up, picked up the rainbow spear stuck in the rock, waved to Xiao Zhao who was reading under the ancient cypress, and said:

"Xiao Zhao, it's time for us to go."

""Okay, Master."

At that moment, Su Ming took Xiao Zhao away from the basalt rock and walked towards the martial arts arena of Wudang Mountain.

The martial arts arena was in front of Zixiao Palace and was a very spacious square.

When Su Ming and Xiao Zhao walked to the martial arts arena, they saw that the edge of the martial arts arena was full of people.

Zhang Sanfeng stood in the front, and behind him were the Seven Heroes of Wudang, all of whom were carrying long swords, and Yu Daying, who was leaning on crutches, stood beside them. Behind them were the third and fourth generation disciples of Wudang Sect who came to watch the battle. There were huge crowds of people, and they all looked at Su Ming with awe.

""My dear Su, you are at the level of a half-step master. Today is such a grand event. I would like to ask my disciples to come and have a look. Do you mind?" Zhang Sanfeng smiled as he approached Su Ming.

The Seven-Section Formation of Zhenwu vs. the White-Cloaked Spear God Su Ming, it would be of great benefit to the Wudang disciples to witness this level of battle in the future.

"No problem." Su Ming smiled and said,"I have dared to challenge Wudang Sect and brought you a lot of trouble. I feel very sorry for that. How can I mind these things?"

"Okay, let's get started."

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Zhang Sanfeng smiled amiably and instructed the Seven Wudang Heroes,"Yuanqiao, Lianzhou, Songxi... the six of you go on stage. This time we will only compete with each other to a certain extent. We will make friends through martial arts. Winning or losing is not important. We must not damage the friendship between Wudang and Young Hero Su. Do you understand?""

"Yes, Master!"Song Yuanqiao and others agreed at the same time and walked onto the martial arts arena one after another.

Su Ming told Xiao Zhao to stand in a safe area, then he held the Guanhong Spear in one hand, and in one step, he floated onto the martial arts arena and stood with the spear.

After Zhang Sanfeng gave many instructions, he walked towards Su Ming with the Wudang Six Heroes. He said to Su Ming:

"This set of Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation was created by the old Taoist twenty years ago. The word Zhenwu comes from the name of Zhenwu Emperor.".............

"When the old Taoist saw the statue of the Great Emperor Zhenwu, holding a turtle in one hand and a snake in the other, an idea suddenly occurred to him: the black turtle is steady and the snake is agile, so he spent several years teaching each of his seven disciples a set of sword techniques, which became the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation."The Zhenwu Seven-Section

Formation takes the stability of the black turtle and the swiftness of the spirit snake. It is both offensive and defensive, and is extremely powerful. It is even more powerful than the Kunlun School's Liangyi Sword Formation, and is the most advanced sword formation in the world.

""Friend Su, when Yuanqiao and the other six join forces to set up the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation, the power is equivalent to 32 Xiantian-level warriors joining forces, so you have to be careful." Zhang Sanfeng warned. When six people join forces to set up the formation, it is equivalent to 32 Xiantian-level warriors joining forces, which is enough to show how terrifying the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation is!

"Thank you for your advice, I will be careful."Su Ming clasped his fists.

The stronger the opponent, the more excited Su Ming was.

Because only when the enemy is strong enough can he unleash the maximum potential of his spearmanship.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded:"Okay, let's start." After saying that, he flew down the martial arts field.

In an instant, only Su Ming was left with his spear on the martial arts field, and Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Zhang Cuishan, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu were on the opposite side.

""Young Master Su, I'm sorry!"

Song Yuanqiao saluted with his fists, behaving like a great hero, and then with a swish, he drew out his Wudang sword, the sword light was bright, the sword energy was scattered, and his feet quickly moved around Su Ming. _To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download the Fulu Novel APP!