Taoist priest in the foggy capital

Chapter 95: The Master of Weapons (please read it!)

Yin Xiu took a deep breath, and a slight chill came from the wound affected by the breath.

Just now, Lin Hu's spear tip turned into countless metal jets, almost covering Yin Xiu's upper body. If he hadn't used his red scales to barely protect his face and heart, he might have either died or gone blind.

Pulling out a piece of iron filings from her shoulder, Yin Xiu looked at Lin Hu coldly.

At this time, the latter also slowly wiped off the gunpowder powder on the gun body, took out a gun tip from his waist and installed it.

It seems that the spear is specially made, and the whole is made of wood, but the section near the head is a steel pipe, which is enough to carry low-intensity gunpowder without being damaged.

"There is no way. Times have changed. I would have disdained using these tricks before, but now I am not a martial arts champion, just a boxer. Please forgive me."

Lin Hu said it very seriously, without a hint of ridicule or hypocrisy. It seemed that he was just talking about a very ordinary thing.

"It doesn't matter." Yin Xiu grinned, "This is a fight, not a competition. As long as you understand this clearly, there will be no confusion."

Lin Hu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's right, people who talk about martial arts these days have long been lying on the ground."

With a look on his face, he raised the spear in his hand and shouted: "If that's the case, I won't be polite!"

Yin Xiu picked up the knife beside him and pointed at him, "Come on."

Lin Hu shouted loudly and held out the spear again, like a dragon or a snake.

"Meteor flying to the moon!"

As the spear swung, a cold light shot out from Lin Hu's hand and went straight into Yin Xiu's chest.

Yin Xiu's eyes widened, and his attention became more concentrated under the stimulation of pain. He lightly rubbed the long knife in his hand, pressed hard against the tip of the gun, and brought a series of sparks straight to Lin Hu's hand.

When Lin Hu saw this, he shook out a spear without hesitation, shaking off Yin Xiu's long knife stuck to the barrel of his gun, and then followed it up with another dragon, piercing Yin Xiu's feet.

After being barely blocked by the long knife, Lin Hu drew his spear. The spear swayed and was pulled back by him, and then his whole body turned violently.

"Back to the carbine!"

After the spear whistled, a cold light shot directly towards Yin Xiu's throat.

"Oops!"

Tuen Mun Wong Fei Hung could only shout these two words at this time. As for other words, he was stammering and could not speak clearly.

Hong Sheng was also biting his lips tightly, his heart was so tight that he could not speak.

Both of them knew that this was an inevitable and unstoppable shot.

Just when the spear was about to pierce Yin Xiu's throat, there was a bang, and the gun tip exploded again, and the metal jet passed by Yin Xiu's face. In just a moment, Yin Xiu's throat was already bloody.

Yin Xiu was severely injured, but Lin Hu was very surprised. He was still tilting his head at this moment, confused about the situation.

He didn't understand until he caught a glimpse of Yin Xiu's knife from the corner of his eye.

"This guy cut the knife in the middle of the gun barrel and actively triggered the shooting device!"

Yin Xiu grinned, and blood immediately poured out of the corners of his mouth. At the same time, on his neck and face, there were wisps of purple energy that ordinary people couldn't see.

If an expert was present, it would have been obvious that Yin Xiu used Dragon and Tiger Qi to protect his meridians at the moment when the gun tip exploded, so that although he was seriously injured, he would not die on the spot.

Experts could tell that everyone present, including Wong Fei-hung of Tuen Mun in the audience, could not figure out the reason and just thought that the metal jet had missed the target.

Others didn't know. Although Lin Hu didn't understand the reason, he felt that Yin Xiu in front of him had some long-established aura that was about to explode violently!

Lin Hu turned around, used the spear with the broken tip as a long stick, and stabbed Yin Xiu.

Yin Xiu returned the knife and struck it on the long stick. The remaining powder from the previous gunpowder shot immediately spilled out, condescendingly covering Lin Hu's head and face. "Oops."

Lin Hu was blinded and backed away, but he could only see in his blurred vision that Yin Xiu's left hand had ignited a raging fire without knowing when, and thick smoke was rising.

And his whole body was rushing toward him like a tiger descending from the mountain.

"The Overlord is trapped!"

The momentum that had been accumulated for a long time exploded violently. All Yin Xiu's strength and blood were poured into one place, and the sword also glowed with purple light.

After the sharp knife knocked down the steel pipe on the gun, it followed the straight barrel of the gun, like a sailboat sailing into the harbor, neatly split the black barrel of the gun from the middle, and slashed straight at Lin Hu.

With one strike, the wood was split into two halves, the wood thorns exploded, and crumbs flew away.

After hitting Lin Hu's strong chest, the long knife went downwards.

When it reached the waist, Yin Xiu made another diagonal move. The knife slanted up from the waist and abdomen again, and slashed up the shoulder from the other direction. Like a swimming dragon, it opened two shocking wounds on Lin Hu's body, deep and deep. Visible bone.

Tick ​​tick tick, the blood of the two people fell to the ground, mixed together, and actually gathered into a small puddle on the ring.

The strong smell of blood stimulated the nerves of the boxers in the audience, causing them to fight with each other.

Lin Hu threw the gun barrel that had exploded into a sieve aside and calmly confronted Yin Xiu.

"Dude, I have a question for you."

"Say." Yin Xiu grinned.

After clearing his throat and spitting out a mouthful of pus and blood, Lin Hu asked, "If I had changed the gun just now and it was unlucky, or if you hadn't found the shooting device on the gun barrel, would you have been able to avoid that shot?"

Yin Xiu pondered for a while, seeming to be recalling the feeling of the shot just now.

After a long time, he said frankly: "That shot was like an immortal coming to the world. Even if it happens a hundred times, I can't avoid it or stop it."

"Death is inevitable?" Lin Hu asked.

"Death is certain."

Seeing Yin Xiu say this, Lin Hu nodded with satisfaction.

"When I recover from my injury, we will spar again and show you the complete Cangzhou Gun."

Yin Xiu raised his eyebrows, "You still use that special gun tip?"

A blush immediately appeared on Lin Hu's dark face, and he smiled awkwardly: "The guns of our Tang people are actually not bad. Alas, older people are confused and tend to put the cart before the horse."

After taking a long breath, Lin Hu said again: "Okay, I originally wanted to help you delay for a while, let you take a breath and recover, but I can't hold it anymore."

As he spoke, he took out a jade plaque from his pocket and handed it to Yin Xiu.

"This is my life tablet. It's the only one in the world. Take it and ask someone to send this life tablet to Yuen Long if you need help in the future. I, Lin Hushe, will give you my life!"

[Milestone reached: Gun King’s recognition. 】

[Milestone Reward: Master of Instruments. 】

Description: Master of weapons, passive skills, cold weapon proficiency improvement.

Proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts, all the weapons in the world, every sword, every blade of grass, every tree, are all within his grasp. He can master them the moment he picks them up, no need for years of practice.

Warriors are like water, changing with the situation.

(End of this chapter)