No matter Teng Qingshan's spear splitting blow or his last drilling blow, they were both extremely powerful.

Of course, the most important thing is that Teng Qingshan has already understood this spear posture, which is a realm that only a master of marksmanship can comprehend!

In other words, Teng Qingshan is already a marksman master now?

A six-year-old marksman?

"Genius!" Teng Yunlong muttered after coming back to his senses.

"Oh my God." At the same time, Teng Yongxiang was also completely stunned.

This strength can be born naturally, but this spear skill requires time to hone.

As the saying goes, 'a moon stick, a year's sword, a lifetime's gun'. To be able to use a big gun well requires several years of basic skills alone. Otherwise, it is just an empty show. Teng Qingshan's moves are simple, but there is real skill in them.

.

Everyone present could see it clearly.

"Qingshan, my grandson, you are a genius!"

The next breath, Teng Yunlong's eyes shone, staring at Teng Qingshan, and asked with disbelief: "How can you practice this marksmanship?"

"I, when I was at home, I just used wooden sticks to play casually. Then I secretly learned the marksmanship skills of my uncles and uncles in the martial arts training field." Teng Qingshan smiled shyly and explained.

"Studying secretly? There really are such geniuses in this world." Hearing this, Teng Qingshan's grandfather, Teng Yongfan, couldn't help but exclaimed.

Although Teng Qingshan's marksmanship is still a little behind that of the marksman from Tengjiazhuang, but compared with the average uncles in the clan, it is not much different.

"Grandpa, dad, do you agree with me to practice shooting?" Seeing this, Teng Qingshan immediately hit the snake on the stick and asked with an open face.

"Of course I agree, Qingshan, you were born for guns."

Teng Yunlong hurriedly said, a six-year-old child with such skill with a gun is definitely born to use a gun.

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The screen changes.

In the woods of Tengjiazhuang, there is a child wearing a green cotton-padded jacket, holding a green phoebe gun, but Teng Qingshan is standing casually, with his right hand stretched out.

"Huh." I saw Teng Qingshan's five fingers on his right hand grasping the end of the spear's handle, and he forced the spear to level.

Then, Teng Qingshan closed his eyes and stood motionless.

"What on earth is this kid Qingshan doing?"

Not far away, Teng Qingshan's elders were quietly watching. One of them whispered: "Yong Fan, your son just holds a big gun and doesn't move. What on earth is the method of practicing gun training?

Why can’t I understand?”

"I don't know either." Teng Yongfan shook his head and replied blankly.

"It takes a lot of energy to hold a spear like this. Qingshan is very strong. I guess he can only hold on to a cup of tea at most and the spear will hang down." Finally, a marksman from Tengjiazhuang made a comment.

.

After all, this master of marksmanship has spent half his life on marksmanship, so of course he has the most say.

However, they don't know that there is a saying called slap in the face.

Half an hour passed... Teng Qingshan remained motionless.

An hour passed... Teng Qingshan remained motionless.

Two hours later!

"How is that possible?"

Everyone in Tengjiazhuang, who had finished practicing, found that Teng Qingshan was still motionless, and couldn't help shouting in surprise.

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The screen changes.

In the woods, Teng Qingshan stood quietly with his eyes closed, but the strange thing was... his body muscles made a very slight low sound. Suddenly, his ears moved and he withdrew his spear. He raised his head.

Come, look at the person coming, and say with a smile: "Dad, uncle, why are you here?"

"Qingshan, what are you practicing now?" Standing by the woods, Teng Yongfan asked Teng Qingshan with a puzzled look on his face.

"What's the use of holding a spear like this?" Teng Yongxiang asked without understanding: "You should practice piercing and stabbing."

Hearing this, Teng Qingshan smiled slightly and said in a childish tone: "Dad, uncle! I have always practiced like this, and I was thinking... No matter what weapon, it is an extension of the fists and feet. If I can practice it, I can use a spear."

It’s just a part of my body, then I’m awesome.”

Teng Qingshan's childish words stunned the two of them.

"Part of the body?"

When Teng Yongxiang and Teng Yongfan heard this answer, their faces were startled.

"This, this..."

Suddenly, Teng Yongxiang seemed to have thought of something, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Yongfan, I have heard of the state of 'human and spear merge into one'. What Qingshan said is that the spear becomes a part of the body, right?"

, is the combination of man and gun?"

Teng Yongfan's eyes also lit up.

The tribesmen in Tengjiazhuang have also heard of the fusion of man and gun, but no one knows how it can reach that point!

After all, guns are guns and people are people, how can they be one?

However, it seems that they can know the answer to this question from Teng Qingshan!
Chapter completed!