Chapter 9 Spear Style

Author: Long Baoyu

Chapter 9 Spear Style

"As long as we plan properly, we not only have a chance of winning, but it's also very good!"

The two of them came to the restaurant where they had a drink last time and ordered a pot of tea and a plate of melon seeds. Seeing that there was no one around, Zhou Paotou said in a low voice.

Zhao Lin asked: "How to do it specifically?"

Zhou Paotou asked in disbelief: "What time of year is it now?"

Zhao Lin glanced at him unexpectedly and said, "Winter."

“What do bears do in the winter?”

"Hibernation."

Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said: "Do you know where it hibernates and want to sneak attack?"

Zhou Paotou said with a smile on his face, "Is it possible to fight it openly? We hunters call hibernating bears squatting, and killing hibernating bears is called killing bears."

"I have been observing the whereabouts of that bear over the years, and I know exactly where it is squatting."

If Zhao Linxin wants to carry out a sneak attack, the difficulty will be reduced by at least half.

His thoughts continued to wander, and he even thought of various ways to use fire and poisonous gas.

"This is just one of them..."

Zhou Paotou continued: "This bear has lived for nearly forty years, which is equivalent to the age of our seventies and eighties. He is old and frail, and his strength has been greatly reduced. This is the second reason."

"This fall, it had a fight with another strange beast and its left leg was seriously injured. We have another chance to win. This is the third one."

Speaking of this, Zhou Paotou looked at Zhao Lin with burning eyes, "How is this? Is this God's will?"

Zhao Lin thought that this guy looked carefree, but he was very thoughtful. He thought about it again and again, and finally said: "Okay, I'll join!"

Zhou Paotou was overjoyed when he heard this and held his hand excitedly, "Great! Let's leave the city right now and go back and plan carefully."

Zhao Lin calmly withdrew his hand and said, "Why don't you go back to the dock first?"

Zhou Paotou muttered: "We brothers are going to do big things soon, so why should we carry the burden? It's not interesting to earn three melons and two dates."

Zhao Lin thought about it and said, "Then I'll go tell Mr. Bang."

Zhou Paotou said in confusion: "Just say hello to the supervisor, slap your butt and leave. Why are you looking for Mr. Bang?"

Zhao Lin shook his head and said: "Master Bang gave me a bite to eat when I was in the most difficult time. I have to tell him face to face."

Zhou Paotou had no choice but to go with him to find Mr. Bang.

"Master Bang, Xiaoke has some trivial matters at home. I can't continue working at the dock. I want to quit this job."

Zhao Lin came to the river and saluted Mr. Bang who was drinking tea.

Zhou Paotou came up and said with a shy smile: "Master Bang, I am the same."

"Fuck you, too."

Mr. Bang laughed and cursed, then turned to look at Zhao Lin, "Why, do you think you earn less here?"

Zhao Lin said in a deep voice: "There is indeed something going on at home."

Mr. Bang nodded, without asking any more questions, and called the accountant over, "Please refund their deposits."

"Thank you Mr. Bang." Zhao Lin and Zhou Paotou said in unison.

…

"Hey, the sun is coming out from the west today!"

Zhao Lin and Zhou Paotou left the city and headed straight for Mount Paektu.

Zhou Paotou threw the money bag in his hand and caught it again, enjoying it endlessly.

Zhao Lin smiled and said: "This is our own deposit, what's the joy in getting it back?"

Zhou Paotou shook his head and said: "Brothers, you don't know. For people like us who haven't worked for a full year, it would be great if half of the deposit can be refunded. Today we will refund it all."

Zhao Lindao: "Xu Shibang is in a good mood today?"

Zhou Paotou glanced sideways at him, "I'm afraid not necessarily, I think it's probably because of you."

Zhao Lin didn't say anything, and he also thought that maybe Bangye thought he had practiced martial arts, so he was accommodating and became more determined to learn martial arts.

It was still early, so they came to Baiqiao Village where Zhou Paotou's family lived.

"right here."

Zhou Paotou pointed at a large and dilapidated stone house.

After entering, he asked Zhao Lin to wait in the yard and ran into the house.

After a while, Zhou Paotou came out with a big iron gun and threw it horizontally.

"then!"

Zhao Lin reached out to catch it and felt that the iron gun was very heavy. It weighed about the same as a rice bag on the dock, about a hundred kilograms.

The gun is more than two meters long, completely black, and the back half is engraved with cloud patterns to prevent it from falling out of hands.

"Nice gun!"

Zhao Lin praised, recalling the action in the TV movie in his mind, stepped forward, and stabbed out with a spear.

"Oh, it seems you haven't practiced at all."

Zhou Paotou walked to the wall and took a stick to support the door. He held it with both hands in front and back, and raised one foot to tap the ground lightly.

"When using a gun, pay attention to the word "position". The steps are empty in front and strong in the back. Hold the gun at your side. Think of yourself as a bow. When exerting force, push the soles of your feet on the ground. Use the thrust of your waist and back to send your arms forward."

After saying that, he took a sudden step forward, exerted force with his hind legs, twisted his upper body into a straight line, and thrust out the wooden stick, making a "buzz" sound.

"Fuck...have you ever practiced martial arts?" Zhao Lin said in surprise.

"This is called stabbing style."

Zhou Paotou explained, casually talking about the origin of the spear move.

It turns out that the ancestor of the Zhou family was the leader of the sentinels guarding the beacon tower in Baekdu Mountain. After he was disarmed and returned to the fields, he stayed in the mountains to hunt. This has been passed down from generation to generation, and he is the ninth generation.

The first generation ancestors were masters in the military, and this iron spear was passed down from that time.

Zhao Lin asked curiously: "Since your ancestor learned martial arts, why didn't he pass it on to his descendants?"

Zhou Paotou danced a stick flower on his hand and said with a wry smile: "It's not that simple. The first realm of martial arts is the realm of strength. Not only does it need to be combined with breathing skills, but there are also special medicinal bath recipes."

"Without the aid of medicines to train the body, it is difficult to get started. The prescriptions are in the hands of the imperial court. No matter how high an individual's martial arts is, he cannot pass it on to others if he does not know the formula of the medicinal materials."

"It's the same in the military, and it's the same in martial arts boxing gyms."

"So I can only practice some boxing and kicking moves. I don't have any internal skills, and my strength is not much greater than that of ordinary people. It's hard for me to hold the iron gun in your hand, let alone use it."

It was the first time that Zhao Lin heard about the art of learning martial arts. He was quite surprised, so he stopped talking and practiced according to the movements demonstrated by Zhou Paotou just now.

"Yes, pay attention to the coordination of your waist, hips and arms."

"Keep your hands steady, draw the gun quickly, look straight ahead, and stick the gun in a straight line..."

Although Zhou Paotou does not have any internal skills, he has been dancing with guns and sticks since he was a child, and his basic skills are quite solid. He often points out Zhao Lin's shortcomings.

Under his guidance, Zhao Lin basically mastered the key points of exerting force in less than an hour, and the rest was just continuous practice.

Zhou Paotou nodded repeatedly, "When the strength is enough, the next step is to practice the accurate head."

Zhao Lin practiced for a while, stood the iron gun in front of him, wiped the sweat from his head and said: "When will we go into the mountain to kill bear bears?"

Zhou Paotou said with a smile: "Don't worry. Once you have mastered your marksmanship, we will be more confident. There are also some things to prepare."

"The bear has not eaten all winter, which is when it is at its weakest. Let's starve it for a few more days and take action before spring begins."

"good idea!"

Zhao Lin sincerely praised him and thought: "It's despicable enough. It's safe to cooperate with such a smart person."

They practiced shooting until it was getting dark, and then the two of them went back to the house to cook.

Even though Zhou Paotou's home was messy and shabby, the food stored in it was quite abundant. Zhao Lin estimated that he spent all his money on food.

The two of them started the fire, smothered the rice, and quickly cooked four hot dishes.

Stir-fried wild duck eggs with wild fungus, braised chicken with mushrooms, vermicelli cooked with cabbage and fatty meat slices, and blood sausage and tofu.

Then take out two pickled cucumbers from the pickle jar and pair them with a pot of hot wine. This dinner can be described as luxurious.

The two of them finished a pot of rice and the dishes were all gone.

Zhao Lin felt that his health bar was suddenly full, and the grid of the old scalper in the spirit beast map was filled with white mist.

Sufficient vitality brings a steady stream of power to the body, and the muscles, muscles, bones, and skin membranes all over the body are undergoing subtle changes, making them stronger and stronger.

"It seems that only with sufficient energy supply can the spirit beast map exert its true power!"
Chapter completed!