Because he was using a ballpoint pen, Mo Qiong decisively chose to stab the other party's tiger's mouth, and even added a layer of force when he poked the other party's tiger's mouth.

In this way, Zhao Mingjun's hand was stabbed and his knife was knocked down.

The accuracy just now is naturally due to the absolute hit characteristics. No matter how Zhao Mingjun hides, he will definitely not be able to avoid this poke.

In a small space, it is fast and accurate, and it also has different tricks, so there is no way to hide.

This is what Mo Qiong thought of to hide the ballistics of his launch objects during close combat.

That is, after launching, hold it again, and it will still maintain its previous force and go to the previously specified landing point.

As long as you don’t let go, you won’t give new force or new landing points.

When I was experimenting, Mo Qiong used this method to let himself fly with the arrow.

At this moment, in this small-scale fight, locking the opponent's attacking hand in this way, it looks like Mo Qiong is using his pen to accurately stab the target.

In fact, it is to "control people with swords."

It was the sword attacking the target, and his hand was just a burden. If he stood still, the sword in his hand would even drag him away...

In this way, as long as Mo Qiong adapts to the sword in his hand, it will perfectly conceal the fact that the sword itself is chasing the target.

All bystanders will feel that Mo Qiong is using weapons ingeniously, not weapons that drive their arms, or even his entire body.

Because that's ridiculous, no one would want to get it.

On the contrary, if Mo Qiong did not do this, the situation just now would be extremely strange.

The ballpoint pen will fly to the target at a constant speed. When Zhao Mingjun's hand hides down, the pen will suddenly sink and chase. Then Zhao Mingjun's hand will dodge upwards, and the tip of the pen will suddenly ignore the gravity and fly upwards.

With such a tortuous trajectory, can others be stunned?

I'm afraid that even a fool can see the problem, and then Mo Qiong can't explain it.

But it’s different now. No matter how the pen changes its trajectory or changes its direction, Mo Qiu’s arms are connected to it.

In the eyes of others, all the changes and all the "points to the point" will be attributed to Mo Qiong's operations.

This method is very suitable for close combat, attack instead of defense, and attacking the enemy will be saved.

If you attack the enemy's most threatening places, such as weapons, or hands holding weapons.

Then you can basically disarm the opponent with one move.

If this is considered a sword technique, then it has three characteristics.

First of all, he almost certainly stabbed the opponent first in this swordsmanship.

Because it is difficult for the opponent to bypass a move that will not slow down, and it will definitely hit the sting and attack his body.

Not to mention changing moves twice, even if changing moves two thousand times, it will not slow down, it will only be faster.

Unless the opponent's attack speed crushes Mo Qiu, or the weapon advantage is too great.

Secondly, this sword technique will hit one blow and there is no way to hide.

After all, he is an absolute ability to hit the ground, and he can only resist, or simply destroy his sword and let himself be smashed by the shattered oneself.

Finally, there are ever-changing changes and easy access.

With the sword in your hand, Mo Qiong can bless it with strength and speed at any time.

Just now, he just held the pen and made great strides, and he had no brainstorm to increase his strength. Anyway, he didn't have to worry about not being hit. The dragged sword will ignore the force of the sword, and the useful force will be accepted.

In this way, it greatly compensated for the shortcomings that the force given by Mo Qiong would be insufficient when he first ejaculated.

After all, you have to throw it out and hold it in an instant. The initial speed is definitely not very fast, so after holding it, the sword can get faster and faster.

Similarly, the weakness of swords that can only be fast but not slow can also be compensated by Mo Qiu's personal operations.

After all, the sword is in the hand, and as long as Mo Qiong releases his hand, he will refresh his strength and trigger his ability twice.

The same is true for the landing point. The first second is to attack the left hand, and the next second is the sword that will attack the right hand.

As long as Mo Qiong suddenly let go, hold it tightly, and cooperate with the "mind method", that is, to specify the landing point in his mind, he can change the target of the sword anytime and anywhere.

In this way, the sword can be as flexible as you want according to the actual situation.

This sword technique is ever-changing and does not have any practical moves. Everything depends on adapting to the times and local conditions. This depends on Mo Qiuduoduo to master it.

Therefore, if you look at it this way, simply "using sword to control people" cannot be summarized.

The body moves with the sword, and the sword moves with the heart.

While using sword to control people, people do not lose control of the sword.

Mo Qiong prefers to call it "Man and Sword Control".

...

Zhao Mingjun leaned against the door, his right hand trembled, and bleeding from the tiger's mouth.

He has been good at fighting since he was a child. When he grew up, he has been using knives very quickly.

Especially, he was really bloody and someone was in his hands, so he didn't hesitate when he was shooting the knife.

But in this way, Mo Qiong could accurately capture the trajectory of his sword swing, and poked the tiger's mouth with one stroke, which was fast and accurate.

There is no hindrance when changing directions, and it will be done in one go, and it will be natural.

"What awesome boy..."

Zhao Mingjun sneered, suddenly rushed towards the woman beside him, and then pushed him towards Mo Qiong.

He wanted to use this to open the door and escape. Anyway, he had already obtained the money and could live anywhere he could have money.

Anyway, he didn't show his face. He ran all the way to the countryside, and then rushed to other provinces overnight, so he could live a long time.

He just robbed 20,000 yuan, and the police would not have done anything like setting up a card blockade. Then he went to other provinces. As long as he lived a low-key life, no one knew who he was and what he had done.

However, when Mo Qiong saw the woman staggeringly and stumbled over, he did not catch the woman as he expected, and wasted time.

Instead, he squatted down slightly and stretched his hands on his stomach.

Suddenly the woman leaned back and ran into Zhao Mingjun.

Zhao Mingjun staggered, and then he saw a ballpoint pen flying over and pierced into his cheek from the side.

"Ah!" Zhao Mingjun howled.

My head was even driven by this stroke and hit the wall.

To be precise, this brushstroke was so powerful that it hit the mask and squeezed his head against the wall.

After squeezing, I felt a sharp pain. The ballpoint pen poked the mask, crushed the skin, pierced the cheek, and finally pressed it on a plate tooth on the right.

That tooth is Mo Qiong Feishao's target.

When he talked with Zhao Mingjun before, he noticed some details of the other person's teeth. One tooth was particularly conspicuous, crooked, black and yellow, and had two cavities.

With this goal, the ballpoint pen continuously pierced the mask, skin, flesh and blood fascia, and finally hit the teeth before stopping.

Because the ballpoint pen is not very sharp and the speed is not very fast, the process is particularly painful. It is forced to crush the flesh and touch the teeth.

"Mmmmm..." Zhao Mingjun inserted a pen into his cheek, but it made him so painful that he jumped straight into his feet.

But he was also cruel and decisively endured the pain and pulled out the pen. The blood stained with the ink and mixed it and flowed out.

"Wow...you...you..." Zhao Mingjun couldn't speak clearly, and he stared at Mo Qiong with a fierce look.

After such delay, Mo Qiong had already stepped forward to him and swung his punch.

"Bang!"

He was punched in the wound on his cheek, and in pain, he was beaten backwards involuntarily.

He staggered for four or five steps, but his strength was not removed until he hit the dining table, and the bell rang.

He sat on the ground, confused, and stared at Mo Qiong blankly.

This kid is so amazing, isn’t he a martial arts person?

"Tear!" Mo Qiong was merciless and caught up with him and stretched out his hand, directly pulling off his mask.

When he was pulled into the wound, Zhao Mingjun grinned in pain.

I saw Mo Qiong say, "Huh? You look familiar, you seem to have seen it somewhere..."

Zhao Mingjun was shocked and thought to himself: I won’t fall here, right? No, I can’t be caught.

With his past sins, it must be the death penalty.

He was most afraid of death, and no matter what, he didn't want to be shot.

In order to survive, he growled like a wild beast and burst into Mo Qiong again.

In the fight of trapped beasts, this desperate person burst out with amazing power and imposing momentum.

Seeing this, Mo Qiong's body was slightly heavy, stabilized his center of gravity, then grabbed Zhao Mingjun's collar with his left hand, held his waist with his right hand, and spun it for half a circle, and swung it with the flow.

"Bang..."

Zhao Mingjun was thrown out by him in a posture that seemed to be a big move.
To be continued...