?Chapter 1426     Clash

He heard Qing Yantong's words, He Sheng's expression suddenly became extremely exciting.

"Brother Qing, I think I'd better forget it. Just use a gun, how dare I practice with you?"

He Sheng still knows how many pounds he has. Not to mention using a gun, even if Qing Yantong hits him with one hand, he may not be able to beat him.

He Sheng could see that Qing Yantong should be like He He Shi. He has been practicing guns since he was a child. Although this spear cannot change many moves in his hands, it will never be separated from his sect. Only a few of them are the essence.

However, He Sheng couldn't see where the essence was, and it was even more impossible for him to learn it just by watching Qing Yantong play a few moves.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter. If you use my gun, I'll get another one. We will only fight, not cultivate our skills."

He Sheng smiled and joked: "Brother Qing has to give in to me more. It's better to teach me two more tricks. I haven't even touched the spear."

"Okay! I'm worried that I can't find anyone to show off with my gun technique. Brother He, wait for me."

After saying this, Qing Yantong threw the spear in her hand towards He Sheng, and then immediately ran to the hall.

He Sheng hurriedly reached out to take the spear. Although he guessed that the gun was very heavy, He Sheng still didn't react when he bought the spear.

A few hundred kilograms of things were thrown at him in the air, and the force brought by them was at least a thousand kilograms.

Fortunately, He Sheng was not weak either. He just took a step back and took the spear into his hand.

However, He Sheng tried to wield the spear, but found that it was extremely laborious.

This thing is used as a combo, and it is probably also effective in strengthening the body.

You know, Brother Death's sword weighs only a few dozen kilograms at most. If you really want to fight this spear, I don't know if the elder sword of the Sword Sect can withstand the swing of this spear?

A moment later, Qing Yantong ran from the hall, and he swayed in a blue dress, like an immortal.

Even He Sheng felt that Qingyantong had a good temperament, and her running posture was like an immortal.

"Brother He, the spear made of black iron in my hand weighs 700 kilograms, which is exactly twice that of your spear.

Now I will teach you the coherent moves of the spear. The spear is just a few moves, you can read it first!"

For some reason, Qing Yantong felt particularly happy when she looked at the young man in front of her.

He did not hide his weakness at all, and immediately waved the black spear in his hand.

And this time, Qing Yantong deliberately slowed down to facilitate He Sheng to see his movements clearly.

The two of them waved their spears in the open space.

Qingyantong's movements are coherent and graceful, and are very ornamental, but He Sheng's movements seem very stiff.

First of all, it was because the thing in his hand was too heavy. Even if he had accumulating strength, the spear could shake out thousands of pounds.

Secondly, He Sheng had never been exposed to such weapons, and his spear was long, so no matter how he swung it, he seemed a little unfamiliar.

Fortunately, He Sheng had a strong comprehension ability. Qing Yantong connected several moves together, and He Sheng quickly remembered a rough idea.

Although he was still not very skillful when wielding the spear, He Sheng was able to perform his tricks for a few tricks.

Especially when the spear stabbed, He Sheng's subsequent accumulation of energy surprised Qingyantong.

"Brother He, your ability to comprehend is really strong. Damn, if you had known that you were so talented, you would not have known each other yesterday. It would be great to accept you as your disciple."

Qing Yantong beside her said with a smile.

He Sheng grinned: "Hehe, Brother Qing was joking, I just copied it."

"Don't be humble. To be honest, it doesn't matter whether these moves look good or not. Consistency only needs to be practiced.

But you are much better than me in those places where internal force is needed as a charging point."

"The man next to you who uses a sword is also your brother, right?

Do you know that your stab can block his sword just now."

Qing Yantong said.

He Sheng's expression became very exciting: "Brother Qing, you... weren't you kidding me, right?

Can I block his sword?”

"Yes, if you don't use your technique, the power of your stab is definitely not weaker than that of his casual sword."

Qing Yantong said with certainty.

Qing Yantong could naturally see that among He Sheng and his men, the man holding the sword, was the elder of the Sword Sect, Jian Tiangang. The person who owned that sword, not to mention his own strength, if his sword moves alone, he would probably be able to rank in the Sword Sect.

If Qingyantong likes He Sheng's temperament, she regrets that she meets her too late, so she is worthy of being in harmony with her brothers.

So when dealing with He He, Qing Yantong really wants to become an opponent, and with a spear in his hand, he touches the sword in He He He He's hand!

"Okay, forget the moves I taught you before. We don't compete in cultivation, we only compete in tricks, and we match each other!"

Qing Yantong said to He Sheng.

"ah?

So fast?”

He Sheng’s mouth was so round that he could stuff an egg: “Brother Qing, why don’t we wait a few more days and let me practice again?”

"Hahaha, I'm helping you practice tricks now!"

"Check it!"

After saying this, Qing Yantong held the spear in her hand and headed straight for He Sheng.

The latter swept across the spear, sweeping thousands of troops with one move, until He Sheng's feet.

He Sheng had never eaten pork, and at least he had seen pigs run away.

Qing Yantong deliberately slowed down and was feeding him tricks. It would be too embarrassing if Qing Yantong threw it over with just one move.

He Sheng immediately put the spear in front of his feet and slapped heavily.

clang!

The spear head swept across and hit the tail of the gun in He Sheng's hand.

He Sheng only felt a powerful impact spread throughout his body, and his hands were shocked and hurt.

The next second, the spear in He Sheng's hand was shaken and flipped around, but He Sheng used this force to sweep directly to Qing Yantong's face.

Qing Yantong seemed to have never expected He Sheng to use this move, so she immediately took two steps back. At the moment of retreating, he held the bottom of the spear with one hand and stabbed straight towards He Sheng.

The two of them went back and forth, and He Sheng's actions became coherent for no reason, leaving him with his previous unfamiliarity.

As He Sheng became more and more accustomed to his skills, Qingyantong accelerated his speed.

The weapon duel tests the reaction speed. He Sheng's reaction speed is not slow, but it acts on a spear weighing 340 kilograms, which is also very considerable.

Suddenly, the two of them retreated at the same time, and then they both held the tail of the spear and stabbed at each other.

The spearheads of the two spears were extremely sharp, but they stabbed together accurately.

The spear head instantly cracked.

Both of them retreated at the same time!

Suddenly, Qing Yantong looked at He Sheng in surprise, her eyes full of incredibleness.

The two fought for only five minutes, but these five minutes almost subverted Qing Yantong's perception of He Sheng.

Qing Yantong even had some doubts. The boy in front of her had never used a spear?
Chapter completed!