The super-righteous me turned into an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 11 Please call me Zhang Diansi
Suo Qingqiu originally wanted to observe Lan Wushuang's fighting skills carefully. Although he didn't think he could learn it at a glance, at least he could have a basic understanding of his fighting style after learning from Lan Wushuang.

But Lan Wushuang didn't give Suo Qingqiu a chance to see clearly, three shots at the speed of light, a series of three to solve the battle.

Suo Qingqiu blinked blankly while being instilled with meager physical essence by Heavenly Dao.

Boss, how can I learn at this speed?

Lan Wushuang ignored Suo Qingqiu's bewilderment, and directly set the arena to training mode: "Lu Yi, use the time rule to change the speed of time in the arena."

Luyi took out a navy blue hourglass from her waist, and asked a little excitedly, "How long have you been playing?"

"Let's start with 100 years tonight."

Time flies, Suo Qingqiu has been practicing in this training ground for five years.

During this period of time, Lan Wushuang devoted himself to honing Suo Qingqiu's foundation.

From standing posture, to getting familiar with the feel of the gun, from finding the arm, finding the waist, to stepping, sliding the bar, and finally practicing the leather poke.

Lan Wushuang's teaching method is very simple, where is not allowed to click.

If the action is out of shape, the scabbard will point you, if the posture is not in place, the scabbard will point you.The hardness of the scabbard coupled with Lan Wushuang's special force-exerting skills did not hurt very much, but it was unbearably itchy.

The role of Luyi is even more important. In addition to maintaining the speed of time, various means of restoring physical strength and spirit emerge in endlessly.

Suo Qingqiu was able to practice non-stop for five years, and Luyi definitely contributed a lot.

Solid efforts have brought gratifying rewards, and now Suo Qingqiu's control over the advanced gun can be said to be as commanding as his arm.

It's just that even after five years, Suo Qingqiu still couldn't get used to the sound of the gun barrel when the gun was fired.

I don't know if it was to enlighten his daughter, Luyi's father replaced the steel balls in the barrel of the spear with a few small props that sing when touched.

Suo Qingqiu flicked the gun, and could hear a clear and clear child's voice coming from the tip of the gun: "What's the name of daddy's daddy, what's the name of daddy's daddy?"

Lan Wushuang turned a blind eye to the slightly distorted expression on Suo Qingqiu's face, pointed his gun at Suo Qingqiu's inner gate, and at the same time shouted: "Seal."

Suo Qingqiu's physical body had formed a conditioned reflex, twisted the root of the gun with his right hand, followed the body of the gun with his left hand, drew a small circle with the tip of the gun, and blocked Lan Wushuang's gun.

As Suo Qingqiu shook the gun, the singing voice in the gun's gut changed: "Yoyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy"

"Luyi, can you help me block the nursery rhymes in this gun?"

At this time, Luyi was sitting comfortably on a red and yellow recliner, and after hearing Suo Qingqiu's request, she smiled and said: "Okay, your basic skills are almost done now. The rest should be learned through actual combat." Let you turn basic moves into your fighting instinct."

Speaking of which, Luyi took out a bunch of colorful villains from her waist, and shook them at Suo Qingqiu: "Here is a set of toy Taoist soldiers, and I have limited their strength to be on the same level as yours. As long as you can Defeat them in the remaining 95 years, and I will help you reprocess the gun guts."

Suo Qingqiu frowned and looked at the 24 toy Taoist soldiers who had become the size of normal people in front of him, and heard the voice from the spear in his hand: "Come on, come on, brave."

Suo Qingqiu gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "Which one will come first!"

Lu Yi looked at Suo Qingqiu suspiciously: "Which one will come first? Of course, 24 will come together. And they will not only confront you head-on, but also look for opportunities to sneak attack. You wish for luck."

As soon as Lu Yi finished speaking, a tungsten-colored toy Taoist soldier drew out his mace and struck at Suo Qingqiu.

Lan Wushuang looked at Suo Qingqiu, who was instantly overwhelmed by toy soldiers in the arena, and shook his head with a smile: "You are so optimistic about him? These toy soldiers were carefully designed by your father to hone your fighting skills. Isn't training 'Justice' a bit overkill?"

Luyi handed Lan Wushuang a cobalt blue water bottle, and said nonchalantly, "You know that too. All the newcomers in the past knew my reputation. They never chose me as an instructor. I wouldn't use anyone else as a toy Taoist soldier. If 'Justice' is indeed gifted in combat, give him this set of toy soldiers."

Hearing Lu Yi's words, Lan Wushuang stared at her for a long time, gritted his teeth and asked: "Two instructors, you have sent so many things, what should I give?!"

Lu Yi blinked, and said suspiciously: "Sister Lan, you only have three pieces of equipment in total, the Guardian Spear, the Prison Sword, and the Wall Armor. Do you want to give him something? I will give it for you."

Lan Wushuang stared at Luyi for a long time, but couldn't tell whether she was deliberately mocking her for being poor, or whether she wanted to help herself from the bottom of her heart.

She forcibly suppressed the pain in her heart, and said calmly, "Send me some things, and you will do it for me? I'll just give him a wisp of Dao Yun that Master gave me."

Hearing this, Lu Yi suddenly turned her head and looked at her: "Dao Yun?! How many Dao Yuns did your master give you, are you willing to give them to him?! Sister Lan, although the things I gave him are not cheap But it's just a drop in the bucket for me. You don't have to."

Luyi couldn't finish the rest of the sentence, because she heard Lan Wushuang whispered: "Thirty thousand ways."

Luyi pursed her lips: "Sister Lan, why don't you take a few hundred pieces out and weave him a Daoyun cassock?"

Suo Qingqiu, who was already in a hard fight at this moment, naturally didn't know how many benefits were waiting for him outside.

After five years of endless training in the training ground, Suo Qingqiu originally thought that he had developed a conditioned reflex.

But when he was besieged by 24 weird toy soldiers, he realized that airs are airs, and training is training.

Not all attacks will come from the expected direction, and it is not enough to effectively destroy the enemy's weapons to prevent the enemy from making follow-up attacks directly.

Especially the solo killer who practiced hard under the request of Lan Wushuang, I thought that he would win if he had great power.

But in actual combat, Suo Qingqiu discovered that when facing group attacks, he used the double killer the most, followed by the half pistol.If I don't want to exchange one with the toy soldier, I basically have no chance to use a single killer.

Although the single killer uses the strongest force and stabs the farthest when he makes a shot, but the strength never returns, and it is difficult to recover in time when the gun body is pierced into the opponent's body.

Regardless of whether it is a half pistol with both hands clenched on the gun barrel, or a double killer with the front hand like a gun sliding in the palm of the hand, the speed of changing moves and closing moves is much more flexible than that of a single killer.

Suo Qingqiu slowly suppressed the thought of using a single killer to kill him with one blow, and began to slowly enter the defensive state.

Relying on the attack opportunities won by sealing, closing, blocking, holding, lifting, and rolling, he quickly shot the gun and launched a defensive counterattack.

Seeing that Suo Qingqiu was slowly adapting to their attack rhythm, the toy Taoist soldiers showed happy smiles on their faces, and then the formation changed, and two teams launched a more violent attack on Suo Qingqiu.

Seeing Suo Qingqiu slowly stabilize his position, Luyi asked curiously: "Sister Lan, why did you let him focus on single killers when you taught him the basics of spear skills?"

Lan Wushuang stared at Suo Qingqiu's performance on the field, and patiently explained: "Now he can easily kill the enemy with double killers when fighting, but he will eventually grow up."

"Whether it is the body protection of the gods, or the body protection of the Buddha, or the inviolability of all laws of the god of war, the eternal separation of heaven and man of the fate god system, and the natural protection of the natural god system. .”

"As the strongest spear god in the combat department, what does it rely on to fight people? Attack distance? In front of immortals, spell gods, or destiny gods, when did the combat gods have an advantage in attack distance?"

"The reason why the gods of the gun department are the strongest existence among the gods of the combat department is that they rely on a single killer. At the moment of a single killer's shot, he abandons the rules and protects the body, gathers all the rules on the tip of the gun, and strives to kill him with one blow."

"Now he can't practice this foundation well. In the future, he will fight with others and shoot in the air, but he will have no chance to regret it. When others say that I taught him the enlightenment. Don't say I can't afford to lose this person. Even my master can't afford to lose this man!"

Luyi first nodded with a sudden realization, then her head froze in mid-air: "Sister Lan, did you say the wrong thing? Your master should be in front of you, right?"

Lan Wushuang thought of the figure who followed closely behind him during his trial, and gritted his teeth and replied, "Of course I was in front of him! He doesn't want to be shy at all!"

Different from the leisurely manner of the two on the sidelines, Suo Qingqiu, whose tear gland was hit by a toy soldier, burst into tears at the moment.

Listening to the song of the little crocodile coming from the barrel of the spear in his hand, he secretly made up his mind: "If I can't turn off the nursery rhyme in the barrel of the gun, I will call Zhang Diansi when I fight with people in the future!"

(End of this chapter)