Gou is a soldier on the border

Chapter 80
Zhao Xicheng nodded.

"Wang Luo, this is the third prince, Zhao Zedu, and I want to discuss with you." Chen Ping gestured from the side.

With his father's permission, Zhao Zedu excitedly ran to the sidelines and took a gun, weighed it in his hand, shook his head dissatisfied, changed another gun, weighed it and threw it on the ground.

After repeating it several times, Zhao Xicheng finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Go and bring Du'er's weapon." He ordered the guard next to him.

Holding a spear in his hand, Wang Luo already had some guesses in his mind. Zhao Zedu was a well-known martial idiot in the royal family. From today's perspective, he should be the type with natural supernatural power.

Not long after, two guards walked over carrying Zhao Zedu's big gun.

The whole body of the gun was pitch black, the barrel was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and it shone with a faint light. It should be made of pure metal.

Zhao Zedu quickly took two steps to take the weapon from the guard with one hand, and shouted to Wang Luo: "Wang Luo, are you ready? I am stronger, so be careful not to hurt you."

Wang Luo smiled slightly.

"Third prince, let the horse come here."

Zhao Zedu got on his horse, and his whole person's momentum changed drastically in an instant.

He leaned down, held the gun with one hand, kicked the horse's belly, and the horse under his crotch began to sprint slowly from slow to fast.

Wang Luo still sat upright and didn't move, staring at Zhao Zedu's every move.

When he entered the attacking range, Zhao Zedu stabbed without fancy.

Wang Luo's face moved slightly, Zhao Zedu's shot could already be regarded as an entry into the room, it had a taste of the unity of a man and a gun, and with the bonus of the big gun in his hand, it was unstoppable.

But, after all, he was facing Wang Luo.

Zhao Zedu stabbed out with his long spear. At first he thought he could get some results by taking advantage of Wang Luotuo's great opportunity, but he found that another long spear on the opposite side arrived first and stabbed at a faster speed than him.

He immediately came to a judgment in his mind, if it went on like this, he must be the one who got shot first.

Zhao Zedu acted decisively, turned stabbing into sweeping, and parried Wang Luo's spear.

Wang Luo got in touch with Zhao Zedu for a while, and had a general understanding of his strength. Without hesitation, he used that set of marksmanship that had never been used in front of the world after he learned it.

You said you were born with supernatural power, so let's try it head-on!
Although it's a bit inappropriate to use the Liquan Spear to perform the overlord's marksmanship, but it's enough to deal with Zhao Zedu!
From the second move, Zhao Zedu felt that there was something wrong with the marksmanship used by the opposite Wang Luo.

In order to practice marksmanship, he became obsessed with martial arts, and specially asked Zhao Xi to be the spear manual he collected all over the world, but he had never seen Wang Luo's marksmanship, and he had no impression of it.

But where there was no time for him to think wildly, Wang Luo had already shot him in the head.

Zhao Zedu hastily blocked with his spear, and when he was about to make contact, his heart suddenly trembled, and he tilted his spear subconsciously.

The sound of weapons colliding spread throughout the school grounds, and the horse under Zhao Zedu's crotch wailed directly and fell to his knees.

Fortunately, Zhao Zedu relieved his strength at the last moment, otherwise the shot might not have been so simple.

Zhao Zedu jumped off the horse and stuck the big gun in the ground. The big gun stuck into the ground more than a foot like it was stuck on tofu.

"Wait until I change horses to fight again!"

He ran to the sidelines to change horses, and charged towards Wang Luo again.

Under Wang Luo's intentional release, the two fought back and forth.

It had been a long time since he had met such a "equal" opponent as Wang Luo, so Zhao Zedu got excited and swung the big gun in his hand and threw it at Wang Luo's head.

Wang Luo is also a simple horizontal spear.

The loud voice once again spread throughout the school grounds, making the scalps of those who listened numb.

But this time the result was completely opposite to what it was just now. For some reason, the spear that Zhao Zedu dropped unexpectedly bounced high.

Zhao Zedu only felt that when he hit Wang Luoqing's spear just now, a strange force was transmitted along the body of Wang Luo's gun to his spear, and then his weapon was bounced.

This time, Zhao Zedu opened his door wide open, and he looked desperately at Wang Luo who was smiling at him.

Wang Luo gently put the tip of the gun at Zhao Zedu's throat.

"I lost." Zhao Zedu said dejectedly.

Everyone in the field just reacted, and after Zhao Zedu conceded defeat, there was an uproar in the field.

"What kind of marksmanship did you use just now?" The two walked down the field side by side.

"A self-created set of marksmanship."

"Can you teach me?" Zhao Zedu suddenly made this request.

Wang Luo was taken aback.

"You want to learn? Then you can find me at the Xinjun Camp." He quickly agreed to Zhao Zedu's request.

Zhao Zedu was overjoyed. He jumped off the horse and threw the gun to the guard next to him. He almost threw the guard into the ground, and ran to Zhao Xicheng excitedly.

"Father! My son lost! I'm not as skilled as others, and I'm willing to bow down!"

Zhao Zedu's words aroused strange gazes from the people around him.

I have never seen someone so happy after losing the competition. Is this the Zhao family?

Zhao Xicheng smiled and patted his son on the shoulder.

"Du'er, just follow Wang Luo and learn hard after admitting defeat."

What he meant was to go back to the lecture hall and study hard with Wang Luo, but Zhao Zedu thought that Zhao Xicheng had promised him to learn guns from Wang Luo, so he excitedly agreed and stood beside Zhao Xicheng.

"My dear friends, the three competitions are over, do you still have any objections?" Zhao Xicheng looked around and said loudly.

No one dared to stand out anymore.

"Well, please return to the lecture hall, dear friends."

Seeing that his goal of standing up had been achieved, Wang Luo followed Wang Wei to the classroom.

Wang Wei quietly gave Wang Luo a thumbs up.

"Wang Luo, you're improving so fast, I don't think I can beat you."

Yu Wenjiu next to him took Wang Wei's hand.

"Brother Wei, it's okay. You can't beat Wang Luo and me. I don't believe that we, together, can't beat him."

Wang Luo swallowed the sudden dog food with difficulty.

The three talked and laughed, and soon returned to the lecture hall.

This time, no stabbing head dared to stab Wang Luo again.

Wang Luo stabilized his mood, turned around and wrote a few large characters on the whiteboard with a very pious attitude.

The generals in the audience who were subdued by Wang Luo thought that they were only temporarily succumbing to Wang Luo's powerful martial arts, and they focused on Wang Luo's movements, wanting to pick out the thorns in his lecture content. Hit him.

However, as Wang Luo wrote the first line of words on the whiteboard stroke by stroke, the audience became silent.

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, and they looked at Wang Luo without blinking.

After Wang Luo finished writing, he turned around abruptly and repeated the sentence he just wrote.

"Soldiers, the important affairs of the country, the place of life and death, the way of survival, must be observed."

In one word, it was shocking!

(End of this chapter)