The Ultimate Martial Instructor

Although the people of Ma family don't understand why Ma tiehou is so afraid of the middle-aged man, they dare not complain.

The man named Ma Rong immediately stepped forward and held the spear tightly in his hand. This spear, which can only be seen in ancient times, is made of wood. Although the tip of the spear is also wood, it is also cut very sharp.

"Even if I don't have the inner strength, I can still beat you." Ma Rong said with an air of pride. It's a kind of inherent pride. The marksmanship has been handed down for a long time. Even in Suihe Town, it's a martial art that can rank the top.

Qin long has no choice but to smile. At this time, he can only harden his head. In terms of strength, he is obviously weaker than Ma Rong. His Sabre technique has only been learned for one month, and there are only three changes. Strictly speaking, he doesn't even learn the authentic Sabre technique. How can he compete with Ma Rong?

Dao Ling then calmly stood aside and said, "don't worry, he can't hurt your life. Go."

Qin long nodded and took out a big knife. Although the knife was heavy, he was used to the terrible weight of Gu Yan's knife. It was nearly 30 jin in Qin Long's hand without any obstruction. Baidu search →

soon, a piece of open space was left in the middle, Qin long and Ma Rong stood opposite each other. Ma Rong with a long gun was obviously more powerful, and his posture was very casual, but Qin long could not find any flaws.

Even if this is Qin Long's first time to face the master of making gun, he can obviously feel that the long shot killing power in the other side's hands is absolutely terrible.

"Please Ma Rong points his gun to the ground and makes a "please" gesture.

Qin long doesn't talk nonsense either. He slowly raises his sword in his hand. Although it doesn't have that sharp radian, it's also a kind of model.

Shua Shua!

His body flashed by in a flash, and the big knife was suddenly raised high to chop Ma Rong at a strange angle.

Ma Rong snorted and came forward with a long gun. He also held the gun high and smashed it down.

Even though there was no internal force, the sword and gun collided, and there was still an explosion. Under the fierce collision, Qin Long's wrist hurt, and his big knife almost flew out. His body quickly backed back and left the battlefield.

Looking down, Qin long felt a numbness in his right arm. It took him a long time to recover.

"Heavy power." Qin Long's heart is secretly surprised. His strength is absolutely not small, but in the face of Ma Rong's brute force, he is obviously at a disadvantage.

Ma Rong didn't give Qin long too much breathing opportunities. His body flashed by. The attack of the long gun suddenly changed, and he drew thorns in mid air. The speed was so fast that Qin long didn't have time to dodge.

Qin Long's waist sank. He held the knife in both hands. The blade moved from bottom to top. It seemed to move slowly, but in fact it was very fast. His body bent violently and then rushed up.

The seemingly simple move of sprinting in one go hides three changes of the first style of sabre technique, which is also the sabre technique Qin long can master at present.

Ma Rong, who had been indomitable, was slightly stunned when he saw Qin Long's move. It was not because of how gorgeous and complicated Qin Long's knife was, but because of a sense of danger that made him feel cold.

The next second, surprisingly, Ma Rong turned his wrist, took back the long gun and turned it into a stick.

The move is coherent and smooth, without any setback, with a startling power.

Qin Long's big knife was shaking violently, his feet were sinking into the ground, his legs were slightly curved, and his face was extremely ferocious.

"Yes." Ma Rong is not aggressive. He is about to put away his long gun and looks at Qin long haughtily.

It is obvious that the victory has been divided, Qin long lost, and lost very simply. Although he mastered three kinds of changes, he could not exert any power at all, so he had already lost.

Qin long stood up slowly. Although he was unwilling, he had to admit that Ma Rong's shooting was really strong.

"Cut, I thought how great it was. It turned out to be a paper tiger."

"This kind of strength also dare to challenge, without big brother Ma, I can win him in ten moves."

People sneer and say that because the door of Ma's family is open, people outside also see this scene, and many people point at Qin long.

Qin long walked back to the side of Dao Ling with a knife.

"Ling Bo, I lost." Qin long has no choice but to say that although this is expected, Qin long is not reconciled when he really loses.

"Give you another chance, will you lose?" Dao Ling asked with a smile.

Qin long nodded and said, "yes, but it should last a little longer."

"That's good. We'll come back tomorrow." Dao Ling said.

With that, Dao Ling didn't talk nonsense with Ma tiehou, so he took Qin long and walked out of Suihe town.

After Qin long left, Ma tiehou could only shake his head helplessly. He knew that the Ma family would not be too quiet for a while.

"Master, will they come again tomorrow?" One asked in a voice.The horse Iron Monkey nodded.

"Why are you so patient with them? When they come back tomorrow, kill them. " Another said.

"That's to say, when our Ma family was afraid of others, they really cheated too much."

They were all talking, red eyed and murderous. If it had not been for the silence of Ma tiehou, they would have come forward to deal with Qin long.

The horse Iron Monkey's face became more and more gloomy. His cow eyes glared at the people around him and said in a deep voice: "kill? You guys? If you don't want to let the Ma family's blood flow into a river, no one of you is allowed to talk tomorrow, otherwise don't blame my family law. "

In addition to the old people, the young people of the Ma family expressed their astonishment one after another. This is the first time that they have heard Ma tiehou say that his ambition is so long and his prestige is destroyed. Even the Xun family, the first recognized family in Suihe Town, Ma tiehou has never been half afraid.

"Master, who is the other party? Do we need to be so afraid of the horse family? " A young and vigorous boy asked cautiously.

"This is a man that our whole Suihe town can't stir up." When Ma tiehou finished speaking, he didn't say any more, turned around and left, leaving a group of stunned people behind.

Dao Ling and Qin long left Suihe town a few kilometers away and stopped.

"From today on, we will all spend the three months here. Your goal is very simple. In these three months, you can master the first style of broadsword." Dao Ling said.

"Three months is so short?" Qin long asked with a little surprise.

Although he has mastered the three changes of the first style now, it's hard to imagine the difficulty of mastering the nine changes completely. Qin long really has no bottom in his heart.

"Don't underestimate yourself. Three months is already very abundant for you." Dao Ling said.