Chapter 47 A partial general!
The spear was slapped away with a palm, and powerful force was transmitted from the spear, which made Sun Cheng's hands feel numb.
Master of Tongxuan Realm!Nangong Feihong is definitely a master of Tongxuan Realm! The spear was slapped away with a palm, and the force was so great that Sun Cheng could no longer control the spear for a short period of time. Sun Cheng immediately raised his hand, the true energy in his body gathered in his hand, and punched Nangong Feihong's chest.
As Sun Cheng took action, the zhenqi on his fist faintly turned into a silver tiger head. The people watching the battle felt a bad wind blowing in their faces, and there was a faint roar of a deafening tiger. Showing shock.
"Well done!" Nangong Feihong's face became even more joyful.
As soon as he raised his hand, the red essence gathered in his hand, one red, one silver, one palm and one punch collided. The tiger head in Sun Cheng's hand immediately collapsed, and a tyrannical force swept out. Sun Cheng was beaten back seven or eight steps before he could stabilize himself. shape.
"Okay, your one shot and one punch are enough to rule the roost under Tongxuan. From now on, the number one innate master of my Zhennan Army will be you, Brother Sun!" Nangong Feihong said with a beaming face.
"Not as good as the general in martial arts!" Sun Cheng said seriously.
"Haha, come again!" Nangong Feihong waved to Sun Cheng.
"it is good!"
Sun Cheng's eyes became focused, his true energy surged around his body, and silver true energy rippled on the spear in his Nangong Feihong is strong, Sun Cheng is not a vegetarian, and weapons are the first priority in military tactics.
There is a difference in strength between having weapons and without weapons. The spear in Sun Cheng's hand is a thousand-forged weapon, and it is also a three-thousand-forged weapon, which greatly enhances the warrior's strength!
Nangong Feihong said it himself, if he can be forced to use weapons, he will be the general. After all, Sun Cheng also wants to fight for it! The true essence gathered on the spear, and the tip of the spear shone with silver light. The already sharp tip of the spear became even sharper with the blessing of silver true essence.
Sun Cheng held the gun in both hands and took a step forward. The spear in his hand swept past, and the sharp tip of the spear slashed towards Nangong Feihong's neck like a sharp sword.
Nangong Feihong's expression remained unchanged. He raised his palm and struck out. The blood-colored true energy gathered in his hand. He obviously wanted to use a pair of fleshy palms to directly block Sun Cheng's sharp spear tip!
With a bang, the spear was firmly blocked by Nangong Feihong. The spear was shot aside. However, Nangong Feihong's expression changed. He looked at Sun Cheng's spear with some surprise. At this time, Nangong Feihong's spear suddenly appeared in his hand. A trace of blood! The wound was not deep, just a little bit of skin broken, but this also surprised Nangong Feihong. True Yuan and True Qi are not the same thing. With True Yuan protecting his body, Sun Cheng actually left a wound on his hand. .
"Thousands of forged soldiers!"
"General, you have good eyesight. This gun is a weapon given to me by my master before I left. My master gave me the weapon. He hopes that I can inherit his will and wipe out the enemy invaders for my country, Yan!"
"Oh, who is your master?" Upon hearing this, Nangong Feihong immediately asked.
"Before leaving, my master told me not to spread his name, and please forgive me, general!" Sun Cheng said again.
A mysterious master is the origin that Sun Cheng and Du Kun have discussed. The martial arts skills of both of them are all military martial arts, and they also have a certain understanding of the art of war. They are either officers who have risen from the bottom of the army, or they are military generals. He came from a noble family, and moreover, he had a master who was born as a military commander.
Apart from these three, nothing can explain the martial arts skills of these two course, there is no chance for a family of military generals, and there is no possibility for low-level officers. The only way left is to be a general master.
It has been more than 200 years since the founding of the Yan Dynasty. There have been countless wars, factional rivalries, various princes competing for the throne, and other court battles. After all, there must be a few generals who have retired to the mountains and forests and been dismissed from office after being long as you don't tell the truth, someone will naturally deduce a reasonable master.
Nangong Feihong suddenly realized, it turns out that this is the case. There are countless veterans who have suffered political defeats in recent years, and Yanshan is the favorite place for many veterans. Naturally, there are many who are willing to teach disciples.
"That's it, Brother Sun, let's go on and let me see Brother Sun's marksmanship!" "Okay!"
Sun Cheng raised his hand, and the spear in his hand instantly stretched out like a silver snake, and attacked Nangong Feihong with the tip of the spear. This time, Nangong Feihong paid more attention and dodged to avoid the tip of the spear.
Even the palm of my hand can't block the sharp spear, let alone other first step for a martial artist to practice is boxing. When practicing boxing, you practice a pair of fleshy palms, which are naturally much stronger than other places.
Moreover, there are many meridians on the palm, and the true energy that can be gathered is also the strongest. Even the palm of the hand cannot block it, and other places are even more difficult to block.
As Nangong Feihong dodged, Sun Cheng's eyes instantly lit up, and he turned the spear in his hand. The spear was as flexible as a silver spiritual snake, and he attacked Nangong Feihong.
Sun Cheng used his spear skills to the extreme. Those who attacked Nangong Feihong were all with one-foot-long spear points, forcing Nangong Feihong to dodge constantly, and he was very capable of suppressing Nangong Feihong!
Spears were flying on the field, and Nangong Feihong's figure was like a vigorous tiger, always dodging Sun Cheng's spears by a hair's breadth. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had passed a hundred moves.
Nangong Feihong had almost figured out Sun Cheng's strength. He immediately dodged and avoided the attack range of the spear. He slapped the barrel of the spear with his palm and knocked the spear away.
Immediately afterwards, the whole person turned into a phantom, and lightly patted Sun Cheng's chest with a palm, beating Sun Cheng back three or four meters.
"General's power!" Sun Cheng, who was knocked back, stabilized his figure and immediately clasped his fists.
"Brother Sun is also very strong. He is the strongest person we have recruited in the March recruitment so far. Apart from General Pioneer and me, Brother Sun is the strongest among the entire Zhennan Army!" Nangong Feihong said with a smile.
"Come on, Brother Sun, let's go inside and talk!" Nangong Feihong walked into the tent first.
Sun Cheng also followed into the camp.
"Brother Sun, do you know the art of war?" Nangong Feihong asked expectantly.
"Go back to General, I understand a little!" Sun Cheng looked at Nangong Feihong confidently.
"how······?"
Next, Nangong Feihong asked a series of questions about the art of war, including how to train troops in peacetime, how to command his soldiers, how to march during war, what to do in unexpected situations, how to set up camp, how to arrange checkpoints, and how to conduct military operations when a large army fights. Commanding soldiers and a series of other issues.
Sun Cheng, a general who had participated in several wars, immediately answered the questions one by one. These basic knowledge were perfect, and even the methods of training and running the army gave Nangong Feihong a surprise, some of which he had not even expected. .
"Okay, I have found a treasure today. I am proficient in martial arts and military art. If nothing else, I will give you the general position because of Brother Sun's ability!"
"Sun Cheng, from today on, you are the fourth-rank general of our Zhennan Army!" Nangong Feihong shouted.
"Thank you so much, General!" Sun Cheng was immediately overjoyed and saluted with clasped fists.
(End of this chapter)