Chapter 1118: Zhao Yun's strength!

There was a glimmer of light flashing in Zhao Yun's eyes, his hands danced, and the spears blossomed quickly, covering the whole body in the blink of an eye. The silver light was connected in a line, and it was as if the river was pouring and attracting attention.
The weapons of the brawny man who besieged him fell on the silver light all over his body, and they made the sound of gold and iron humming, and there were a lot of sparks in the air!
Zhao Laosan, who was watching the battle, saw this scene with a surprise on his face, and lost his voice: "Sanshu Gong's unique knowledge, Zilong has completely learned it?!"
He is very clear about what Zhao Yun's marksmanship represents, which means that since his third uncle passed away, it has become an extinct marksmanship, and once again blooms its glory in the hands of the descendants of Zhaojia Village!
The brawny man who besieged Zhao Yun had an expression of seeing a ghost, because each of their attacks fell on the silver light, as if they had hit an impenetrable copper wall and iron wall, and the counter-shock force from the weapons in their hands was truly true. Remind them that every attack they made was stopped by Zhao Yun!
This means that there are no false moves among the countless spears!
"Fortunately, fortunately, this trick is only used for defense. If it can be applied to attack..." a man with a spear and a beard with a lingering fear, but before he finished speaking, seven spears suddenly appeared before his eyes. , Printed directly on his leather armor!
The big beard flew out directly and fell to the ground, a wisp of blood flowed out of his mouth, and on his chest, there were seven small pear blossom marks on his leather armor.
"Unexpectedly... They are all real tricks..." The brawny man covered his chest and slowly stood up, watching Zhao Yun, who was able to do his best in the siege of the crowd, and whispered to him from time to time. Tao.
At this moment, Zhao Laosan’s voice came from the side, and his voice was a little vague: "San Shu Gong is able to draw with Gun Prodigy Tongyuan, even in terms of marksmanship, he is slightly better than Gun Prodigy. How can it be possible to have only defense and no attack?"
The brawny man couldn't help feeling relieved when he heard this. After Zhao Yun became famous, his origins were also dug up. He knew that he was born in Zhaojiacun and learned the marksmanship of the unnamed old man who drew with the gun prodigy at the beginning.
At the same time, they also inquired that Zhao Yun’s ancestor was not the nameless old man, but a young man who seemed to be in his twenties. As for the strength of that young man, how could he make a genius like Zhao Yun willing to worship him. As a teacher, they have no idea.
Because since Zhao Yun became famous, his mysterious master has never made a shot. I don’t know if no one can let him do it, or because the young man is just a silver-like pewter spearhead, and he doesn’t have much in his hand. Sub-strength.
Just as the brawny man was thinking wildly, Zhao Yun had already defeated all the remaining nineteen people. It took only half an hour before and after. Zhao Yun was fully armed with twenty strong men who even cultivated their inner strength. Together, defeat them all.
Basically every brawny man defeated by Zhao Yun has several small pear blossom marks on the leather armor in front of him. On the other hand, Zhao Yun breathed smoothly, and no folds were visible on the white robe.
Obviously, in the previous match, although Zhao Yun was besieged by twenty people, from beginning to end, he firmly occupied the initiative. Defeating the twenty people joined together was not a laborious task for him. !