Chapter 150: Teaching the gun method [fourth more]

"Okay, as long as you don't care about your account." Zhang hangs a smile and promises directly.
"Teacher Zhang..."
Listening to him actually made this decision, Zhao Ya and others all looked anxious.
What kind of joke?
These days they have improved a lot, they have to fight a teacher... it is impossible!
Directly promise, isn't this waiting to admit defeat?
"Since you are so confident, well, are they together, or are they a wheel battle?"
We look at Zhou Tianxiao Yingying.
Zhang Hang has a total of five students, even if he is depressed, the wheel battle is not an opponent.
"Wheel battle? You think too much, just like your strength, I can beat you out of a student!" Zhang shook his head.
"You..."
Seeing the other side so contemptuous, Zhou Tian's face is very ugly.
Too lazy to pay attention to this guy, Zhang hangs to Zhao Ya and others.
After him, a few people were nervous.
There are no games to win, challenge the teacher...
"You guys haven’t had a fight, let you challenge Teacher Zhou. It’s really...it is too big, Zhengyang, just let you!
Zhang hangs around for a week and takes a hand.
When I heard this, everyone around me was black.
Big Brother, are you so realistic?
Even if you really want to install it, you should be realistic.
This Zhengyang, first of all, does not say that the strength is not so good. Just after a big fight, the physical strength is almost consumed. You can’t even take a shot and you can’t kill it. Now let him kill a chicken, I’m afraid it’s not killing. Let him play against Zhou Tian?
And also... overkill?
It’s a big one with a hair!
Look at this guy’s appearance, even if he doesn’t shoot on Sunday, I’m afraid I won’t hold it for a long time, I will fall down myself...
Not only the expression of the people is weird, even Zheng Yang is also twitching.
"Teacher, I..."
He is going crazy.
Is Teacher Zhang joking?
He knows a few pounds and two, and he knows very well. Now, if you just come to a student, you can’t resist it. You can also fight against Zhou Tian’s teacher... Don’t say that he will be repaired to suppress the military, even if it’s suppressed... Can't beat it!
I was just telling Teacher Zhang that my physical condition, if I didn’t finish it, I heard the faint voice of the other party sounded:
Don’t be happy, beat the teacher Zhou and be happy again!

Happy?
Happy to have a wool!
I am about to cry, don't you see it?
Zheng Yang shakes his body and feels that he will faint at any time.
"Looking for yourself..."
Seeing this scene, Zhou Tian thought that Zhang Xuan was deliberately embarrassing him, and his mouth was twitching, and his eyes were fierce.
Before the battle, I will teach him a new shot, and Zhou should have no problem?

Anyone who ignores the strange faces around him, Zhang hangs to look at Zhou Tian.
"I just want to buy a ring when I am married, I am afraid it is a little late!" Zhou Tian said.
It’s not too late, it’s better than you can!
Zhang Hang faintly smiles and comes to Zhengyang:
Come, the teacher teaches you a shot, look good, learn!

After finishing the rifle from the other hand, the palm of the hand trembled and slanted out.
This trick doesn't seem to have any rules, it's very arbitrarily, it's not like tricks, it's like smashing out and playing.
"This guy...it won't be funny!"
"This is also called the shooting method? Get the boars over and let it see the sows that are sent and loved. Is the shooting method better than this?"
"I have seen the potholes, the pits, or the first time I saw a pit student, Zheng Yang is estimated to be finished!"
"Stand up such a teacher, and then you have to finish it..."
The professor of Zhang Hang’s face is not hidden. Everyone can see the appearance of his tricks.
This is also called shooting method?
Even when you burn a fire stick and pick a flame, it’s several times better than this trick...
"Have you learned?"
Ignore everyone's arguments, Zhang Sushang looked at Zheng Yang.
"Learn..."
Zheng Yang cried.
Do you use this trick?
He took the gun for the first time since he was six years old...the number of tricks is much more powerful than this...
"Okay, since you learned, beat Teacher Zhou!"
Zhang Hang nodded, and the palm of his hand patted on Zheng Yang.
When he heard his explanation, Zheng Yang was trying to cry out, and he felt that Zhang’s palms were in contact with his shoulders, and a thick and infuriating moment came wildly along the meridians.
This kind of innocence is pure and unremarkable, and it is extremely pure. Wherever it went, the place where the meridians of the body were stagnation, broke open, like the body instantly broke some kind of shackles, and ate the big Budan, the whole body The tiredness disappeared and the whole person regained his spirit.
Wearyness is the same as that of a serious illness. It is also caused by the obstruction of the meridians. These cloggings are nothing under the enthusiasm of Zhang Suo.
"Don't resist, adjust your breathing in the direction of my infuriating!"
It’s strange, the voice of Teacher Zhang is heard in the ear.
Knowing that the teacher can't harm him, Zheng Yang is eager to concentrate and adjust his breathing.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
The instinct that entered the body immediately operated in a special way along the meridians. At a moment, Zheng Yang felt like he had become a long shot that would pierce the sky at any time.
"This is the method of the internal operation of the gun method?"
At this moment, Zheng Yang is stupid and understands what is going on.
Whether it is a gun or martial arts, there are not only tricks, but the most important thing is the way of working inside.
Only the correct interest rate can motivate the guns and exert the strongest power. Otherwise, the so-called tricks are the most fancy, and the power is almost none.
Although Zheng Yang has not been exposed to any powerful gunfare, he has been involved with the gun since he was a child. He has already integrated the gunming method into the bone marrow. This method of internal interest has formed in the body. He suddenly understands that he has learned more than he has ever seen. The gunwork must be much more brilliant!
The trick seems to be ordinary, and the fool can learn, but with this set of minds, it is to simplify the complexity, not to work!
"There are so many tricks under the sun..."
In a flash, I was demented and couldn’t believe it.
This trick can no longer be described with mystery, it is simply unimaginable.
Excited, the voice of Teacher Zhang is ringing again in the ear.
"Don't hesitate, hurry to get familiar with the way you work, and then match the gunwork!"
"Yes!"
Knowing that Teacher Zhang is teaching him Gao Ming’s shooting method, Zheng Yang is no longer thinking, focusing on the spirit, and feeling the body and mind.
Each martial arts will have a special method of internal operation. The practitioners should, like the paving, make the blocked meridians a little bit, which is extremely troublesome and requires a lot of energy.
In the case of Zhengyang, the current practice is a reunion of the military. The body has only internal interest, and even the infuriating atmosphere has not formed. It is not a one or two years to learn to use this channel to open up the internal interest. Basically impossible.
However, it is different now.
Mr. Zhang’s innocence is extremely pure. Wherever he goes, the places where the body is clogged are all smoothly open. Less than two breaths open up a smooth cycle, and the inside is running away. shackles.
"This is...has it done?"
The internal interest is smooth, Zheng Yang suddenly understands that this set of guns is equal to learning completely, and immersed for several years in general.
"Okay, this infuriating will stay in your body first. You will continue to pretend to have no strength. When fighting with Zhou, you must hit a hit!"
The sound of Zhang Hang continues to come.
Knowing what he meant, Zheng Yang nodded secretly, and his heart was strange at the same time... Why did Teacher Zhang’s instinct stay in him without conflict?
The practice of the martial arts is different, and the attributes of the qi are different. Therefore, the infuriating of one person enters the body of another person, not to mention the failure to help break through, and it is easy to conflict, leading to ignorance.
Mr. Zhang’s instinct entered his body, and there was no conflict or contradiction, which made him somewhat unbelievable.
However, he also knows that at this time, when he didn’t think about it, he
strugged
with a fist:
Mr. Zhou, come on!

When you are finished, walk to the division's platform.
Seeing that he will be blown by the wind at any time, watching the crowds, all face each other.
Nima, come true?
Learn a gun that can be used by pigs, and the body that will faint at any time, how to fight...
Sunday also had a face pumping, and an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.
It’s counted.
This guy must have long planned to abandon this student and deliberately embarrassed himself.
Teach a trick that even the chickens can't kill, to deal with themselves... Doesn't it mean that you don't even have a chicken?
"Zhang Hang, count you!"
Thinking that the other party is deliberately humiliating himself, Zhou Tianyi bites his teeth and jumps on the test bench.
"I still hope that Zhou’s teacher will be merciful..."
Preparing a weak look, Zheng Yang struggled to lift the rifle.
It’s so simple to see him, he’s so tired and sweaty, everyone is speechless.
The division has been challenged for many years, and I didn’t expect the first challenge to be so wonderful.
Going out, it’s really amazing enough to scream.
"Teacher...do you want me to be Zhengyang!"
Zhao Ya couldn’t help but say.
"Look at it!" Zhang Hang does not explain.
Seeing the teacher’s well-behaved appearance, Zhao Ya was full of doubts, but did not dare to ask more, and looked at the stage again.
"Remember? If you want to blame, blame you, Teacher Zhang!"
Guess the meaning of Zhang Suhang, and the bonfire in Zhou Tian’s heart.
"That... the student is rude!"
Zheng Yang knows that he does not shoot, the other party is not allowed to take the first shot, nor nonsense, a long gun, and stabbed the past.
The tip of the gun does not seem to have any strength.
It’s just the garbage trick of Zhang’s suspense.
"Hey!"
Seeing this guy is really dare to use, Zhou Tian is even more angry, a cold, will be repaired to suppress the military to a reunion, do not use weapons, palms greeted over.
Red hand to rifle!
Even so, no one in the audience is optimistic about Zheng Yang, I think this guy must be unlucky.
"This is the time..."
Seeing the other side really despised, the empty hand greeted him, Zheng Yang’s eyes lit up, and the instinct of the body’s hanging suspension suddenly caused the whole person to change instantly. If it was just a docile sheep, this one has changed. Become a fierce tiger.
Boom!
A gunman, straight out, piercing the chest.
"What?"
The pupils shrink, and the cold hair suddenly bursts on Sunday.