Chapter 118: Neijiaquan

　　 A small secluded courtyard in the Fuwei Dart Board Guest House...
　　Linsha did not go to the small practice martial arts field not far from the yard today, but shrunk in the small yard where he lived to ``entertain himself'', and even the small and ban Linping were expelled.
　　 The patio area of ​​the small yard is not large. There are several wooden poles crisscrossed in the air, and nearly ten sandbags of different sizes are suspended under the wooden pole.
　　If someone close to Linsha who is familiar with Linsha is here, it can be seen at a glance that this is Linsha’s unique practice site.
However, unlike Linsha’s practice field on the Luding plane, the sandbags hanging on wooden poles are very slender at this time. The largest is the size of modern football, the smallest is only the size of a baby fist, and the ground is also deliberately nailed On a wooden pile, and a few round wooden deeds with a length of nearly a meter, simple human figures were painted on the wall with charcoal.
Lin Sha held a slender white wax gun rod, slammed on the bluestone ground of the patio two meters away from the sandbag, and stared at a bag of fist-sized sandbags hanging on the wooden pole, adjusting the breath to relax the muscles and bones. The ash gun sticks out!
boom!
The front end of the ash barrel with no gun head stabbed straight in the fist-sized sandbag, and the sandbag was lifted back, and then he did not draw the gun back, but instead his wrist shook, the slender ash barrel seemed to dance around like a snake. , When the fist size sandbags reverberate, fire the gun, sweep the gun, and pick the gun repeatedly.
　　 For a while, I saw the sound of the guns in the courtyard of the small courtyard screaming loudly. The fist-sized sandbag was like a string puppet, and it was shaken back and forth and swayed back and forth.
　　No matter how fast the swing of the sandbag and the speed of the sandbags are, the control of Lin Sha’s slender white wax gun can’t get rid of it. Every time he flies, sweeps or stabs, he will never miss every blow!
　　 continued for half a column of Kung Fu before Lin Sha stopped training for punching fist-sized sandbags.
Immediately afterwards, he did not rest, the slender ash gun barrel suddenly bent down, the gun head accurately extended into a small pile of mud on the ground, and then the body of the gun suddenly stretched out a small piece of mud and smashed it heavily on the wall with charcoal painting Out of the simple figure!
　　 I saw Linsha's gun barrel bent like a snake in one hand, and the left and right shots were unsatisfactory. The mud on the ground was repeatedly smashed to the silhouette of the wall, and there was no accident.
He wasn't idle while waiting for the mud on the wall to dry, and his foot was still moving, the spear in his hand screamed out from the string and arrow, and the tip of the gun hit the erected wooden peg body for a moment. At a time when it is not allowed to make a tremble, he twirled and held around the log stick body. During the grab, the tip was close to the log stick body. The round wooden stick that was deeply nailed into the ground was under the gun barrel. Pull up at a speed that is visible to the naked eye until the wooden deed is pulled out of the ground with a bang!
At this time, the mud sticking to the figure on the wall was already dry. Lin Sha's hand twitched like a spirit snake swinging left and right, blocking, holding, dialing, entanglement, etc. The shooting skills were used one by one, and I only saw the patio wall. The dry and hard soil nearby splashed, but most of the dry and hard soil that had stuck to the figure on the wall for a moment and a half!
After most of the dry mud on the wall silhouette was shot down, Lin Sha suddenly closed the gun and stood up and breathed out a long breath, and then the wrist shook gently and the gun shot again like a sharp arrow. At the same time, the wood pile nailed to the ground passed by, and then the rifle continued to shake around the side of the pile, but it was pulled up from the ground and twisted to the other side.
Lin Shayan quickly closed the gun and stabbed it again. This time the rifle pierced the other side of the pile, and the straightened pile was straightened by the method of blocking and holding, so that the barrel of the gun swung back and forth, anyway, several times. The pile never falls and the edges on both sides have begun to dent slightly inward!
　　Call!
　　 Until then, Lin Sha closed her gun and stood up, relaxed her tense nerves, wiped the forehead with hot sweat, and looked at a terrible patio and nodded and smiled with satisfaction.
　　 After a few months of decent practice, he once practiced a big gun pile, and now he feels familiar and kind again when he picks it up again.
　　 When he was in a mountain village before, he didn’t want to be too shocked. He didn’t have much practice in shooting a gun.
　　 The same reason when I was with the three young heroes of Hengshan. Since I had already lied about the tactics of shooting in the army, there was no need to take it on my own, so as not to be misunderstood as a bitch.
　　After arriving in Fuzhou, basically spent most of the day with the three young heroes of Hengshan, either talking about martial arts or learning, it was better not to reveal their secrets.
　　 It wasn't until Hengshan Three Young Heroes left that he was able to restart the practice of the big gun pile without hesitation.
　　 Fortunately, his inner fist realm is extremely high, and has already reached the peak of dark power, and the gunmanship has touched the edge of strength. When I came to Xiaoao World for half a year, it was either mountain hunting or fierce fighting with bandits, or it was to compete with the disciples of Hengshan with great strength. The skill of Neijiaquan has never fallen!
　　The big gun pile has reached his present level~EbookFREE.me~ It is no longer necessary to continue the basic shake bar listening, but to start practicing deeper skills, just like he just practiced.
　　Half-hour exercise of the big gun pile has enabled him to move all over his body, feeling that the blood in his body is boiling, and he can start formal external exercises after the warm-up exercise.
　　 Yes, his move just now is to continue to stabilize the foundation of Neijiaquan and warm up to prepare for the next external exercises.
　　 He is preparing to practice the external skills, called "Iron Cloth"!
　　After deliberating, he decided to pick out the outside kung fu that he was going to practice, in addition to practicing Neijiaquan.
　　 originally planned to use the favorable conditions in his body to fully penetrate the twelve main principles, and to practice internal power mentality directly, maybe before the internal fist reached the strength, it would already be the master of internal power in the world of Xiaoao!
　　 But thinking about it, he finally gave up this tempting idea!
It’s not that he doesn’t have the proper internal skill cheats, but on the contrary, he doesn’t have too many internal skill cheats in his mind. He remembers clearly the content of learning cheats!
These are the martial arts cheats that he spent a lot of energy on the Luding plane and collected with the power of the country. During his period as Emperor Tai, he was ruined by him. It is no problem for him to write them silently and silently. .
No matter which cheats he wants to learn, or re-cultivation of the "Five Poison Cheats" in Luding, he has no difficulty for him, but the problem is ~www.mtlnovel. com~Welcome book readers to visit and read the latest, fastest and hottest serial works at ~EbookFREE.me~Mobile phone users, please read.