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Chapter 78: Guns and sticks, full of martial virtues
More and more new people joined the camp, and the originally empty dormitory building was unknowingly almost full of people.

When Qi Xiuyuan and others walked out of the dormitory and came to the corridor, they saw the smashed door of Room 619 in the distance.

There were also newcomers who stuck their heads out to watch the excitement like them, as well as two figures standing in the corridor fighting face to face.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The two men were not holding knives or guns, but two sticks of similar length.

Judging from the two mops with only the heads left on one side, they simply broke the mops to collect the materials on the spot.

"I told you, I want this room, Zhou Hao, you want to snatch it from me?"

The girl's tone was arrogant and willful. She chopped the boy in front of her with a stick in both hands. Surprisingly, the sound was not the whistling sound typical of swinging a blunt weapon, but a sharp whistling sound like a knife cutting through the air.

"Wan Susu, I was here first, why should I give way to you?"

The boy in front of him frowned as he waved a long stick. The slender stick was extremely flexible in his hand. He drew an arc around the girl's stick, and the tip of the stick pierced her throat like a gun tip.

Wrap the gun and stab.

But the girl just bent down neatly, revealing her fair belly with the sharp movement, and then she touched the ground with one hand and turned around, swinging the stick in the other hand towards the boy.

Oolong wagging its tail.

Snapped!
The boy put the stick on his side at his waist for protection, then held the stick with both hands and poured force into the stick. The tip of the stick stirred like a spear and went straight towards the girl. Only several black shadows could be seen from the stick.

Su Qin carried a sword on his back and took the lance.

"Liuhe Spear, Wudang Black Tortoise Stick?"

Qi Xiuyuan shifted his gaze away from the two of them and looked towards the doors of other dormitories, where he saw a few more noteworthy guys.

A black-haired boy was leaning against the wall, watching the scene silently with an expressionless face. Qi Xiuyuan noticed that he was fiddling with a few cards in his hand, which were flying up and down between his fingers.

On the other side, there was also a red-haired girl standing at the dormitory door. Her eyes would first look at the place where the two men were going to stab next.

There were others, some with indifferent expressions, some with playful smiles, some eager to make a move, and some with disdainful eyes...

"It doesn't look like it will be boring."

Looking at the various kinds of people displayed in just a few dormitories in front of him, Qi Xiuyuan couldn't help but smile.

At the same time he noticed those people, some people also noticed Qi Xiuyuan, and many of them had their eyes flickering slightly.

"She is going to lose." Chu Zihang said suddenly.

With his eyes, he could naturally see that the two men were using stick techniques and spear techniques respectively. In traditional martial arts, there has always been a saying that "the stick hits a large area, and the spear stabs a line."

In such a narrow environment, compared to Zhou Hao's offensive that was based on moving, grabbing and stabbing with the shadow of his spear skills, the girl's chopping, sweeping and blocking stick techniques could not be performed very skillfully.

"Not necessarily." Yuan Zhisheng beside him suddenly spoke.

Click!

The girl broke the stick in her hand without hesitation, held the stick in front of her body with one hand to deflect the twisted stick head, and with the other hand, she spun around with the short stick behind her back.

Double sticks, the body and the hands are combined into one, the hand and the stick are combined into one, both offensive and defensive.

When using a stick to fight an enemy, it is better to defend first and then attack. If you defend properly, you can take advantage of the opportunity to attack again.

Holding down the stick that the boy was thrusting at her with one hand, the girl instantly took a step forward and struck the boy's throat with the other short stick.

Seeing this, the boy's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and the next moment he suddenly became fierce. His body trembled and he shook the stick hard, breaking free from the short stick and stabbing the girl's leg.

Searching for snakes in the grass.

Bang! The two men had unknowingly reached the dormitory where Qi Xiuyuan and the others were staying. Qi Xiuyuan and Yuan Zhisheng, who were standing at the door, saw this and attacked almost simultaneously.

There was no advanced fighting skill involved. From the perspective of others, Yuan Zhisheng simply raised his foot and stepped on the stick that the boy had thrust out with force, and the stick shattered on the ground.

The function of a gun lies in the tip of the gun.

Qi Xiuyuan simply appeared in front of the girl, turned around and kicked the head of the stick she was holding out, causing the girl to stagger back several steps. She had to use another short stick to tap the ground behind her to steady herself.

The function of the stick is to focus on both ends but be used throughout.

"Hiss!" The girl couldn't help but gasp. The arm that was pounding the stick was numb and the pain almost brought tears to her eyes. But she still looked at Qi Xiuyuan tensely and frowned, "You nosy guy..."

The stick didn't break, which meant that the guy had used the force of her stick to kick her back, with the exact same force. And the speed at which he suddenly appeared just now...

So fast.

These two words subconsciously appeared in the girl's mind.

This scene of suppressing the two people purely by relying on speed, strength and eyesight subconsciously aroused the interest of everyone who originally regarded this as a farce.

The red-haired girl first glanced at Yuan Zhisheng, then shifted her gaze to Qi Xiuyuan and gradually frowned.

"You have a strong sense of martial virtue, no problem." Qi Xiuyuan retracted his raised foot and looked at the girl with a smile, "But, if you don't even understand the principle of stopping at the right time, you are a bit childish."

"You..." The girl's face flushed slightly and she was about to say something.

But at this moment, a powerful and deafening roar was heard.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

A man in military uniform walked up the stairs. Seeing this scene, he frowned and cursed, "You're causing trouble on the first day. What do you think this place is?"

His loud voice echoed in the dormitory building, and the newcomers who had come to watch the fun slowly retracted their heads. No one wanted to offend the officers here directly on the first day.

"You've got nowhere to vent your energy, huh?" The man looked at Qi Xiuyuan and the other three still standing in the corridor and said coldly, "Fighting with a mop is nothing. If you want to fight, go to the training ground and use real guns and live ammunition. Sign a life-or-death agreement, and life and death will be decided by fate."

As he spoke, he took a last look at Yuan Zhisheng and Qi Xiuyuan, especially lingering on Qi Xiuyuan for a few seconds.

He immediately looked towards the other dormitories and then slowly shouted, "Everyone, gather at the training ground immediately!"

"Hmph!" The girl glared at Qi Xiuyuan, shook her numb hands and turned away.

The boy smiled bitterly, bowed slightly to the two of them, and left.

For this group of "prodigies", the farce that was not really a farce ended. Xia Mi and Su Xiaoqiang also found a dormitory. After changing their clothes, they left together and walked towards the writing training ground, which was actually a tall tower.

"Why does my crotch feel a little tight?"

Finkel held up his pants and followed the others while complaining.

The military uniform on this guy, coupled with his loser temperament, feels a bit out of place, like a guide in an anti-Japanese drama.

By the time they arrived outside the tower, most of the newlyweds had already arrived.

But they were all standing there lazily, chatting about their own things and doing their own things.

In contrast, in front of everyone, several officers in military uniforms held their heads high and chests puffed out. Even Wan Tao's younger brother, the unruly second son of the Wan family, was standing there upright, his posture as straight as a pine tree, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes as he looked at the newcomers.

The one-armed Bai Ci stood in front, looking at this group of confused newcomers, his eyes slightly narrowed, and a breath of air gradually emerged.

(End of this chapter)