Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

"You just used nine moves in total. Your spear power is fierce enough, but your defense is insufficient. If the enemy doesn't fall after you use all nine moves, you will be in trouble!"

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"Also... the first eight moves are very ordinary, but the ninth move does have some spear intent!"

When Sikong Changfeng heard this, he couldn't help but ask:

"How did you know this? Is it in the book?"

Xie Xuan rolled his eyes at him:

"As the saying goes, if you master one method, you will master all methods. I have read many sword and knife manuals, not to mention spear manuals."

"These are not difficult at all. At least they are not as difficult as studying!"

Sikong Changfeng couldn't help but admire the seemingly dull scholar in front of him, so he put aside his prejudice and clasped his fists and said:

"Sir, what you said is very true. I wonder if you can give me some advice based on the books you have read?"

Xie Xuan looked Sikong Changfeng up and down, somewhat surprised:

"You...believe what I say?"

The reason why Xie Xuan asked this was because many people scoffed at his statement that "the book can show everything about time, let alone martial arts."

Especially those who practice martial arts have a deeper prejudice against this book-loving scholar.

I didn't expect that the young man with a gun in front of me today would be quite respectful to me and even ask for my advice.

This really surprised Xie Xuan, and even more pleasantly surprised, as if he had found someone who could understand him.

While thinking, Xie Xuan stuffed the book into his arms and said:

"Okay, since you are willing to let me teach you, then I will tell you..."

Xie Xuan walked to the corner of the courtyard and broke off a bamboo branch that was seven or eight feet long. Then he stretched out his hands and held the longer part in front of Sikong Changfeng:

"You should also have a pistol in your left hand, so that you can be both offensive and defensive when facing the enemy!"

Sikong Changfeng looked thoughtfully at the three-foot-long bamboo branch in front of him:

"Long spears are for attack, and short spears are for defense?"

Xie Xuan nodded:

"Yes, I have read in a book that someone has mastered this spear technique, it is called offensive and defensive spear!"

Sikong Changfeng smiled and said:

"There is some truth in attacking and defending. Thank you for your guidance, young master!"

Just as the two were talking, a middle-aged man's voice came from outside the courtyard:

"You have good offense and defense, but lack balance, Xuan'er... your spear skills are good, but if you let this guy practice on you, I'm afraid you will suffer a loss!"

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Chapter 138: The prime minister gave the gun manual to the Wen family, and the thief in the Wen family couldn’t defend against it!

As the voice reached their ears, Sikong Changfeng and Xie Xuan turned around at the same time and saw a middle-aged man in a blue-gray robe with a gentle and elegant face walking slowly towards them.

"Sir, it's you!" Sikong Changfeng threw down the bamboo stick, clasped his fists and saluted.

Xie Xuan also called out softly, "Uncle Master!"

It turned out that this person was Chen Ru, who invited Sikong Changfeng to drink Sangluo at Diaolou Xiaozhu when he first arrived in Tianqi City.

Chen Ru nodded slightly:

"I didn't expect that you two teenagers with very different personalities could actually chat with each other."

"Xiao Xuan'er, I see that you know a lot about martial arts, why don't you learn martial arts from your uncle?"

"After all, there may be no one in Shanqian Academy who can inherit the stick from my uncle for a long time."

Xie Xuan took a few steps back and shook his head like a rattle:

"No, no, practicing martial arts is so tiring!"

Seeing that he refused, Chen Ru did not force him to do so, but just sighed softly:

"Whatever, one day you will pick up the sword."

After saying this, Chen Ru turned to Sikong Changfeng:

"Little Gun Fairy, we meet again"

Sikong Changfeng nodded:

"So the senior is actually Mr. Chen Ru from Shanqian Academy. I am so blind."

Chen Ru waved his hand:

"It's okay. Meeting is fate. I just heard Xiao Xuan'er teach you how to use the spear. Your Zhuixu Spear is also a famous spear technique. But if you want to defeat a master, I'm afraid you will have to work harder!"

Sikong Changfeng's eyes lit up:

"So, sir, you have a way to improve it?"

Chen Ru smiled and said:

"Not really. The offensive and defensive spear Xiao Xuan'er mentioned is indeed an obscure method..."

"only……"

Chen Ru raised his hand and sucked the straight Xiangfei bamboo stick on the ground into his hand.

"I have a question. Most people in Beili practice swordsmanship, why do you prefer to use guns?"

Sikong Changfeng raised his eyebrows:

"That's a long story. The Zhuixu Spear was passed down to me by a down-and-out wanderer, and my spear skills were also taught to me by that senior!"

Chen Ru nodded upon hearing this:

"It seems that although you are young, you have had many adventures."

"Moreover, I can see from you that you are suffering from a serious illness, and you have been treated by a top-notch doctor to keep alive until now, right?"

Xie Xuan was shocked:

"Uncle Junior Master, can you tell this?"

Chen Ru smiled and did not answer. He jumped to the center of the yard and shook the bamboo stick in his hand slightly, as if he was infused with internal strength.

Then he performed a set of vigorous stick techniques, with continuous stick shadows, soft yet hard, and capable of both offense and defense!

"Great stick technique!"

Sikong Changfeng praised

After Chen Ru used a set of stick techniques, he tiptoed back to the two of them and said to Sikong Changfeng:

"My stick technique emphasizes both internal and external cultivation. When you were fighting with Master Xie in the Diaolou that day, I noticed that your meridians seemed to be damaged..."

"So after you use your spear skills, you must use all your strength. If the next strike fails, your strength will be wasted. Is that the case?"

Sikong Changfeng blushed:

"Sir, you are right. I am indeed seriously ill. First, the uncle and nephew of the Wen family used poison to suppress my old injuries."

"Then I found Medicine King Valley, and Xin Baicao used his prescription to treat my heart injury. Otherwise, I would have been left dead in the wilderness three months ago!"

Chen Ru nodded and threw the bamboo stick in his hand to Sikong Changfeng:

"As expected, you are a lucky gunner. Once your old heart injury is healed, your cultivation will have a great breakthrough!"

"The nephew of the Wen family you are talking about, could it be the Wen Yanzhao who poisoned the imperial palace soldiers and defeated the eunuch Zhuoqing a few days ago?"

Sikong Changfeng nodded: "It's him, he's a very amazing guy, he has a lot of poison skills, and according to Baili Dongjun, he has also entered the realm of half-step divine wandering!"

Chen Ru sighed:

"The old is replaced by the new, and at such a young age, he has already entered the state of Half-Step Divine Wandering. I'm afraid there are not many people like him in the world!"

Seeing that the two were chatting happily, Xie Xuan returned to his book bag, took out a thread-bound ancient book, and handed it to Sikong Changfeng:

"Sikong Changfeng, the spear technique I just told you about is in this spear manual. Since we are destined to be together, I will lend it to you. Remember to return it to me after one year!"

Sikong Changfeng clasped his fists and said:

"How can this be possible? Master Xie's book must be a precious ancient book!"

Chen Ru couldn't help showing an admiring look when he saw this:

"To be precise, this is a secret manual. I wonder how many gunmen in the world dream of obtaining it!"

"No need to refuse. My nephew and you are destined to be together. Don't refuse. Just accept it!"

Xie Xuan directly stuffed the gun manual into Sikong Changfeng's hand with a gentle smile on his face:

"Sikong Changfeng, don't listen to my uncle. I'm not giving this to you. I'm lending it to you. I only lend my books to people who are destined to read them!"

Unable to refuse such a kind offer, Sikong Changfeng bowed deeply:

"Thank you for your kindness today, Master Xuan. Sikong Changfeng will never forget it and will definitely repay you one day!"

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Lingnan, Wen Family

"You bastard! Get out of here!!!"

On the morning of the next day when Wen Yanzhao obtained the art of making medicine men from the Confucian immortal Gu Chen, Wen Yanzhao, who was still sleeping in bed, was woken up early in the morning by his uncle shouting that he was warming a pot of wine!

Wen Yanzhao opened his eyes dazedly from the bed, put on a plain long gown, pushed the door open and went out:

"Ugh..."

"Uncle, it's not nice to disturb someone's sleep so early in the morning... Why are you yelling so loudly?"

Wen Hujiu flashed to the side of Wen Yanzhao who was rubbing his eyes, grabbed his ears and asked with an unpleasant expression: