"Come!"

Gu Shiyang sneered, hooked his finger at Zhao Yang, and said disdainfully: "It seems that you are quite awesome, come... Today I will teach you what real marksmanship is!"

Looking at the other person's appearance and actions, Zhao Yang knew that this guy was indeed prepared and deliberately targeted him.

He smiled faintly, held the stick in his right hand, hugged his right fist with his left hand, and bowed slightly in front of his chest: "Please give me advice!"

Looking at Zhao Yang's actions, Yang Zhan's face moved and then looked at Gu Shiyang next to him.

Originally, Gu Shiyang looked disdainful, but in his eyes, Yang Zhan had to think reluctantly about Zhao Yang's greeting.

"Let's start!" Yang Zhan said indifferently.

As Yang Zhan's words fell, Zhao Yang paused and stabbed Gu Shiyang there with a stick.

He said that he had just watched Yang Zhan and his two demonstrations, and he had a little more insights, and his hands were itchy at this moment.

And he was not prepared to give Gu Shiyang a chance to take care of him, so he naturally took the initiative.

"Hmph!" Gu Shiyang snorted coldly, swung the long stick in his hand, and sealed it towards Zhao Yang's stick.

"Du!"

The two sticks intersected, and the sound was not as loud as imagined.

As a senior member of the pioneer team, Gu Shiyang was shocked and was waiting to change his move.

But a wisp of light breeze that looked like a poisonous snake had slid across his long stick and poked it to his left rib from a tricky angle.

Gu Shiyang groaned, not caring about anything ugly, and fell to the right and turned his body to avoid the stick.

Amid the screams of exclamation, Gu Shiyang hurriedly avoided the stick.

Such a thing is nothing if it happens in a contest with colleagues; even those with thick skin can brag about their responsiveness.

But in this situation, no matter how thick the face is, I am afraid that my face will be burned.

Seeing this, Bai Changlin next to him couldn't help but look dark; the people next to him were also strangely tight at this moment.

Zhao Yang did not pursue further. He knew very well that the other party was careless just now, and even if he went further, he would not have much advantage. He just waved the stick in his hand with a calm look on his face and said, "Please!"

Looking at Zhao Yang's face with a faint smile and the strangeness and surprise on the faces of many students beside him, Gu Shiyang's face turned red, he shouted angrily, raised his long stick in his hand and rushed towards Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang held the stick in both hands, his face calmly; the stick just now was just the other party's carelessness, but it was time to really test him.

The other party cannot hold back, but it is the best way to sharpen oneself.

Only under such high pressure situations can he help him truly understand and control those combat skills as much as possible.

Gu Shiyang's long stick was like a storm, rolling towards Zhao Yang.

Yang Zhan, standing beside him with his hands behind his back, looked calm; but the students next to him were not as calm as they were. Looking at the amazing momentum, he exclaimed in surprise.

Bai Changlin in the front row was originally disappointed, but now he looked at Gu Shiyang's aura and finally showed excitement.

I think my own son is quite reliable. I originally thought that Gu's surname was a silver-sampled wax-headed gun, but I still have some skills.

With such strength, it depends on how arrogant Zhao Yang, you are.

"Tu tuk!"

Amid the rapid sound of sticks colliding, Zhao Yang's long stick in his hand was steady, neither hurry nor slow, but it was just right, without any leakage, and blocked in front of him.

“Wow!”

Seeing that Zhao Yang was unscathed during this attack, the students were all surprised.

Yang Zhan slowly looked at Zhao Yang's slightly trembling hands and his calm steps slowly retreating, his eyes full of admiration.

Stabilize but not hurry, advance and retreat in moderation.

Only Bai Changlin's smile, which had not yet become brighter, solidified again.

Even more annoyed than him, Gu Shiyang was the only one who saw that he had not even taken down a primary school student. His face suddenly darkened again when he saw this attack.

"Okay, not bad, it can actually block it. Then you try again!"

Gu Shiyang laughed in anger and accelerated his attack again, which was obviously a little stronger than before.

It was obvious that Zhao Yang's sweat on his forehead was about to suppress him with a strong force and save his face.

Facing the long stick that was coming, Zhao Yang's brows were slightly tight, his eyes were not flustered, his feet were calm, and the ash wax pole in his hand could not block it. At the same time, his feet changed from time to time and slowly retreated.

Use this to dodge the attack and remove most of the opponent's attack power.

Otherwise, with his current physique, even if he blocked the opponent's attack in full, he would still not be able to survive for three minutes.

Yang Zhan frowned slightly, and the target of this moment was naturally not Zhao Yang, but Gu Shiyang.

Gu Shiyang is quite strong, otherwise he would not have been brought to be an assistant coach.

This kid has always been so proud of his face. This time he had the opportunity to come to Shandong University, so he even took the initiative to apply to come.

I was probably thinking of showing off in front of these prides in Johor Bahru City, but now I was slapped in the face.

Only in this impatient situation can I be so anxious.

Originally, if he calmed down, it would not be difficult to defeat the other party and get back his face, and it could even be said to be a natural thing.

But at this moment, he made a huge mistake and forced an attack.

If it were someone else, it wouldn't be a big problem.

But although the boy in front of me is not very old and not even a good foundation, he relies on extremely strange experience, agile reactions and calm mentality.

He fought steadily and dragged Gu Shiyang down.

If this continues, Gu Shiyang is afraid that the chance of turning the tables is not particularly high.

But at this time, Yang Zhan didn't say anything.

Gu Shiyang also has some benefits to encountering some setbacks, and he also wants to see how deep the potential of Zhao Yang is.

“Huhuhu…”

Gu Shiyang took a breath, his speed was a little slow.

But then the anger in his eyes became even more intense.

There is only a young boy in front of me, who actually makes me feel so embarrassed?

After thinking about it, I forced myself to breathe, shouted again, and accelerated the attack.

Zhao Yang's hands were trembling at this moment, but the long stick in his hand was still holding it very steadily.

On the forehead, beads of sweat as big as beans flowed down the cheeks one by one, and some sweat even penetrated the eyelashes and penetrated into the eyes, but the eyes still didn't blink.

His legs muscles were trembling gently at this moment, but he also stood steadily, moving backward step by step from time to time, trying to relieve the offensive force he faced and relieve the pressure.

Under such pressure, Zhao Yang's whole body was tense and his mental power was extremely active.

Tightly lock on Gu Shiyang's every move to determine the opponent's attack and make appropriate responses.

Thanks to the blessing of several evil spirits who have been killed by the bricks recently, he is in a very good mental state, quick thinking, and his reaction ability is nearly twice as strong as before.

Relying on this special reaction speed and coping ability, plus the experience gained in the dream, he barely withstood the other party's storm.

At this time, his physical strength had actually reached its peak, and he was only relying on his willpower to support him.

But under this situation, this high pressure brought him a rapid understanding and integration of dream experience.

The long stick in his hand slowly adjusted the power and direction of contact with the other party's long stick inadvertently.

The force that suddenly hit, in these slight adjustments, the force that hits the stick in Zhao Yang's hand is gradually decreasing steadily.

Perhaps these adjustments have played a role, or perhaps it is related to Gu Shiyang's gradual exhaustion.

But no matter what, Zhao Yang unexpectedly withstood these three waves of storm attacks.

The so-called "one-one-kick-up spirit will fade and lose three times."

This is the current situation of Gu Shiyang.

The forced three waves of attacks were as fast and powerful as they were, but at this moment, Gu Shiyang finally woke up a little.

He barely slowed down some of the attacks and began to try to slowly restore his strength.

Looking at Zhao Yang, he actually survived three waves of such powerful attacks. There was a buzzing sound in the queue next to him, with surprise, envy, and jealousy.

Of course, many people secretly glanced at Bai Changlin, who had a very ugly face next to him, and the meaning was hard to understand.

Feeling the gaze of the people around him, Bai Changlin's expression became a little ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This kid is just lucky, he can't hold on for long!"

Yang Zhan was beside him, and his face was filled with surprises.

The student in front of him actually survived Gu Shiyang's three waves of attacks, which surprised him and was a little excited.

This is a good seedling. Although the basic physique is not very solid, the reaction, response and techniques are amazing.

Next, maybe you can pay more attention; you have good strength and come from a medical class. If you enter the pioneer team, you will have a great chance of becoming an elite in a few years.

If he still has some special talents, his future will be bright.

Seeing Zhao Yang sweating and panting, Yang Zhan was about to make a sound to stop the competition, but his eyes flashed slightly, and the words that were about to say stopped again.
To be continued...