Kick! Kick! Kick!

The train that is still running will make a clicking sound at regular intervals.

At this time, coupled with Feng Long striding forward, the two voices merged into one, giving people the feeling of war drums beating and an army attacking.

In an instant, the distance of more than ten meters became the same.

The two of them connected with each other with their bare hands, and their four mortal arms actually made a sound like gold and iron clashing!

"The wind brings purple clouds!"

"The Jade Dragon Beyond the Heavens!"

Two low roars sounded almost at the same time.

But after the second fist fight, Somo's expression suddenly changed, and he twisted his body forcefully to escape Feng Long's palm that sprang out like a poisonous snake.

"Oh no, Feng Long's current moves have made up for some of the flaws in the Su family's gun and become more rounded."

"And my moves are still unchanged from the original version."

"If this continues, if I continue to deal with you in this way, I will definitely lose!"

The moves the two of them are using now are basically within the scope of the Su family gun.

But the difference is that the version used by Feng Long has been an updated version that has been improved countless times in the eight years of Wasteland.

But Sumo himself used the version he originally created himself.

In such a comparison, when there is no physical advantage and the moves are restrained, there seems to be no suspense about the outcome.

Sure enough, after more than ten moves.

Even though Somo's defense was airtight and his figure kept moving around in the carriage, Feng Long still found the right opportunity and reached out from the defensive circle.

Whoosh!

The tip of his palm passed by Somo's blocked left arm, and he tugged hard.

Suddenly, Sumo lost his center of gravity and could only roll on the spot, narrowly avoiding Feng Long's subsequent pursuit.

He stood up, rolled up his sleeves and took a look. The place where he was caught before was already black and purple.

"Do you want to continue?"

Beforehand, with such an advantage, Feng Long might have ended the battle directly to prevent unnecessary injuries from continuing.

But it was different now. After discovering that Su Mo actually knew a full set of Su family guns, what he wanted to see was not enough at the moment.

"Come!"

"good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them fought together again.

But what surprised Feng Long was that Sumo's performance this time was obviously much better than the last time, so much so that the loopholes that had been wide open and closed before had become rounded.

Just like.

"He wants to learn an improved version of the Su family gun before the battle?"

For eight years, after Soma disappeared, we spent the early period of weakness in order to continue to maintain the territory's combat effectiveness.

This marksmanship was directly announced by Su Chan and became a self-defense martial art that everyone in the territory could practice.

In just half a year of practice, this exquisite marksmanship has caused most people's physical fitness to soar, and their close combat effectiveness to increase dramatically.

At the same time, the increase in mentality brought by marksmanship should not be underestimated.

For example, in the second year of the wasteland, when a hundred thousand troops besieged the territory, it was because of this courage that no one in the territory shouted the word "surrender" during the seven days and seven nights of siege.

From then on, the Su family's guns began to gain more and more attention from everyone, and the martial arts culture in the territory became more and more prosperous.

As of today, this marksmanship has been iterated for dozens of generations from the original version created by Sumo.

Some of them slowly evolved it into sword skills, focusing mainly on the momentum and power of each move.

Some people have developed it into a stick method, which is as fast as a snake, attacking the opponent by surprise.

Some people have evolved it into a body technique, implementing the concept that as long as you are fast enough, you can be invincible.

"The version I'm studying happens to be an iterative version of the marksmanship. Can he really learn it?"

It’s unclear how Su Mo learned the original version of the Su family gun.

Now that he saw that he still wanted to learn his version, Feng Long's interest surged in his eyes, and the moves in his hand gradually changed from attacking to feeding.

He has studied this marksmanship for nearly eight years.

Even if you have a foundation in the original version, if you want to learn it, it will take at least three months to start.

Feng Long didn't dare to expect that Somo could learn them all in this battle.

But as long as you can learn about one-twentieth, your potential has already exceeded 99% of people.

And if you can learn more than one tenth of it, you will be an out-and-out combat genius. With a little training, you may be able to prevent the territory from running out of talents in ten or twenty years!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The midday sun shines through the carriage window and onto the ground, creating mottled light and shadow.

The two kept fighting together.

Like big fluttering butterflies, sometimes they intertwined and danced together, sometimes they separated and swayed separately.

The pale white figure transformed by Somo was like a whirlwind, constantly surrounding Feng Long's black and purple figure, and struck violently.

But it was obvious that even though he tried hard to attack, the result was still the same as before, unable to break through Feng Long's defense.

"Too strong! This newcomer is so strong!"

"To be able to fight like this with Commander Feng, if this is placed in the territory for everyone to witness, it will be bragging for a lifetime!"

"Aren't you surprised that he actually knows the basic guidance method of our territory?"

"What's so strange about this? After so many years, a lot of people have been separated from our territory. Although this thing cannot be passed on to other people, there is no restriction on passing it on to one's immediate family members. Maybe this new person once had relatives.

Have you ever stayed in our territory?"

"It's a pity that his basic guidance method does not have its own extension. Every move is restrained by Master Feng Long, otherwise it is really possible to win."

Among the people present from the Tianyuan Territory, all of them had more or less come into contact with the Su Family Gun, which is now renamed the "Basic Guidance Method".

Depending on their talent, most people can only practice half-assedly and have a rough grasp of boxing and kicking.

Only a few people can reach the entry level and have adequate combat effectiveness in the wasteland.

For example, King Quan is not good at fighting. He only learned half of the guidance method at the beginning, so he focused all his attention on how to revitalize the economy.

Even though Feng Long's intention was very obvious at this time, it fell into the eyes of everyone present.

But they could only see that the fight between the two was back and forth, and their strength was evenly matched.

Occasionally, Somo can even take advantage of it.

During the fight, time passed by minute by minute.

As if they were trying to run another hundred meters with all their strength, the two people's final movements became slower and slower as their physical strength diminished.

At this point, all you have to fight for is your will to fight and reserve your physical strength.

Although Sumo had both of them, he stopped and shook his head when they separated from each other again:

"I lost!"

The nourishment of nether energy water over seven or eight years has opened up a huge gap between Feng Long's physical reserve and other physical fitness indicators.

Now, it is no exaggeration to say that he has reached the pinnacle of ordinary human beings and is just one step away from entering the realm of interstellar humans.

Under such circumstances, there is no point in continuing the fight.

"No, you didn't lose!"

"Besides, it's not time for us to decide the winner yet. I can continue to wait for you!"

Looking at Sumo who was gasping for air, Feng Long shook his head directly, his eyes filled with strange color as if he had discovered a treasure.

Although he was fully mentally prepared, after discovering that Somo could secretly learn one-fifth of his routines in battle.

His thoughts have completely changed compared to before.

"This is definitely a treasure. It is a top talent that is very likely to take the territory to the next level. We cannot let it go no matter what."

From the initial subjugation, to the training in the middle, and now to the wooing.

As Sumo further demonstrated his value, the corresponding "treatment" also increased rapidly invisibly.

"I can give you another chance to choose, as long as you are willing to follow me and join the Third Army."

"From the beginning, I can let you lead a team of a thousand people, and this team will directly obey my orders and do not need to be under anyone's jurisdiction!"

Slowly spitting out an important condition, the longing in Feng Long's eyes was almost ready to come out.

The previous contact had already shown him too much.
To be continued...