Chapter 380 (1/2)
Bamboo grove.
A figure danced with butterflies to explore the flowers, with messy steps and a long gun like a flame in his hand.
”What a strange shot.” Lin Feng's eyes sparkled, and the ember magic gun seemed to be weak and soft. I can't feel the burst of strength in the dance, but the light wind blows, but there is a slight condensation of gun gas, which makes me feel like pulling a thousand pounds in four or two.
First, the wind blows gently.
”Only three forces can attack, defend, advance and retreat.”
”The key to mastering the light wind is in the word 'blowing'.”
”What's missing...”
Lin Feng's eyebrows were slightly locked and his eyes were full of confusion.
It's not difficult to learn how to shoot. I learned how to shoot when I was a child, and I studied hard in the ”thirty-three days”.
Reaching the realm of ”returning to nature” is step by step, and the foundation is very solid.
Whew! Wheezing~
The sound of the ember magic gun kept releasing. Lin Feng sometimes stepped and sometimes waved the gun, looking for that feeling, just like looking for the memory of the body. Every shot can sense the ”life” of the gun, which is the embodiment of the meaning of the gun.
In the past, when practicing guns, we focused on ”form”.
Now, the feeling is ”meaning”.
Is a fundamental improvement.
”Gun meaning, gun meaning...”
”Is the artistic conception hidden in the shooting method.”
Lin Feng closed his eyes and his mind was completely condensed and concentrated.
At this moment, everything was thrown out of the sky, and the body walked along the 'gun' like a shadow.
It feels very strange.
”Is it 'soft' when the wind blows?”
”It's just... So, what's the power of the gun move?”
Lin Feng thought hard. He had no teacher but himself. He studied silently.
But I've long been used to it.
Since childhood, Lin Xiaotian has deliberately cultivated Lin Feng's ”independence”. No matter what situation he encounters, he can solve and complete it with his own strength. The road of martial arts is long. Only Martial Arts himself, a heart and a body accompany him to the end.
Everything depends on yourself!
”Chih!” the ember devil shot out.
”Wow! ~” a dance flower, Lin Feng's body stopped for a moment.
The feeling is that there is, close your eyes, as if there is a figure dancing in your mind, which is very familiar.
This taste from the heart is like thousands of insects biting in the heart. It's crisp and numb. It's very uncomfortable.
But we need to find a suitable point!
It's like a road in the dark. To find the door, find the light source, and cut in from the right direction. Lin Feng frowned and was completely immersed in it. The dance of the gun seemed more slow and soft, as if he had no strength.
Soft, but there is an indescribable taste, which is filled with.
Instant——
”Boom!” Lin Feng's head exploded.
In my mind, the word ”wind” on the cover page of ”wind shot” suddenly came to mind.
The handwriting, like a breeze, has a soft rhyme, but it brings out the smell of ”wind”, and there is power hidden in the softness.
The light wind blows, smart and sharp!
”I see!” Lin Feng suddenly enlightened.
Like a spring spreading, like a dam being washed away.
Inspiration is like a spring, the body feels a touch from the bottom of the heart. The figure dancing a long gun in my mind seems to be close at hand, reflecting and integrating with myself. At this moment, Lin Feng completely found the gate and the most correct way.
”Wow!” the ember magic gun trembled and vibrated.
It seems to feel the joy of the master and move wantonly in this bamboo forest.
That's the feeling!!
Lin Feng was like a child who picked up candy, with a satisfied smile on his face. Return to the essence and the most primitive state. In this fighting spirit world, everything starts again, and the feeling of long absence reappears in my heart.
No distractions, embark on the road of martial arts!
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”This is the strength to kill the witch clan?” Li Ming was a little stunned.
The sharp eyes looked at the dancing figure in the bamboo forest, glittering with sparkling luster.
”Shoot in the wind” Li Ming knows it better than Lin Feng. Every new disciple must practice three kinds of ”basic weapon secrets”, including swordsmanship, sword moves and shooting, for one month each to select the path that is most suitable for him.
”Even the gun meaning of the first style 'light wind blowing' felt so reluctantly?” Li Ming felt a burst of laughter and laughter.
Lin Feng's gun dance is not coherent. It's like just learning to walk. It's shaky and bumpy. Although he has already felt the ”gun intention”, it can not be achieved overnight if he wants to display it and give full play to it. Even if Lin Feng's skill of shooting is high, it also takes some time to adapt.
”I thought it was so powerful.” Li Ming sneered.
”It's just a witch family who won by relying on their strength.”
Li Ming's eyes were contemptuous, and his breath was undisguised, with a bit of provocation.
However
Lin Feng seemed unable to feel it. He didn't even lift his head. He was completely immersed in his own world. In Li Ming's opinion, this behavior is more cowardly and timid. He despises Lin Feng in his heart. ”Fearless bandits.” Li Ming snorted coldly.
It can be seen that Lin Feng is still not moving. Li Ming grinds his teeth and has a clank in his eyes, but there is no way.
Anyway, Lin Feng is a ”guest” received by Wei Hai personally. Here
He can't move Lin Feng.
”If you have a seed, you've been hiding here.” Li Ming clenched his right fist and bit his lip.
The body takes off and falls, spins and even leaves.