Chapter 5 Chapter 4 Emei Spear Stick
More than 20 years ago, Gongsun Qing (Tie Qingzi), the current head of Wudang, started to reform the Wudang School. First, he changed the style and direction of martial arts, and then changed the organizational structure of the school, dividing the senior elite disciples into three departments. To perform functions.
One is "Soldier Crow Road", which is currently in charge of the deputy head, Ye Chenyuan, and is responsible for the southern and northern expeditions to dominate the martial arts force; , responsible for guarding and guarding Mount Wudang and training disciples; the third "Snake Road" is the most mysterious, directly ordered by the master, and dispatched disciples to stay in various provinces for a long time, specializing in intelligence spying, and is also responsible for investigating the martial arts of various sects Strength, in order to keep his identity a secret, he will not use it in a leisurely manner.
Zou Tai is the number one disciple sent by Wudang's "Shou Snake Road" to a province in Sichuan. He originally went to Shunqing Mansion for some business, but he just came here quickly.
Ye Chenyuan's expeditionary army stayed in Chengdu for a few days and did not go south to Emei Mountain. One was to see how the Emei party responded to the challenge; the more important thing was to wait for Zou Tai to come back to accept a mission.
——Of course it is for the "Wudang Hunter".
Zou Tai walked on the streets of Yanshikou, looking very leisurely, but in fact, his big ears and big eyes kept paying attention to any strange people on the street.Zou Tai himself is proficient in Wudang's famous "Ti Yun Zong" lightness kung fu, but since he knew that the person he was looking for was a master, in order not to be detected by the other party, he completely concealed his kung fu and acted like an ordinary person.
——Dressing up as a mortal is a compulsory course for the disciples of "The Way of the First Snake".
Zou Tai walked into a teahouse beside the street.Chen Tong, a member of the "First Snake Road" who was agreed, had been waiting inside.
"Have you got it?" Zou Tai sat down, took a sip of tea, and asked when he saw the waiter walking away.
"Eighty to ninety percent yes." Chen Tong said in a very small voice. "Yesterday at the 'Yueqing Inn' on East Street, a strange woman asked the shopkeeper if the Wudang Clan was in Chengdu; this morning, someone saw her on Huaishu Street, holding a portrait of a man and asking people."
In such a large city of Chengdu, of course, we can't just rely on a few "snake roads" to walk around with our feet and try our luck.Over the years, Zou Tai has established Jianghu relations in several major cities in Sichuan. When necessary, he can use hundreds of people as their eyes and ears as long as he spends some silver and sends them down layer by layer.
"Where is she now?" Zou Tai asked.
"Zhou Songjia is already following her." Zhou Songjia is the third fellow of "Shou Snake Dao". "Look at the woman's clothes, she is not from Middle Earth."
"This is strange..." Zou Tai frowned. "If it's the remaining disciple who was wiped out by us, that would make sense. She is a foreigner..."
"But..." Chen Tong said, "This woman is carrying a long and big knife stabbed behind her back. Have you heard that Senior Brother Xi's head was chopped off by what kind of weapon?"
Zou Tai's big eyes tightened.
"You said just now that she was asking with a portrait. Who is in the painting?"
"I heard he was a strange man. His long hair was messy and dirty, like a beggar. He had tattoos on his shoulders."
Zou Tai was silent for a while, drank the tea and stood up immediately.
"Take me there. I will replace Xiao Zhou and follow her personally. Even if this woman is not a 'hunter', it is 100% related to a 'hunter'."
After Zou Taibu came out of the teahouse, he said, "I'll take over the follow-up later, and you go to the inn to report to the deputy manager for me. Tell him: Get ready, wait for my news at any time and then act."
Arriving at a deserted back alley, Jing Li stopped. The side of the alley was covered with wet clothes.An old woman was squatting in front of the back door of a household to wash clothes. "Mother-in-law, I will borrow your space." Jing Li approached with a smile. "Please go back." The old woman didn't know anything yet.Jing Li took off the cloak, and the animal skin vest underneath revealed the huge tattooed shoulders on both sides, and the two knives at the waist.Seeing his fierce appearance and weapon, the old woman walked into the back door in panic and closed the wooden door tightly. At the same time, the man and woman had already appeared beyond Zhang Xu behind Jing Li.They untied the long things behind them at the same time. "Didn't ask for advice?" The one-eyed man stared at Jing Li and asked in a hoarse voice. Jing Li refused to speak.The right hand has already pulled out the Yan Ling single sword on the left waist. The one-eyed man raised his hand, motioning for the woman to back off.The woman stepped back obediently, looking at the man's back with confident eyes. The one-eyed man took off the cloth bag of the long thing on his hand.It was a large white wax pole about eight feet long. The shaft was thick and the mouth of the wine glass was slightly irregularly curved. It was very heavy at first glance. He took a step to stand on a big horse, left front and right back, and shook the stick. The big stick was very elastic, beating like a living thing. While the stick head was shaking back and forth, there was already a faint sound of wind, which showed that the man's strength was completely exhausted. Concentrate. Jing Li couldn't help laughing. "What are you laughing at?" The man's one-eyed shot a fierce light. Jing Li did not explain.Angry opponents are his favorite. He laughed, because he had a lot of experience in fighting long weapons in the past, but this was the first time he had encountered such a long, heavy and elastic stick. ——It was the smile of a child getting a new toy. Although Jing Li is excited, it doesn't mean that he takes it lightly.Fighting is like a game to him—but it's a game to be played seriously. With his left hand, he also pulled out the bird-head dagger from his right waist that was obtained from a remote island country in the south.Past combat experience has taught Jing Li that if you want to break a long soldier with a short weapon, two swords are far better than a single sword. "It doesn't matter if you don't say your name." The one-eyed man lowered the pole slightly, pointing the pole at the ground in front of Jing Li's feet.This is the etiquette before fighting with long sticks. "I'm from the Emei sect, Sun Qianjin." Jing Li nodded slightly, as if to signal, but suddenly stepped forward, unexpectedly rushing to get closer. Long-distance is the greatest advantage when using long-armed guns and sticks. How could Sun Qianjin let it go so easily? The big stick fell instead, hitting the ground with a point, and the stick rebounded from the ground, swinging towards Jing Li's lower body ! Jing Li didn't expect this heavy pole to use the force of rebound so swiftly, this stealth move was in vain, and instead he had to shrink his legs to dodge. Sun Qianjin took advantage of the strength of the rebound, and shook his hands violently again, the shaft of the shaft writhed like a dragon, and the head of the shaft swung irregularly, hitting thorns and cracking many places all over his body! Sun Qianjin's big stick is exactly the "big arm" of Emei School's unique martial arts. Shaking Luantan, if an ordinary person holds a pole, he naturally wants to use his arm strength to overcome and control it. To compete with the elasticity of the big pole, he has consumed a lot of strength first, so how can he have the energy to attack?But if it falls in the hands of an expert with a stick, not only does he not fight against it, but he also makes full use of the effect of the shaft shaking back and forth, taking advantage of the situation and adding his own arm strength, every move has the power to crack stones, that irregular The random trembling makes the enemy even more unpredictable. Jing Li looked at the dancing pole shadows in front of him, and because he had limited space to dodge in this narrow alley, he had no choice but to retreat.The white wax shaft is very strong, and it is difficult for an ax to cut into it, even if you want to break the shaft with a single knife, you don't even think about it. - so tricky... Jing Li cursed secretly in his heart.Because he was afraid of being too eye-catching when he went to the gambling house, he didn't bring a boat oar or a long Japanese sword when he went out. Otherwise, he would have one of them in his hand, which would be easier to deal with in terms of length and weight. Jing Li's only way to win is to fight and enter close range.But with Sun Qianjin's proficient "big arms" and the fact that he was in an alleyway terrain that was most suitable for the use of spears, there were too few gaps to walk on the left and right sides, and Jing Li had no chance to slip in. Only Uniform. Between the shadows of the pole that bounced back and forth quickly, Jing Li reacted with his extraordinary eyesight and chopped a Yanling Saber. The blade and shaft collided, and Jing Li felt the thick elastic force of the opponent's long shaft, which vibrated all the way to the wrist holding the blade.If it weren't for the thick ridge of the Yanling Saber, the blade might have broken due to the force of the spring. Due to this head-on collision, the Yanling Saber was bounced away by the long pole, but the remaining strength of the shaft was not lost, and it still continued to point at Jing Li's head and face. Jing Li had expected that this single sword would not be able to completely block the big pole, so the bird's head dagger in his left hand swung one after another to block the front of the big pole. After making two sabers in a row, the raptor-like pole that was rarely blocked slowed down, how could Jing Li let this chance go?With both feet striding forward in a hurry, the two knives pressed against the big pole to prevent it from swinging again. ——Jing Li's double swordsmanship, which is aggressive and reckless, was learned from the royal warriors of Siam Ayutthaya. Jing Li's eyes had aimed at Sun Qianjin's forward left hand holding the pole, and the next moment the Yanling Saber was about to slash at that wrist. But the Emei Spear and Stick, which is famous all over the world, is not so easy to break. Sun Qianjin shifted his center of gravity to his back foot, took a hanging step, and raised his right hand holding the tail of the pole in reverse, and immediately swung the big pole downward for half a month, quickly breaking away from the pressure of Jing Li's double swords, and even wiping and hitting him, sweeping his body right knee. Seeing that Jing Li's body was leaning against the wall, there was no escape from this sweep.However, Jing Li jumped up in the air, the soles of his feet just dodging the sweeping big pole. But this leap is also a poor skill.At the most vulnerable moment when Jing Li touches the ground again, the big pole will be waiting for him. ——However, the thorn crack did not touch the ground. After jumping into the air, he stepped on the wall on the left with his left foot, kicked horizontally, and flew to the wall on the right side of the alley, stepped on a higher point with his right foot, and kicked hard again. The body jumped onto the roof of the row of houses on the left! Of course Jing Li did not run away.He ran on the roof tiles, and approached Sun Qianjin again from a height. Sun Qianjin has been taking advantage of the terrain of this narrow alley, and for a moment he forgot that there is such a large space above. ——This guy is very adaptable! Although Sun Qianjin was surprised, he was not confused.The most important thing is to maintain the advantage of long distance.He stepped back quickly with both feet, and at the same time raised the big pole to the upper left eaves, shaking the pole flower vigorously.Countless shattered tiles flew violently, preventing the thorns from advancing along the roof! The dust and rocks were flying like a wave of a sandstorm. Jing Li only used his two swords to protect his face, ignoring Po Wa Fei hitting him, and ran at full speed. One rushed forward and the other retreated. Of course, Sun Qianjin was still relatively slow.Jing Li has already grabbed the distance from the center of the big pole.He jumped out of the dust storm, and the saber in his left hand took advantage of his falling body and slashed at Sun Qianjin's forward arm! Sun Qianjin withdrew his left hand in time, and slashed the bird's head on the white wax pole with the dagger. Sun Qianjin shook his stick again, trying to bounce Jing Lian and his knife away.But with this big club, the closer the club head is to shaking, the more powerful it is; half of it has been lost in the middle; now the contact point is close to the tail section of the grip, and there is not much strength left, and Jing Li's right knife also hits it , the two knives pressed hard on the shaft, and the big pole was like a dragon snake whose tail was stepped on, unable to move. The blade of Jing Li's left hand slid along the shaft and cut towards Sun Qianjin's finger.Sun Qianjin had no choice but to draw back his left hand.His hands holding the club were so close that they were only two fists away, and it was difficult to swing with all his strength. The defeat is over.Jing Li snatched the knife's edge and the body distance. The only way for Sun Qianjin to survive is to abandon the pole and run backwards. But for the Emei disciples, the guns are there and the people are there. He closes his eyes. The Yanling Saber that splits the thorns cuts out with momentum like waves. At this moment, a silver light flashed from above Sun Qianjin's right shoulder, directly hitting Jing Li's face. Jing Li was forced to draw the half-cut Yanling Saber aside, to catch the pointed tasseled spear. It was the woman behind Sun Qianjin.Before she had time to take off the cloth pouch of the tasseled gun, she directly held the gun through the cloth, and the sharp tip pierced through the cloth pouch. As soon as the tasseled spear was blocked, it immediately retracted, and then stabbed out from the space under Sun Qianjin's armpit, and Jing Li swung his knife again to block it. The woman bit her lip, and the gun in her hand hesitated, stabbing through the gap beside Sun Qianjin's body one after another, vowing to drive Jing Li away from Sun Qianjin.She made this risky move because she was really eager to save her husband. "enough!" An incomparably majestic shout came from the alley behind the woman. But the woman was afraid that Jing Li would harm Sun Qianjin, so she kept holding the gun. Jing Li smiled slightly, retracted his knife and took a few steps back.Only then did the woman close the gun. Originally, the distance was further extended, and Sun Qianjin could raise his head and fight again.But just now he obviously relied on his wife to rescue him, so he was saved from being stabbed, so how can he have the face to fight again at this moment?What he had learned in his life was shattered, his face turned pale for a while, his one eye did not look at Jing Lie. The person who spoke later appeared.He was a very short man, wearing a bamboo hat with tulle hanging on his head, covering his entire head and face.Only the knuckles of the hands with exposed sleeves are exposed, and the tendons and veins are fully exposed, which shows that he is not young, but his body is strong and strong, not under the cracks. The old man was also carrying a long weapon in a cloth pouch, but it was longer than Sun Qianjin's big pole, nearly one foot long, almost twice his height. Behind the old man was a young man with white face and red lips. He seemed to be in his early twenties. Although he was also dressed in strong clothes, his appearance was a little quiet, as if a scholar in the academy accidentally wore the wrong clothes.The cloth pouch on his back is the shortest, only about three feet long, I don't know what kind of weapon it is. The short old man took off the bamboo hat, revealing mottled hair and long beard, and a square face with a fierce expression. "Can't you tell when you fight each other? This brother is not from the Wudang sect." The old man stepped forward using a long thing as a walking stick, and looked at Sun Qianjin. "And the few knives he slashed at you, in fact, he saved his strength and would not slash you at all." He turned his eyes to Jing Li. Jing Li retracted the double knives into the sheath.Several places on his forearm were cut and bled by the broken tiles that flew just now, but he didn't seem to notice it, and just punched the old man. "Jing Lie, the younger generation. In Quanzhou, Fujian, the Tiger Venerable Sect of the South China Sea." Sun Qianjin frowned: "Why didn't you say it earlier... I thought you were Wudang..." "Say it earlier..." Jing Li showed that smile again. "This competition will fail." Every fight is an opportunity for growth.Unless there is absolutely no chance of survival, as a martial arts fanatic, I will never refuse. "Let's go." The little old man put on the bamboo hat. "Brother, how about we find a place to have a drink?" Jing Li was a little surprised that the old man was so direct. "Don't make a fuss, right?" The short old man leaned his long things on his shoulders. "I can't guess what you came from Fujian for?" He lifted up the tulle of the bamboo hat, and stared straight at Jing Crack with his naked eyes. "As long as he is an enemy of the Wudang faction, he is a friend of my Emei Sun Wuyue." The gun is known as the "king of soldiers", especially in the battle formation of the cold weapon era, it exerts great power.The techniques of many other weapons in the military, including swords and short soldiers, often use the opponent with a spear as an imaginary enemy, so that its status can be known. The art of spear, stick and long soldier was mainly developed in the military at first, and then it flowed out and gradually evolved into folk martial arts.For example, the Emei School's marksmanship was first practiced and passed on by the monks and Taoists of Mount Emei. According to research, some of them fled to Buddhist or Taoist sects to avoid disaster after defeat. The greatest strength of the long spear is of course its superior attack distance.If the enemy using short soldiers wants to injure his own side, he must first break through the attack range of the gun head. On the contrary, his side can safely attack the opponent from a long distance and wait for work at ease. Long-distance attack, in addition to being safer, also has a far wider stabbing range.As shown in the attached picture, compared to using short soldiers, the gunner can easily cover the whole body of the opponent as long as the angle of change is very small.The wider the attack range, the harder it is for the enemy to defend against. The third advantage of long soldiers is that due to their large size, the weight of the weapon is relatively heavy. Using both arms, stabbing and swiping, the force generated is usually greater than that of a sword. It is not easy for the enemy to block the attack, let alone He fired his gun and rushed into the middle. Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages. If a spearman kills the enemy at close range, the opponent's sword is fierce and flexible, and the spear is long and heavy, so it is not suitable for short strikes, and the situation will immediately reverse.Therefore, experts with spears and sticks, especially those who use large spears over eight feet, mainly use suppressive offensives to prevent the enemy from approaching.When facing other weapons, the gun stick can be said to be a kind of full-offensive weapon that takes offense as defense. <illustration>
Arriving at a deserted back alley, Jing Li stopped. The side of the alley was covered with wet clothes.An old woman was squatting in front of the back door of a household to wash clothes. "Mother-in-law, I will borrow your space." Jing Li approached with a smile. "Please go back." The old woman didn't know anything yet.Jing Li took off the cloak, and the animal skin vest underneath revealed the huge tattooed shoulders on both sides, and the two knives at the waist.Seeing his fierce appearance and weapon, the old woman walked into the back door in panic and closed the wooden door tightly. At the same time, the man and woman had already appeared beyond Zhang Xu behind Jing Li.They untied the long things behind them at the same time. "Didn't ask for advice?" The one-eyed man stared at Jing Li and asked in a hoarse voice. Jing Li refused to speak.The right hand has already pulled out the Yan Ling single sword on the left waist. The one-eyed man raised his hand, motioning for the woman to back off.The woman stepped back obediently, looking at the man's back with confident eyes. The one-eyed man took off the cloth bag of the long thing on his hand.It was a large white wax pole about eight feet long. The shaft was thick and the mouth of the wine glass was slightly irregularly curved. It was very heavy at first glance. He took a step to stand on a big horse, left front and right back, and shook the stick. The big stick was very elastic, beating like a living thing. While the stick head was shaking back and forth, there was already a faint sound of wind, which showed that the man's strength was completely exhausted. Concentrate. Jing Li couldn't help laughing. "What are you laughing at?" The man's one-eyed shot a fierce light. Jing Li did not explain.Angry opponents are his favorite. He laughed, because he had a lot of experience in fighting long weapons in the past, but this was the first time he had encountered such a long, heavy and elastic stick. ——It was the smile of a child getting a new toy. Although Jing Li is excited, it doesn't mean that he takes it lightly.Fighting is like a game to him—but it's a game to be played seriously. With his left hand, he also pulled out the bird-head dagger from his right waist that was obtained from a remote island country in the south.Past combat experience has taught Jing Li that if you want to break a long soldier with a short weapon, two swords are far better than a single sword. "It doesn't matter if you don't say your name." The one-eyed man lowered the pole slightly, pointing the pole at the ground in front of Jing Li's feet.This is the etiquette before fighting with long sticks. "I'm from the Emei sect, Sun Qianjin." Jing Li nodded slightly, as if to signal, but suddenly stepped forward, unexpectedly rushing to get closer. Long-distance is the greatest advantage when using long-armed guns and sticks. How could Sun Qianjin let it go so easily? The big stick fell instead, hitting the ground with a point, and the stick rebounded from the ground, swinging towards Jing Li's lower body ! Jing Li didn't expect this heavy pole to use the force of rebound so swiftly, this stealth move was in vain, and instead he had to shrink his legs to dodge. Sun Qianjin took advantage of the strength of the rebound, and shook his hands violently again, the shaft of the shaft writhed like a dragon, and the head of the shaft swung irregularly, hitting thorns and cracking many places all over his body! Sun Qianjin's big stick is exactly the "big arm" of Emei School's unique martial arts. Shaking Luantan, if an ordinary person holds a pole, he naturally wants to use his arm strength to overcome and control it. To compete with the elasticity of the big pole, he has consumed a lot of strength first, so how can he have the energy to attack?But if it falls in the hands of an expert with a stick, not only does he not fight against it, but he also makes full use of the effect of the shaft shaking back and forth, taking advantage of the situation and adding his own arm strength, every move has the power to crack stones, that irregular The random trembling makes the enemy even more unpredictable. Jing Li looked at the dancing pole shadows in front of him, and because he had limited space to dodge in this narrow alley, he had no choice but to retreat.The white wax shaft is very strong, and it is difficult for an ax to cut into it, even if you want to break the shaft with a single knife, you don't even think about it. - so tricky... Jing Li cursed secretly in his heart.Because he was afraid of being too eye-catching when he went to the gambling house, he didn't bring a boat oar or a long Japanese sword when he went out. Otherwise, he would have one of them in his hand, which would be easier to deal with in terms of length and weight. Jing Li's only way to win is to fight and enter close range.But with Sun Qianjin's proficient "big arms" and the fact that he was in an alleyway terrain that was most suitable for the use of spears, there were too few gaps to walk on the left and right sides, and Jing Li had no chance to slip in. Only Uniform. Between the shadows of the pole that bounced back and forth quickly, Jing Li reacted with his extraordinary eyesight and chopped a Yanling Saber. The blade and shaft collided, and Jing Li felt the thick elastic force of the opponent's long shaft, which vibrated all the way to the wrist holding the blade.If it weren't for the thick ridge of the Yanling Saber, the blade might have broken due to the force of the spring. Due to this head-on collision, the Yanling Saber was bounced away by the long pole, but the remaining strength of the shaft was not lost, and it still continued to point at Jing Li's head and face. Jing Li had expected that this single sword would not be able to completely block the big pole, so the bird's head dagger in his left hand swung one after another to block the front of the big pole. After making two sabers in a row, the raptor-like pole that was rarely blocked slowed down, how could Jing Li let this chance go?With both feet striding forward in a hurry, the two knives pressed against the big pole to prevent it from swinging again. ——Jing Li's double swordsmanship, which is aggressive and reckless, was learned from the royal warriors of Siam Ayutthaya. Jing Li's eyes had aimed at Sun Qianjin's forward left hand holding the pole, and the next moment the Yanling Saber was about to slash at that wrist. But the Emei Spear and Stick, which is famous all over the world, is not so easy to break. Sun Qianjin shifted his center of gravity to his back foot, took a hanging step, and raised his right hand holding the tail of the pole in reverse, and immediately swung the big pole downward for half a month, quickly breaking away from the pressure of Jing Li's double swords, and even wiping and hitting him, sweeping his body right knee. Seeing that Jing Li's body was leaning against the wall, there was no escape from this sweep.However, Jing Li jumped up in the air, the soles of his feet just dodging the sweeping big pole. But this leap is also a poor skill.At the most vulnerable moment when Jing Li touches the ground again, the big pole will be waiting for him. ——However, the thorn crack did not touch the ground. After jumping into the air, he stepped on the wall on the left with his left foot, kicked horizontally, and flew to the wall on the right side of the alley, stepped on a higher point with his right foot, and kicked hard again. The body jumped onto the roof of the row of houses on the left! Of course Jing Li did not run away.He ran on the roof tiles, and approached Sun Qianjin again from a height. Sun Qianjin has been taking advantage of the terrain of this narrow alley, and for a moment he forgot that there is such a large space above. ——This guy is very adaptable! Although Sun Qianjin was surprised, he was not confused.The most important thing is to maintain the advantage of long distance.He stepped back quickly with both feet, and at the same time raised the big pole to the upper left eaves, shaking the pole flower vigorously.Countless shattered tiles flew violently, preventing the thorns from advancing along the roof! The dust and rocks were flying like a wave of a sandstorm. Jing Li only used his two swords to protect his face, ignoring Po Wa Fei hitting him, and ran at full speed. One rushed forward and the other retreated. Of course, Sun Qianjin was still relatively slow.Jing Li has already grabbed the distance from the center of the big pole.He jumped out of the dust storm, and the saber in his left hand took advantage of his falling body and slashed at Sun Qianjin's forward arm! Sun Qianjin withdrew his left hand in time, and slashed the bird's head on the white wax pole with the dagger. Sun Qianjin shook his stick again, trying to bounce Jing Lian and his knife away.But with this big club, the closer the club head is to shaking, the more powerful it is; half of it has been lost in the middle; now the contact point is close to the tail section of the grip, and there is not much strength left, and Jing Li's right knife also hits it , the two knives pressed hard on the shaft, and the big pole was like a dragon snake whose tail was stepped on, unable to move. The blade of Jing Li's left hand slid along the shaft and cut towards Sun Qianjin's finger.Sun Qianjin had no choice but to draw back his left hand.His hands holding the club were so close that they were only two fists away, and it was difficult to swing with all his strength. The defeat is over.Jing Li snatched the knife's edge and the body distance. The only way for Sun Qianjin to survive is to abandon the pole and run backwards. But for the Emei disciples, the guns are there and the people are there. He closes his eyes. The Yanling Saber that splits the thorns cuts out with momentum like waves. At this moment, a silver light flashed from above Sun Qianjin's right shoulder, directly hitting Jing Li's face. Jing Li was forced to draw the half-cut Yanling Saber aside, to catch the pointed tasseled spear. It was the woman behind Sun Qianjin.Before she had time to take off the cloth pouch of the tasseled gun, she directly held the gun through the cloth, and the sharp tip pierced through the cloth pouch. As soon as the tasseled spear was blocked, it immediately retracted, and then stabbed out from the space under Sun Qianjin's armpit, and Jing Li swung his knife again to block it. The woman bit her lip, and the gun in her hand hesitated, stabbing through the gap beside Sun Qianjin's body one after another, vowing to drive Jing Li away from Sun Qianjin.She made this risky move because she was really eager to save her husband. "enough!" An incomparably majestic shout came from the alley behind the woman. But the woman was afraid that Jing Li would harm Sun Qianjin, so she kept holding the gun. Jing Li smiled slightly, retracted his knife and took a few steps back.Only then did the woman close the gun. Originally, the distance was further extended, and Sun Qianjin could raise his head and fight again.But just now he obviously relied on his wife to rescue him, so he was saved from being stabbed, so how can he have the face to fight again at this moment?What he had learned in his life was shattered, his face turned pale for a while, his one eye did not look at Jing Lie. The person who spoke later appeared.He was a very short man, wearing a bamboo hat with tulle hanging on his head, covering his entire head and face.Only the knuckles of the hands with exposed sleeves are exposed, and the tendons and veins are fully exposed, which shows that he is not young, but his body is strong and strong, not under the cracks. The old man was also carrying a long weapon in a cloth pouch, but it was longer than Sun Qianjin's big pole, nearly one foot long, almost twice his height. Behind the old man was a young man with white face and red lips. He seemed to be in his early twenties. Although he was also dressed in strong clothes, his appearance was a little quiet, as if a scholar in the academy accidentally wore the wrong clothes.The cloth pouch on his back is the shortest, only about three feet long, I don't know what kind of weapon it is. The short old man took off the bamboo hat, revealing mottled hair and long beard, and a square face with a fierce expression. "Can't you tell when you fight each other? This brother is not from the Wudang sect." The old man stepped forward using a long thing as a walking stick, and looked at Sun Qianjin. "And the few knives he slashed at you, in fact, he saved his strength and would not slash you at all." He turned his eyes to Jing Li. Jing Li retracted the double knives into the sheath.Several places on his forearm were cut and bled by the broken tiles that flew just now, but he didn't seem to notice it, and just punched the old man. "Jing Lie, the younger generation. In Quanzhou, Fujian, the Tiger Venerable Sect of the South China Sea." Sun Qianjin frowned: "Why didn't you say it earlier... I thought you were Wudang..." "Say it earlier..." Jing Li showed that smile again. "This competition will fail." Every fight is an opportunity for growth.Unless there is absolutely no chance of survival, as a martial arts fanatic, I will never refuse. "Let's go." The little old man put on the bamboo hat. "Brother, how about we find a place to have a drink?" Jing Li was a little surprised that the old man was so direct. "Don't make a fuss, right?" The short old man leaned his long things on his shoulders. "I can't guess what you came from Fujian for?" He lifted up the tulle of the bamboo hat, and stared straight at Jing Crack with his naked eyes. "As long as he is an enemy of the Wudang faction, he is a friend of my Emei Sun Wuyue." The gun is known as the "king of soldiers", especially in the battle formation of the cold weapon era, it exerts great power.The techniques of many other weapons in the military, including swords and short soldiers, often use the opponent with a spear as an imaginary enemy, so that its status can be known. The art of spear, stick and long soldier was mainly developed in the military at first, and then it flowed out and gradually evolved into folk martial arts.For example, the Emei School's marksmanship was first practiced and passed on by the monks and Taoists of Mount Emei. According to research, some of them fled to Buddhist or Taoist sects to avoid disaster after defeat. The greatest strength of the long spear is of course its superior attack distance.If the enemy using short soldiers wants to injure his own side, he must first break through the attack range of the gun head. On the contrary, his side can safely attack the opponent from a long distance and wait for work at ease. Long-distance attack, in addition to being safer, also has a far wider stabbing range.As shown in the attached picture, compared to using short soldiers, the gunner can easily cover the whole body of the opponent as long as the angle of change is very small.The wider the attack range, the harder it is for the enemy to defend against. The third advantage of long soldiers is that due to their large size, the weight of the weapon is relatively heavy. Using both arms, stabbing and swiping, the force generated is usually greater than that of a sword. It is not easy for the enemy to block the attack, let alone He fired his gun and rushed into the middle. Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages. If a spearman kills the enemy at close range, the opponent's sword is fierce and flexible, and the spear is long and heavy, so it is not suitable for short strikes, and the situation will immediately reverse.Therefore, experts with spears and sticks, especially those who use large spears over eight feet, mainly use suppressive offensives to prevent the enemy from approaching.When facing other weapons, the gun stick can be said to be a kind of full-offensive weapon that takes offense as defense. <illustration>