Xu Jingming saw their appearance and guessed the thoughts in the hearts of these young people, and smiled and said, "I have read your information. Now there are eleven people in the Jiangnan Provincial Team who use spears. All of them are here this time. Three of you are high school students and were specially recruited. The three little guys will come in turn first, wearing armor."

In martial arts competitions, you must wear armor and helmets, and even neck protection, etc. must not be missed.

Cold weapons fight, do not open the edge, and are wrapped with buffer material, but the impact is still terrifying. Without professional equipment, people will die.

Xu Jingming was also wearing armor and a helmet, looking at the team members through the facial grid.

"Everyone entered the field." Xu Jingming walked into the arena along the iron net door with a long spear in his hand. Eleven team members and team leader Coach Liu also walked in.

"The others are standing by, Feng Yu comes first, and Liu Hao prepares." Xu Jingming said.

There should be only two contestants in the regular competition arena, but this is just a guided battle, a range of 20 meters by 20 meters... For Xu Jingming, there is no need to be such a big place to guide the provincial team members, so other players also come in and watch. There is no barbed wire in the field, so you can watch more clearly.

"I can see clearly that if you can shoot half of your marksmanship, you can enter the World Martial Arts Competition." Team leader Liu Chongyuan said, and the other team members also held their breath and watched carefully. It was very rare to see a master like the gun demon Xu Jingming taking action from close range.

A young man also wore armor and held a spear in his arms, walked to the opposite side of Xu Jingming, ten meters apart from each other.

"The referee system is turned on." Xu Jingming said.

Light and shadow fell from above the ring, condensed into a huge face and looked down at it, and said, "The competition begins."

Nowadays, martial arts competitions are all smart referees. The smart referee camera can slow down a thousand times and accurately judge penalties. There has never been any mistakes yet.

"Come on." Xu Jingming looked at this young boy "Feng Yu". The high school students who were specially recruited were generally relatively weak. They were only recruited because of their great potential and were trained in a key way.

"Coach, be careful. When I participated in the competition, many players couldn't catch my shot." The young boy Feng Yu was quite confident.

"If you have the ability, please meet me first." Xu Jingming teased.

Feng Yu took a sudden step with confidence, extremely fast and extremely fierce. He rushed forward in just a few steps, and his forward momentum turned into a spear in his hand, and the air whistled.

Feng Yu has to practice this progress in stabbing guns for five hundred times every day, and every shot is all his strength. He started practicing guns at the age of twelve. In five years, this gun now pierces like a afterimage, and even thick iron armor can pierce through it! Even if the gun is used in a competition, the gun tip is round and wrapped with a buffer layer, but the impact force is still more than 800 kilograms.

"Boom!" You can clearly hear the sound of the spear tearing the wind, but Xu Jingming only took a step back.

The spear tip stopped twenty centimeters away from Xu Jingming, but he didn't even meet Xu Jingming.

"Huh?" Feng Yu was slightly stunned, and immediately changed his marksmanship and turned into a gun ring. The tip of the gun was dotted and pointed at Xu Jingming.

Every shot point is a threatening attack, but Xu Jingming is like a raccoon cat, and his simple move makes all the spears fall into nothing.

"The high school student in the provincial team." Xu Jingming remembered himself back then, and he was so immature back then.

"Isn't he serious leg injury? Is his footwork very weak? Why can't I touch him? Every time I'm only twenty or thirty centimeters away?" Feng Yu was unwilling to attack, his gunshots were dazzling, but he couldn't touch Xu Jingming at all.

After dozens of guns, Xu Jingming, who had been moving, took action for the first time. He raised the spear in his hand and touched the spear that Feng Yu angrily stabbed out. The shadow of the spear in Xu Jingming's hand blurred and suddenly burst out with terrifying explosive power.

"Bang!"

The low impact sound was the sound of the gun bar hitting, and the spear in Feng Yu's hand was thrown away directly.

Feng Yu's eyes were wide open, and his hands holding the gun were trembling. He stared blankly at the spear that fell on the ground in the distance: "I have at least 200 kilograms of grip on one hand, how could I lose my hand as soon as I touch it?"

Just now, he held a spear in both hands. The gun rod only collided once. When his hands numb, the spear flew out.

"It's a bit fancy, your footwork is very weak and your marksmanship is average." Xu Jingming commented that this kind of opponent is not worthy of his armor, but martial arts competitions cannot tolerate carelessness. If you are careless, you may regret it for the rest of your life.

"I don't know much about the shooting skills." Liu Chongyuan, the coach next to him, laughed, "But this kid's footwork is weak, and in our eyes, it's like slow motion."

Feng Yu looked at Xu Jingming with some confusion: "Coach, even if my footwork is weak, I hold a spear over two meters, so I can't touch you no matter how hard I touch it?"

"Your arms and spear are only so long. The maximum attack distance is fixed." Xu Jingming explained, "Based on your pace, you can determine the maximum range that your spear can touch. As long as you keep a distance, you can't touch it at all. This is the basic skill of professional players."

"The maximum attack distance is fixed? If you keep the distance, you can't touch it?" Feng Yu murmured. He just felt that Xu Jingming was very simple to move, but he could not touch it even after using his gunshot skills.

"The essence of footwork is one is nerve reaction, two is space grasp, and three is body balance control." Xu Jingming said, "You are all rough in all three aspects. Just as your coach Liu said, your footwork is like slow motion in the eyes of professional level."

"This kid has just recruited the provincial team after the college entrance examination." Liu Chongyuan said on the side, "He has to practice his steps hard in terms of his wild path."

Feng Yulian asked: "Coach Xu, what are the problems with my marksmanship?"

He recognized that his footwork was weak.

But his marksmanship is the most confident.

"Your gun technique... Strictly speaking, only the first stabbing gun is condensed into the entire force of the body and the shot is considered to be professional level. Other stabbing guns, cracking, blocking, etc. are very weak." Xu Jingming said that weapon fighting is not a playhouse, but the most dangerous fighting. Severe injuries and disabilities occur occasionally. Since you are their coach, you have to explain their problems clearly.

The other ten team members felt Xu Jingming's oppressive force, and were eager to try.

...

"Bang." The second high school student threw the spear in his hand away the moment he touched Xu Jingming's spear. Even if he was ready and tried to hold it tightly, it would be useless to work hard to relieve his strength.

...

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang"...

One spear after another, throwing it away one after another!

These provincial team members were stunned.

Including those two veteran players who participated in the national training team, Huang Feng and Zhang Qi, there was no way to fight back in front of Xu Jingming.

Among them, only Zhang Qi made Xu Jingming shoot two shots! The first shot swept the spear in Zhang Qi's hand. Zhang Qi tried hard to hold the spear and did not fly out, but the gate was wide open. Xu Jingming's second shot stabbed Zhang Qi in the chest, and the impact force made the armor lit a red light, and Zhang Qi lost!

The other team members, Xu Jingming, only shot one! And it was a defensive blocking shot, and the players' spears were thrown out and they couldn't hold them at all.

"Is this the gun demon?"

"The World Martial Arts Competition has been held for nearly thirty years. In terms of shooting skills, Xu Jingming is recognized as the top ten in history. Although he has imagined it, he found that the gap is too big after fighting!"

"The most famous trick of the gun demon Xu Jingming is the 'Shadowless Thorn', but we don't need to use that trick at all."

"If the shooting skills can reach half of his, it will be enough to enter the World Martial Arts Competition."

These team members' eyes were both excited and fanatical.

Only by personal experience can we understand how terrifying the top ten marksmanship in history are. They even think that the gun demon Xu Jingming should still maintain his peak strength, and it is even possible that he is stronger than the peak!

Two hours later.

"I believe everyone is aware of their own shortcomings in today's preliminary training." Xu Jingming looked at the provincial team members, and the players were all excited and fanatical, thinking that this training was really worth it.

"In the next nine days, you will focus on a basic training every day. When the training is over, you will have to practice more every day when you go back. The shooting technique needs to be practiced over the years. The strength of the whole body will naturally turn into each shot, which requires insight and hard practice." Xu Jingming said.

"Yes, coach." The eleven team members responded in unison, obviously all of them were convinced and admired Xu Jingming.

"Okay, disband." Xu Jingming nodded.

"You can take the bus back to the hotel first." Liu Chongyuan, the leader, ordered.

"Okay." These team members put down their weapons and left in groups of three or two.

"A Chen, take Coach Liu to sit for a while." Xu Jingming said, "Big Bear, I'm sweating so I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes first. I'll meet downstairs later. The barbecue restaurant next to our fighting hall is my favorite barbecue restaurant in Binhai City."

"Oh? Then you have to try it." Liu Chongyuan, who looks like a big bear, was also quite excited. These professional players have a lot of training and eat a lot, and they all like meat.

Xu Jingming quickly went to take a shower and trained for two hours. Although he was a coach, Xu Jingming's whole body had long been wet. However, he was also used to it. It was common for him to train martial arts, clothes were soaked and squeezed, and they were soaked and squeezed.

...

After Xu Jingming finished washing, he changed into short-sleeved shorts and walked out, and saw the middle-aged man smoking outside the door.

"Senior brother, why are you here?" Xu Jingming smiled in surprise. The man in front of him was named Fang Xinglong, and he was the owner of the Star Fighting Hall! The Star Fighting Hall is a first-class Binhai City Fighting Hall with a construction area of ​​more than 11,000 square meters. Xu Jingming, a professional martial arts player, is not so big. He was invited to be the owner of the hall.

Fang Xinglong's main business is to sell wine, and he is a billion-dollar boss. He loves martial arts weapons fighting and is willing to spend money. He is also quite famous in the martial arts circle and is also named "fighting tiger" Liu Hai.

Nearly thirty years since the establishment of the World Martial Arts Competition, Liu Hai has served as the head coach of the national team for twenty years, and most of the national team members have to call him Master.

When the first World Martial Arts Competition was about 45 years old. As an older generation of martial arts masters, he was ecstatic to find such competitions. He entered five World Martial Arts Competitions in a row and fought with experts from all over the world! In the early days, because the protection rules were not perfect, it was more dangerous than the current competition. Liu Hai won the third, twice, twice, and once the world first! After winning the world first, he announced his retirement. He was the head coach of the national team at the age of 50, and only announced his retirement at the age of 70.

Xu Jingming was the main player of the national team back then and Liu Hai's favorite disciple. Fang Xinglong was an amateur player, but he loved fighting very much and tried every means to worship Liu Hai's disciple.

"Jing Ming." Fang Xinglong smoked and glanced at his good brother, "Did you offend someone?"
Chapter completed!