See the real thing?

Wang Hong was stunned.

Tang Hao walked up and said politely to Wang Hong in front of everyone: "Can you perform again?"

Those present now have some confidence in Wang Hong.

Wang Hong suddenly understood that these people were all people who had never seen blood. The things he practiced that could only be seen on the battlefield could not be understood by those who had not experienced actual combat.

He said to Tang Hao: "How about finding two people to come up and try it?"

This is the sentence Tang Hao wants to hear the most. When he asked Wang Hong to perform again just now, he just said implicitly that the real meaning is to perform with a live person.

Immediately, someone brought a wooden knife and a wooden gun that he had learned to practice slashing, and also took two sets of Japanese protective gear.

He handed the protective gear to Wang Hong, but Wang Hong waved his hand and signaled that he would not use it. He said to the onlookers: "Who knows how to fight? You can come up and try it."

He shouted a few words, but no one stood up. Among these people, there was really no one who could fight for the slaughter.

Seeing this, Tang Hao had to say, "I'll do it."

So he put on a protective gear and picked up the wooden gun.

Tang Hao's sting technique was figured out by himself, but it had not yet been formed. Anyway, he saw it from the army and from ancient books. He would put whatever he thought was good.

When he picked up the wooden gun and pointed it at Wang Hong, Wang Hong almost laughed, and the wooden gun actually pointed at him diagonally.

Seeing that Tang Hao was ready, Wang Hong was about to let him know how outrageous he was wrong.

Everyone around was staring at Wang Hong's knife, but what they saw was that Wang Hong's knife was slashing and stabbing, and it was lightly tapping Tang Hao's chest.

ah?

Is this too easy?

Not even half a circle was drawn.

Wang Hong took a few steps back and signaled Tang Hao to attack.

Tang Hao was also a little confused. He felt that no matter how bad he was, he could match it. Who would have thought that as soon as Wang Hong touched the wooden gun in his hand, he would come to his front.

He calmed down and pushed Wang Hong with a long lance.

This time, Wang Hong was really shaking his head.

There are many problems with this gun, the distance has not been adjusted properly, the sudden thrust is not sudden, the strength is not enough, and the gun line is not straight, which makes the attack appear to be empty.

Tang Hao had just begun to study the sting technique. In real history, he demonstrated the sting technique they had developed with his friends to the people around him a few years later. But now, he has not found the sting technique.

No matter what method Tang Hao used, he was always cut off by Wang Hong in an understatement, and he couldn't even draw the eight words back and forth. Tang Hao went from being cautious to let go, but even so, he didn't cause any trouble for Wang Hong.

Wang Hong was embarrassed to say that Tang Hao’s current level is not as high as that of the veterans among the Japanese soldiers.

But the crowd of onlookers didn't even dare to breathe, and no one dared to suspect that Wang Hong was fake. This sword technique is really a combination of offense and defense, simple and practical.

After practicing for a while, Wang Hong put the wooden knife aside and found a Hongying Gun with no gun tip. It was about two meters long and returned to the field.

This time, he used the Red Sakura Gun to let Tang Hao try to attack and defend.

But after only a few rounds, Tang Hao was stunned.

The red cherry spear is light and floating, and it is useless except for the tip of the spear. However, when he grasps the tail of the spear, he relies on being half a meter longer than the wooden spear, and stabs and collects it. Wang Hong didn't cooperate with his body, so Tang Hao was stabbed for more than a dozen times without any resistance.

Tang Hao studied law and history. He seemed rigorous and serious, but he was a bit old-fashioned, but he was not a fool.

He just started to work hard and needed to study it carefully.

He was already sweating profusely, but he insisted on being on the court, asking Wang Hong to demonstrate various tricks, and he continued to experience them.

Seeing that Tang Hao was seriously changing his method, Wang Hong threw the long pole into a row, but grabbed a wooden gun and held it up opposite Tang Hao.

Tang Hao's rifle movements are too complicated, and many things in principle have not been understood yet.

The scourge that Wang Hong used was not very effective in attacking or defending, but was faster, straighter and more ruthless than Tang Hao.

When the two compare, the level is obvious.

The people around him put themselves in Tang Hao's position. Whether they were participating in the Volunteer Army, the National Museum, or the silent teachers, they all felt their hair standing up, but they felt relieved. This was the master who could fight with Japanese soldiers. Although they could not see the trick, they no longer had doubts.

Tang Hao competed for a while and couldn't stand the physical strength, so he stopped and said to everyone panting: "Did you see, the things on the battlefield are that simple."

Someone onlookers asked Wang Hong: "Instructor Wang, should you teach this thing in the Northeast?"

Wang Hong replied: "That's all."

Someone was concerned about how many people Wang Hong killed, and asked: "Instructor Wang, what the newspaper said, "You killed so many people, isn't it true?"

Wang Hong said: "Not so many, they are all combined by one or two."

Someone is paying attention to what equipment is good: "Instructor Wang, when you kill the Japanese, is it easy to use a big knife or a red cherry gun? What do the Volunteers use to kill the Japanese?"

Wang Hong answered truthfully: "Big knife and Hong cherry rifle can only be used in specific situations. The most common and most common ones to kill Japanese people are long spears, short guns, cannons, grenades and other ones."

There were two people in the crowd who looked at each other for a moment, and the one who was a little shorter asked: "Mr. Wang, you have such great skills, and one person is worth dozens of us. Why don't you continue to kill the Japanese in the Northeast?"

Wang Hong was stunned for a moment. This was awkward. Why did he say that he was like a deserter?

Zhao Jingzhi was so annoyed that he interrupted: "Wang Hong is not a military slaughter, so he can't leave if he has something to do at home?"

Seeing that everyone turned their eyes to Zhao Jingzhi, Wang Hong pointed at her and said to everyone: "This lady, we are wanted together. On the way back to Shanghai from the Northeast, she also shot and killed many Japanese people with her own hands."

After explaining Zhao Jingzhi's identity, Wang Hong continued: "It is difficult to answer this gentleman's question. One is that I have something to do to go back to Shanghai, and the other is that I am not as capable as dozens of you. If I kill the Japanese, either sneak attacks or the Japanese are careless. I usually have to hide everywhere to prevent the search of Japanese soldiers and traitors. I am afraid of informing people, and I have to be careful when I see someone. It can be said that I can survive because I run fast, hide well and have good luck, not the ability to take the initiative to kill the Japanese. On the battlefield, there are still many people to fight with guns and shells, and the guns are accurate."

The slightly higher person immediately continued to ask, "Mr. Wang, can you tell me about your volunteer army?"

Wang Hong felt that this problem could not be said much. If it reached the ears of the Japanese, it would probably be detrimental to Li Chen and the others. He simply replied: "The volunteer army in the Northeast has many teams. Some of them acted like the army in collective action, while others attacked the Japanese spontaneously."

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Each chapter is one sentence: When the National Museum was established, it tried to change the two impressions of national martial arts being regarded as "folk juggling" and "causing trouble boxers".
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