Luo Xiaoxiao's mood was very complicated, and in addition to unwillingness, there was also deep anger in his chest.

From the first time she saw Mo Wentian, she wanted to ask her face to face why she had agreed to stay by his side, but he still killed his brother so ruthlessly.

Although she also knows what kind of gentleman her two younger brothers are, they are her own brothers after all, and blood is thicker than water after all.

However, every time these words that had been brewing and fermenting in my heart for a long time came to my mouth, I thought of my father Luo Huai'an's almost pleading tone on the phone, so I swallowed it back.

The death of his younger brother Luo Xiaolin needs an explanation, but the safety of the entire Luo family does not need to be guaranteed?

Originally, she didn't care about the victory or defeat at all, and she was used to seeing those glamorous flies behind her when she was a child, so she forgot about Shang Shiyu's warning and Wan Yuezi's provocation.

There is only one thought that supports her - for the sake of her family and her mission, she must win this game and stay by Mo Wentian's side!

But right now, with those black-box operations, can I still go to the end and win? Who knows how many other households like Wan Yue Zi are in this Falcon Training Base besides Wan Yue Zi!

Yes, after thinking about it in a variety of ways, she resolutely decided to use this way to attract Mo Wentian's attention in order to get a chance to get close to him! As for what other people thought of it, and how Wan Yuezi and Monk Shi Yu hated herself, she couldn't care less.

Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Wentian, all waiting for the next thunderous fury.

To everyone's surprise, Mo Wentian saw that after Luo Xiaoxiao identified Shang Shiyu, instead of being angry, his face was much better than before, and he only lightly ordered to the chief examiner Lin Quliang beside him: "Since the five of them voluntarily abstained, then abstain!"

didn't pursue Shang Shiyu, who was identified by Luo Xiaoxiao, and didn't care about such rude behavior of Luo Xiaoxiao and others, just lightly, and quietly revealed this article.

Then, he beckoned to Du Feng beside him, and after whispering a few words, Du Feng left in a hurry.

"This ...... Subordinates understand!" Lin Quliang was slightly stunned, and after immediately reacting, he cleared his throat and said aloud: "In today's three competitions, five people abstained, 400 unqualified, 80 qualified, 12 good, and three excellent!

"No need, I think it's better to continue now!" Mo Wentian interrupted Lin Quliang's words on the side, and said lightly: "The top three this time are related to whether they have the strength to represent the Tiance Army to participate in the big competition with the military department and the military department, so I want to take a look at your base number first......"

Lin Quliang bowed down a little hesitantly and said, "General, the three of them have already fought three rounds in a row, and now I am afraid that it will be a little ...... to fight again."

"It's out of the way! That's it, I'll change the way in this fourth game!" Mo Wentian waved his hand and said, "Little monk, you go and try their strength for Ben Shuai!"

Hearing this, the little monk who forgot the sword nodded and slowly got on the field, standing with his hands folded.

Everyone was a little confused, and they didn't know what Mo Wentian was going to do when he let such a small monk play.

Luo Xiaoxiao and the others, who were originally about to leave, also involuntarily turned around and looked at the field.

"The three of you, go all out to attack this little monk and see who can force him to retreat!" Mo Wentian explained lightly, and then stopped talking.

Wan Yuezi and the other three people who had advanced were slightly startled when they heard this, looked at the little monk who looked less than twenty years old, and then looked at Mo Wentian, lest they had heard it wrong.

What if you kill this little monk on the spot?

"Since the general has an order, why don't you hurry up and get ready?" Le Chen, you can come first!" Lin Quliang saw everyone's expressions, and his heart was suddenly secretly anxious, and he immediately gave an order to the three of them.

A burly young man stepped forward when he heard the order, and after saluting Mo Wentian, he turned to face the little monk and said, "The general has an order, Your Excellency is careful!"

As soon as the words fell, a pair of iron fists smashed towards the chest of the little monk who forgot the sword.

10% strength!

I could only hear the whirring wind, the pair of iron fists were like a pair of meteor hammers, and a tenth of the breath had already arrived in front of the little monk who forgot the sword!

And the little monk who forgot the sword still stood there with his hands folded, not moving!

"Hiss......"

Everyone gasped and involuntarily sweated for the little monk.

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound, Le Chen's pair of iron fists had already smashed into the chest of the little monk who forgot the sword with the momentum of ten thousand jun!

"Huh......"

There was a burst of exclamations in the middle of the field.

The little monk who forgot the sword, who thought that he would be seriously injured by this pair of iron fists and even smashed directly into the air, still stood there with his hands folded and calm, his face was as usual.

And Le Chen "pedaled" and retreated five steps, but he couldn't stand still, and then "pedaled" and retreated seven steps, his feet were divided back and forth, and he stepped on a few footprints on the ground, and then he barely stood still, but his face was still red.

Lin Quliang glanced at Mo Wentian with a shocked face, and seeing that he was still calm, he calmed down slightly and said loudly: "Nanfeng, it's your turn!"

Another young man stepped forward when he heard the order, and after still saluting in the direction where Mo Wentian was, he hugged his fist towards the little monk who forgot the sword, and without saying a word, he burst into a mouth, and a bunch of meat palms made a move to get straight to the point, and slowly pushed towards the chest of the little monk who forgot the sword.

Diametrically opposed to Le Chen's punch, Nan Feng's palm looked extremely slow and obstructive, as if the air in front of him was full of indestructible steel plates, and every centimeter of progress required tremendous effort!

The little monk who forgot the sword still maintained the movement of folding his hands and stood in the middle of the field without moving.

After a breath, Nan Feng's palms still touched the chest of the little monk who forgot the sword.

"Boom!"

At the moment when Nan Feng's palms touched the chest of the little monk who forgot the sword, the scene was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, followed by a heavy footsteps of "dong dong".

Nan Feng's body was stepping back inexorably, stepping on the hard ground with every step back, and each one was deeper than the other!

When he retreated to the thirteenth step, Nan Feng barely stabilized his figure, but his face turned purple, and after a while, he squirted a mouthful of blood!

Everyone: "......"

Looking at the gaze of the little monk who forgot the sword, it has turned from the initial doubt to twelve points of shock and one hundred percent incredible!

In a month's training, what kind of rank this Le Chen and Nan Feng are, everyone is naturally obvious to all.

Le Chen's pair of iron fists once smashed the stone mill on the training ground in half with one punch!

Nan Feng's pair of fleshy palms once shattered the cypress tree with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters next to the training ground with one palm!

But now, in accordance with Mo Wentian's order, the two of them made a move against this little monk who seemed to have nothing to do, but instead of hurting the little monk at all, they were shocked back so many steps!

Who is this little monk? Who is this little monk? Following Mo Wentian's side, it seems that he is obedient to him, and Mo Wentian is also a soldier of the Tiance Army?

"Qu Liang, there is another one, go on!" Mo Wentian saw that Lin Quliang beside him was completely stunned, so he reminded him lightly.

"Yes!" Lin Quliang immediately came back to his senses and ordered Wan Yuezi, who was already stunned there: "Wan Yuezi, it's your turn, go!"

After all, Wan Yuezi had a ghost in his heart, and when he heard Lin Quliang say this, his face changed slightly, and although he tried his best to hide it, there was still a trace of panic in his eyes. It's just that seeing that it was difficult to ride a tiger, he had to respond hard, stepped forward, and came to the little monk who forgot the sword.

Although Mo Wentian seemed to be looking at the field casually, he actually secretly noticed the change in everyone's expressions. Years of battlefield fighting and killing have allowed him to develop that meticulous observation and extremely keen sensibility, and Wan Yuezi's expression change naturally did not escape his eyes.

After a coquettish shout, Wan Yuezi clawed his right palm and grabbed it directly towards the left shoulder of the little monk who forgot the sword.

The reason why she chose to be like this, Wan Yuezi naturally has her plans.

The situation of Le Chen and Nan Feng before, Wan Yuezi had a full view. Seeing that both of them attacked the little monk who forgot the sword with brute force, but they were shocked and retreated, then it must be the case of retreat to determine the result!

Since you are judged by the distance from the back, if you are not shocked back, and then find a way to force this little monk back, wouldn't you be able to win steadily?

In the stunned kung fu, she already secretly had an idea in her heart, so she used her skillful skills to use this seemingly fancy but actually ruthless eagle claw skill, wanting to force the little monk to retreat!

At the moment when Wan Yue Zi turned her palm into a claw to attack the little monk, many people understood her thoughts, and couldn't help but secretly scream ashamed, and at the same time secretly approve.

However, when Wan Yuezi's eagle claw touched the shoulder of the little monk who forgot the sword, he suddenly felt a sword-like aura coming from the shoulder of the little monk, coming straight to his palm, and he had the potential to pierce his palm!

Wan Yuezi, who was taken aback, immediately gritted his teeth, and at the moment of lightning, his body was "dripping" in place and reversed half a circle, and his left elbow had already taken advantage of the situation to hit the little monk's chest!

This time, after only a soft muffled sound, Wan Yuezi's body was shocked by the rebound force emitted by the little monk who forgot the sword, and he took three steps forward, and he had stabilized his body.

When he stood still again, Wan Yuezi looked at the distance between himself and the little monk who forgot the sword, and his face was suddenly full of pride.

Le Chen was shocked back twelve steps, and Nan Feng was shocked back thirteen steps, but he was only shocked back three steps!

Shang Shiyu, who originally thought that the incident at the east window, saw this, and a smile of relief appeared on his panicked face. Obviously, in his heart, he also decided that the winner was judged by the distance of being shocked back by this little monk.

"You, do you want to come over and try how many catties and taels you have?" Before Lin Quliang could announce the result, Mo Wentian asked Luo Xiaoxiao, who was standing in the distance with an indignant face.

"Just try, just try! There has never been a fear of words in the dictionary of the soldiers of the Tiance Army!" Luo Xiaoxiao burst into a shout, and before the words fell, he exerted twelve points of strength, and directly attacked the chest of the little monk who forgot the sword with his hands folded in the middle of the field.

His younger brother Luo Xiaolin was killed, he wanted to participate in the competition but was threatened with all his strength, he was willing to follow Mo Wentian's side regardless of his grievances but was treated unfairly, so all kinds of anger and resentment that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time turned into this trick, and he had the posture of killing the little monk on the spot!

The originally quiet goddess, at the moment of her move, seemed to be incarnated into a generation of witches, endless hatred and murderous aura gushed out from her body, wrapped in her delicate body and attacked the little monk who forgot the sword!

Everyone felt a chill at the moment when Luo Xiaoxiao attacked this move.

"Self-inflicted, self-indulgent!" Wan Yuezi sneered contemptuously.

The little monk who has always been settled on the ordinary forgotten sword, but he rarely showed a trace of hesitation!

In a quarter of a breath, Luo Xiaoxiao's palm with endless resentment had reached the place where the chest of the little monk who forgot the sword was less than five centimeters!

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and stare intently at the field, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme!