The military tent suddenly fell silent, Mo Zheng was stunned, and muttered, "So fast!?" said to the guards outside the tent: "Bring them in immediately." Then he said to the surrounding generals: "That's all for today's discussion, Mr. Ning and Yu Liang stay, and everyone else will go back first." ”

"Yes!" the generals left with a look of indignation.

When a general saw Dongyu and the others outside the camp tent, he snorted and said: "What is it, it's just a high-level pig, I really think I am something!"

"Haha......" the rest of the generals chimed in.

Dongyu's face turned cold, and he grabbed Xu Jie, who wanted to rush out,......

"Let's go in!"

The strength of Dongyu's hands was so great that it made Xu Jie feel pain for a while, and suddenly made him wake up. So Xu Jie let go of his fist and snorted coldly at those generals.

Huang Zhenfeng looked at Zhou Bo with an indifferent face and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Zhou Bo said lightly: "My dignity is not given by others!"

Huang Zhenfeng's eyes lit up, and then he laughed and said: "Zhou Bo is right, dignity is not given by others!" said and pulled Zhou Bo into the military tent, leaving only the generals looking at each other.

In the military tent, Mo Yi sat on the throne, stepping on a huge white tiger skin under his feet, with his white armor and burly figure, he looked mighty and majestic, which was the momentum of the superior.

Dongyu stepped forward and arched his hand: "Boss, Zhou Bo has arrived." With that, he stepped aside.

Xu Jie and Huang Zhenfeng also took a step back to the side, leaving Zhou Bokong in the middle.

Mo was stunned for a moment, and said with some uncertainty: "Uh! You are the 'White War Maniac'?" After all, when he saw Zhou Bo dressed in white, he couldn't associate it with the 'God of Killing' on the battlefield.

Zhou Bo stepped forward and said lightly: "My name is Zhou Bo." After speaking, he looked at Mo Zheng carefully.

Yu Liang was annoyed when he saw that Zhou Bo was so rude to the coach, but he knew that now was not the time to interject, so he frowned heavily, while Mr. Ning on the side watched with interest.

Mo Zheng didn't care, but smiled and said, "Zhou Bo, if I let the 'Iron Blood' tell you, you understand!"

Zhou Bo nodded and said, "I agree, whether it's for others or for myself, I have no reason to refuse." ”

Seeing that Zhou Bo was so refreshing, Mo Zheng didn't know what to say, and asked, "Oh, do you know the effect of that set of knife techniques?"

Zhou Bo said: "Yes, so I have one more request." ”

When Mo Zheng thought of the scene where his army swept across the battlefield, he couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in his heart, so he said generously: "If you have any requirements, just say it!"

Zhou Bodao: "I hope that the people of the 'Death Battalion' can learn together, and I am only responsible for teaching sword techniques, I don't care about other things!"

"No!" Yu Liang couldn't hold back any longer, and said to Mo Zheng: "Boss, the people in the 'death battalion' are all lowly pigs, if they are allowed to train with the regular army, what will the soldiers think? Other generals will definitely oppose it, the consequences will be unimaginable, please think twice!"

Zhou Bo said lightly: "Don't forget, I am also a member of the 'Death Battalion'. ”

Yu Liang was choked up when he heard this, and he was speechless for a moment.

Mo Zheng glanced at Mr. Ning, then looked at Zhou Bo with a relaxed face, and said after a moment's silence: "No problem, just according to what you say, and the training ground is also set up in the 'death camp'!"

"Coach ......" Yu Liang was still about to speak, but Mo Zheng interrupted: "Okay, I have my own opinions." 'Iron Will', you go back and rest first, and I'll arrange it myself." ”

"Yes!" After speaking, Dongyu took Zhou Bo and the others out of the military tent.

……

After seeing Dongyu and the others leave, Yu Liang said again: "Boss, do you really want the regular army to train with those people?"

"Of course!" Mr. Ning, who had been speechless, suddenly spoke, and the old god ......

Zai Zai said: "The boss just played really well!"

Mo Zheng smiled: "If I don't pretend to be very embarrassed, then they will think that I am begging them." They won't be grateful, but at least I've planted a seed in their hearts, haven't I?"

The conversation between the two made Yu Liang confused, and he couldn't help but ask, "What does the coach mean?"

Mo Zheng smiled and said, "Since Mr. Ning has understood, then ask Mr. Ning for advice!"

Mr. Ning said lightly: "The coach has the world in mind, so he has been obscure for many years. Now the time is ripe, so the coach decided to attack the frontier first this time, and then use this as a stronghold to fight for the world again. And this 'death battalion' is naturally for his own use, since they are all his own people in the future, of course the coach will not be stingy with letting them learn knife skills, and he is also generous to others, it is really a plan to kill two birds with one stone......"

Listening to Mr. Ning's eloquent talk, Mo Zheng suddenly smiled, nodded and said: "Mr. is really a person who knows me, if I promise to pass on the knife technique of those death row prisoners, then they must have a seed of gratitude buried in their hearts, if I liberate them from the endless darkness, then they will be my fierce generals who attack the city and plunder the land!

Yu Liang nodded suddenly: "The boss is really far-sighted!" and then said a little worriedly: "But as far as I know, the four of them are not easy to control." ”

Mo Zheng waved his hand and said: "I have other arrangements for these, you go and call all the people above the general now." ”

"Yes!" ......

The square in the center of the "death camp" was densely packed with people. In addition to the death row prisoners, there were also generals of various battalions and some excellent soldiers.

Originally, these generals and soldiers were reluctant to come here for training, but Mo Yi had already issued a military order - "Those who don't arrive will be killed!". After beheading three people in a row, no one dared to disobey the military order! And the people of the "death battalion" were on the contrary, they arrived in the square early.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Yu Liang stepped forward and said: "The commander has an order, the whole army will rest for a month, practice the knife technique taught by Mr. 'War Maniac', and those who violate the order will be killed!" Then he turned to Zhou Bo and said: "Mr. 'War Maniac', except for the people from the 'Death Battalion' here, the rest are all elites of each battalion, after they learn it, they will pass on the sword technique, which is much more efficient!"

Zhou Bo's heart was bright, and he nodded nonchalantly. Then he walked to a clearing in front of the square, held his saber and said, "I am only responsible for passing the sword, and if you want to learn, you can see it clearly!" As soon as the words fell, his hand moved......

"Uh!" Yu Liang was stunned, but he didn't expect that after Zhou Bo went up, he would practice directly without saying a word, without even a little preparation, and he was suddenly depressed in his heart, and hurriedly called the writing officer on the side to write down the moves.

Just as the writer stepped forward to record, the whole person stood in place in a daze. Not only him, but everyone in the audience was stunned!

"What is this?" they asked at the same time.

"It's so simple, it can't lie to us!" I don't know who shouted, and then the audience burst into an uproar like a flower, and the discussion became stronger and stronger, and even began to curse.

Such an out-of-control situation made Yu Liang embarrassed, hurriedly walked in front of Dong Yu, and said viciously: "Damn! What does Zhou Bo want to do this week, he doesn't want to teach it, forget it, if he dares to play Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu must peel his skin...... Hmph!"

Xu Jie was a little worried: "Iron Blood, Zhou Bo, what's going on?

Dongyu frowned and said softly: "I don't know either, keep watching!"

……

Zhou Bo ignored the noise and insults of the soldiers, and practiced in the open space by himself. There are no gorgeous movements, no terrifying momentum, and no lethality, just seven simple actions "cut", "split", "turn", "frame", "bullet", "chop", "drag", repeated over and over again......

Zhou Bo had no distractions at this time, and his movements gradually accelerated, and every time he completed a complete action, the knife momentum became a few points faster......

The surrounding sounds became quieter and quieter, and after a while, the entire camp became unusually quiet, and only the sound of slashing knives could be heard......

"Whew...""Whew...""Whew...""Whew...", "Whew...", "Whew...", ......"Whew...", "Whew..." The more the knife danced, the more rapid it became...... Seven simple movements are slowly connected together, which is very natural.

The shadows of the swords in the sky are constantly changing...... For a while, it turned into a circle, wrapping Zhou Bo in the middle, for a while, it spread out in all directions, for a while, it was like a galloping horse, and it was magnificent, and for a while, it was like a battlefield killing, and the Jin Ge Iron Horse was murderous...... The seven changes dazzle the viewers.

The shock in Yu Liang's heart was far beyond his ability to bear, and his heartbeat became more and more ......

Quickly, cold sweat poured out from the palm of his hand, and he swallowed saliva unconsciously. And the people on the square were even more dumbfounded, and the sound of "whirring" knives seemed to be scraping in their hearts, and it was so heavy that people couldn't breathe.

Mo Zheng had been in the camp watching the situation unfold. At the beginning, when he saw Zhou Bo's movements, he couldn't help frowning, but he didn't come forward. But as Zhou Bo's knife technique became more and more urgent, and finally changed into seven knife styles, he was suddenly surprised in his heart.

"It's a sharp knife technique, both offensive and defensive, simple and direct. This kind of sword technique is at least a peerless class in the rivers and lakes, and if it is on the battlefield, it is definitely much more useful than the sword technique at the level of divine skill!" This is Mo Zheng's evaluation of this set of sword techniques.

……

Zhou Bo danced non-stop for nearly half an hour, and instead of feeling tired, he felt extremely comfortable all over his body. Seven simple movements produced countless changes, and even he himself never imagined.

Just when Zhou Bo wanted to put away the knife, his heart moved, and he mobilized the qi of the seven emotions in his body to gather in his right hand, and the moment he swung the knife was transmitted to the blade, "Drink......!"

It was so quiet, there was no sound except the sound of the wind blowing through the sand, and everyone held their breath, with only a knife in their eyes......

A knife fell, startling the yellow sand all over the ground, and then a gust of wind blew, and everything returned to calm, only the deep knife marks on the ground seemed to tell something......

Shocking! Stirring of the heart......

"What!" Mo Zheng suddenly stood up from his chair, with a shocked expression, he himself is also a first-class master of the acquired Mahayana, his vision is naturally very high, and he has never been disdainful of foreign kung fu, but at this time, his heart is a burst of beaver. Because he really didn't have the confidence to block Zhou Bo's last sword.

Mo Zheng muttered in his mouth: "Foreign kung fu can actually be practiced to such a level, it seems that this son will not be idle in the future!" and then said with a smile: "At least he is my person now, but some people are about to suffer." Hey, hey!"......

Now Zhou Bo felt a sense of weakness, and the knife he swung just now consumed almost all his strength, so he had to hold the knife and half-kneel on the ground. He smiled bitterly in his heart: "The power is very good, but at one time it drained most of the strength, if one move can not control the enemy, then I will definitely die, it seems that my current strength is still far behind the martial arts master!"

In fact, Zhou Bo is a bit arrogant, he has now entered the stage of "forging muscles" in "Dragon Pole Nine Changes", coupled with his set of knife skills, he is at least a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, but since he has practiced, he has met all the masters among some masters, so he has always thought that he is only a second-rate level.

……

After a while, everyone came back to their senses, and Yu Liang stepped forward quickly and asked, "Just now... What kind of sword technique was that just now!It's so powerful without internal force?!"

Zhou Bo's physical strength had recovered somewhat, and when he saw Yu Liang's question, he was stunned, "What kind of knife technique...... After a moment of silence, Zhou Bo stood up and said: "Seven Styles of Sword Fighting!"

Then Zhou Bo turned to Dongyu and said, "I'll go back and rest first, and then start training after noon." With that, he left......

Perhaps, at first, many people were not convinced, and they wanted to fight on the battlefield for many years, but they still had to follow a hairy ......

The head boy learns knife skills. But when they saw the sword technique used by Zhou Bo, especially the power of the last knife, the whole person was shocked, and there was no longer any rejection in their hearts, but they were full of expectations.

After Zhou Bo left, Yu Liang hurriedly said to the clerk: "How is it, have you written down all the sword skills just now?"

The clerk was stunned for a moment, and said, "Just... It was too easy at first, so I didn't remember it. Later too... It's too fast, I... I can't see clearly......" said and lowered his face.

"You ......" Yu Liang couldn't cry or laugh in his heart now.

Since then, Zhou Bo has officially begun to teach knife skills......

Every morning, all the people practiced the seven basic knife swinging movements with heavy stones tied to their hands, and in the afternoon, Zhou Bo demonstrated the application of knife techniques......

In the coach's camp, Mo Zheng called Dong Yu, Xu Jie and Huang Zhenfeng over.

Mo Zheng sat on the tiger skin chair and said with a smile on his face: "Eh! Why don't you three learn the sword technique of 'war madness'? I have also seen his set of sword techniques, and it is indeed very powerful!"

The three of them glanced at each other, and Xu Jie smiled bitterly: "Zhou Bo's knife skills are indeed powerful, but it's a pity that Lao Xu likes marksmanship, if I have such a powerful marksmanship, I will learn it, hehe!"

Huang Zhenfeng said lightly: "I'm not suitable for practicing knife skills. ”

Winter Rain smiled meaningfully.

Seeing this, Mo Zheng didn't ask any more questions, and said in a soothing tone: "I know everything about you, and you can leave in another half a year, but I hope you can stay and continue to help me and fight the world with me, and I will never treat you badly when the time comes." After speaking, his eyes were fixed on the three of them.

Dongyu and the others were silent for a while......

Mo Zheng interrupted: "You can go back and think about this matter, don't rush to give me an answer, I hope you can think it through." Then his face turned pale, and he said solemnly: "There is a very important matter that I called you here today, which is related to whether our army can capture Shamen Pass in one fell swoop." ”

Dongyu and the others were stunned, and their expressions immediately became serious.

Mo Zheng continued: "Now that the battle situation is deadlocked, I have decided to set up the 'death ring' again!"

"Oh, who will be on this time?" asked Xu Jie curiously.

The ring is a common fighting method on the battlefield, which is used to boost morale and stop without hurting your life. And the "death ring" is different from the ring of a class, it is not only a group battle, but also does not die. Although this method is cruel, it is used to boost morale, and the effect is much better than that of ordinary rings.

Mo Zheng said: "This time, I decided to let the 'War Maniac' fight alone!"

"What! just him?" exclaimed Xu Jie.