Duan Junjie was a little surprised when he heard Xuanyuan Yi's words, and Wu Li, He Qianxun, and everyone present felt particularly surprised. Duan Junjie put his right hand on his ear and pretended not to hear clearly, and asked again: "What? What did you say? I didn't hear clearly?" Xuanyuan Yi's eyes widened, and he shouted loudly: "I said to choose the first one!!You are deaf!!" Duan Junjie was shocked by Xuanyuan Yi's words again, it was the first time in so many years that someone dared to talk to him like this.

Duan Junjie nodded lightly, then flew up and kicked at Xuanyuan Yi's chest, Xuanyuan Yi saw Duan Junjie's movements and wanted to dodge, but Duan Junjie's speed was too fast, so he could only cross his hands to his chest Ichigo, but the whole person still flew backwards. When Xuanyuan Yi was kicked away, Zhang Fenghao happened to be behind him, Zhang Fenghao used the Tai Chi move for the first time, and as soon as he took it, he unloaded all the strength on Xuanyuan Yi's body with a skillful swing.

The force of Xuanyuan Yi's kick was most of Zhang Fenghao's discharge, but the pain of kicking his arm was still piercing. Xuanyuan Yi shook his hands twice before he spoke: "Undeclared war, it's despicable!" Duan Junjie formed his hands into fists, his feet paced backwards and forwards, and said with a disapproving expression on his face: "Will the enemy give you time to declare war on the battlefield?" Xuanyuan Yi nodded lightly and said nothing, at this time Junjie quickly attacked again.

Xuanyuan Yi knew that Duan Junjie was very capable, so he couldn't take it hard, so he quickly dodged and ran to the side. At the moment when Xuanyuan Yi dodged, Duan Junjie suddenly changed his move, and the kicked leg landed on the ground quickly, followed by the other leg kicked out quickly, and the "bang" kicked heavily on Xuanyuan Yi's back. Ma Yihan saw this scene and muttered quietly: "What a quick response." Duan Junjie looked at Ma Yihan with a smile and said, "Thank you for the compliment." Ma Yihan glanced at him coldly, but did not speak.

Xuanyuan Yi fell a dog gnawing mud, but then quickly got up to defend himself, and at this time Junjie's attack came again, straight punches, hook punches, hook punches, knee tops, flying kicks, a set of attacks down Xuanyuan Yi's beaten nose and face were swollen, and now he can only lie on the ground in embarrassment and pant. Duan Junjie grabbed Xuanyuan Yi's collar with his right hand and lifted it up, and at the same time asked coldly in his mouth: "Boy, are you convinced?" Xuanyuan Yi sneered weakly: "When I drink too much, I only support the wall!"

Duan Junjie smiled after hearing this, then used his left hand as well, and threw Xuanyuan Yi to the weapon rack on the side, Xuanyuan Yi fell the solid wood shelf, and all kinds of cold weapons were scattered all over the ground, looking at the painful expression on his face, he must have been thrown very badly. Everyone couldn't bear to see it, Li Ningxi and Zhou Xuanlu closed their eyes in fear, but Ma Yihan had more sympathy in his eyes. The boys began to persuade each other: "Stop fighting, Xuanyuan Yi, you quickly admit defeat!" "Instructor Duan, you dissipate your anger! You can't be serious with a newcomer!" "Yes, instructor, if you fight again, something will definitely happen!"

At this time, Wuli also stepped forward to persuade him: "If you have the wolf teeth, just teach you a lesson, it's almost over." He Qianxun stepped forward to pull Xuanyuan Yi up, but he never thought that Xuanyuan Yi held a spear with both hands and suddenly swept around, forcing He Qianxun to retreat. Xuanyuan Yi shook a spear beautifully and said, "It's not certain who loses and who wins! Fight again!" Duan Junjie seemed to have a surprised expression on his face, so he continued to move his hands and feet and said: "I didn't expect there to be surprises! Have you learned traditional martial arts? Not bad, it's a bit of a posture!"

Xuanyuan Yi held the spear tightly with both hands, staring at Duan Junjie's every move with serious eyes, and extremely seriously recalled the marksmanship given to him by Zhao Yun in his previous life and the experience of fighting on the battlefield for many years. After thinking about it carefully, Xuanyuan Yi summed up and replied: "The spear is a medium and long-range attack weapon, and Duan Junjie uses hand-to-hand combat skills, and the hand-to-hand combat technique pays attention to entanglement and close combat, so you must keep a distance from him, and you can't be caught by him yet." ”

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Yi decided to strike first, and with a shake of the gun, the horse stepped steadily, and with a pick and a stab, he rushed at Duan Junjie to kill him. Duan Junjie's face was happy again, and then his legs continued to kick and swing, kicking away all the spears that Xuanyuan Yi attacked. Xuanyuan Yi's attack was unsuccessful, and he immediately quickly retracted his gun and stabbed again, picking up, stabbing down, and swinging in the middle, and Duan Junjie, who actually hit, retreated one after another. Duan Junjie kicked away Xuanyuan Yi's spear again and quickly flipped back a few times, and only after pulling a distance from him did he speak: "Good boy, you have some skills!"

Xuanyuan Yi's attention is now highly tense, he seems to have returned to the battlefield of thousands of years ago, when he fights, there is only life and death, and there is no need to pay attention to anything else. Xuanyuan Yi waved his gun and stepped forward to fight again, and Duan Junjie also quickly rushed forward. Duan Junjie wanted to use his physical advantage to quickly dodge Xuanyuan Yi's attack and take the opportunity to capture him at close range, but Xuanyuan Yi always used a spear to block his approach, and almost injured Duan Junjie a few times.

Duan Junjie saw that he couldn't get close, so he wanted to find a machine to grab the gun and grab the weapon first, but he never thought that Xuanyuan Yi was very sensitive with a gun, and every time he missed, he would quickly close the gun and change his move to attack again, just like a spirit snake spitting out a core. The fierce fight between Xuanyuan Yi and Duan Junjie made everyone elated, but the more they watched, the more frightened they became.

Wu Li frowned and approached He Qianxun and said: "Such a skilled and exquisite marksmanship, without twenty or thirty years of kung fu, it is absolutely impossible to practice! But depending on his age, this is simply impossible! You see how ingenious the combination of virtual and real with the gun is, and every move is not fancy, only killing the enemy, like a battle-hardened general, not to mention something that he should have at his age!"

He Qianxun looked at Wu Li in surprise and said, "Is it as exaggerated as you say? It's rare to hear you, a cold weapons expert, say such a thing?" Wu Li slowly shook his head and said: "I can't see what sect it is, but this person who taught him to use a gun is by no means simple!" He Qianxun looked at it for a while and suddenly asked curiously: "Then you fight this kid, how many layers of certainty do you have to beat him?"

Wu Li frowned and said: "If you also use weapons, you will be 50% sure within 200 moves, and you will see the will of heaven outside 200 moves!" He Qianli said in disbelief after hearing this: "Really fake? This kid is too godly by what you say!"

On the other side, Zhang Fenghao and Ma Yihan also frowned slightly, and after a while, Zhang Fenghao couldn't help but say: "There is a lot of murderous aura in the Xuanyuan gun!" Ma Yihan glanced at Zhang Fenghao coldly when he heard this, but said silently in his heart: "Not only is it murderous, his marksmanship is not the usual showmanship at all, it is simply a set of killing moves in ancient battlefields, not to retreat the enemy but to take his life! The momentum of the fight feels like a veteran general who has been slaughtered by 10,000 people, what has he experienced? What kind of person is he?" ”

Everyone was watching the excitement, Zhang Fenghao suddenly shouted, "Not good!", at this time, I saw Duan Junjie violently break Xuanyuan Yi's gun with his elbow, and was quickly attacking Xuanyuan Yi's chest! Xuanyuan Yi was first punched a few times, and then was strangled by Duan Junjie's left hand and pressed to the ground.

Duan Junjie's right hand was raised high into a fist, and Zhang Fenghao suddenly appeared next to the two, and his right hand was holding something hard at the place where Duan Junjie was less than a finger on his chest. Seeing this, everyone hurriedly ran over, and only after getting closer did they see clearly, it turned out that Xuanyuan Yi's eyes were red, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and his right hand was holding half of the spear head and was about to stab Duan Junjie's chest!

If Zhang Fenghao hadn't arrived in time to hold the head of the gun, the tip of the gun would have already sunk into Duan Junjie's chest at this time! Duan Junjie also noticed the scene in front of him, and a drop of cold sweat couldn't help but run across his cheeks. Zhang Fenghao's right hand was already stained red with his own blood, but he didn't seem to feel it, he just looked at Duan Junjie coldly and said, "Let go!"

Duan Junjie had already turned Xuanyuan Yi's face purple because of his excessive force, and after Zhang Fenghao reminded him, he relieved himself, slowly let go of his left hand, and the fist of his right hand also unfolded. Xuanyuan Yi always gritted his teeth and tried to push the remnant gun forward, giving people the feeling that even if he died, he would pierce the tip of the gun into the enemy's chest.

Zhang Fenghao held the tip of the gun tightly with his right hand, and at the same time said in a tone as gentle as possible: "Xuanyuan, it's over." It's not a battlefield, he's not an enemy, okay, it's over. When Xuanyuan Yi heard this, the strength in his hand finally gradually weakened, and then he fainted, but he still clutched the broken broken gun in his hand. Duan Junjie got up slowly, Zhang Fenghao also let go of the blade, and then said coldly to Duan Junjie: "You lost." ”

Duan Junjie nodded slightly after hearing this, because he himself knew the situation best, if Zhang Fenghao hadn't arrived in time just now, before he swung his fist, Xuanyuan Yi's snatch had definitely stabbed into his heart. Duan Junjie scratched his head with his right hand and said to himself: "It seems that this time the soldiers are not simple!" Zhang Fenghao no longer paid attention to Duan Junjie, picked up Xuanyuan Yi and strode towards the infirmary, Li Yanmu cried and followed behind him, Wuli bowed his head and pondered, and He Qianxun followed to the infirmary.