In the huge training ground, Mo Ming faced hundreds of recruits alone, with only endless madness on his face, running around the training ground, his fists were swung like meteors, and one by one the recruits were directly beaten to the ground without reacting.

Mo Ming's fist is as strong as a hammer, and when he hits down with a punch, he is as if he was hit by a hammer, which is extremely uncomfortable, not to mention Mo Ming's punch, almost every punch is hit in the vital place, temple, throat, strength, ears, jaw, etc., these parts, hard to be punched, the combat effectiveness is not completely lost, and it has to be weakened by half.

There are too many recruits, even if Mo Ming runs and fights, trying not to let them surround him, but under the chaotic fists, his body still receives a lot of fists, but it is only a vital part, Mo Ming has always been on guard, not allowing the other party to have any chance to cause fatal damage to him.

This is an almost crazy competition, Mo Ming ran among the recruits with the strength of one person, relying on his fists and thighs as sharp weapons, beating many recruits with good physical fitness, if he was any veteran present, he would definitely have to be punched in less than a minute, but Mo Ming could!

Mo Ming's ears listened to the six directions, his eyes were in all directions, his mind was abnormally concentrated, and he paid attention to the movements around him, and when the two recruits rushed up with a wave of fists, he turned around without hesitation, and stepped on the ground with a heavy foot, his legs were split like scissors, and he kicked the chests of those two people.

The two recruits fell backwards under the force, and when Mo Ming landed on the ground, he supported the ground with one hand, swept the hall leg on the spot, and swept the recruits who rushed up at the opportunity to lie on the ground.

Mo Ming didn't have any hesitation, after sweeping the recruit who came close to him, he immediately got up, and noticed that someone was kicking him from behind, and his body flashed away flexibly, just when he passed by the recruit, in such a detail, Mo Ming grasped it very well, raised his knee suddenly, and slammed into the recruit's body.

The strong impact immediately made the recruit numb, and then a piercing pain swept over his body, and he fell to the ground, rolling in pain, and he couldn't help but hum out.

Several recruits fell, and those who were chasing after them also caught up, after Mo Ming dodged the attack of the recruits closest to him, he immediately returned two punches, his right fist hooked his face, and after the right fist was smashed, the left fist was also appropriately bombarded on the chin, such an attack, even if this person's ability to resist the attack was good, he had to lose his ability to act for a short time.

Solve another recruit, the recruit behind him is like a tiger descending the mountain, Qi Qi besieged Mo Ming, Mo Ming dodged the attack of several people with a flexible pace, but the opponent's fists were really too much, Mo Ming couldn't react for a while, and he was punched hard in the chest.

"Haha, the strength of the fist is still not enough, it must be as hard as my fist to be domineering!"

Mo Ming didn't laugh angrily, but the fearless luster that flashed in his eyes made the recruit stunned, and then without any reaction, Mo Ming dodged a few recruits, and it was like a wild horse leaping up, kicking a recruit with one foot, and when he landed, he kicked the ground again, and kicked a recruit away.

When the recruit who punched Mo Ming's chest came back to his senses, Mo Ming was close in front of him, and he wanted to attack with a fist, but Mo Ming's fist appeared in front of his chest as if by magic, paused slightly, Mo Ming's whole body shook, and an inch punch blasted out, and the recruit ate the force of the punch and fell backwards.

You must know that when he was fighting in Africa, Mo Ming encountered a tiger by chance, and with just his hands, he staged a real "Wu Song fights the tiger", such a fist is powerful, if it hits a person's body, he can't die, but his ability to act is a little difficult for a short time.

Especially with an inch fist, this combined with the strength of the waist to blast out a punch, the power is even higher, the recruit has no defense, and it is not a strange thing to be knocked down by a punch.

Mo Ming continued to run and fight, while walking, looking for opportunities, to give a heavy blow to the recruits who came up to pursue, this is the strategy of winning more with less, if their own strength is strong enough, few people fight, they can't help you, this kind of "guerrilla" style of play is the most practical.

Compared with the other party, there are many people, if you are surrounded like dumplings, you don't even have the space to show your fists and feet, with the power of one person, the power of a hundred people, this kind of power, Mo Ming asked himself if he didn't have it, but with one person against a hundred people, relying on flexible wandering and rapid attacks, he can still do it.

The soul of a generation of soldiers is the most dazzling at this moment, resisting the encirclement of hundreds of people alone, relying on the vast playground, wandering and fighting, if you don't punch, you will be like a ghost, and if you swing your fists and feet, no one can hide.

Those veterans who did not participate in the battle, as well as the leader of the recruits, Hades, saw this qiē in their eyes, and the unruly young man did not make a move, and once he made a move, he would stop by defeating the enemy.

This kind of strength is incomparable no matter where it rests, and the arrogant Hades began to ponder, how long does it take him to train to achieve such strength, and whether such strength is the peak that he can't reach in his life, yes.

Some things can not be made up for by hard work, there are many people in the world, but there are few outstanding talents, not that everyone is not working hard enough, but some talents seem to be innate, people's fate seems to be destined by God, you work hard, you may be able to become a useful person, but not the most powerful person!

"This person's strength is probably not even a slaughterer, right?" A veteran lamented.

The slaughterer was Sikong Zhenghao, who went to pick up the plane that day, he enjoyed a high reputation among veterans, because when he first came to this special forces, Sikong Zhenghao had been silent and bullied, but after a terrifying outburst, no one dared to bully him.

That time, Sikong Zhenghao single-handedly beat more than 50 special forces of the same class, and it was after that time that Sikong Zhenghao got the aura of "slaughterer".

But the scene unfolding in front of his eyes was really too shocking, a person, and a boy who did not look to be more than twenty-five years old, actually held on for a full seven minutes with the strength of one person, which was probably impossible for anyone he knew.

The other veteran also nodded: "Yes, I finally understand what it means to have someone outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, the slaughterer is already a terrible existence in our opinion, but this person in front of me is even more terrifying than the slaughterer, he is not a member of the special forces, otherwise, I'm afraid the myth of Shura will have to be ended by him, right?" ”

Shura is not only a code name, but also a milestone in the era of special forces, a representative of the myth that breaks the glory of predecessors and blocks future generations!

The veterans or recruits present may all regard Shura, who is known as the "King of World Soldiers", as a target, and also respect him as an idol, but the true face of Shura himself is not clear to many people, if they know in advance that Mo Ming is Shura, there may be some fear in their hearts, right?

"Who the hell is he? Why is the strength so terrifying? Hades laughed at himself, looked down at his flattened hands, then clenched them into fists, tightened his face, and said, "I hope that I boast that my strength is strong enough to surpass the veterans and surpass the slaughterers, and now, I actually think it is so ridiculous!" ”

Perhaps, the strength of the king of Hades really has enough arrogant capital, but today, the person he met was the soldier king Shura who also had absolute confidence and strength a few years ago, and his failure was already doomed, but today, if he didn't choose to sink, maybe one day, he would also reach another peak!

Looking at Mo Ming, who was running around the training ground and catching a single recruit, or four or less single recruits to shoot, Mo Zhentian felt an indescribable pride in his heart, this is his son, his son Mo Zhentian, since he chose to embark on this road, he has been indomitable, and he has created countless mythical people!

"This kid is really stubborn, after retiring, he sank, self-abandoned, at that time, I was already going to end his life, but later, he started a new journey, with the strength of one person, gathered the strength of everyone, established his own organization, to complete the task he was not able to achieve!"

Mo Zhentian's eyes are hidden with a hint of relief, who said that only mother is good in the world? Father's love is heavy, but it is also warm, he will not make people feel very soft, but he silently gives you love, silently cares about your every move, as a soldier, Mo Zhentian loves the country and loves his family.

After Mo Ming retired, Mo Zhentian sent people to pay attention to Mo Ming's every move, if Mo Ming had been sinking and not waking up, he would appear, give Mo Ming a head drink, wake up the scolding, and wake up.

"Brothers, this young man's strength is really terrible, if he catches up one by one, he will definitely be beaten one by one, let's not rush up alone, slowly form an encirclement, reduce his activity space, when the time comes, he will definitely not be able to move!"

There was a recruit who had the experience of being beaten by countless companions, and he immediately woke up, and he clearly realized that this person's physical strength and strength were far above them, and if he really rushed up one by one, it was estimated that he could really fight hundreds of enemies!

When the red-eyed recruits heard this, they also sobered up a lot, and a few recruits who were about to rush up immediately slowed down their pace and waited for their companions to follow.

"Hehe, it's a bit of a brain to fight now, but it seems to be too late!"

The corners of Mo Ming's mouth raised an arc of evil energy, turned around and ran towards a flat-roofed hut more than two meters high on the edge of the playground, which was the room where equipment was stored on weekdays, covering an area of about twenty-five square meters.

Before the fight started, Mo Ming had already noticed this hut, and when the fight started, Mo Ming, who seemed to be running around, was actually slowly approaching this house, because he clearly realized that if he was made dumplings, he would not even have room to show his strengths.

"Don't let him go up to the roof!" Several recruits sensed Mo Ming's intentions and immediately shouted.

It's a pity that they reacted too late, with Mo Ming's running speed, they couldn't catch up at all, Mo Ming struggled to swing his arms and ran wildly towards the house, when he was close to the wall of the house, Mo Ming jumped up and quickly glared at the wall twice, helping him to jump high, holding the edge of the roof with both hands, and the waist and hands worked together, and the whole person moved upward.

On the roof, Mo Ming breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the recruits who ran like wolves, he hooked his hand and smiled provocatively: "Forget about bullying more and less, and plan to surround me, it's not fair to fight like this, hehe, now it's okay, if you have the ability, you can come up together, I'll wait for you here!" ”