Lu Lijun glanced at Liu Meng when he heard the sound, and said lightly: "Sure enough, it is a good material for martial arts training, no wonder your instructor wants to take it out and give it a look." ”

was praised by Lu Lijun with a little mockery, but Liu Meng didn't feel it, but tilted his head slightly to show a smug look.

Just as he was looking around proudly, he suddenly found Wang Lang and the three of them sitting a little far away, so he shouted and said, "Hey, the three of you are also here!" By the way, who of you will participate in the competition? ”

In response to Liu Meng's question, Wang Lang just smiled and said nothing, while Duan Dayong remained silent, only Qiu Zhao said with a little vigilance: "Why are you asking this?" We, the monks, will fight! ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the lot around him.

Looking at Qiu Zhao's vigilant appearance, Liu Meng grinned and said, "Brother, don't be so angry!" Anyway, we are also acquaintances who reported on the same day, no matter which of you plays, as long as you touch me, I will be merciful. ”

When Qiu Zhao heard this, he immediately felt unhappy, this sound like a friendship, but no matter how you listen to it, I feel uncomfortable, what does it mean to be merciful, are you so confident, and you are not afraid of saying big things and flashing your tongue, Qiu Zhao couldn't help but secretly slander in his heart.

Just as Qiu Zhao was about to refute, a cold voice sounded from the side, and Duan Dayong said expressionlessly: "There is no need for your subordinates to show mercy, just don't capsize the boat then." ”

This sentence went back to the past, which made Liu Meng, who was originally leisurely and complacent, change color immediately, and also made his sense of superiority in front of the three of them disappear.

Seeing that his face was pale, and when he was about to reply to the last two sentences, a voice like a broken gong sounded on the side again: "I said Lao Lu, how can your students have a virtue with you, but they learned to play tricks first if they didn't learn their skills well." The person who spoke was none other than Xu Chengye, the instructor of the seventh battalion.

"Your students are not bad, I didn't learn anything else, but I learned to pretend with you first." Lu Lijun sneered, and his words were soft and thorny.

"You...... Okay, you Lu Lijun, let's take a look at the test field, hum! After speaking, Xu Chengye shook his hand and turned around and left.

Seeing Xu Chengye walking away with Liu Meng with an angry face, Lu Lijun's expression turned from mockery to solemnity, and at the same time muttered to himself: "This Liu Meng is not easy to deal with!" ”

A small episode was revealed, and the other battalions arrived in place one after another, and a major officer who seemed to be presiding over the competition asked all the participants to enter the field for a draw of lots, and then began to fight in pairs for a knockout competition.

The competition is divided into five fields at the same time, and the winner will return to the waiting area to wait for orders, and the loser will be eliminated from the competition.

In the first round of the competition, the two people drawn from the eighth battalion were Gao Yong and another contestant, and the opponents were one of the fierce little men of the fifth battalion and the other was a thin and tall man from the sixth battalion.

In addition to an unknown soldier from the seventh battalion, the big man Liu Meng was also drawn in the first round.

At this time, Gao Yong, who was drawn out of the competition, was about to enter the arena, only to hear a cold voice say: "Don't embarrass the eighth battalion as soon as you come up." ”

Gao Yong looked back and saw that it was Duan Dayong who was sitting in the waiting area and waiting.

"Hmph, let's see, I'm going to let the first few battalions see as well, the eighth battalion is not muddy." As he spoke, Gao Yong glared at Duan Dayong, turned around and strode out.

The game soon began to be held in various venues, Gao Yong's game was a competition with the thin and tall man of the sixth battalion, and I saw that Gao Yong came up with a slash, directly slashing at the neck of the thin and tall man.

The thin and tall man is not bad, almost the same as Gao Yong's combat power, and it is almost close to the C-level combat power, seeing Gao Yong's slashing, he hurriedly dodged sideways, and then hit Gao Yong's jaw with an uppercut punch.

Gao Yong threw his head back, dodging the sharp uppercut, and at the same time swept a side kick directly to the waist of the lanky man. The tall and thin man hurriedly blocked with his right arm and protected the vital point before Gao Yong kicked him to the waist.

With a muffled "poof", the tall thin man was kicked away by Gao Yong and landed on the ground two meters away.

The tall and thin man stood in the distance and flicked his right arm a few times, apparently the pain and numbness of the arm that Gao Yong had blocked from the kick just now.

Gao Yong seemed to have been stimulated by Duan Dayong just now, so he kept holding his breath, and before the thin and tall man could fully stand on his feet, he rushed forward with another punch.

Seeing Gao Yong working so hard, the thin and tall man was also surprised, and immediately adjusted his breathing, and fought with Gao Yong again.

In fact, the two of them had equal combat strength, and they should have been equal, but Gao Yong held his breath, and when he attacked, he was desperate, which made the thin and tall man be pressed by Gao Yong's momentum as soon as he came up, and he was naturally three points weaker in the battle.

"Gao Yong, this kid really dares to fight, he is simply fighting for his life with others! Who is he gambling with? Qiu Zhao, who did not participate, sat in the viewing area of his battalion and said to Wang Lang, who also did not participate in the competition.

"Who do you think he's gambling with?" Wang Lang looked at the battles in the field and said with a smile.

"I guess Gao Yong must have been stimulated by Duan Dayong before he appeared, Gao Yong, this kid just can't be stimulated, and he will have to fight hard when he is provoked. By the way, when he fought with Duan Dayong that day, Xiao Jie also provoked him, saying that if you are really capable, you will compete in the recruit camp on the weekend, and you will compete with the seventh battalion, so why bother to play tricks in front of the newcomers. It is estimated that just that sentence is enough for Gao Yong to panic. When Qiu Zhao said this, he was happy in his heart, and felt that this Gao Yong loved face too much.

"This sentence is true, people who can't be provoked are actually angry with themselves." Wang Lang said and looked back at Qiu Zhao.

"If you want me to say that people who love face care too much about what others say, this life is really tiring......"

Qiu Zhao had just said half of what he had said, when he heard Wang Lang suddenly say, "Look, the winner has already been decided over there." ”

Qiu Zhao heard the prestige, but saw that it was Liu Meng of the seventh battalion who had already defeated the opponent, and he was showing off with his head held high at this time.

"Damn, this kid is really hard enough to win so quickly." Qiu Zhao looked at the table below as he spoke, and the game had just been played for one minute and fifty seconds.

But he didn't expect Wang Lang to say leisurely on the side: "It's not so much that Liu Meng is hard, it's better to say that the opponent is too weak." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, Qiu Zhao was stunned, although Liu Meng's opponent was not the strongest in that battalion, but it was really impossible to say that it was too weak.

Wang Lang, who found that he had some words missing, immediately corrected with a smile: "I mean that Liu Meng's opponent's battalion actually has a lot of good strength, but for some reason he chose a person who is not even C-level combat strength to fight, so it is too weak compared to Liu Meng." ”

"Oh? This means. Saying this, in fact, Qiu Zhao was still at a loss for what Wang Lang said just now.

"Don't talk about this, look, Gao Yong's side is about to decide the winner." Wang Lang motioned to Qiu Zhao to watch Gao Yong's game, and took the opportunity to tear away the topic just now.

Qiu Zhao looked at the sound and saw that Gao Yong was getting braver and braver, but the thin and tall man retreated and retreated, and finally accidentally was seized by Gao Yong and hit the field.

After the victory, Gao Yong first glanced in the direction of Duan Dayong, as if to say, Lao Tzu didn't lose the face of the eighth battalion, it's up to you below.

Then he turned his head to look at where Wang Lang, Qiu Zhao and Xiao Jie were sitting, and tapped his chest a few times, thus venting his grievances in the past few days.

Regarding Gao Yong's way of venting, Duan Dayong turned his face coldly and didn't see it, but Wang Lang's side, especially Xiao Jie, said with a smile: "It seems that this kid Gao Yong still remembers what I said that day!" What a face-loving guy. ”

After the first round of two people from each battalion participated in the competition, and then the second round began immediately, I saw Duan Dayong stand up from his seat and enter their respective venues with the fourth contestant from the eighth battalion, and Duan Dayong was fighting against a contestant from the seventh battalion.

I saw that Duan Dayong's opponent was slightly fat, but his height was about the same as that of ordinary people, but when he fought, he found that he was a person with the same combat power as Gao Yong.

Fortunately, Duan Dayong has always been calm, and after a fierce battle, he finally let the opponent use all his strength to surrender and admit defeat.

After a while, all the two rounds of the competition were over, and all the twenty fighters of the five battalions participating in the competition took part in the game.

After two rounds, there were still ten contestants left, and Wang Lang's eighth battalion was eliminated except for Duan Dayong and Gao Yong, who advanced.

In addition to the eighth battalion, the fifth and sixth battalions also advanced to two and eliminated two, and the most surprising thing was that the fourth battalion, which should have been the strongest, eliminated three people at once, and only one person advanced, and the seventh battalion became the biggest winner in the first two rounds.

"What's going on with this fourth battalion, three of them have been eliminated." Seeing the results, Qiu Zhao couldn't help but be surprised.

And Qiu Zhao saw that the player who was defeated by Liu Meng just now was a person from the fourth battalion.

"That's why I just said that there should be a lot of good players in the fourth camp, but I chose four weaker players, I don't know why." Wang Lang brought up the problem he had just discovered.

was mentioned by Wang Lang again, Qiu Zhao also felt suspicious, but he couldn't think of a reason.

At this moment, the broken gong voice sounded again from the viewing platform next door: "It seems that your eighth battalion is quite strong today!" After two rounds, two people made the cut, which made me impressed. ”

It was Xu Chengye, the instructor of the seventh battalion, who spoke, although he was praising the eighth battalion in his mouth, but looking at his expression, he was extremely proud, so he was obviously saying, although your eighth battalion is stronger than in the past, but three of our seventh battalion have been promoted.

Regarding Xu Chengye's tone of praise and disparagement, Lu Lijun, who was sitting at the front of the eighth battalion viewing area, didn't bother to pay attention to him, and just gave a thumbs up to Duan Dayong and Gao Yong, who were waiting for the third round of the competition in the war area, to show encouragement.

Seeing that Lu Lijun ignored him, Xu Chengye snorted coldly and said: "Hmph, your eighth battalion will also go to the third round, and it is even more difficult for me to think of the fourth round." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Lu Lijun turn around, look at Xu Chengye with contempt and said, "It's hard to say, maybe you can go to the final round!" ”

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