Of course, it is not against the harmony, it is the starting style of Master Huang, the master of Foshan martial arts, Lang Fat has grown up under the influence of this kind of stills since he was a child.

Properly imposing.

Of course, it doesn't necessarily matter if there is attack power or not.

Liu Lang is not stupid, although he is proficient in Bajiquan, but he practices more in the military camp is the skill of killing with one blow, locking the throat and kicking the crotch, the kind that can quickly control the enemy to death, if it is compared to fists and feet, he dares to guarantee, not to mention the world, just the 29th Army, he is absolutely NO.1.

But if you open the posture and compare the knife skills with this one, it depends on who has more white spots on his body, then he is likely to be beaten by this one and he doesn't know him, and people play this professionally!

If you don't want to lose, Lang Pang can naturally only give full play to his own characteristics.

The only thing that's okay for him now is that he has the strength to do it, especially after breaking through his first limit last night and getting enough deep sleep, he feels like the strength he once had has returned two points.

Therefore, the big wooden stick has become his best choice, the so-called starting style, it is just a trick to bluff people, just like meeting the Japanese army Shaozo who is a martial arts master on the battlefield, Liu Lang dealt with him, with a completely engraved battle consciousness in the soul, and, we have enough strength.

As a result, Chi Dakui not only couldn't laugh soon, but also cried.

Lang fat is two tricks, turn over and over, sweep, smash! The big wooden stick of more than forty catties swept over with the sound of the wind, not to mention blocking it with a wooden knife of seven or eight catties, even if he had a huge shield in his hand, Chi Dakui also felt that he would be stoned to death.

If you can't block it, you can only dodge, Chi Dakui's steps are very flexible, and after a few wrong steps in a row, he dodged Lang Fat's attack range, and then, Lang Fat waited for him with a stick, waiting for him to come back with a knife, and if he didn't come back, he continued to wait。。。。。。

Chi Dakui was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood, after all, it was him who retreated, could it be that he kept hiding? He could only jump into the war group again, planning to wait for the opportunity to wait for the fat man to be tired and deceive him to remember the cruelty.

Chi Dakui, who had this expectation, was like a lone wolf meeting an elephant, baring his fangs and going up, and as soon as the elephant's nose hit him, the lone wolf jumped away and ran away.

This has been repeated several times, and even the lieutenant general of the army can't stand it:

"Can you change your dog's day?"

Okay! Lang Fat is very face-saving for the lieutenant general, and he changes his sweep to smash, so he can't stop it, he is really smashed, let alone being a captain, his life is gone.

Chi Dakui's footsteps flashed, and his body was like a wind in the continuous attack of the giant stick, which made people breathtaking, this is also Chief Instructor Chi! If it were someone else, he would have been smashed by Captain Liu with a stick and hemorrhed!

It's just that this exclamation doesn't seem to be quite right! Maybe at the beginning, Liu Lang relied on the advantages of "weapons" to gain the upper hand, but everyone knew that it wouldn't be long before he would get tired with a big guy wielding forty or fifty pounds, and it would be time for him to be unlucky, but now。。。。。。

It seems that Chief Instructor Chi is sweating profusely, but Captain Liu 。。。。。。

All right! He seemed to be sweating too, even with a big stick and waving like a windmill.

Chi Dakui jumped away, he didn't move, as long as he entered the attack range, his head was a stick, and until now, the knife that Chief Instructor Chi was proud of seemed to have not come out!

Hair out! The result of the knife is to smash people with knives together.

Chi Dakui now finally knows what kind of pervert he has met.

No wonder this thing can pick up the entire military guard battalion! This strength alone is already comparable to very many people.

If you punch him, he may be fine, but if you slap him back, he may be dizzy for a long time, this special mother's talent is talent, talent in martial arts.

The strength is not enough, but Chi Dakui, who was attacked by him, knows that the most terrifying thing is not this, but the opponent's sense of battle, and the place where his eyes are looking is the position where he intends to hide next, which makes Chi Dakui have no chance to get close at all, and all dodges are still more than two meters away from him.

Perhaps from the very beginning, he had already entered Liu Lang's fighting rhythm, and the reason why the opponent did not chase and fight fiercely was not because of lack of strength, but because he wanted to save face.

From the moment Liu Lang went to choose a weapon, he had actually lost, if he really only took a knife, maybe there was a chance to fight, and when Chi Dakui finally figured out this point that made him extremely frustrated, the two sides had already come and go, and you beat me and hid for at least 2 minutes.

The morning in the north was very cold, but the two big men were sweating, and white water vapor rose from their heads when they took off their military hats, which showed that the strength of the two was really not small.

"I lost!" Chi Dakui's face was ugly, but he took the initiative to jump out of the battle group again and took a breath and said.

"Oops! I've been waiting for your words, and my arms are cramping. Liu Lang was also relieved, put the big stick on the ground, and gasped for breath.

This is not Liu Lang's pretend, he is not a perpetual motion machine, and the continuous wielding of dozens of pounds of big sticks really makes him choke enough, and a pair of arms are almost not his.

However, this is also a competition in the army, if he is really on the battlefield and does not solve the battle in 20 seconds, he would have already wanted to kill the opponent with other tricks, how can he always be so stupid to carry this big guy to dance windmill.

Of course, Chi Dakui is also strong enough, under such a level of attack, he can still dodge so quickly, and in terms of strength, he is definitely above the Japanese Shaozo he met two days ago.

"How! Instructor Chi, in front of the division, we can say before, no matter whether you win or lose, you are the vice captain of my death team, don't play Laiha! Liu Lang, who was out of breath, threw away his stick, took a few steps forward, and stretched out his hand to Chi Dakui, who was a little lost, with a smile.

The lieutenant general and the major general who were watching the battle over there looked at each other, but they didn't speak, although no one said this, but it was to protect their face and Chi Dakui's.

If the more than 200 people who stood neatly knew that Chi Dakui was here to compete for the captain, then the face of the master would be embarrassed today.

Fat and talking.

"I lost this game, but I didn't lose in 。。。。。。" Chi Dakui is not stupid, when Jean understands Liu Lang's kindness, he stretches out his hand after a little hesitation.

It's just that I'm still a little unconvinced about the sword skills that I am proud of, or the unclear loss of the strongest combat skill of the master.

Unexpectedly, Liu Lang was much more familiar than him, holding his hand, not to mention it, he put his hand on his shoulder, and laughed:

"You know, when it comes to swordsmanship, I'm not as good as you, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten such a big guy to deal with you.

If you take the real guy on the battlefield and cut off this broken pine stick in a few strokes, I still have the majesty I just had. ”

Give face, too much to give face!

Chi Dakui's favorability towards Liu Lang is a gradual rise.

"But!" Liu Lang blinked and said with a smile: "Do you know what I'm going to do with you?" ”

Chi Dakui was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but be a little curious:

"What to do? Don't tell me to use a gun. ”

"With a gun, of course that's the beginning, if you really want to fight with a white knuckle, it's actually not difficult!" Lang Fat looked at the lieutenant general who was also a little curious:

"Give us a treasure knife, if you break your knife, everything will be easy to say."

。。。。。。

Holy shit, this damn can knock on the side, and the corners of the lieutenant general's mouth twitched.