Chapter 5: 'Arhats' in the Army!
"Looks like we've all been fooled! Assessing Team B is assessing Team B, why do you want to punish us by changing the law? ”
Ye Xiuwen stroked his nose and put the book in his pocket on the hood of the car.
And Luo Han was also undressing, and said angrily: "This is the style of the old wolf, he is afraid that the two of us will keep our hands, so he put such a scene!" ”
Rohan also took off his hat and set it aside.
"Hmph, when Lao Tzu can beat him one day, he must let him test Team B often,...... No, it's ,...... every day."
Ye Xiuwen and Luo Han looked at each other and smiled, and the two of them stood in the front.
This is a tactic, the person behind you is weak, if you are in front, I am afraid that you will have to be completely wiped out by the opponent if you don't get the first round.
And by that time, more than forty B-level potential players rushed over, and even the two of them were probably only deflated.
These people are all elites in the army, and I don't know how many times they have been screened.
None of them are soft, none of them are bad, and none of them will keep their hands in this situation.
And each of them has more combat power than ordinary soldiers, twenty times more powerful!
"Kill! ......”
In vain, the members of Team B let out an angry roar and rushed towards Ye Xiuwen and Luo Han in a three-three formation.
And the advantage of this formation is that with three against one, three people can shoot at the same time without hindering other teammates.
This is not a game character, and you can also penetrate teammates with your moves.
And at this time, if a teammate penetrates, it will definitely be the teammate who will lie down first!
"Smack! ......”
The first thing Ye Xiuwen faced was a big tall man, this kid had a fight with the height of the old wolf, his fists were mighty, and he hit with a whirring wind.
But the most terrifying thing is not his fists, but on either side of this B-class player, there are two teammates who are eyeing each other.
Ye Xiuwen just glanced at it, and then responded, he made a move, but he didn't block, but grabbed the opponent's fist, and when the other two feet kicked him, he had already pulled the punching B team member over.
Moreover, don't look at Ye Xiuwen is half a head shorter than the other party, but his strength is not small, with the help of the other party's strength, he took a belt in his arms, and the big B team member was dragged over by him, and one fell over the shoulder and left behind.
At the same time, the other two also arrived with their feet, but they almost lost their balance due to a miscalculation of the distance.
Ye Xiuwen patted lightly, the feet kicked out by the two fell to the ground, and they leaned forward, and at this moment, Ye Xiuwen's fist arrived again.
The two iron fists, equally powerful, hit the opponent's lower abdomen hard, beating the two members of Team B until they retched. Then he pressed on the backs of the two people, and these two were people, and they fell to the ground in pain.
At this time, Ye Xiuwen turned to attack others, and the three people he knocked down were taken care of by the eight members of Team C behind him.
The three B team members, before they could get up, were hit with punches and kicks like raindrops, and they didn't even have a chance to fight back.
And the Luohan side is the same, and it seems to be more calm.
Luohan, a lay disciple of Shaolin, practiced the golden bell jar, and there were not many people who could move him in the army, so it was precisely because of this that he got the nickname 'Luohan'.
So, as soon as he made a move, he was faster than Ye Xiuwen, and in just three or two strokes, eight people were knocked down by him!
"It seems that these people are still a little worse!" Seeing this, the old wolf shook his head.