"I said, Xie Heilong, you just bring something up? I'm not asking you to cook. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Seeing Xie Heilong holding a kitchen knife in one hand and an iron pot in the other, Uncle Li felt a bitter smile in his heart.

Uncle Li deliberately asked Xie Heilong to go up, just to see his abilities in other aspects.

But when I thought about it, I didn't even play yet, so I gave myself a big 'surprise'.

"Haha, the kitchen knife is a powerful weapon."

The other fighters of Team C couldn't help but laugh when they saw Xie Heilong's weird appearance.

Although everyone knows that no matter where Xie Heilong goes, he always carries an iron pot and a kitchen knife with him.

Given that he's a chef, it's not surprising.

But no one thought that Xie Heilong would use these two cooking tools as combat weapons.

"These two guys, although they don't look good, but I'm used to it, and it feels pretty good."

Xie Heilong smiled faintly, walked out of the team, and went straight to the fighting arena.

Seeing Xie Heilong carrying cooking tools and looking confident, everyone felt a little confused.

"This little guy is really incomprehensible."

Uncle Li watched Xie Heilong walk to the fighting arena and smiled helplessly.

"The kitchen knives are already on the field, what are you still grinding?"

Seeing that the others hadn't moved, Uncle Li turned around and shouted.

The people of Team C, who were still in a daze, were called back to their senses by Uncle Li.

Immediately, Ling Feng, Lan Xue, and Hua Yanzhi, the three veteran group A leaders, walked out of the team and went straight to the fighting arena.

This building of several thousand square meters is flanked by training rooms, which are arranged on the first and second floors.

There is an indoor training ground of eight or nine hundred square meters in the middle, there is no distinction between one and two floors, the whole is connected, covered with a glass ceiling, and there is an observation cline in the middle.

Below the jump, there is a 10-meter-long and wide fighting arena.

Three squadron rest areas and hops, just spread out on all sides of the arena.

At this moment, Xie Heilong and the others gathered between the rest area of Team C and the fighting arena, and the players' seats set up for the participants were waiting for the start of the game.

"What the hell is that private holding in his hand? If I'm not mistaken, it's probably the iron pot in the kitchen. ”

"These three privates are stranger than the other, I really admire the commander of Team C, where did they find Godmen."

……

was just startled by Private Liu Daxiong, and a private who used a pot as a weapon popped up.

Those soldiers who watched the battle felt that their brains were a little insufficient.

A few minutes later, all the participants entered the venue.

"Fellow fighters, the rules of the competition have been handed over to your commander, I will not repeat them, I will only state two points. First, no matter what the reason, if you fall off the fighting ring, you will be judged to be eliminated; The second point is that other positions are free to attack, but they are not allowed to attack the vital points, so let's get started. ”

After the S-class fighters of the brigade finished speaking, they floated directly to the edge of the fighting arena.

Although he didn't really float forward, he walked with a strange pace.

Looking at the movement, but it didn't seem to move, and when he looked closely, he had already walked far away.

Blame! It's weird! It's confusing.

As soon as the S-class fighters stood still, a fighter stepped out of Team A and easily jumped onto the two-meter-high fighting arena.

"I'll take the lead, comrades from the three squadrons, which one has come up and made a move?"

Although he said that everyone was talking about it, the fighters of Team A kept their eyes on Team C.

"This guy is provoking us, probably trying to avenge their captain. But speaking of which, the punch of the iron pot is really a bit ruthless, haha. ”

Lan Xue recalled the scene where Liu Daxiong punched Lao Lin away, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Since he's so badly beaten, I'll go take the lead and play with him first."

Hua Yanzhi is the most unaccustomed to this kind of troublemaker.

With a slight leap, he stepped onto the fighting arena and looked at the A-team fighters opposite him with disdain.

"Two fighters, get ready for a fight."

The S-class warrior ordered.

"Whoa, whoa"

Hua Yanzhi and the fighters of Team A opposite pulled out their weapons from their waists at the same time, walked to a distance of two meters and stood still, assuming a fighting posture.

Hua Yanzhi is a half-foot short dagger, and the soldiers of Team A are one-foot military thorns.

The shape of the weapons in the hands of the two men, unlike the existing military knives, was specially made according to their own habits.

Start

With the password of the S-class warrior, the A-team fighters, who had long been impatient, shot first.

Two steps close to Hua Yanzhi's body, the upper body is slightly oblique, the left hand is defensive, and the right hand is stabbed straight to Hua Yanzhi's chest.

The military spur is half a foot longer than the short dagger, which is the advantage of the fighters of Team A.

The short dagger is good at close-fitting, and the distance is not enough, so the rhetoric can only dodge.

Replace the two-foot horse step with the unicorn step, deflect sideways, and shift the center of gravity sideways.

"Huh"

The thorns of the army passed by,

One hit missed, and the fighters of Team A immediately changed the stab to split.

Hua Yanzhi changed his pace and dodged sideways, waiting for the time when the military thorn force was old and the new force was not born.

Taking advantage of the change of tactics of the soldiers of Team A, Hua Yanzhi rushed forward.

The left shoulder hits the right forearm of the stab, and the short dagger goes straight to the abdomen of the soldier of Team A.

Although the military thorn is long, the strength is all at the tip of the thorn, and the strength of the arm is obviously insufficient.

Before the military spur could be chopped down, the arm holding the military spur was hit, and the whole action collapsed directly.

The fighters of Team A saw that the dagger was getting closer and closer to their abdomen, and in desperation, they could only give up the attack.

Defend, dodge, be fast!

The fighters of Team A forcibly pulled the upper body of the forward-rushing forward, and the whole person fell to the right.

Roll on your side!

Although the action was very indecent and embarrassing, fortunately he dodged the deadly dagger.

After rolling several times in a row to reach a safe distance, the fighters of Team A bounced up and maintained a defensive stance.

"Knock knock—"

My heart was beating wildly, and I was in a cold sweat.

One inch is short, one inch is dangerous, between short soldiers, the move is deadly, and there is no showmanship at all.

In just two seconds, the fighters of Team A were almost hit, and a bad feeling rose in their hearts.

"This guy is a bit powerful, it looks like he needs to be careful."

The soldiers of Team A stared nervously at Hua Yanzhi, secretly guarding themselves.

"Cut, it's very powerful to call, I didn't expect the combat power to be so commonplace."

Hua Yanzhi said secretly and strode forward.

has figured out the strength of the opponent, and Hua Yanzhi doesn't want to waste time, after all, this is the format of the round battle, and physical strength is very important.

Seeing the rhetoric coming, the fighters of Team A defended in an all-round way.

The military stab retracted, the chest was protected in the center, and the knife in the left hand was horizontal.

Hua Yanzhi grinned and accelerated again.

Speed, fight speed to win.

The military spur is originally a melee weapon that eats speed, and it can suppress the enemy with fast reaction, fast movement, and fast hand speed.

Once he encounters a personal soldier, a personal dagger that is faster than him.

Failure, it's only a matter of time.

Hua Yanzhi was one meter closer, and the defending A team fighters had to shoot.

The military stab quickly stabbed forward, vainly trying to force back the flowers.

However, the speed of the fighters of Team A can't keep up with the rhetoric at all.

Insert sideways, easily dodge the military spurs, exert force on the soles of the feet, and the body explodes forward.

Hua Yanzhi slapped and pulled his left hand, directly buckling the joint of the right hand of the soldier of Team A.

"Whoosh"

The short dagger that swung rapidly, with the sound of the wind in a hurry, suddenly stopped in front of the neck of the soldier of Team A. (To be continued.) )