The other two first-class non-commissioned officers were not stupid at all after seeing Wu Aihua's performance, no one expected their prey to be so ferocious. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing Wu Aihua walking towards this side with a saber in his hand, the two of them threw their sabers out one after another, shouting: "Here you go, don't hurt us, please!" ”

Wu Aihua picked up the saber and yelled at the two: "Get out!" ”

The two of them dared to hesitate for the slightest, and turned around and fled from the ground after struggling to get up.

"Hey, wait for me, help me!" Squad Leader Mao cried out in pain while holding his severed hand, and quickly left with the support of his companions.

I don't know if Wu Aihua was thirsty or if he found Li An and the three of them early in the morning, and coincidentally walked in the direction where Li An's three people were. Witnessing this guy's murderous methods, seeing him coming, Tian Qi and Shi instinctively pulled out their sabers to defend, and Li An hurriedly reached out and held down the two.

This movement will inevitably make a sound, no matter how faint it is, it will still be heard by Wu Aihua, and the footsteps will stop.

With the tip of his eyebrows raised, Wu Aihua spoke: "Come out." As he spoke, he held his saber and stared coldly at the bushes, and if he didn't come out again, he would throw the saber out as a flying knife, and he was afraid that he would see blood at that time.

Li An motioned for Tian Qi and Shi to hide there and not move, and he jumped out.

Seeing Li An, Wu Aihua's eyebrows tightened, but there was a rush of excitement in his eyes, and he couldn't help but shout: "You are Li An, Zhang Dahu's soldiers?" ”

Li An was a little surprised that the other party would know something about himself.

Wu Aihua smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, shook his hand and threw the saber in his hand.

"Puff, puff, puff." The three sabers he had just captured and his original saber were tied in a row on the ground.

"If you can defeat me, these knives will all be yours." Wu Aihua stared at Li An and said.

Li An felt the strong fighting intent emanating from Wu Aihua's body, like a prey that had been hungry for a long time finally hit the food that could satisfy his stomach, and even his eyes emitted green light.

Why is this guy so interested in me?

Li An couldn't figure it out in his heart, but he threw his saber out with his hand, stabbed it in a row with the saber thrown by Wu Aihua, and said in his mouth: "Defeat me, these knives are yours." ”

"Refreshing!" Wu Aihua shouted excitedly, then kicked hard with both feet, jumped up, stepped over the row of sabers and kicked at Li An.

The lightning kick, as fast as lightning, hit Ang Lee's vital point.

Li An took a sharp breath, and the musculoskeletal bones of his body instantly swelled, and the qi and blood in his body flowed rapidly, spurting out from the open pores, blowing his clothes slightly.

At this moment, the heat of Li An's body soared, and his face became red because of the tumbling of qi and blood, as if he had been scalded by boiling water, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Once a person is struck by lightning, eighty percent of them will be scorched to death, but Ang Lee stood there without any intention of dodging.

The moment Wu Aiguo's body crossed the row of sabers, Li An's body shrank back slightly, and then rushed forward like a cheetah.

"Bang!" A hard impact sounded, and then the two figures staggered, and Li An and Wu Aiguo switched positions.

The two were back to back, but the winner had already been divided.

I saw a clear footprint on Ang Lee's left arm, but he was not injured.

On the other hand, Wu Aihua kicked Li An's left arm with his right foot, and he couldn't help trembling slightly when he stood there at this time, and there was a touch of red on his neck, and a cold sweat broke out on his body.

At the moment when the two fought, he felt the heavy killing intent emanating from Ang Lee's body, and when he felt this killing intent, it meant that he had been defeated.

Reaching out and wiping it against the burning pain of his neck, it was a blessing that he could still breathe.

Ang Li's subordinates showed mercy, otherwise Wu Aihua would not be alive.

His throat moved up and down, and after swallowing his saliva angrily, Wu Aihua regained a trace of composure and reluctantly said, "I lost." ”

Li An turned to face Wu Aihua, and after slowly exhaling a breath, the tumbling qi and blood in his body gradually calmed down, and the swollen muscles and bones also returned to normal.

"Do you know why you're losing?" Ang Lee asked suddenly.

Wu Aihua's face was slightly stunned, and then he asked, "Why?" ”

"Because the kung fu we practice is fundamentally different, you practice fighting skills, while I practice killing skills!" Ang Lee replied.

"Fighting skills? Killing skills? Wu Aihua frowned, completely unable to comprehend the difference between these two attack techniques.

"Let's go. When you comprehend the difference between these two techniques, your strength will naturally increase greatly. Ang Lee said.

Wu Aihua's brows furrowed even tighter, but his body looked stiff, and after a while, he came to his senses and exhaled and said, "Thank you, we will see you again." As soon as the words fell, he raised his feet and walked forward, without looking back, but his belief in growth became stronger and stronger.

Wu Aihua's strength can be ranked even if it is thrown in the special forces, but he lost to Ang Lee, and only used one move.

If you are careful, you will see that Li An's clothes have been soaked with sweat, and it has consumed too much of his energy just now. It took him almost all of his energy to control his desire to kill, and this control cost him almost all of his energy.

It is easy to break out the killing intent in the body, but it is several times more difficult to control the killing intent in the body, which is why Ang Lee is a little tired.

After breaking up with Li An, Wu Aihua walked out of the competition area and took the initiative to withdraw from the competition, because the first person to be eliminated from the field was completely unexpected by everyone, especially the major officer who accompanied him to this team, Zhang Bing.

The first time he saw Wu Aihua coming out of the arena, Zhang Bing realized that his spirit had been hit hard, and it could be said that it was a miracle that he was alive.

However, Zhang Bing did not ask Wu Aihua what happened in the competition area, but waited for him to say it himself.

Wu Aihua sat motionless next to Zhang Bing, constantly replaying the scene when he had just fought with Li Bing and the brief words of Li Ang when he was separated, until it was dark before he looked up at Zhang Bing.

"Uncle Zhang." Wu Aihua opened his mouth and shouted.

Hearing this cry, Zhang Bing's hanging heart fell to the ground, knowing that Wu Aihua had come out of the mental trauma.

"I'm here." Zhang Bing replied softly.

"What is a killing technique?" Wu Aihua asked.

Zhang Bing's brows tightened, his eyes stared at Wu Aihua and asked, "Why are you asking this question?" ”

Wu Aihua smiled bitterly and said, "I met that kid, and I even fought with him." One move, just one move and I lost to him. ”

"Killing skills, so that kid practices killing skills?" Zhang Bing asked with some surprise.

Wu Aihua nodded vigorously.