Hearing this, Wei Changfeng rolled his eyes several times, although this is the truth, but it is better to leave him some dreams!

He didn't want to be a small rice ball or a salted fish or anything.

"What the hell are you two sparring? Or is it chatting? Shen Cang's voice suddenly interjected.

One hand slapped on Wei Changfeng's shoulder, leaving a distinct mud handprint.

Wei Changfeng shook his shoulders in disgust, "Go and go, take away your dirty hands, don't touch my handsome face." ”

As he spoke, he was quite narcissistic and drew a section of his cheek with his hand.

But he forgot that his own hands were full of mud at this time.

And there are quite a few on the face.

After such an "improvement", it will undoubtedly take even more.

Shen Cang laughed very unkindly, leaning forward and closing back.

Wei Changfeng glanced at him, "What are you laughing at, you are not much better than me!" ”

Shen Cang nodded admittedly, with a pretended deep expression, "Indeed, we are half a catty." ”

Then he made a sincere suggestion to Xu Xia: "Little thing, how can you say that the two of us also have comrades with revolutionary friendship, you two want to come to doubles, why don't you add me again, let's join forces with the three musketeers, fight the invincible opponents all over the world, and abuse the others." ”

"And then satisfy your perverted mentality?" Xu Xia said without being salty or light.

Shen Cang blinked, "Little thing, do you know what the best and fastest way to build happiness is?" ”

Xu Xia smiled and replied, "Build your own happiness on the pain of your enemies." ”

Watching the enemy tremble is the greatest source of pleasure, isn't it?

Xu Xia hooked the corners of his lips, human nature, there are few good things.

She wasn't, and wasn't going to be.

Wei Changfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, "It's okay, the three musketeers are the three musketeers, although it's not very good, but as long as I don't fight against the big demon king, I'm still quite happy." ”

Xu Xia chuckled, did the Great Demon King say her?

She really just wants to be a good student who studies hard and makes progress every day.

And then every instruction of the instructor is carried out as perfectly as possible.

How did you become a big demon king?

She doesn't follow, she is wronged.

Fortunately, Wei Changfeng didn't have the ability to read minds, so he couldn't hear his rich inner activities, otherwise he would be half angry.

It's good that you're a good student, but why are we always the ones who suffer?!

After a brief conversation, the three of them began a ruthless harvesting and killing mode.

That's really a scene where a person blocks a person and a Buddha blocks a Buddha!

The fact that twelve people can enter Class Zero is enough to show that they are excellent.

The fighting results are also not comparable.

However, this is facing the desperate Saburo's style of play, and if he doesn't die, he has to take off his skin.

Who dares to be tough.

was also exploited, and all kinds of supergods tortured and killed.

Li Bingcheng was rolling eggs in the corners of his eyes while watching the battle with exquisite taste.

Suddenly, I felt that my future combat training could be changed to a big smash braw.

This is more exciting and can exercise their ability to adapt to changes.

Monotonous one-on-one, or many-to-many exercises, are actually only suitable for the beginning of the foundation.

In the back, the real strength of the students cannot be tested.

After all, those bells and whistles have always been the first thing to be eliminated.

In the hunting ground, fighting pays attention to three words - fast, accurate and ruthless.

Posture or something, it's really not that important.

Look, these "three", all kinds of bad moves, cheap tricks, endlessly.

Even Xu Xia, who looked at the most upright moves inside, also hid a hand of yin moves.

Therefore, the sea cannot be measured, and people cannot be disguised!

"Beep-"

The familiar whistle sounded, and the faint blood in Xu Xia's eyes faded, and he was the first to stop and stand up straight.

The chaotic scene finally returned to calm.

Li Bingcheng clapped his palms, "Your performance is very exciting, now come up first!" ”

Twelve climbed ashore as they were told.

Then I saw that the ground was densely packed with chalk and their names at some point.

"See them all! According to the above order, enter the wheel battle in turn, and score points according to the head. ”

"Look at strength, but also look at luck."

"I'll give you the right weight based on the order in which you play, as well as the odds of winning against your opponents."

"In the first group, Yang Luoyu vs. Qi Hao, you two can go down."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Changfeng's face turned a little dark, and his fists clenched unconsciously.

watched Yang Luoyu jump down neatly, not caring about splashing mud on his face at all.

As always, his face was as cold as ice.

Qi Hao also followed.

As the whistle sounded, the two fought.

The natural difference in physical fitness and body structure between men and women can be said to be insurmountable.

But the martial arts itself is only used when the war reaches the end of the mountain, either you die or I die.

At such times, there is no time to care about dignity and identity.

Not to mention the gender gap.

Naturally, he uses everything he can use as an effective weapon, whether it is the body parts or even the mud all over the ground.

Yang Luoyu's path is the same as herself, seeking progress in stability, the defense is not leaky, and at the same time, every attack is thunderous, not giving the opponent any respite.

Qi Hao's is more violent, giving full play to his advantages from the beginning, standing on the upper hand, and winning quickly.

One is stable, the other is fierce, and the sparring is naturally intense and full of sight.

Wei Changfeng played with the chalk head in his hand and sat down with great interest, with a faint light and shadow floating in his eyes.

"Do you think Sister Yu can win?" Lu Guan secretly approached Wei Changfeng's side and asked in a low voice.

Wei Changfeng stared nervously at the two people who came and went in the venue, and a thin layer of sweat had unconsciously accumulated in his clenched palms.

"Of course Sister Yu wins!" Han Panpan, who was silent, spoke, his eyes were deep and clear.

Wei Changfeng glanced at him obscurely, and nodded, "Although the rat's skills are good, but in the end she is a little impatient, the most powerful thing about our fighting queen is not her skills or strength, her only nirvana is observation." ”

As long as you can find the flaws in the opponent's movements, the outcome can be decided.

It's not about the strength or skill of either side.

Winning or losing is always in the hands of someone who can look at the big picture and make judgments.

Because, they can turn their weaknesses into advantages, and they can also open gaps in the opponent's strengths and break them with one blow.

And Yang Luoyu is obviously much stronger than Qi Hao at this point.

Time passed minute by minute, and the battle was also white-hot, Wei Changfeng's eyes were almost red and he didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing something.

"Bang-" sounded.

Qi Hao slammed down, Yang Luoyu's slender fingers locked Qi Hao's throat, and his tone was light, "I won." ”

(To be continued)