The weapons of the two were holding each other in the air, Sun Youwei was red-faced and holding the cross spear to resist Chen Feng's right-handed sword, if Chen Feng stabbed him anywhere in his body, then he would lose this competition, which he could not accept.

Chen Feng gave up the sword in his left hand, pressed his left hand on his right hand, and tried to break through Sun Youwei's defense with both hands, he really wanted to win.

As a result, both of them ran out of strength, Chen Feng still couldn't let the sword in his hand continue to stab, and after exhausting his strength, he turned over, and picked up the sword that landed with his left foot, and caught it firmly with his left hand, ready to carry out the next wave of attacks.

"Stop! Call it a day. Sun Youwei saw that Chen Feng was still going to fight, so he hurriedly put the cross spear behind him and shook his head, he didn't want to fight anymore.

Just now, it seemed that the two were evenly matched, and neither of their weapons could get close to each other, and in the end, they exhausted their strength together, but Sun Youwei knew that it was actually Chen Feng who was slightly superior.

After receiving Chen Feng's increasing attacks, Sun Youwei's hands gradually accumulated fatigue, and he was able to block Chen Feng's last attack with all his strength, and now his two hands were still trembling, and he deliberately put his hands behind his back in order not to be discovered.

So seeing Chen Feng's eagerness to try, Sun Youwei immediately terminated the competition, if he continued to fight, Sun Youwei would not have the confidence to accept Chen Feng's attack again, in that case it would be too embarrassing.

"Well, thanks for the advice!" Chen Feng retracted his double swords with a lingering mind, recalling the soft sword moves that he had not been able to fully perform, and he played the sword shadow to think about how he could improve it.

Zheng Zhirong saw that the two of them had finished the competition, lifted his sword and jumped in front of Sun Youwei, but he had been waiting next to him for a long time, holding his sword and clasping his fists and saluting Sun Youwei: "Team Leader Sun, it's my turn next, please don't hesitate to give advice." ”

Sun Youwei regretted very much that he had taken the initiative to ask to train with these team members, and he felt that he was not easy to mess with when he saw them fighting each other, but he still couldn't help but itch his hands and said that he wanted to compete.

As a result, the words he said were like water spilled, and he couldn't get it back, and now Sun Youwei can't regret it.

Hard-headed, Sun Youwei fought with Zheng Zhirong again, Zheng Zhirong got all the true inheritances of Teacher Lang Ba, he has a set of martial arts skills, and the blessing of Guiyi's internal strength, his personal combat effectiveness is stronger than Chen Feng.

The sword in Zheng Zhirong's hand has changed endlessly, close to Sun Youwei's wanton onslaught, even if the unification method he practiced is still far from the master, it is far better than Sun Youwei, who does not even have internal strength.

Sun Youwei made the cross spear not suitable for hand-to-hand combat, and he was almost knocked to the ground by Zheng Zhirong without noticing it for a while, and struggled desperately to get a glimmer of life, and even the cross spear was gone, and he retreated far away and gasped.

Zheng Zhirong didn't continue to step forward, it was already obvious who lost and who won, if he continued to provoke Sun Youwei and let him monitor himself more carefully, it would be worth the loss.

Zheng Zhirong pretended to be too strong and his body couldn't bear it, and slowly squatted on the ground, and also threw the sword aside: "Team Leader Sun is amazing, I can dodge this blow with all my skills, just now I overdrew my body, and I couldn't fight anymore because of the pain all over my body." ”

Sun Youwei seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and hurriedly nodded in agreement: "That's right, that's right, since Zhirong is unwell, let's end it like this, don't fight." ”

finally terminated the competition with Zheng Zhirong, Sun Youwei's nightmare was not over yet, Nangong Mengdie quietly walked in front of him, boomerang hovering up and down in his hand, ready to start a new competition.

"Wait a minute, I've had two games in a row, so let me take a breath." Sun Youwei didn't dare to hold on, admitting that he was not strong enough to continue to rest.

Nangong Mengdie raised her eyebrows slightly, not caring about Sun Youwei's attempt to delay time, "When Team Leader Sun is rested, we will compare again." ”

I can't say no yet! Sun Youwei wanted to cry without tears, these team members were more perverted than the other, and he was afraid that after a while, Nangong Mengdie would use something he had never seen before.

Sun Youwei sat on the ground and rested for a full ten minutes, and then he was really embarrassed to pretend under the gaze of Nangong Mengdie, and picked up the cross spear again and said that he could fight.

"Then Team Leader Sun is careful!" Nangong Mengdie threw out all the three boomerangs in his hand, and rushed towards Sun Youwei with his bare hands.

In the observation a few days ago, Sun Youwei paid the most attention to Nangong Mengdie's training, not only because Nangong Mengdie was a big beauty, but also because the martial arts she displayed were unique and different from others.

As soon as he fought Sun Youwei, he realized the horror of it, and the three boomerangs were always under the control of Nangong Mengdie, aiming at their own vital points and constantly attacking, forcing themselves to always pay attention to defense, and the attack was greatly reduced.

Moreover, Nangong Mengdie's leg skills are abnormal, and her legs are flying and her moves are fatal, Sun Youwei feels that he is fighting with two people at the same time, and the cross spear in his hand is almost too busy.

What frightened Sun Youwei the most was that after the counterattack he finally launched was blocked by Nangong Mengdie, it also fueled the offensive you just bought, making her more powerful in the next attack.

Sun Youwei couldn't break free from Nangong Mengdie's control at all, the retreat behind him was blocked by a boomerang, as long as he dared to retreat, he would inevitably be hit in the back by a boomerang first, and there were two brave and powerful long legs in front of him, he felt that he would be defeated if he couldn't last long.

Fortunately, Nangong Mengdie and Zheng Zhirong thought the same, they didn't need to provoke Sun Youwei at the moment, and deliberately sold a flaw after gaining the upper hand, pretending not to catch the boomerang well, so that the three boomerang almost collided together, and the speed slowed down.

Sun Youwei, as a general pilot and several years of war experience in the Southwest Military Region, immediately caught Nangong Mengdie's mistake, and the cross spear lightning attacked, knocking all three boomerang to the ground.

Without the help of the boomerang, Nangong Mengdie used a pair of meat legs that were difficult to compare with the cross spear made of steel, and instantly fell into the downwind and was stuck to Sun Youwei and retreated.

When Nangong Mengdie retreated from the center of the training ground to the corner, she was finally forced to stop retreating, and took off into the air and kicked the head of the cross spear in Sun Youwei's hand.

Sun Youwei was taking advantage of the victory to pursue, and suddenly was kicked by Nangong Mengdie, and he felt a huge force coming from the head of the gun, and his hands felt as if they were electrocuted.

As if his hands were about to be scorched when he grabbed the cross spear again, Sun Youwei hurriedly let go of the cross spear and stopped the pursuit of Nangong Mengdie.

Nangong Mengdie fell to the ground, and said softly while standing on tiptoe: "Thank you Team Leader Sun for your mercy, it seems that my kung fu is not proficient enough." ”