According to what she knew about the master, he wouldn't just send the 'rookies' in front of him!

If the twelve people could hear Fang Bingqing's inner words at this time, they would definitely be so angry that they vomited blood at the platoon station.

Rookie?

Are you kidding?!

Have they won awards in some major domestic competitions?

Could it be that the black belt around the waist is bluffing?

The answer, of course, is no.

…

Fang Bingqing would think that these were not because she thought very highly of herself.

In the past ten years, although she has learned taekwondo seriously with her master and reached the current Black Duan Sipin, this is just an aid for her to learn other martial arts and grappling and other items.

From the very beginning, she underwent the most brutal and rigorous training.

These trainings are in no way inferior to those of the special forces.

Comprehensive.

Flexible.

Sharp.

Ruthless.

For a long time, she had sandbags tied to her legs and rocks in her school bag.

For a long time, she and her master were practicing with real guys, and when they saw blood, they could be considered to have passed.

Punch the stake with a fist.

Abandoned to the forest to live alone for a week.

Practice armed swimming in the snow...

She'd experienced all of this before.

Many, many years later, people who have fought with Fang Bingqing are still lamenting that there is such a woman in the world.

It can be pure and smart, it can be enchanting and charming, or it can be ruthless and decisive.

Some people say that Fang Bingqing was born with excellent bones and is a good seedling for martial arts.

Some people also say that this is just a strict teacher and a high apprentice.

But Fang Bingqing knows very well that the most important thing is that she always has the belief that she wants to become stronger in her heart.

Become strong and protect the mother who lost her husband.

Become strong and protect yourself who has lost her father.

Become strong and protect many, many people who need to be protected.

Be strong enough to have the power to remove sin for more good.

…

Knowing this, it is not surprising that Fang Bingqing can win a big victory in the face of a few people who are just practicing martial arts and defending themselves and fighting with decent competition routines.

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Take a gentle step and concentrate your attention to the extreme.

As he scanned every hidden place, he searched for everything around him that could be used as a weapon.

Cross the small bridge and walk to the rockery.

Fang Bingqing's already extremely light steps stopped directly at this moment.

The dark eyes were as calm as water, but they were a little darker than usual.

"I've been hiding for so long, aren't you ready to come out?"

Fang Bingqing threw this sentence into the air, but did not get any response.

It's as if time has stood still.

It feels like Fang Bingqing has made a wrong judgment - the real fact is that this rockery is ordinary, and there is no one hiding behind it.

But Fang Bingqing still stood up very firmly.

The tall figure has always maintained the same movement, and has never changed for more than half a minute.

Tens of seconds later.

Behind the rockery, a bright soft knife suddenly flashed, and the sharp blade stabbed straight at Fang Bingqing's eyebrows.

Saying that it was too late, Fang Bingqing dodged the blow with a twist and dexterity.

Before his body could settle down, and his eyes had not yet swept the face of the 'enemy', the man slashed the soft knife horizontally with another wave of his arm.

Fang Bingqing flew over the boulder on the side, jumped into the air, and narrowly avoided it.

But the man's speed was surprisingly fast, and the knife technique was also very sharp and tricky.

Without giving the slightest respite, he quickly flicked a few swords with both hands and attacked straight towards Fang Bingqing.

Fang Bingqing couldn't resist with his bare hands, so he could only retreat again and again.

It wasn't until she retreated behind her that she had no way out, and then she spun around and flashed to the side.

It's okay to say that those twelve people are 'rookies'.

But if Fang Bingqing regarded the strange 'soft knife man' in front of her with a tall and thin figure and a hard face as a rookie, then she would really have no eyes.

As she guessed, the 'soft knife man' is obviously a master.

Even if he didn't have a knife, Fang Bingqing would have to struggle with him. Not to mention that at this time, on the weapon, it was Fang Bingqing who fell behind.