Chapter 3 Sparring (1)

"Damn, the identity set for us by this broken space turned out to be a barbarian from a distant deep mountain!" A middle-aged man in a suit who looked quite majestic said dissatisfiedly in the crowd - this was the group of novices in the 'Death Reincarnation Space', but at this moment the egg-shaped light curtain that protected them was gone, and standing in front of them were a group of heavily armed soldiers and two people dressed in the uniforms of the Daheng magistrates.

"At least we're 'barbarians who helped defend this village, and I've heard some thaumaturgy,' and I think we have a better idea for a change in our plans. Zheng Gong, a white-collar young man, said in a low voice.

"What's the idea?"

"I think that people who have opened the combat ability from the newbie pack, such as Uncle Electrician, should be able to easily defeat an ordinary soldier with his "Burst Fist" skills, then they can take the opportunity to apply to this county official to be a soldier or a military officer or something, I think they will agree, because it is a troubled time now, and people with a bit of force are being recruited everywhere. As for those who have opened the auxiliary ability, they can properly show their abilities, and they will also have the opportunity to join the official, which is very helpful for us to find 'Xia Gaofei'..." White-collar Zheng Gong said that the head is the Tao.

"Wait, what about a person like me who doesn't have the ability to fight or the ability to assist in life? I only have a strong injection of adrenaline!" Zhang Xiaozhuo, a high school student, interrupted Zheng Gong's speech.

"Then you have to be a homeless person to repair the embankment. Zheng Gong replied in the affirmative.

"No, I don't want to be a homeless, at least not to build the embankment. High school student Zhang Xiaozhuo also replied in the affirmative, not only him, but all the people in the same situation in this temporary team did not look very good.

Just kidding, although it was the first time for everyone to cross over, everyone had learned the hardships of conscription in feudal society in textbooks, and they didn't even see the mission goal, so they died on the river embankment first.

"Don't worry, listen to me, these expendable items in our hands are very valuable strategic materials, and they can't be used casually, besides, even if you dig the river embankment, I will stay with you. Zheng Gong patted the Desert Eagle on his waist and whispered: "Anyway, the main quest of all of us is the same, right? As long as the main line is completed, everyone can return, and now they are scattered just to find clues to Xia Gaofei and the branch line, I promise, I won't repair the river embankment for too long..."

“··· All right. ”

"Since it is going to be divided into three squads, then I suggest that each squad should choose a captain, and I am willing to serve as the captain of the official team, because I am the section chief of the XX Bureau, and I have many years of leadership experience, so I will definitely be able to..." The middle-aged man in the suit, who looked quite dignified, spoke again.

“······”

Zhangjiabao tenant village.

"Hey!"

"Your mother's!"

"Hmph..."

Under the watchful eyes of nearly 100 tenants, a group of young and strong men who were interested in the identity of the nursing home fought together, all kinds of humming shouts and the sound of flesh and skin beating were mixed together, and occasionally there were a few muffled snorts of pain.

"Brother dog, I've done it, pretend. Ai San whispered to Zhao Gou'er, and made a gossip gesture, Zhao Li nodded, and also made the same move, but it was much more standard than Ai San.

"It looks like there's no one left this time. Steward Zhang looked at these mud legs that were in a mess, his face was full of disdain, and he shook his head helplessly, he had always paid attention to the dexterous gossip swimming palms, and in the hands of these crop poles, they were all trained into savage hand-to-hand wrestling.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the movement of one of the groups caught his attention.

"It's good to be a gangster like this, at least the dog brother hasn't been beaten by others..." Ai San went back and forth with a few strokes after the start of the hand to split the palm and push the palm - this complete gossip swimming palm can be enough eight eight sixty-four moves, during which it also needs to cooperate with the leg method, only once a month, it is not easy to learn that, so Ai San really remembers the seven or eight movements after the start, and now he is using it back and forth here, in order to take care of Brother Zhao Gou, the action is deliberately slowed down.

And Zhao Li, who also seemed to be very cooperative, used this ink movement to block Ai San's moves back and forth.

Sure enough, I want to apply what I have learned, I feel that I will be able to use it in my mind, but I am still a little worse to use it in my hands, and I feel a lot more familiar with Ai San after a few rounds of practicing like this. Zhao Li thought about it, and while practicing, he deliberately guided Ai San's movements, so that his moves were more standardized.

"Are you playing at the house when you are doing this pair of practice selection?!" A scolding interrupted Zhao Li and Ai San's ink sparring.

"Brother Dog, no, we... Brother Dog is not in good health, so let's practice slowly... We... Ai Sanyi looked up and found Wang Lizheng standing next to him with a fierce face, and Steward Zhang was also behind him, he couldn't help but be afraid, and his words became stammering.

"Steward Zhang, these two people know each other well, they are very good, and now they are practicing with this slow movement, and they don't take this selection seriously at all. Wang Li glanced at Zhao Li and Ai San viciously, and said to Steward Zhang.

"It's a little slower, but the movements are still quite standardized, no worse than you. A senior nursing home on the side smiled at Wang Li.

"Let's practice with someone else. Steward Zhang's little eyes stared at Zhao Li and Ai San for a while before he spoke.

"Yes. As soon as Wang Li heard this, he planned to go to the side to separate the two men who were fighting together, he knew everyone here, and asked them to give Zhao Goudi and Ai San a good hardship.

"Ahh Seeing this scene, Ai San's face turned pale instantly, and his own situation was clear, with his small physique and the punching method that did not enter the stream at all, he really fought with this kind of big man, that is, to deliver food.

"Ai San's don't need to look for it, he is afraid that no one will practice with me before he comes out, as long as he finds one. Zhao Li stood up and said with a big grin.

"Good boy, dare to say that it's not a show!" When Wang Li heard this, he sneered, turned around, and asked Steward Zhang for instructions: "Steward Zhang, it's better for me to practice with him, lest he find someone to play fake boxing again!"

"Okay, then let me see your real fist. Without waiting for Steward Zhang to speak, Zhao Lixian sneered and agreed.

"What a gut!" Steward Zhang nodded on the side, no matter whether he can win or not, but all martial artists can't lose their momentum.

"But I have one condition. ”

"What?"

"I am only allowed to use gossip to swim and palm, I am seriously injured and have just recovered, so I can't make a big move!"

"Of course. Steward Zhang gestured to Wang Li and said, "Wang Li, you can try practicing with him, you are only allowed to use gossip to swim in your palm, and you are not allowed to break the move with force." ”

"Yes!"