"Boom..."

A dull crashing sound sounded, and Yan stood in Fang Yan's previous position, touching his nose and smiling.

Fang Yan was knocked into the air not far away, and the bamboo knife fell to the side. Sitting on the ground, he grinned and rubbed his ass.

Without waiting for Fang Yan to speak out for accountability, Yan spoke first, and said awe-inspiringly: "Well, boy, I've told you, look at the double knife, your footwork is too bad, you can't avoid it!" After that, he pretended to be distressed.

“？？？” Fang Yan's face was full of astonishment. I never expected that Uncle Yan would still have such a side......

"I'm really... I've never seen such a brazen person! "He slandered in his heart.

"But..."Fang Yan groaned, Fang Cai's collision, although it was a joke, but what if it was replaced by the enemy desperately exchanging injuries for injuries and fighting to the death?

"The footwork is really a bit bad." He introspected.

Seeing that Fang Yan seemed to have been fooled, Yan Yan continued without blushing and without a heartbeat: "What do you think, come again, practice footwork well!" ”

Hearing this, Fang Yan stood up, his fighting spirit high.

"Come on!"

This is how the Cold War training began, but the process was rather slow. The reason is that every time Fang Yan is hit by a broken move, he has to go to the side to seriously reflect on how to break this move, how to change this move, where the footwork is wrong, and so on, and so on, and so on, before continuing to train.

There is no objection to this, and he is even happy to see it.

Slowly, Fang Yan was able to hold out for a few rounds under the rock. Under the pressure of the great god Iwa, his potential is gradually being stimulated.

As for whether he can survive this pressure, Yan doesn't care.

It is an eternal truth that only by suffering hardship can you become a superior person. If he holds on, then he can get revenge. Otherwise, let's go with regrets.

Therefore, in the third week of training, Fang Yan sincerely realized what "survival is not easy". But he also benefited a lot from it.

Hand-to-hand combat - a gentle trap, the goose is like a thorny rose, beautiful but deadly, every time he will be beaten to the ground, what a tragic word.

Sometimes after he was beaten down, he couldn't help but think with some shame that his ability to resist blows seemed to have improved a lot......

Cold War - A brutal grind, it is a comprehensive consideration of the opponent's physical strength, endurance, reflexes, and willpower.

Every day during this period is extremely difficult, and it can be called a year. In addition, he had to create a knife technique out of nothing, and he racked his brains, meditated hard, and had a splitting headache.

There are countless moves that he has come up with, and then he has eliminated them one by one, and then he continues to think about them, and then he excludes them, and so on.

As a result of the overuse of mental power, he often had the same dream at night, in which he saw himself constantly doing various moves, as if he had gone mad.

Luckily, he has a good mentality.

After experiencing two ups and downs in life, he realized a true meaning - people always have to rely on themselves, so that they can become a real strong person.

Therefore, it is most reassuring to do many things in person, such as revenge.

All kinds of training in front of us must be done, and it is the premise of revenge.

In this way, when the goal is established, there is motivation, which is the main reason why he can resist.

After putting in a lot of sweat and energy, he has also gained a lot. Vaguely, he was a little more sure of the future direction of the double-knife knife technique.

On the weekend of the third week, the night after the melee training, Iwa called Shang Yan to the gym.

"Boy, you're good." As soon as he sat down, Iwa opened his mouth and complimented.

Fang Yan was flattered, this was the first time Yan had praised him.

"No, no, you've won the prize." He hurriedly waved his hand. "I'm stupid, it's been a week, and I haven't survived ten moves under you, and I haven't figured out many moves yet......"

Yan shook his head and said, "There is no need to be presumptuous, if you want to hurry, you have done a good job." ”

Fang Yan seems to understand whether he understands or not.

"Still, a word of caution." The rock words turned around. "At present, your marksmanship is acceptable, and your knife skills are just getting started."

"It's just getting started...... Fang Yan pursed his lips and thought.

"Can I beat someone with an amplifier then?" He asked tentatively.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Yan glared and glanced Fang Yan up and down, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Kid, wash and sleep, don't think too much."

"Hm..." Fang Yan's head was suddenly full of black lines.

"Isn't there a chance at all?" He still doesn't give up.

"Hmm... If it's a double knife... Think about it. Rock frowned in thought.

After a while, his brows furrowed.

"You only get one chance."

"Once... Why..."Fang Yan muttered, feeling a little discouraged in his heart.

He will never forget what he suffered when he was imprisoned by Tu Chuan.

I once thought that as long as I trained carefully, I could succeed in revenge, but the cruel thing is, the deeper I got, the farther away I found from the enemy.

Tu Chuan is the vice president of the Supreme Research Institute, with a prominent position and a deep background.

And he's just a nobody.

In the battle of the branch of the Supreme Research Institute, there were dozens of thieves with amplifiers alone, and now he had only one chance to deal with one of them, not to mention the huge humanoid mecha.

At this moment, his determination was rarely shaken.

As if seeing Fang Yan's confusion, Yan reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "It has never been achieved overnight, you are still young, and there is still a long way to go." ”

"Yes, it's a long way to go, and I'm still far away." When Fang Yan heard this, he was deeply touched.

Subconsciously touching his nose, he smiled.

As early as the first week of training, Yan'er had approached him privately, and vaguely said that if he needed it, she could help him bring him an amplifier for him to wear, as an alternative to the hard training that lasted for several weeks.

It's just that when he was about to agree, he was vaguely reminded of a sentence from a movie he once watched - without armor, what are you?

Yes, if accepted, what is he when he is without an amplifier?

He prefers to be steady.

Therefore, he refused.

"Boy, what are you smiling at?"

In front of him, Iwa waved his hand, signaling him to come back to his senses.

"No... It's nothing. ”

After looking at him suspiciously for a moment, Yan continued: "A month-long free special training will start next week, and you will arrange your own time allocation for marksmanship and melee combat. ”

"Really?" Fang Yan was instantly enveloped in surprise. The previous training was all arranged by Iwa, but now it is suddenly so democratic, which makes him quite uncomfortable.

"Seriously, let's go, go back and plan your plans." Seeing Fang Yan so excited, an incomprehensible smile appeared on Yan's face.

......

The next morning, the first day of the fourth week of training.

Gym.

Fang Yan sat on the fitness chair with his chin propped up, his face sad.

It's very tangled at the moment!

Everything is divided into priorities, which is said to be free special training, but there are also emphasis. Between marksmanship and swordsmanship, he was undecided.

I want to practice swordsmanship, but I don't want to leave my marksmanship behind, after all, the thrill of killing with one shot is something that no one can resist.

And yet the main gun?

During the marksmanship training, Iwana was so fast that he missed a shot for a whole week, which had cast a haze over his heart.