12 Blows

"Ah, what?"

Chu Xuan's tongue twister-like question made Allen, whose brain was already out of order in surprise, completely dazed, not only him, but also the other recruits who had unknowingly surrounded him, who didn't understand what Chu Xuan had just said.

"Do you think you can do it, and you have absolute confidence that you can do it at all times?

-- I believe that I will not make mistakes in my sense of distance and body control, and that I will not make mistakes no matter how fast I move. ”

Chu Xuan made a detailed explanation with the help of the example of piercing his fingers with a knife just now, and now everyone understood.

When I think of that dangerous practice, which is almost like a madman, everyone feels a chill in their hearts.

At this time, a certain recruit inadvertently glanced at the unlucky guy who had been beaten to death by Chu Xuan in the duel before, and then used by Chu Xuan as a meat pad to show superhuman skills, and immediately shouted in surprise:

"Huh? The man wasn't hurt at all! ”

Everyone finally focused on the "corpse" that was still lying motionless on the ground, and found that his shirt had also been torn out with the word "wu".

But what was even more shocking was that there was no blood on this shirt that was clinging to the flesh, and the unlucky guy's skin was not pierced by Chu Xuan's crazy stabbing in the slightest!

In fact, as early as when Alan unfolded the word "Wu" that had been pulled off his shirt, they could already tell that the unlucky guy had not been stabbed with a knife, but at that time, no one could have remembered that the "corpse" was actually bleeding, and no one could have imagined that someone could pull a word out of his clothes without hurting him.

After discovering this, these recruits who were shocked by Chu Xuan's inhuman body control ability considered another problem - if Chu Xuan's control was insufficient, or if he missed his hand a few times "slightly", according to his "fierce" strength, wouldn't he have to poke many holes directly into that unlucky bastard's body?

Thinking of this, everyone felt a chill in their backs and couldn't help but shiver.

Devils...... This man with facial paralysis with reflective glasses is really a real demon!

If it weren't for the fact that the guy was "lucky" to remain unconscious, he would have been scared to death if he woke up halfway and saw a knife stabbing wildly in his chest, as if it was going to stab him into a sieve.

Everyone knew that they couldn't calmly let Chu Xuan stab themselves with a knife - even if Chu Xuan was a superman who would never make mistakes, and he would treat others with himself, they didn't think that unlucky guy could do it while he was conscious.

- What's more, he had offended Chu Xuan before, how could he not be afraid of this "Chinese" deliberately making such a small mistake.

Seeing Chu Xuan's revenge on this unlucky guy again and again, these people around Chu Xuan all had the thought of "absolutely not being an enemy of this man", this kind of guy who doesn't take human life seriously at all is simply terrifying, not a normal human being at all!

- And it seems that he still holds a grudge!

"......, I see.

I admit that I can't do anything, and I never will. ”

was completely knocked out of the anger in my heart by the successive shocks...... After Allen, who was also confident, came back to his senses, he finally lowered his head weakly and said to Chu Xuan in a rather dejected manner.

Then Alan turned around dejectedly and staggered towards the outside of the crowd, but where he was going, even he didn't know, he just wanted to escape from here, escape from Chu Xuan's insurmountable mountain.

"Alan!"

Seeing that Eren was so devastated that he had completely lost his spirit and turned into a muddled walking corpse, Mikasa shouted at him behind his back very worriedly, but Eren continued to walk out as if he hadn't heard it at all.

Mikasa glared angrily at Chu Xuan, who was very innocent, and then immediately chased after her, looking at her somewhat frightened back, Chu Xuan pushed down his reflective glasses expressionlessly.

"yes, I'm sorry, Mikasa she's just worried about Eren too much, after all, the two of them are like family."

Perhaps it was because he was afraid that Chu Xuan would be angry and retaliate against Mikasa, and Armin hurriedly apologized to him before hurriedly following Eren and Mikasa out of the place - even forgetting to take away the other "corpse" they had moved here.

After the three of them left, "smart people" like Connie, who lent Chu Xuan's knife, immediately surrounded him, and began to introduce himself to the "approachable" Chu Xuan, and asked all kinds of questions.

Some of the recruits who had watched Chu Xuan's second act of prestige from a distance from the periphery looked very entangled, as if they were still reluctant to admit his strength from the bottom of their hearts.

This small group of people also looked down on Chu Xuan's "Chinese" blood, fortunately, they had not participated in the duel before because of their identity or other reasons, and they also avoided the miserable end of being beaten like punchbags to the point of being unable to move.

Although they still felt from the bottom of their hearts that they were one level higher than Chu Xuan, the strength that Chu Xuan represented was terrifying, making them not even dare to say a cool word, which made them feel extremely aggrieved, as if they had been greatly humiliated.

"Damn...... In this world, how can there be such a strong human being!

And he's still ......"

A tall recruit with silver hair and a look full of aristocratic temperament clenched his fists indignantly, but he only dared to use a voice not much louder than a mosquito to quietly vent the envy and jealousy in his heart, and even if he vented alone, he didn't dare to say "that word" when Chu Xuan was present.

Originally, this aristocratic young man felt very good about himself, thinking that he was different from other nobles who shrank in the wall of Sheena and spent all his time drinking, and he was a "hero" who dared to take on the heavy responsibility of protecting mankind, but now he realized that he didn't seem to be a big deal, just a member of the crowd, and the title of "hero" was the patent of a strong person like Chu Xuan.

- In the "original", there doesn't seem to be a recruit who was born in the wall of Hina and gradually grew into an important role, perhaps this aristocratic boy quit on the first day of training because he couldn't bear the hard training, or maybe he died because of his lack of strength when he first encountered the giant.

Of course, maybe he's lucky enough to live longer than anyone else.

"What are you all doing there! Don't you want to eat tonight! ”

Suddenly, the bald instructor's vicious voice sounded behind the recruits who were still immersed in the shock brought by Chu Xuan, making these young people who had never seen much of the world, or even seen giants, shudder involuntarily.

"Yes, I'm sorry......"

The recruits who were still watching just now hurriedly lifted the "corpses" they were responsible for carrying and fled in a panic, and the bald instructor Keith just stared at them silently until everyone left, but he didn't really punish anyone.

“……”

Chu Xuan, who was left behind by the others again, looked at the bald instructor for a while, then bent down, pulled the back collar of the unlucky guy whose chest was pulled out of the word "martial arts", and dragged him away.

The bald instructor turned a blind eye to Chu Xuan's rough behavior, he just stared at Chu Xuan "fiercely", as if he wanted to see Chu Xuan through directly, and waited until Chu Xuan's figure had disappeared for a long time before leaving.

After throwing a total of forty-three unconscious or immobilized junks into their dormitories and leaving them to fend for themselves, the other recruits returned to their dormitories.

Before the training corps joined the regiment, these recruits had already come to this camp, and the dormitories, beds, and uniforms had been assigned, but there was only one person, and there was no memory of this.

- That person is Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan threw the unlucky guy he dragged behind him into the floor of a certain bedroom, and then turned to leave.

Although he didn't know where his bedroom and bed were, he didn't panic, Chu Xuan walked unhurriedly through the bedroom next door, looked in, and then retracted his head in the surprised sight of the recruits living in this bedroom, and walked to the next bedroom, and continued to look inside.

In this camp, there are no dormitory buildings, and the recruits live in wooden longhouses with two-story beds, and each room can accommodate forty people.

When Chu Xuan saw the third longhouse, he found Connie who boldly took the initiative to talk to him just now, although Chu Xuan didn't know the other people in this room, but from their appearance, height and other characteristics, he could guess a few characters with names and surnames in the "original".

After Chu Xuan found the room where Connie was, he didn't go in to talk to this little clever guy, but he didn't leave either, just stood at the door with reflective glasses, silently looking inside the house.

The sunlight shone from behind Chu Xuan into the longhouse, which was not very well-lit, but instead shrouded Chu Xuan's front in an even more blurred black shadow, and the people in the room all widened their eyes, looking at this demonic man silently, not knowing what he was doing blocking the door.

After a long time, Connie squeezed out a slightly stiff smile and stammered:

"Chu, Chu Xuan, you, what are you doing standing at the door?"

Chu Xuan, whose body silhouette was gilded with a golden halo by the sunlight behind him, raised his hand, pushed down his reflective glasses expressionlessly, and asked in a calm tone:

"Connie, which is my bed?"

"Huh? What, what? ”

Connie looked at Chu Xuan dumbfounded, he didn't expect him to ask such a question, and the other people in the room had the same expression.

But surprise to surprise, Connie subconsciously stretched out his hand, pointed to an empty bed in the room, and replied honestly:

"That's it."