The familiar voice sounded again, Han Xiaobai's beautiful posture trembled slightly, and then raised her beautiful eyes covered with crow's feather-like eyelashes, and saw Han Ming in front of her, her little face showed shock and joy, and her voice was no longer a little cold, but with a little daughter-like coquettishness, and shouted: "Han Ming......"

The military cadets who were watching were in an uproar, Han Xiaobai, as the school flower of the evil military academy, naturally attracted the attention of countless male cadets, but Han Xiaobai has always been indifferent to others, and has never been so coquettish to any man as he is today.

For a while, countless heartbreaking sounds sounded one after another, especially Xue Ye, who was beside Han Xiaobai and was grabbed by Han Ming's big hand, his heart was even more jealous, and his originally handsome face suddenly became hideous and terrifying, he looked at Han Ming with murderous eyes, and asked sharply: "What are you?!"

Xue Ye wanted to deceive Han Xiaobai with such a trick, which had already aroused the true fire in Han Ming's heart, and now he dared to ask him harshly.

Hum!

Han Ming's eyes were cold, anger swelled in his eyes, and he replied with a sneer: "I'm your father!"

Wow!

The onlookers were not afraid of big things when they saw the excitement, and they all laughed.

Xue Ye was the pride of the Black Chess Military Academy, and no one had ever dared to talk to him like this, he glanced at the two-color military emblem of the war hero on Han Ming's chest, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he sneered, and said sarcastically: "It turned out to be the battle hero of the blood sword of the cannon fodder army!"

"Yo, really!"

"It turned out to be the warrior of the Blood Sword!"

In the minds of a group of students of the three schools, the blood sword was obviously the most unbearable legion, the welfare was not good, and the number of strong people was small, so after Xue Ye finished speaking, he was all disdainful.

Yikes!

Han Ming threw away the bloody wrist, his fists clenched, and his brittle bones rattled.

As a Blood Sword Warrior, he would never forgive others for slandering Blood Sword with such frivolous words.

"What are you talking about!" Han Ming's body exuded the domineering momentum of a second-order battle male, and a killing aura was released, his eyes were cold and forced to look directly at Xue Ye, and said angrily: "You say it again, tell Lao Tzu about it!"

Han Ming's oppressive momentum was released, making a group of students present feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.

Xue Ye sneered, and the vitality in his body was activated, and the domineering momentum of the same second-order battle hero swept out, and he laughed arrogantly: "I said that the blood sword is a cannon fodder legion!"

Xue Ye himself is the first person in the Black Flag Military Academy, and he is also a second-order battle hero, he is far more powerful than the average second-order war hero, he can see the close relationship between Han Ming and Han Xiaobai, and he also has the courage to provoke Han Ming's anger, let Han Ming do it, and then crush Han Ming with a strong attitude, so that Han Xiaobai understands who is the real strongest!

"Okay!" Han Ming suppressed the anger surging in his heart, and opened his mouth to say this word of gnashing his teeth, the vitality in his body surged out, and he slowly raised his hand.

"I don't allow you to talk nonsense!" But at this moment, Han Xiaobai rushed in front of Han Ming, his little face was cold, his eyes were full of indifferent killing intent, and he stared at Xue Ye and scolded.

At the same time, Han Xiaobai's body exuded a trace of jealous momentum, it turned out to be the momentum of a first-order battle hero, Han Xiaobai's cultivation was only three or four years, and he could reach such strength in three or four years, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the best demon genius.

Moreover, the martial arts practiced by Han Xiaobai are absolutely domineering, and the students of the three schools have also seen Han Xiaobai shoot on top of the martial arts, even Xue Ye, the first person in the black flag, does not dare to shoot at Han Xiaobai casually.

This girl looks harmless to humans and animals, and she is absolutely domineering and murderous when she moves, and she used to be a martial artist, and when she met her opponent, she either gave up the game automatically or retired with a serious injury.

Xue Ye didn't want to make a move with Han Xiaobai, but stared at Han Ming with his eyes straight and continued to speak sarcastically: "Could it be that the Blood Sword Battle Hero will only stand behind a woman?

Speaking of which, he can also look around, they are all a group of talented students who think very highly of themselves in the military academy, the soldiers who rush to kill on the front line look down on the students who cultivate comfortably in the military academy, and the students in the military academy naturally look down on the soldiers who drink blood and hair like savages on the front line.

The cadets of the three schools all looked at Han Ming with disdain, and there was naturally a league between the military academy and the legion, but the legion naturally lost more and won less, after all, the real powerhouse in the legion would not compete with a group of students who were afraid of blood and had never even killed anyone.

Over time, the cadets in the military academy have a natural sense of superiority, and they naturally look down on and look down on the soldiers in the corps.

"I'll compare with you!" Han Xiaobai naturally didn't want to see Han Mingping humiliated, she was so angry that her little face was slightly red, her chest rose and fell violently, and she stared at Xue Ye angrily, her body was full of vitality, and she wanted to do it when she stood one step forward.

But at this moment, a large hand gently rested on her shoulder.

"Xiaobai, what are you meddling in a man's business!" the voice was low and a little hoarse.

"Han Ming......" Han Xiaobai pursed his lips slightly, and turned to look at Han Ming.

I saw that Han Ming, who had just been angered by Xue Ye, was as calm as water at this moment, and there was even a flat smile on the corner of his mouth, and only in those dark eyes could he see his suppressed anger.

Han Ming smiled, and gently pulled Han Xiaobai behind him with his big hand, and then his eyes were put back on Xue Ye, who was smiling treacherously, "Say, how do you want to see the real Battlefield Hero?!"

"Hahahahaha. Xue Ye laughed exaggeratedly, as if he had heard the funniest joke, he raised his eyebrows and pointed at himself, and sneered: "Are you sure?

"Hahaha, indeed, indeed!"

"If a legion warrior loses to the cadets of our military academy before the battle starts, it will be a very shameful thing!"

"Maybe the soldiers of the Blood Sword will come to be our men, hahaha!"

Xue Ye is the leader of the Black Chess Military Academy, and he is quite prestigious among the cadets, and they don't know who Han Ming is, so once Xue Ye and Han Ming make a move, Xue Ye will win a big victory, there is no doubt about it.

A group of people were laughing at Han Ming unscrupulously, and Han Xiaobai was even more angry, but she had always obeyed Han Ming, and knew that Han Ming was not the kind of person who swallowed his anger.

"I can't win you in ten moves, count me as losing!" Han Ming suddenly spoke, his tone flat as usual.

"Hahaha, I'm scared to death, okay, you can't do it here, let's go to the back of the barracks. Xue Ye laughed out loud after hearing this.

Behind the continuous barracks is the place where the sergeants compete and hone their fists and feet, and this place has all the battalion sergeants here to compete and hone their skills throughout the day, and it has been the attention of countless ordinary sergeants since the beginning, and some newly appointed officers often show their strength here to stabilize their position.

The news of Han Ming and Xue Ye's fight spread far and wide, and in just a few minutes, it spread throughout the entire barracks, and after dinner, it was time to rest, so the entire barracks were boiling, and countless sergeants wanted to admire the majestic posture of the battle and the battle, and spontaneously gathered behind the barracks.

The sergeants of the Black Evil Brigade were also among them, and they were all participating, but they were not cheering for Han Ming, but for Han Ming's opponent Xue Ye, after all, Han Ming was the most terrifying ruler for them, and it would be better if someone could overthrow Han Ming.

Xue Ye, as the first person in the Black Flag Military Academy, seemed to have won the victory of this competition under the propaganda of those Black Flag Military Academy cadets, while Han Ming was belittled as a bloody sword warrior who did not know the height of the sky.

With such a boost, Han Ming seemed to have lost, and all the sergeants were discussing how powerful Xue Ye was, and the records that Xue Ye had set in the military academy martial arts competition were also exposed, causing repeated admiration.

"In this way, that Blood Sword Battle Hero will definitely lose!" Han Ming had just arrived at the front line, and many people didn't know him yet, and they didn't know that he was Han Ming, the brigade commander of the Blood Sword Black Demon Brigade.

"Of course, that Xue Ye of the Black Flag Military Academy, even if I heard about it when I was in the army, it was very powerful!"

"When the three schools competed, he could rank third, do you think about it!"

"Awesome!"

The entire rear of the barracks was vacated, and countless sergeants wearing the uniforms of various barracks were excitedly gathered around, and their eyes were on the two opposing people in the center of the field.

The duel between the heroes naturally attracted the attention of the heroes in the barracks, and even the news directly reached the ears of Li Qingshan, the commander in chief of the front-line commander of the Mingyao Legion.

"My lord, Xue Ye of the Third School Brigade and Han Ming, the commander of the Black Evil Brigade, are going to face each other in the back of the barracks, do you want to stop it?!" The onlookers may not know Han Ming's identity, but Li Qingshan's henchman Zhan Xiong will not leave Han Ming's identity out.

It can be said that from the moment Han Ming stepped into the barracks, the brigade commanders of each military brigade already knew Han Ming, just as Han Ming had secretly known other brigade commanders of various military brigades in the past few days.

Lying next to the sand table, Li Qingshan, who was studying strategy, raised his hand and pinched the corners of his eyes after hearing the report of his henchman Zhanxiong, not only did he not have any worries, but he was a little happy and said: "I have heard of the name of this blood sword, but I didn't expect to give me this whole play as soon as I came, but it's okay, everyone warms up in advance, it is best to play the majesty of Zhanxiong and add some confidence to our sergeants!"

The Zhan Xiong who reported was a little speechless, and he hesitated again and again but still expressed his worries: "That Han Ming is only a second-order Zhan Xiong, if he loses to Xue Ye, the No. 1 Junjie of the Black Flag Military Academy, can he still stabilize the sergeants under his command?"

Li Qingshan laughed out loud after hearing this, he looked at the sand table with his eyes, but said to the Zhan Xiong behind him: "How do you know that this Black Evil Brigade Commander will definitely lose, don't forget, the entire Black Evil Brigade Zhan Xiong came out of the Dark Evil Blood Prison, if Mo Zixiu sends an incompetent person to be the Black Demon Brigade Commander, how can he suppress that group of villains!"

Zhan Xiong, who was standing behind Li Qingshan, suddenly realized that he was also frightened by the boasting about Xue Ye outside, but he forgot about the group of fierce gods in the Black Demon Brigade.

"My lord, you mean that Han Mingsheng is a little bigger?!"

Li Qingshan's eyes stared at a small city on the sand table like a torch, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of Ling Ran's arc, "What's more, the odds of winning are a little bigger, I think it should be a must-win!"