Mu Xue's conscience breathed a sigh of relief, Ji Yun didn't seem to be moved to kill because of being insulted!

"But the same!" Ji Yun paused, if anyone looked closely, they would find that a mist suddenly evaporated from his body.

It was Khan, who fought against nearly a thousand people, and the description was simple, but the hardships of the real process were known only to him.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the peerless masters of ancient times must be completely submerged in an army of millions, which is by no means a boast.

Ji Yun seemed to be strolling around in a battle, and he forcibly consumed the mana in his body, and even the mana stored in the one hundred and eight dragon scales in his body also consumed more than eighty pieces.

This battle was even more exhausting than the time he chased Yang Bo on the sea for a day.

This feeling of exhaustion of mana in the whole body was the first time that Ji Yun felt it since he returned to Earth.

If it were a thousand ordinary people, he would be more relaxed, but this is a thousand sharp soldiers, each of whom is a well-trained and outstanding soldier, and every muscle in their body contains explosive power, and some have a lot of martial arts foundation.

Of course, if Ji Yun casts martial arts or spells, it will be much easier to deal with, but in that case, it is estimated that most of these people will have to go to see the king of Hades.

These lovely people are all worthy of respect.

In times of peace, people may ignore their existence, but when a war breaks out, they will inevitably rush to the forefront.

Ji Yun is an orphan, it can be said that it is the country that raised him, if a country is bullied by others, how can it be possible to raise these orphans? And a country can be peaceful, relying on these rough men.

Respect for soldiers, this is not a sentence, if you haven't experienced it, you don't have that feeling, because you have experienced it, so you will have this kind of cognition.

So even if Ji Yun was pointed at the head at gunpoint, he didn't kill anyone, it wasn't that he was afraid of the army, but that he respected and respected the soldiers.

He turned his head, looked at the sharp soldiers who were still lying on the ground in a daze, and said coldly: "But in the same way, you are really weak, and the weakness is outrageous, do you know?"

Everyone came back to their senses, if Ji Yun said such a thing before, they would definitely all go berserk, but now, they can only listen obediently.

People are qualified to say this.

A thousand people beat one, and all of them were knocked down.

Guns? A shot past, hard resistance to bullets, who dares?

No, that's not a hard bullet resistance, but ... Bullets can't hit at all!

"Gang Qi Protector!" In the distance, the instructor's eyes when he looked at Ji Yun again, were already full of awe.

The internal strength has been cultivated to the realm of Gangqi and body protection, and he is a real grandmaster, and he has never taken that step until now, and he has never even touched the threshold of the grandmaster.

"Grandmaster in his early twenties, is he another thunderbolt? I've never heard of this person!?" his heart was full of puzzlement and doubt.

At the same time, on the roof of the building in the distance, the two old men glanced at each other, and their eyes showed a deep solemnity.

Their words were still echoing in my ears just now, but when I think about it now, it is so ironic......

“... I suddenly wondered, what would happen if we people did it?"

"Do you need to talk about that?"

"The era of the martial arts world has long passed ......"

Is it over?

The two of them had a hot pain on their faces, and such a question suddenly appeared in their hearts.

Hard resistance to bullets, they have seen a lot, there are such people in the special departments of the state, and there are quite a few, and even some people receive bullets empty-handed is not new to them.

What really shocked them was that Ji Yun was not hit by a bullet at all, and the bullet was still thirty centimeters away from Ji Yun's head, but it was like a plastic ball that had been hit into glue.

You must know that the gun just now is not simple, as soon as they hear the sound, they know what kind of gun it is, it is a 12-type pistol developed by Huaxia not long ago, and has not yet been mass-produced, which is called the palm cannon, which is extremely powerful, and the recoil is extremely strong, and there is no physical fitness for special forces to train horizontally, and ordinary people can't carry it.

This kind of bullet can even penetrate the steel plate five millimeters back, but at such a close distance, it actually stopped thirty centimeters away from Ji Yun's head.

With this hand alone, even if you are in a special department, most of them can't do it, right?

"What I say, do you agree?" Ji Yun asked, turning his head.

There was a dead silence in the field, and everyone hung their proud heads.

"Before that, someone pointed a gun at my head, and I told him to never touch the gun again in his life, not even his own gun, and once someone shot me, I directly invited him to drink a bowl of soup. ”

What Ji Yun said was very joking, but everyone present understood it.

If you can't touch the gun, your hand is gone, or you're completely crippled.

The soup is naturally Meng Po soup.

"I won't kill you or maim you today, because I respect the soldiers! But, I hope that my respect for the soldiers will not be completely wiped out by you, I, Ji Yun, am not a good person, but a villain who will repay you, don't think that I will let you go, from tomorrow, I will make you miserable!"

He sneered and continued: "Of course, you can not come, as long as you don't come, I will naturally not target you!"

"That's it, let's all disperse!" Shaking his hand, Ji Yun turned around and left, just took two steps, and suddenly saw Ye Feihong who was still lying on the ground in the distance, he paused slightly, this instructor with peak internal strength is no longer weak in the martial arts world, and he can enter the army, there should be some forces behind him, this person has a lot of resentment in his heart, and his eyes are gloomy and ruthless, is it a stumbling block, do you want to kill it?

But after all, this is the army, and he doesn't want to act recklessly, so he glanced at Ye Jinghong and went to his residence under the leadership of Mu Xueliang.

He is just a martial arts instructor, for martial arts, special forces do not value, most of them have practiced some fighting skills, in fact, not only special forces, even in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, martial arts, is to embroider legs, many people's definition of martial arts, is on the basis of some 'dance' performance stage, or the fictional plot of the TV series.

Therefore, Ji Yun's classes are very few, and he only has an hour from five to six o'clock in the evening every day.

"This is Ye Feihong's office before, there are his teaching materials in it, Mr. Ji, take a look at it first!" After the battle just now, Mu Xueliang was really in awe of Ji Yun, if what he saw before was false, or that Ji Yun was fake, then what he saw now was the real Ji Yun.

"Why did you want to replace him? Is he also in the army?"

Ji Yun was puzzled, with Ye Feihong's ability, it stands to reason that he was enough to be an instructor, but why did he leave?