"Brother Mo Cong, is this the saber thirteen style? Why can't I see which trick this is?"

"It was a bit like a whirlwind just now, and now I can't see what kind of trick this is. ”

......

A group of onlookers were chattering.

"Leopard, who taught Brother Mo Cong's saber thirteen styles?" Looking at Mo Cong's messy knife technique, Xu Hu turned his head suspiciously and asked Lei Leopard.

"I taught. Lei Bao said calmly.

"Oh, you taught it, haha, no wonder it's so messy. Xu Hu smiled and nodded, and said, "If I teach, I can definitely teach it well, it's better to ......."

"Fuck off, didn't you see that people weren't messing up just now, and then they were messing up?" said Lei Leopard angrily.

Both of them could see that the knife technique Mo Cong was using now was not a saber thirteen style at all, nor was it any kind of sword technique in the world, but was chopping and slashing indiscriminately. However, due to Mo Cong's strength, the saber was as light as a piece of grass in his hand, and it made Zhao Si messy and embarrassed to chop like this.

Zhao Si had already changed several knife techniques, but less than half of each knife technique was messed up by Mo Cong. Sometimes as soon as Zhao Si used a trick to push the window to look at the moon, Mo Cong was stunned and slashed over, the knife was fast and fierce, and the shot was indiscriminate, so frightened that Zhao Si didn't even see the moon and quickly dodged to change his move.

Because if it doesn't change, it will be hacked to death.

Mo Cong has already changed another angle to cut over, and the speed of collecting the knife is really incredible. However, because Mo Cong is just chopping indiscriminately, sometimes it is a completely useless action, the direction of the chopping is towards the air, and sometimes it is finally empty, as long as he passes a few inches forward, he can cut Zhao Si, but Mo Cong inexplicably retracted it.

The two of them tumbled and rolled and fought I don't know how many moves, Zhao Siren's head fell to the ground eighteen times, his left hand was cut off twenty-one times, his right hand was cut off twenty-seven times, he was stopped and cut fifteen times, and his whole body was pierced through the hole by the tip of a knife...... Of course, this is all because of the mercy of Mo Cong's subordinates, so he didn't really cut it down, otherwise Zhao Si would have died I don't know how many times.

However, although Zhao Si was not dead, he was also frightened. Mo Cong's saber was waved so that he could no longer see its original appearance, but turned into a silver light. This silver light swirled around Zhao Si with the sound of the wind, making Zhao Si think that he was dead several times. Zhao Si held the saber in his hand, but his heart was extremely dazed, because the whole world disappeared in front of his eyes, and the only thing that existed was the silver light, which attacked his neck, shoulders, throat, lower abdomen, waist and other vital parts quickly and quickly. Zhao Si didn't even know where Mo Cong's position was, he couldn't fight back, he couldn't block, he couldn't even dodge.

This kind of knife technique is too terrifying, Zhao Si has never seen it before, and the more he fights, the more scared he becomes. Although Mo Cong's every knife didn't really hit him, it was silting this kind of fright into his heart.

The onlookers saw that Mo Cong was getting more and more energetic, and a saber was brandished with silver light, of course, the moves and anything were still completely invisible, or not at all. Zhao Si was getting more and more entangled, his steps were vain, he was holding a saber in his hand but he didn't move much, he seemed to have been dazzled by Mo Cong's chaotic knife light, and he was frightened.

In this way, Zhao Si suddenly spurted out of his mouth with a mouthful of blood, and the person fell to the ground on his back. Several veterans hurriedly rushed up to pinch Zhao Si's middle man, press the Fufeng acupoint, and so on and so forth.

"Don't fight, don't fight...... It's amazing... It's amazing......" Zhao Si said in a daze. He just spurted blood and fainted in a moment of anger, but the person was actually fine at all. When they saw that he had woken up, they lifted him up and sent him back to the camp.

"Brother Mo Cong can beat people like this with a random chop, it's really eye-opening. Xu Hu stood up with a smile. He now looks at Mo Cong's eyes more precious than seeing a pile of gold, and more eagerly than seeing the lover of his dreams. Mo Cong's performance gives people the feeling that he is like a piece of beautiful jade with a transcendent appearance but has not been carved, and if he cultivates it over time, he will definitely become a good hand or even a master.

As soon as Lei Leopard saw that Xu Hu had stood up, he also stood up. Both of them walked towards Mo Cong and praised Mo Cong.

Mo Cong was very modest and ashamed, saying that his saber thirteen style was too poorly practiced and he failed Lei Leopard's teachings. Later, when I was a child, I cut a wooden stick when I was chopping wood, and I waved it indiscriminately with that wooden stick, so I just waved it indiscriminately with a saber in a hurry.

"No, no, no, your sword skills are much more powerful than the Saber Thirteen Style. Well, the knife technique realized when chopping firewood is still so messy, it is called the knife method of chopping wood. Xu Hu said half-jokingly.

So Mo Cong's stunt is not only a flying stone hit, but now he has added another one.

Chopping wood.

"Leopard, it looks like you've really picked up a fucking treasure. Why did such a good talent come to your Leopard Battalion? Congratulations to your Leopard Battalion for having another Tiger General, hey, the blessing of the Left Guard. Xu Hu said enviously: "You kid... But you have to train it well, don't bury the talent. If you can't teach well, send it to me early, I'm short of manpower. ”

"Okay, okay, I've been watching it for so long, let's get out of here. Lao Tzu's affairs Lao Tzu himself knows the importance of it, and you don't need to worry about it. Lei Leopard looked proud, and his heart was also very happy. He pushed Xu Hu out of the circle with both hands, and sent this unkind old comrade-in-arms out of the country directly.

"Look at your kid's little belly, haha!" Xu Hu turned around and punched Lei Bao.

"Damn, you kid, you didn't dig anyone, you got out of here!" Lei Bao Fei kicked Xu Hu's buttocks, which was another ride for his old comrades-in-arms.

As soon as Xu Hu left, the whole circle became more lively. The veterans of the leopard battalion came up to Mo Cong one after another to learn from him, some to learn from his fists and feet, and some to learn from weapons. Mo Cong will use the introductory moves of the dragon-shaped fist to fight against people, and he will use the indiscriminate chopping wood knife method to fight against people with weapons, anyway, there are wins and defeats.

Long Wu also came up to feel Mo Cong's chaotic chopping knife technique, Mo Cong was naturally more merciful to him than Zhao Si, but Long Wu still felt that Mo Cong's saber was wielding too fast and too chaotic, and after the fight, he could only see a smeared silver light, and he couldn't see the appearance of the knife at all. The direction of these silver lights was disorganized and irregular, but it was dazzling, and Long Wu's sword technique was involuntarily confused.

You must know that although Mo Cong's knife technique looks like he is chopping and chopping, it is completely different from his indiscriminate wielding of the iron birch stick when he was a child.

After fighting for a while, Long Wu directly admitted defeat, and his admiration for Mo Cong deepened again. He stood up to stop Zhao Si just now, out of sympathy for Mo Cong, and now for Mo Cong, he really has the kind of admiration that the younger brother admires the eldest brother. Evergrande, the strong man in the barracks, Mo Cong has never practiced swordsmanship, and he is so strong at playing with a knife, Long Wu also has to admire.

"Okay, okay, it's not too early, and everyone is almost done. Rest early today and come back tomorrow. Thunder Leopard looked up at the position of the moon, got up and dismissed the group, and let them each go back to the camp to rest.

Mo Cong didn't go to rest immediately. He quietly found a place where no one was, found a big rock that looked relatively hard, and practiced what he had realized overnight.