The middle-aged man, although everyone called him an instructor, never taught them any martial arts and moves, but just let a few men who looked like officers teach them kung fu and guide them in training.

Every time Seven was knocked down by his companions, the instructor's expression would become extremely complicated, with an inexplicable expression.

In this way, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

The children in the training camp have all become strong young people, one tall and tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and strong muscles, like mountains attached to the body.

In the past ten years, No. 7's body, physical strength, and martial arts have undergone earth-shaking changes, and his talent is the highest among all of them, but it is depressing, and what is incomprehensible is that every time he fights against his companions, he is still defeated, he has never won, and he has even been injured several times.

The instructor's jet-black hair, after ten years, has also turned gray.

Just when Seven thought that he could live a happy life of training, martial arts, playing, and eating and drinking with his companions every day, the cruel demon finally revealed his true colors!

Evening.

"All stand up!"

A head who teaches everyone martial arts on weekdays, holding a bundle of weapons, appeared at the door of the big tent.

Nine majestic men immediately stood neatly in front of their respective beds, waiting for the head of the sect to speak.

"Give you a stick of incense time, out of nine people, only one person will survive! If after a stick of incense, there is still no last person, then all nine people will be beheaded, leaving no mouth alive!"

After the head finished speaking, he threw a bundle of weapons on the ground in the midst of the crowd.

"What?"

"Leader, what are you talking about, why don't I understand what you mean?"

"Me too, Sect Leader, what do you mean?"

The sect leader's face was cold, his eyes revealed a ruthless cold light, his tone rose in vain, and he shouted loudly: "You kill each other, only one person can get out of here, and there is only time for a stick of incense, otherwise they will all be beheaded!"

Nine slept near the door of the tent, and he wanted to go up and ask what was going on.

The cold light in the sect leader's hand flashed suddenly, "Brush!"

Nine instinctively flashed backwards, but he was still a step slower, and a bloody wound appeared in his chest, but fortunately, the wound was not deep, but only cut through the skin.

"Leader, what are you doing?"

"Why did you cut the number nine!"

"Leader, are you crazy?"

The other eight people held up No. 9 and looked at the head of the sect with an angry face!

In the past ten years, more than a dozen leaders seem to have a tacit understanding, never get close to them, let alone talk too much, and don't even tell them their names, just desperately let them train and complete their daily tasks every day.

For all those who train, the head coach seems to be a whip for training, only responsible for spurring them, but not getting close to them, like a cold object.

Ruthless, indifferent.

The coaches only let the players simply call them the coaches on weekdays, and more than a dozen coaches are also divided into numbers, and this is the No. 1 coach, who teaches the players to practice martial arts on weekdays.

"I'll say it one last time, kill each other, only one person can live in this tent, the others must die, those who violate the order, beheaded!"

He took one last look at the team members who had been teaching for ten years, then turned and walked out of the tent.

Our protagonist No. 7, his eyes were full of calmness at the moment, he looked around left and right, and said in a low voice: "Although I don't know why the sect leader gave such an order, we must not kill each other, we are all people who have learned something, and our martial arts are even more powerful than the sect leaders, so let's kill them together, unite with the team members in other tents, and break through together." ”

As if he had ears behind him, the No. 1 sect leader stopped at the door of the tent, turned his head, and sneered: "Don't have any crooked ideas, you want to go out in a group? This is a dream! This is already surrounded by tens of thousands of Mongolian troops, and the only way to resist is to destroy the whole army, and if you do what I say, you will always be able to live." ”

With that, he strode out.

Then, torches shook around the tent, and the sound of neat footsteps of the army sounded around the tent.

"Phew, drink!"

The Mongolian soldiers really have three layers inside, and the outer three layers surround the tent!

Seven walked quickly to the tent door and looked outside.

"Two! What do you want to do!"

Seven snapped and quickly turned his head.

I saw No. 2 pick up a steel knife from the ground with a painful face.

And that rebuke was issued by No. 1.

No. 2's face was miserable, his eyes were full of hideousness, and he said viciously: "I already knew, I knew that there would be this day, didn't you notice that there are nine people here and nine people in the other tents, and the total number of tents is also nine!"

On weekdays, the relationship between No. 1 and No. 2 is better, only to hear No. 1 shout again: "What does that mean! You put down the knife quickly! I think No. 7 is right, we should find a way to escape together!"

No. 1 is the oldest of these nine people, and he treats the other eight people as little brothers on weekdays, and if the brothers have anything that can't be solved, they will come to him for comment.

No. 2 shook his head with a miserable smile, tears gradually rose in his eyes, the steel knife in his hand slowly raised, pointed at No. 1 and said, "Escape? hahaha... This place is surrounded by the army of the Mongolian State, how can you escape? Besides, haven't you really noticed anything? Have you ever heard of the Nine Dogs and a Mastiff? Nine Turns into a Dragon? Before I was plundered by them, I was the eldest son of the General's Mansion of the Xia Kingdom, and I once saw in an ancient book of secret methods for military training, they were practicing killing mastiffs, killing mastiffs!"

The last two words, he uttered utterly.

In this concentration camp, most of them were orphans abandoned by their families, but there were also people like No. 2, who were selected by the instructors and looted because of their talent and excellent bones.

The other eight people in the tent were shocked when they heard the word "mastiff killing", it was the first time they had heard the word, but it was clear that it was related to killing.

"What does that have to do with us! We are brothers, brothers who have lived together for ten years! We are like brothers! We have said that although we cannot live together, we must die together, do you want to break your oath!

No. 2 shook his head and said: "Each of us is a pawn in this ancient military training technique, we can't escape, we must fight, only the last person left, can we become a mastiff! This is the result they want! They give us good food and drink every day, and they have carefully trained us for ten years, for what? Is it just to train soldiers?"

Number two, an iron-clad man, actually shed tears, his hands were shaking, his steps were unnaturally retreating, he was very reluctant to face the situation today, but reason told him that he had to do it again.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

Number One screamed!

A bright steel knife pierced through his chest!

"Four, what are you doing!"

The rest of the people exclaimed at the same time!

They were shocked by Four's move!

Number Four is holding a steel knife and is piercing Number One's back.

"Hehe, what are we waiting for? There is only a stick of incense, don't you forget, we are soldiers, soldiers who obey orders, come on, let's fight, fight with all your strength, especially you, Seven, I know that you have retained your strength in the fight with everyone on weekdays, and you can't bear to hurt us. Now, bring out all your strength!" roared Four, a cruel, ruthless expression on his face.

Number Four is the most withdrawn person on weekdays, and even has some autistic tendencies.

His entire family was killed by the enemy, and his mother hid him in a closet to save his life.

Subsequently, he fled desperately, desperately until he was accidentally discovered by the instructor and put into a concentration camp.

His greatest wish is to go into battle to kill the enemy, and in the future, he can become a general, lead the army to kill the enemy to take revenge, and then enjoy the glory and wealth, and get back everything he has lost.

On weekdays, he is also the hardest working and hardest-working.

"Brush!"

Number Four pulled out the steel knife, and scarlet blood beads slowly slid down the blade.

Shocked, Number One turned his head in disbelief, and pointed to Number Four behind him with a trembling right hand.

"Plop. ”

Number One fell, leaving the eight brothers forever.

Everyone woke up! Even from a dream!

Ten years, ten years!

Nine people eat together, you eat my chicken legs, and I clip your chicken wings.

They also sleep together, and occasionally at night, each other will re-cover the quilt for the brother who kicked off the quilt.

Countless times of hard training, because of mutual support, they have overcome the danger and overcome the difficulties.

Yesterday, the nine of them were still bathing in a pool, No. 1 joked that No. 2 had black skin like a piece of carbon, and No. 4 joked that No. 3 had a back like a bear.

Afterwards, several people splashed water on each other and laughed at each other.

And yet, only one day, one day!

Yesterday's brothers have become today's enemies, and everyone was originally human, but now they have become ruthless and unrighteous beasts.

"Four, I'll kill you!" shouted Two.

No. 1 and No. 2 have the best relationship, although No. 2 raised his knife against No. 1, but he has not stabbed it, and now No. 1 was killed by No. 4, his cowardice immediately turned into anger, and with the situation of having to fight, the killing intent broke out instantly.

"Bell, bell..."

Number two and number four fought.

Then, No. 3, No. 5, No. 6, No. 8, and No. 9 also picked up their weapons from the ground and looked left and right, their eyes gradually becoming ruthless and indifferent.

"Let's calm down, let's figure out a way together, there will always be..."

"Whew!"

Before No. 7 finished speaking, a cold light flashed in front of him, and a spear stabbed him.

Instinctively, he ducked to the side, and the spear stabbed into the air.

"Nine, what are you doing!" Seven, looking at Nine angrily.

"Kill you, of course, and be the last one to survive!" said Nine grimly.

No. 9 is also a martial arts prodigy, and before No. 7 didn't come, he had always been the highest martial artist.

But after the seventh came, his limelight was gradually overshadowed, and even the indifferent instructor nodded appreciatively to the seven.

Although he will defeat him every time he competes with Seven, anyone can see that Seven is deliberately defeated and does not want to make enemies with everyone.

Nine's original envy, jealousy and hatred were melted away by Seven's friendliness, and gradually became siblings, and the jealousy in his heart disappeared.

But now, fighting each other is a foregone conclusion, and Nine's competitive spirit is born again, and he chooses his first enemy as Seven.

"You!" Seven, who was speechless by Nine.

"Bell, bell, bell...", and the sound of a series of weapons colliding.

No. 3, No. 5, No. 6, and No. 8 also formed a ball.

"What are you doing in a daze, fight!" Nine shouted, raising his gun and stabbing at Seven again.

Number Seven dodged everywhere, but he didn't fight back.

"Whew!"

The tent was not big, several people fought together, and the space left was already very small, and No. Seven couldn't dodge, his arm was pierced by a spear, and blood gushed out, but simply, he didn't hurt his bones.

Seven looked at his bloody arm, and suddenly the image of the wild wolf ten years ago flashed in front of his eyes, its neck was bitten by itself and blood spurted, just like now.

His eyes gradually turned blood-red, and the originally tangled, angry eyes were replaced by a calm, solemn look.

"Whew!"

The spear stabbed at his heart again.

Seven's eyes were cold, and he leaned slightly to the left, avoiding the cold glow of the spear.

Then, he reached out with his right hand, grabbed the handle of the gun, and reached directly for Nine's throat with his left hand.

Too fast, too fast!

No. 9 only felt that the figure flickered, and his neck was choked.

Without hesitation..."Click!"

With a crisp sound of bones, Seven directly crushed Nine's throat bone.

Nine's expression was fixed on an incredible expression, he never expected, he never thought that until he died, he would have such a big gap with Seven, he didn't even have the strength to resist, and he was instantly killed by Seven.

Nine slowly fell down unwillingly, with a dead face that did not bat a glance.

The crisp sound of bones just now alarmed the others in the tent.

They were all shocked by Seven's hand.

Except for the number two who wants to avenge the number one, continue to fight with the number four.

The remaining three, five, six, and eight looked at each other and killed seven together.

They knew in their hearts that no matter who was left in the end, they would not be able to fight with Seven, and in order to increase their chances of survival, they could only kill Seven together, and then several people would continue to divide the winner!

At the moment of life and death, the dark side of these people is highlighted.

Seven, whose eyes were still cold, turned his head and looked at the four people who were killing him together.

A ghostly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Whew!"

"Ahh

Seven took Nine's spear and stabbed it directly at Three.

This move is very simple and simple, even people who have just learned martial arts will do it, but it is such a simple and direct move, which directly runs through the number three.

Number Three was pinned to the ground by a spear.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of No. 5, No. 6, and No. 8 at the same time, this No. 7 is too strong, and it has even reached the realm of returning to the basics!

The three of them glanced at each other, and now there was no way to retreat, so they could only break the kettle and make a desperate bet to kill No. 7 first.

"Ahh

The three of them shouted, holding steel knives and slashing towards Seven.

Seven moved at his feet and rushed towards the trio.