Rise From Doomsday Chapter 592: , deep love among classmates
In an instant, the unclear sky suddenly darkened, and the air seemed to become liquid and extremely thick. The sky faintly appeared like a goshawk, exuding domineering aggressiveness, and the middle-aged man was wearing yellow. The clothes also turned black at this moment.
The space of five or six meters came in a flash.
Tang Dingdong’s delicate face flashed with a hint of horror. The middle-aged man’s spirit locked her at the moment she shot her. There was no one in front and back, but she didn’t know how to dodge. Down, it will only increase the aura of middle-aged people. With arms interlaced, two daggers slid out of the sleeves, shining coldly.
With one kick of his feet, Tang Dingdong, like an arrow from the string, took the initiative to greet him, daggers or stabs or stabs or strokes, transforming into a light and shadow, and attacking more than 20 strokes in an instant. The crowds see you, middle-aged. Surrounded by daggers for an instant, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
The middle-aged man flexes his fingers like claws, and after exchanging a dozen moves, he flicks on the dagger.
Ding——
With a clear voice, Tang Dingdong was struck by lightning, and his body was shocked. The dagger with his right hand flew out, just in the direction of Liu Wei'an. She had two daggers like two doors, and when she lost one, the door opened wide. Between the sparks and the fire, the middle-aged man grabbed her shoulders.
Boom!
Tang Dingdong flew out. After landing, he staggered and almost fell. The clothes on his shoulders were scratched, revealing snow-white skin. The traces of three fingers penetrated into the skin for half a centimeter. In the blink of an eye, his shoulders became red, swollen and black, touching the eyes. shock. From the chest to the abdomen on the right, there are three long bloodstains, close to 20 centimeters, just a little half and a half, I'm afraid it's not going to break my stomach.
It was Tang Dingdong who was about to kick the middle-aged man’s abdomen with his bald head, hoping to push him back. He knew that if he kicked it down, like kicking a stone, the middle-aged man’s lower abdomen was so hard that he almost knocked her leg. It was shocked, and the crisis was at a critical moment, and the remaining strength turned into support. With the help of the shot, she was also swift to change her moves, and only then did she avoid the hidden killer moves of the middle-aged. Even so, the middle-aged man shot too fast, and the injury was still serious.
Escaped by Tang Dingdong, the middle-aged man seemed to feel shameless, snorted, and the voice turned into a sound wave that exploded in Tang Dingdong’s mind. Tang Dingdong trembled, and a ray of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. When he was horrified , The middle-aged man has already arrived, his eyes closed, and he secretly said: My life is over. The gap between the two is too great.
Seeing that Tang Dingdong was about to die under his claws. At the moment of crisis, a huge figure was snatched from the crowd. Why is it huge? The voice of this person is too big, with big face, hands, big legs, big belly, like a meat The mountain bounced out, afraid that it could not help but 500 kilograms.
Chiff——
Roshan turned his body into a weapon and smashed it from the middle-aged man’s head. The middle-aged man naturally did not want to hit by this unknown thing. With a move, the lightning moved half a meter back, and the Eagle Claw Technique grabbed the meat. The mountain felt abnormally slippery at the beginning, as if he had caught a loach, but couldn't focus on it, and finally only scratched two pieces of rags.
The strong wind rose from his mind, and the middle-aged man turned around with lightning, and a goshawk dismembered his body. It was extremely fierce, and the sneak attack was so savvy that he turned back after a somersault, and he was as agile as a monkey. The middle-aged man glanced at it, but it was a short and thin young man, about ten ** years old, with a wind and frost on his face, but he looked like an old river and lake who had been in the society for more than ten years.
One more person walked in the crowd. He was tall and straight, his hands were clean and slender, and his nails were neatly constructed. This is a pair of piano hands, but at the moment he is holding a three-foot green sword, about the age of twenty-two. During the walk, there was an aristocratic manner, not slow or slow, with a charming smile on his face, and the inadvertent breath that made people dare not to look down upon.
The middle-aged man Wei Wei Zou Mei, where are many outstanding young people popping up? Look, this great fat man should be only in his twenties, and his strength has reached the late silver stage, and he will grow infinitely in the future. When Qian Qidan's corpse was already cold on the ground, his eyes were full of murder.
"Stump, hit him." The young nobleman immediately made a sound when he saw the middle-aged man’s eyes flashing fiercely. When the middle-aged man turned his head, he drew his sword and stabbed like a thunder, and appeared on the middle-aged man’s chest in the blink of an eye. . He drew his sword and stabbed the sword in one go. It was lightning fast. Obviously he had practiced countless times. He had achieved a realm that he could use without thinking. The most frightening thing was that he had his quiet appearance before he took the sword and let others take the first shot. The first person to attack, although it was an open attack, was quieter and quicker than a sneak attack.
Chiff——
The soles of the middle-aged man’s feet were like a mechanism installed. He moved three feet horizontally and looked at a sword hole in his chest. A cold sweat was really shocked. Then a strong murderous intent surged towards the aristocratic youth. It was terrible before the people arrived. All the people around him felt breathless and shocked. The aristocratic youth in the center didn't know how much pressure he had to bear.
The complexion of the aristocratic youth remained unchanged, with a charming smile still on his face, the Qingfeng sword exploded, and thousands of sword shadows appeared, covering the middle-aged man’s body and big caves. The middle-aged man flicked, dialed, clicked, and hit , Belt, eagle claw skills are complex and changeable, every blow hits the tip of the sword with precision, and every time it hits, the smile of the noble youth becomes brighter. In the blink of an eye, the two fight more than 50 strokes, the smile of the noble youth It was also splendid to a few points, faintly a bit hideous.
"Look at you still laughing!" The middle-aged man yelled coldly, his hands were hard, and there was a ding sound. The three-foot green sword split into two, and the aristocratic youth spurted blood and crashed into the crowd. The middle-aged man grabbed the second shot, only grabbing a piece of clothing. He didn't have time to catch up, and turned back to meet the thin young man and the big fat man called the stump.
A body as big as a mountain, attacking Shen Xiong, with great power, and a quick as electricity, bounces like flying, and the coordination is seamless. For a while, he actually entangled the middle-aged man, but it was only a surprise to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man has rich experience. After more than a dozen strokes, he found out the flaws of the two. With only three strokes, the two of them had already lost their favor. When the danger was all around, the aristocratic youth came back and I don’t know where to look again. Come with a sword, and the sword will stab.
Three young people, one is flying, the other is huge and infinite, and the other is strange and strange. Each of them is a very outstanding junior. Putting it elsewhere will definitely shine, but it is not enough for middle-aged people. After seeing it, more than a dozen strokes passed. As the noble youth was injured again and vomiting blood, the three active attacks turned into defenses.
Boom!
The middle-aged man shrank his hand for lightning, and the bullet rubbed his skin. The hot air flow caused a little goose bumps on his skin. He raised his head and Tang Dingdong shot three times again.
"Huh!" The middle-aged man swept his sleeves, the clothes made of ordinary materials became as hard as iron stones, and the bullets shot on it couldn't penetrate. The sleeves shook, and three bullets were shot out. They were the thin company, the stump, and the noble youth. .
The thin man yelled, turned to avoid it, and there was a blood stain on his face.
The aristocratic young man slashed with a sword, slashed on the bullet impartially, but couldn't avoid the force entrained in the bullet, his chest shook, and another blood spurted out, three steps back in a row.
The stump yelled, his left cheek was dripping with blood, and his ear was half shot off by a bullet.
Tang Dingdong was startled and angry, limping and rushing up.
"Dingdong, you go first." The young nobleman stood up with his sword again, Jianmang sneered, which was different from the lightning speed before, slow to the center and extremely heavy.
The middle-aged man showed a little dignity, and when he moved his hands, claws appeared in the sky, attacking the thin man, the stump, and the leaping Tang Dingdong respectively. At this moment, more than a dozen camouflage patterns that looked like students knew at first sight. The suit squeezed the crowd and rushed in, shouting loudly.
"Which **** dares to bully Dingdong."
"If you dare to bully and come to Xinglong Military Academy, your feelings are getting impatient."
"You must catch a horse stance under the flagpole!"
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"My classmates, hurry up, this person is amazing!" Tang Dingdong was anxious, stepped up his attack, hoping to entangle the middle-aged person, but the middle-aged person's strength was much higher than her, and she was in a hurry again. , Not only failed to pose a threat to the middle-aged man, but was caught by the middle-aged man instead, and pointed a finger on the dagger.
Ding!
Tang Dingdong turned and fell out, spraying three mouthfuls of blood, his face extremely pale.
"Asshole!" More than a dozen classmates were furious, no matter how much they bullied or lost their light, they swarmed up. Some of these students are evolving, some are not, but whether they are or not, they are extremely Vigorous and clean, it is a martial arts boxing.
Military physical boxing is the crystallization of many years of reforms in the military. It is simple, clear and powerful. It is powerful for beginners, easy to practice and difficult to achieve. There are many intermediate levels ~ IndoMTL.com~ but very few can practice to high levels. In addition to teaching methods and diligent practice, talent is also very important, and there are more than a dozen people in front of them, all of whom have practiced to a high level.
However, the biggest shortcoming of the military physical boxing is that there is no internal strength to support, it can be achieved, and it is not sustainable. After a dozen strokes, even the shadow of the middle-aged person is not touched. At that time, the middle-aged man suddenly attacked and screamed. The classmates flew out one after another and fell more than ten meters away, or there was a scratch on the shoulder, chest, or back. The bones were deeply visible and the face was painful.
In the blink of an eye, all a dozen classmates were injured and flew out, leaving noble youths, thin men and stumps still struggling to support them, but they were already sweating profusely and could not hold them for long.
"Take them all down." The middle-aged man shouted at the men that Qian Qidan had brought. Qian Qidan brought twenty people out, but they were killed by Tang Dingdong, and half of them were left. At this moment, he heard the order, and immediately rushed to the students who were lying on the ground and couldn't get up.
"Stop!" At this moment, a figure shot over from a distance. The man's face was dark, with a scar on his face lying on his stomach like a centipede, extremely terrifying, stepping on the shoulders of the crowd.
He is one of the instructors of Xinglong Military Academy, Hei Yan Luo.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, not only didn't stop his hand, but accelerated the attack. The thin man was not supported at first, and the claws slashed across his back, flew out with a scream, and then the tree stump was bombed.
Ding!
The half-cut sword of the aristocratic youth flew out, and when it was about to retreat, it was too late, his throat was tight, and the neck was held by the middle-aged man, the figure flickered, and the black yama fell to the ground, and the palm of the shot hurriedly retracted , Cast rat avoidance device.
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