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Chapter 155

Words:2884Update:22/06/26 06:25:47

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The instructor grinned. "Kid, you're pretty lucky. Congratulations on drawing the Lot King. Many people want to be my opponent, but they don't have the chance. "

Qin Fen gave the number plate in his hand forward. He said very generously, "I'm willing to give such a good opportunity to others."

When the other recruits heard this, they hurriedly dodged in all directions. In an instant, not a single person could be found within a three-meter radius of Qin Fen's body.

Qin Fen grinned again. "It seems like everyone is developing their own style."

The instructor sneered, "Let's see how long you can be so eloquent. Make your choice! As your opponent, I'll give you a chance to prove that you're not trash. Whatever you choose, I'll accept the challenge. "

Practically everyone looked at Qin Fen with sympathetic gazes. Though this drill instructor hadn't revealed much of his strength up until now, they could see that he was absolutely not someone recruits like them could compare to.

"Anything is fine?" Qin Fen confirmed once more.

"That's right, anything is fine."

Qin Fen confirmed the answer. He moved closer to the drill instructor's side and whispered, "Then let's compare who's more handsome."

The instructor, who had a sinister smile on his face, was stunned. He stared blankly at the recruit in front of him, who didn't look like a slippery person. He actually proposed a completely unexpected method of competition.

Qin Fen looked at the stupefied drill instructor and said faintly, "Drill Instructor, it looks like I won."

"Hahahahaha …"

The drill instructor, who was in a daze, suddenly let out a thunderous laughter. He extended his hand and heavily patted Qin Fen's shoulder. He had the appearance of an old friend who was very familiar with Qin Fen. "Kid, you've got it. However, the consequences of you muddling through like this are very serious. "

"I know." Qin Fen said without a care in the world. "I came here to receive the strictest training. It's my honor to make you unhappy with me. Come to think of it, you won't go easy on me during training. "

There was a hint of admiration and curiosity between the instructor's brows. Usually, the soldiers who came here for training were all hot-blooded men full of vigor. It was very rare to see a soldier with such an indifferent attitude and a different kind of passion in his calmness.

Quite a few recruits looked at Qin Fen strangely. What in the world did this recruit say to the drill instructor? He actually passed the test so easily? Could it be that there was some powerful military force behind him? He couldn't use his background to suppress this instructor.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Qin Fen was the first to complete the test. He leisurely carried the M134 Vulcan as he returned beneath the large tree. He calmly watched the other duels.

If they were defeated, they would be placed in the trash group. No one was willing to become trash at the beginning of the group training. Everyone was fighting with their opponents until their faces were red with anger.

Qin Fen began to understand why Squad Leader Hao and the others said that the training here was quite good.

Both of them would definitely want to use their specialties in this competition. In this way, the instructor did not need to look at the so-called data reports on the documents.

The rate of dividing the trash by half was even more cruel than the punishment of the last few soldiers during Squad Leader Hao's daily military training.

Bang …

A young soldier in the crowd was sent flying into a tree in an arched posture, shaking off dozens of leaves. His body also slid down the tree trunk to the ground, his mouth continuously spewing white foam.

The one who attacked was the female soldier who had crushed the viper. She merely used a very simple side kick to send her opponent flying into a coma.

The female soldier acted as if she had done something extremely unremarkable by instantly eliminating a four-star martial artist. She was as quiet as she was in the beginning, returning to the tree branch that belonged to her. She looked down at the majority of the dumbstruck recruits.

Qin Fen studied the female soldier with great shock as well. He was completely unable to sense the flow and release of true energy from her body in the instant of the fight just now. It was as if her kick was completely unleashed with pure brute force.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art? The strength of nine oxen and two tigers? Qin Fen gently shook his head, overruling his own conjecture. Neither of these two arts should have this kind of performance.

"Are you sure you want to compete with me?"

Within the crowd, Du Zhanpeng looked at Du Peng, who had a hostile expression on his face. Du Peng's expression carried endless contempt.

"Yes."

Du Peng's voice sounded very deep. Du Peng, who was normally incomparably calm, was currently trembling with unknown excitement or fear.

Du Zhanpeng shrugged his shoulders in a very indifferent manner. He spread out his hands very casually. "Your luck is quite good. You originally didn't have the qualifications to challenge me, but thanks to the drill instructor, I've given you this opportunity. That's fine too! The feeling of being stared at by a wild dog every day really isn't very comfortable. Today, I'll dirty my hands and teach you a lesson. I'll let you understand just how great the difference is between an excellent and noble bloodline and a bastard …. "

Du Zhanpeng hadn't even finished speaking when Du Peng's body began to move. His speed was extremely fast, but he didn't carry Qin Fen's firm, fierce, and tyrannical aura. His entire body was like a dancing swan, and the five fingers of his right hand were tightly joined together. The air rang with the sound of his fingertips slicing through the air.

Qin Fen's leisurely expression suddenly turned serious. Though he had never seen the fist technique that Du Peng displayed, he had long since heard of its great name: the Phaseless Water Bird Art!

The Phaseless Water Bird Art was divided into three major systems: movement techniques, fist techniques, and internal arts. Among them, the fist technique belonged to the classic tearing combat style. It was revered by Drill Instructor Butcher as the most gorgeous and cruel fist technique.

Butcher's Heart Excising Hand was a consummate skill created by imitating the profound meaning of the Phaseless Water Bird Fist, the Phaseless Tiger Breaks the Dragon.

Du Zhanpeng didn't dodge when faced with this gorgeous attack. His nostrils suddenly enlarged, and he suddenly sucked in a mouthful of air. His chest swelled without end, and his entire body seemed to grow taller by two inches. His fist spun and struck out at high speed, and it was as if the air between his arms had been hollowed out. He met Du Zhanpeng head-on without the slightest fear of tearing.

This was the combat breathing technique of the Seven Stars of Immortal Thunder Art! Qin Fen's eyes widened once more. This was yet another martial art that money couldn't buy!

Du Peng's body circulated with energy, and he suddenly flashed. He flashed several meters to the right in a manner that practically defied the laws of movement. His two legs made contact with the ground, and he exploded once more. He pounced at Du Zhanpeng's left ribs like lightning, and his five fingers parted into the form of an eagle's claw.

Du Zhanpeng stood in his original spot, not moving. His gaze merely suddenly looked to a corner, and Du Peng's advancing body couldn't help but pause. He promptly took a step, and his movement technique changed once more. He suddenly opened and closed, and he moved left and right. His body fiercely retreated several meters, and he suddenly shot to a different location like lightning. His entire body was like a white swan dancing gracefully on the water.

Du Zhanpeng stood in his original spot for a long time, and the corner of his lips gradually hooked into a faint smile. His two eyes suddenly erupted with a radiance. He, who had remained motionless all this time, suddenly moved. His two feet stomped the ground, and his entire body exploded into the air. He was like a general riding a warhorse on an ancient battlefield. The friction between his body and the air made a sound like the whinnying of a warhorse. His arm was like a large axe, like the cleaving of a warblade. It directly broke through Du Peng's aura of power, chopping toward the top of Du Peng's head.

This attack of Du Zhanpeng's was the Seven Stars Cleaving of the Calvary of the Seven Stars of Immortal Thunder Art!

A warhorse and a large blade! The ancient saint of martial arts, Guan Yu, had dominated the battlefield. He had relied on this one horse and one blade! Everywhere the blade light went, there were the tyrannical cries of the dead.

It was so domineering and unparalleled!

Du Zhanpeng's Seven Stars Cleaving of the Calvary was precisely the essence of the battlefield's slaughter. He, who came from a military family, carried the aura of the battlefield in the first place.

Du Peng seemed to have long since known that Du Zhanpeng would use this move. His ankle rotated in a strange manner, looking extremely similar to Indian yoga. His body followed the strange rotation of his ankle, and he abruptly dodged to the side. The target of his five clawed fingers changed to Du Zhanpeng's kidney!

Du Peng's claw could even crush a rock, let alone a body of flesh and blood.

All of these changes were within Du Peng's calculations. In order to deal with the Seven Stars Cleaving of the Calvary, he had paid incomparably hard work in the strange rotation of his ankle. Du Zhanpeng's aura of power had already reached its peak. It was practically impossible to change it. He could only choose to retreat!

As long as Du Zhanpeng retreated, his aura of power would subsequently weaken to an unprecedented low. In that instant, he would be able to leap high into the air and chase after Du Zhanpeng. He would be able to unleash the Faceless Water Bird Fist's most brutal and gorgeous move, the Vermillion Bird Spreads Its Wings, tearing his opponent's legs apart.

"Hah!"

Just when Du Peng felt that the dawn of victory had arrived, Du Zhanpeng suddenly let out an explosive roar. His arm, which had transformed into a warblade, suddenly twisted, chopping towards Du Peng's head at the same inconceivable angle.

In a rush, Du Peng already had no way of successfully dodging. At the same time that his two legs hurriedly withdrew, his two arms forcefully blocked the Seven Stars Cleaving of the Calvary.

Bang …

A solid collision rang out. Du Peng's entire body completely lost balance. His two feet completely left the ground as he flew backwards.

Du Zhanpeng didn't stop in the slightest after succeeding in his move. His two legs stomped, and like an ancient warhorse, he brought forth a biting cold gale as he chased after Du Peng, who had fallen to the ground. He raised his large foot, like an ancient warhorse trampling an infantryman on the battlefield, and heavily stomped towards Du Peng's chest.

Quite a few young recruits couldn't bear to see the instant Du Peng's ribs completely shattered. One by one, they covered their two eyes. They waited for a few seconds, but they discovered that the bone shattering and the blood-curdling screams that should have followed didn't come out. One by one, they opened their eyes in curiosity and discovered that Du Zhanpeng's foot had stopped in the air half a foot away from Du Peng's chest.

Du Peng half lay on the ground. His face was filled with fury as he looked at Du Zhanpeng. His two arms, which were barely propped up from the ground, emitted violent tremors without end. The Seven Stars Cleaving of the Calvary had caused him quite a bit of damage.

Du Zhanpeng arrogantly looked down at Du Peng. He was like an ancient monarch looking at an ant-like commoner.

It was just that there was a faint trace of displeasure hidden between the brows of this arrogant monarch. This was because he felt a very thick threat not too far away.

He didn't heavily injure Du Peng not because the monarch was lenient. Instead, this arrogant monarch felt that if he were to truly step on Du Peng's foot, the six pitch-black gun barrels pointed at him not too far away would immediately unleash the most splendid roar of metal.

Du Zhanpeng was very arrogant, but he wasn't a fool. He was confident that it was impossible for him to block the M134 Vulcan Cannon with his current strength.

Though he was a bit doubtful that Qin Fen, who was armed with a gun, would actually fire. However, Du Zhanpeng didn't dare to truly use his body to conduct this experiment.

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