Chapter 72 I will love you very much

"How to try?" An Lan took another bite of melon.

Qiangwei provocatively said: "Let's make it clear that we can fight each other, practice will reveal true knowledge.

Among us, let’s single you out.”

A few days ago, An Lan was seriously injured and it was difficult to attack him. Now Qiangwei finally found a legitimate reason to beat An Lan.

"It's not appropriate for a group of second- and third-generation people to beat up a second-generation person like me," An Lan asked with a smile.

Of course, one-on-one or even one-on-three would be casual abuse, but one-on-six, even An Lan would feel troubled.

He had watched the training of the Xiongbing Company in the past few days. Although the skills and coordination were still very immature, they had more or less formed the prototype of a team.

Tank Ge Xiaolun, fighter and deputy tank Liu Chuang, fighter and controller Cheng Yaowen, mobile unit Zhao Xin, Rui Mengmeng, ADC Qilin, and tactical core Qiangwei.

The team that the Super Seminary has placed high hopes on to fight against the Taotie Legion is no longer good even now.

"Are you scared?" Qiangwei raised her chin and looked at An Lan who was eating melon.

"No, Rose."

Before An Lan could answer, Ge Xiaolun in the queue was the first to lose his nerve and asked with some confusion: "Why do you have to fight with Brother Lan?"

In addition to being puzzled, Ge Xiaolun was also a little bit afraid of An Lan.

Although An Lan usually looks very informal, making all kinds of complaints and jokes, he seems very easy-going and can get along with anyone.

But once he enters a fighting state, An Lan will become strangely violent and wild, talking constantly and striking with extreme ferocity.

It's hard to tell which one is the real him.

Such An Lan made Ge Xiaolun a little afraid because of the unknown.

Qiangwei was also vaguely aware of the fear in Ge Xiaolun's heart, and scolded her hard: "It's just actual combat training, why don't you dare to fight with him?

Are you a god or an invincible body? You won’t die. What are you afraid of!?"

"The divine body may not be immortal..." Ge Xiaolun muttered in a low voice.

The last three-generation peak beast crocodile god Thorton, who was said to be immortal, was just blasted by An Lan with a punch a few days ago.

emmm…

Qiangwei was silent for a moment, okay, the divine body is indeed not truly immortal, but are you a little too cowardly?

"What are you arguing about?"

Captain Lena finally spoke up, reprimanded a few people, and then said: "Am I usually too kind to you? Don't you know that I follow orders and prohibitions?

Who asked you to speak?"

Qiangwei curled her lips and said nothing.

Reina paced back and forth and said: "Originally this afternoon, I wanted you to be in a team and I to be in a separate team for a confrontational combat training.

However, I think Qiangwei’s idea is not without merit.

Store manager, I remember you promised the dean that you would be a teaching assistant for a few days, right?"

"That's what happened." An Lan nodded.

"Then are you free today?" Reina continued to ask.

"I'm always available."

After a pause, An Lan continued to smile and said: "And it just so happens that I am in a very bad mood today."

I was in a good mood at first, but after Angel Yan left, my mood deteriorated.

"That would be perfect."

Reina clapped her hands in joy, put one hand on her hips and turned to face Qiangwei and others, scolding: "In that case, An Lan will be your opponent in the exercise this afternoon.

How about it, are you surprised?"

"Don't."

Ge Xiaolun put on a bitter face and said with some fear: "How about Sister Reina, do you come in person?"

Ge Xiaolun was still a little afraid of An Lan. Although he was not a god, he had fucked a third-generation peak beast a few days ago.

Although the third-generation peak beast body is not in good condition, the Xiongbing Company is just a group of new recruits.

If An Lan doesn't take it, stop...

"hehe."

An Lan ate the melon and laughed and said, "That's wonderful. I never thought that you could pick an opponent."

Opponents on the battlefield will not stand there and be chosen like commodities in a display window.

The team members were so naive, and as the team leader, Rena was a little embarrassed and reprimanded: "Xiao Lun, what are you criticizing?

Will you be able to choose your opponents on the battlefield? Will all the opponents you encounter in the future be of my type?

Fight as many different types of enemies as possible during training, so you can be more confident on the battlefield in the future."

Ge Xiaolun was speechless.

An Lan is indeed dangerous, but there is Reina standing next to him. Even if An Lan really loses control and kills the killer during the battle, Reina can at least stop him.

On the real battlefield, there is no safety guarantee.

"Okay, that's it, isn't it just An Lan? Deal with him!"

Qiangwei cheered for her teammates impassionedly, her heart was eager to try, and her blood was boiling. 7V1, how could Feilongqian lose? Even if she lost, it wouldn't be a disastrous defeat, right?

Finally, I had a reasonable and legitimate reason to give An Lan a good beating.

Seeing that both parties had no objections, Reina turned around and asked An Lan: "You have fewer people, so you decide the rules, including the venue and the method of determining victory or defeat."

"How can there be so many rules?"

An Lan pointed at the ground with his watermelon knife and said: "On this training ground, the way to determine victory or defeat is also very simple.

Whichever side is completely lying down and unable to stand up will lose."

Simple enough.

After setting the rules and agreeing on some precautions, Reina withdrew from the area.

Zhao Xin, Rui Mengmeng, Qi Lin and others, also under the command of acting captain Qiangwei, moved to their respective tactical positions in an orderly manner according to the deployment.

Only Liu Chuang and Ge Xiaolun were left in front of An Lan.

"Do you have a feeling that we seem to have been abandoned?"

Ge Xiaolun held the void sword in his hand, swallowed his saliva, glanced at An Lan who was eating melon, and asked Liu Chuang beside him.

After more than half a month of training, the gap between the two cannot be said to have been completely eliminated, but the distance between the two has indeed become much closer, and they can more or less exchange a few words.

"Indeed there is."

Liu Chuang is also a bit numb. Compared to Ge Xiaolun, he has a great psychological shadow on An Lan. After all, he was beaten to the point of death twice.

I originally expected Qiangwei to come up with some ingenious tactical arrangements, but I didn't expect a simple and crude tactic like letting the two third-generation gods hold An Lan down in close combat while the others waited for the opportunity.

This can also be called tactics.

"Haruki Murakami said that pain is unavoidable, but suffering can be chosen."

An Lan threw away the watermelon knife and most of the watermelon in his hand, slowly stood up and looked around.

Then he took out the dangerous trigger with his left hand and said with a smile: "I will train you well."

Perhaps because of Angel Yan's departure, An Lan was in a bad mood today. Violence is the best way to relieve his mood and vent his emotions.

Fortunately, every time An Lan was unhappy, sandbags would be delivered to her door.

Suddenly I learned that there is still a meeting to be held, and the discussion and comments on this chapter may not be resumed until November.
Chapter completed!