Instructor Huang aimed at Wang Yao's weakness and kept fighting closely, making Wang Yao's strength and speed unable to be fully exerted.

His shoulder hit Wang Yao's chest hard. Wang Yao's chest became stuffy and he staggered back under the force. However, his shoulder was pulled by Instructor Huang's eagle-like palm and pulled it back. He fell over his shoulder and fell heavily to the ground.

Bang!

With a dull sound, Wang Yao was thrown into great difficulty and had no strength to get up.

It was already morning, and Wang Yao and Instructor Huang had been fighting here for nearly three hours. Wang Yao was beaten to a bruised nose and swollen face, but he couldn't even touch the corner of Instructor Huang's clothes.

At first, Wang Yao could defend with his unparalleled reaction speed, but later, he was beaten so hard that he couldn't tell the difference between the east, west, south and north, and he was completely slower. He often defended himself only after being hit. It was almost one-sided battle.

"Your strength is above me, but I can't beat me. Now I know what your problem is." Huang Xiqin's bronze skin with sweat flowing with luster. He walked to the corner of the sports equipment, threw the mineral water to Wang Yao, sat on the equipment, drank half a bottle of water, and poured the rest on his head.

"My...awareness is too bad?" Wang Yao lay on the floor with his breath, sweating profusely, and his whole body seemed to have just been taken out of the water, and his clothes were all wet. The mineral water rolled to his armpits, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to pick it up.

It was not just what he said that he could not beat him, but almost one-sidedly crushed him. Fortunately, Huang Xi was very serious and used his throwing skills to subdue Wang Yao, otherwise he would have been bruised and swollen.

"Absolutely, what you said is too general. First of all, you don't have combat skills. Secondly." Huang Xi pointed his eyes with two fingers. "The natural reaction of the eyes."

"The master fights... Cough cough, I've been talking to the master for a long time recently and he's taken over. The real battle is just between lightning and flashing. It's even a lot of time. And when you fight with me, your eyes will always feel closed."

"Um..." Wang Yao thought carefully. It was indeed as he said, every time Huang Xi attacked his face, he would blink in a conditioned reflex. The next second, he was spinning and subdued on the floor.

"I haven't sweated so much in a long time, haha." Huang Xi laughed heartily. At first, he was a little serious and polite when facing Wang Yao. After getting along with each other, he felt that Wang Yao's personality was very easy-going, so he regained the generous temperament he developed in the army.

Wang Yao rolled his eyes helplessly, saying that he was completely tired of hitting me. He shook his feet, picked up the mineral water, sat down next to Huang Xi with his arms hanging down, and turned on the water bottle and swallowed in big mouthfuls.

In the thirst, the water is as delicious as a sweet spring.

Wang Yao, who had lost the empty water bottle and recovered some strength, was eager to continue. He is now very interested in this combat skills.

Huang Xi waved his hand powerlessly: "No, I'm a strong man from the outside now. I don't have to stand for a while and I'll fall down. Take a break and let me rest." He fought with Wang Yao for three hours continuously, and even the iron man couldn't stand it.

"Tsk." Wang Yao finally regained some sense of superiority. He walked to Huang Xi like a villain and walked around the pile of equipment.

Wang Yao picked up a barbell, bumped a few times and threw it aside. "It's too light, too light, old Dragon King, you have a key treasure there."

Instructor Huang was too lazy to pay attention to the energetic Wang Yao. Wang Yao picked up another barbell that weighed fifty kilograms.

"Next." Wang Yao said, throwing it to Instructor Huang. The latter dared not to take it, so he lowered his head and avoided it.

Bang--

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the wood chips splashed, and the barbell weighing 100 pounds made a depression in the wooden floor.

"Sorry, Instructor Huang..." Wang Yao said apologetically.

"It's okay, this is not my place anyway, I'm just here to teach you." Huang Xi said indifferently.

"Ha? Isn't this your venue?" Wang Yao froze on his face apologetically. At this moment, the sound of the elevator sounded on the first floor. Someone came up.

It was almost noon, and the most likely one was Zhang Qing.

Wang Yao and Huang Xi looked at each other and placed their eyes on the broken floor at the same time.

The two of them pounced on them almost at the same time. Wang Yao picked up the barbell and threw it back into the pile of equipment. Huang Xi quickly pulled the blanket and covered the damaged carpet. At the same time, the elevator door opened and Zhang Qing, carrying a bright silver suitcase, walked out of it.

Then she saw Instructor Huang, who was sitting on the blanket with his bronze upper body in an extremely girlish position, and Wang Yao, who was still counting the slogan "997,998".

"Zhang Qing, you are here." Wang Yao gently put down the barbell and raised a smile to meet him.

"You guys are..." Facing the two smiling faces, Zhang Qing felt an indescribable sense of weirdness.

“Ah hahaha we are practicing body flexibility.”

"Just finished the fight and are resting."

The two spoke in unison.

"…?" Zhang Qing felt even more strange. She placed the silver box aside and threw the clean clothes she brought to Wang Yao, saying, "I'll be exhausted all morning in training. Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner." After that, she took the lead in returning to the elevator.

Wang Yao and Huang Xi looked at each other. Huang Xi took the vest hanging on the equipment and put it on. Wang Yao also changed into the clothes Zhang Qing brought and followed them together.

"Is it okay to put 434-6 upstairs like this?" Wang Yao asked in the elevator.

"It's no problem to have him here." Zhang Qing said, obviously referring to the Fire Cloud Evil God.

"Tsk." Wang Yao tskated, and his curiosity towards the bald man was even better. He twisted his body. "There is no way to get this clothes? They are quite comfortable to wear."

"A few thousand per item, what do you think. I have to reimburse this~"

"no problem."

...

"How to do it?" Wang Yao asked with a touch of the streamlined helmet.

It was already one pm. After making an appointment with Instructor Huang to continue tomorrow morning, he left first. Wang Yao and Zhang Qing returned to the second floor of the "Textile Bureau" and began to conduct relevant training of 434-6.

Zhang Qing debugged something on a small console with countless buttons.

"You will know when you go in." Zhang Qing smiled mysteriously.

"Okay." Wang Yao lay down and put on his helmet. After a brief darkness, he appeared in this vast white space.

"Are you ready?" Zhang Qing's voice resounded in this space.

"Okay." Wang Yao replied.

As he finished speaking, a black shadow slowly emerged more than ten meters away from his side.

"So close?" Wang Yao frowned and turned to the inverted figure. Unlike what he expected, he saw the black shadow holding his palm high, and a one-meter-long black spear appeared in his palm.

The black shadow suddenly threw it at Wang Yao, and the spear brought out a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Wang Yao quickly lowered his body and avoided the spear.

laugh!

Wang Yao turned around, his spear was nailed into the ground, and the tail of the spear was still trembling.

"Be careful." Zhang Qing reminded.

"What?" Wang Yao just said, and saw another black shadow slowly emerging.

The black spear condensed, and the sound of breaking through the air started. Two spears stabbed Wang Yao one by one and the other. Wang Yao jumped up and rolled on the spot to avoid the front and back attack of the spear.

Without letting him take a breath, the third figure appeared!

"Recently come?" Wang Yao complained and ran to the left quickly.

The sound of chirping continued, and the spear chased Wang Yao's figure, often where he stopped in front of Wang Yao for the moment. There were more and more figures, and in just a few minutes, it increased to the six paths.

Realizing that if this continues, it will sooner or later be submerged by the sea of ​​people, Wang Yao kicked his left foot and turned around suddenly, avoided an invading spear, and headed straight for one of the black shadows!

The black shadow faced Wang Yao who was rushing towards him indifferently, raised his palms high, quickly condensed into a black spear, and threw it out suddenly.

Wang Yao seized the opportunity, stepped on the ground, and jumped high. He jumped out nearly three meters high! He had never expected that he could adjust so high, so Wang Yao fell to the ground in a hurry. Fortunately, there was no pain in the virtual space, and he only stopped for a short time, and his body resumed high-speed movement. At this moment, he was only ten meters away from the black shadow.

Saw!

Several and spears were blindly rubbing against Wang Yao's back.

As they were close, Wang Yao could see the appearance of the black shadow clearly. He was actually a faceless black shadow.

He rushed to the black shadow faceless man. The black spear in its hand was condensing, but it was too late. Wang Yao pinched the black shadow's neck, but saw the spear in the black shadow's hand suddenly accelerated and condensed. Then, when Wang Yao had no time to react, he stabbed it suddenly!

drop--

The red light on the helmet is on.

Wang Yao did not withdraw, but the game space stagnated at this moment.

What's going on? When Wang Yaozheng felt confused, a row of words suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

【Genre: Ranged attack method of the Cold Weapon Age: Spear】

【Number of occurrence: 6】

【Time: 04:37】

【Your current ranking: 5403】

[Evaluation: Even a three-year-old child can do this. But the courage to take the initiative to attack is commendable.]

Wang Yao kept his astonished expression and took off his helmet. His open mouth could almost stuff an egg.

"Is this thing still ranked?" he asked Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing thought for a while and nodded: "It's true that you can enter the record after reaching a bottom line. A person can only have a best score in the same type. For example, if you get third place, then you will get fourth place in the next game and your ranking will not change. Only when you get better rankings will it change."

"What? Have you been rated?"
Chapter completed!