"Boy, they say you are a troublemaker. Our Boss Luo heard that you came to the elite barracks a long time ago. He originally wanted to find you, but soon he changed his mind. He said that even if we don't go to find you, you will
You will definitely jump out and die. Sure enough, in just a few days, you have offended Brother Xiao, so congratulations!" Liao Huipi said with a smile.
The people around were even more confused. Boss Luo, of course, is Luo Ming from Lucun Camp. The number one in Lucun Camp and the latest ranking is fifth in the All Elite Barracks, one level higher than Xiao Li. This kid is really awesome.
Got so many great people.
The members of the Special Forces Group twitched their lips, this guy is too good at causing trouble, is it true that the Special Forces Group is really going to be removed from the team?
Crystal was mentally prepared for this. He was well aware of Wu Ya's recent experiences. The various forces of the Elite Battalion and Beidou were intricately intertwined. Luo Ming was the brother of Luo Teng who almost died at Wu Ya's hands. It would be strange if he didn't come to take revenge.
"Hey, isn't this a group of surprise soldiers whose strength has skyrocketed? Why, they cause trouble even though they have some strength. Unfortunately, we originally wanted to visit your place again, but we didn't expect you to be so busy. Let's wait for now!"
A second voice came from the field. Following the past, it turned out to be Brother Cai from Jumen Camp. However, he was no longer in a dominant position. There was someone standing next to him. He was tall and mighty, even taller than Jumen.
He didn't know where he was in the giant gate camp. There were a few soldiers pointing around. They were the same ones he had blasted out of Kraao's blacksmith shop before.
"My defeated general, you want to be a guest and you have to be welcomed by us." Wu Ya replied with a sneer.
"Wow..."
Another exclamation immediately came from the surroundings. Although Brother Cai is not a great person, he is at least one of the hundreds of people in the elite camp. He was defeated by this kid. Who is this kid? Why didn't he make the list?
, isn’t this the most rubbish, filthy, and moth-like team? Why doesn’t it look like that?
Brother Cai's face suddenly turned red, but it soon turned into a sneer: "It's just a trick, what's the big deal? I can kill you easily if I do it again. You'd better deal with the matter in front of you first. I hope you still have a chance to tell me
I challenge."
"Lucun Camp, Jumen Camp, don't build momentum for him, I'll give you some breathing space later."
Xiao Li didn't expect Wu Ya to be famous, but it didn't matter. He was the number one in the Wenqu camp, and Liao Hui didn't even look down on him, let alone Brother Cai. He just saw Wu Ya receiving so much attention, and he felt dissatisfied.
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Most of the soldiers in the Wenqu camp regard the sword as their natal weapon. A gentleman loves a sword. Everyone in the Wenqu camp considers himself a gentleman. They are all white-faced scholar-like beings. It is the most "feminine" barracks among the elite barracks, and is also considered to be the most "feminine" barracks.
The weakest and the strongest barracks, the weakest refers to their weakest in terms of direct combat capabilities, while the strongest refers to their brains. Almost all of them are good at arranging troops and scheming.
Many actions require them to plan and run, and they can always achieve miraculous results.
It's hard to say whether Xiao Li's combat effectiveness can really be ranked sixth in the elite barracks. Maybe there are a lot of "literary" bonus points, but even so, he is still better than many people, and no one dares to underestimate him.
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The white sword light drew a brilliant ray of light and shot towards Wu Ya. Following this sword light, he also stepped forward. After losing such a big face, he no longer had any gentlemanly demeanor. Kill the man in front of him who dared to attack him.
For those who are disrespectful, he has already set a goal in his heart with three moves. He will definitely make this person fall within three moves. He has already felt Wu Ya's strength. He is only a high-level military master, a whole big taller than him.
In terms of level, this guy is still a rare soldier. He has three moves, so look up to him.
Wu Ya felt a great pressure and sighed in his heart. It was really difficult to make up the level gap. He had no choice. He didn't use the sword. It wasn't that he didn't use it. It was because he didn't have a normal sword around him. The four swords he had just repaired
The halberd was picked up directly.
"boom……"
The gap in level caused Wu Ya to retreat continuously. Xiao Li, who was fluttering in white clothes, walked around the halberd, as if gliding against the halberd. His whole body was elegant and handsome. Normally, it should have attracted the screams of countless beauties. However, the white clothes on the
The footprints are still so obvious.
"Qiang..."
There was another sound of gold and iron clashing. Wu Ya didn't know what was going on, but he reversed the hilt of the halberd and blocked the killing sword. The halberd skills of the Seven Star Divine Halberd were not for fun. Naturally, there were many defensive moves.
, "Red Rabbit" screamed excitedly, of course, it was also mixed with dissatisfaction, because Wu Ya was still too weak and could not let it exert its full strength.
After sealing Xiao Li's sword, Wu Ya was shocked again and his hands were numb. He forced himself to steady his body, pulled the halberd back, and the long "well" shaped halberd blade was pulled back.
, hooked behind Xiao Li.
If he was hooked, Xiao Li would be stabbed directly, but Wu Ya didn't expect this move to do anything. He just forced him to retreat. There was no other way. Xiao Li's third move was only half prepared before he had to give way.
Passed.
After three moves, his plan came to nothing.
"Huhu..."
Wu Ya took a few breaths. It seemed simple just now, but in fact it was extremely dangerous. Although this was just a test, he basically knew the opponent's background. He was determined in his heart. Although it was difficult to win, he would not lose. If he cooperated...
…the chances are not small.
"The best in Wenquying is nothing more than that!"
Xiao Li's face was gloomy. After being reminded by Jumen Camp and Lucun Camp, he had tried his best to overestimate Wu Ya's strength, but he found that he still underestimated. This guy was not an ordinary high-level military master. Three moves actually
He didn't even touch the corners of other people's clothes.
"With your power of words, let's see how many times you can block my swords."
Xiao Li took action again, a little faster than last time and even more powerful.
Wu Ya stared at his movements, not daring to take it lightly. He had no right to take it lightly. In a daze, he seemed to see something, frowned, and then stretched out again. His feet suddenly started to move like wind, and he was actually facing him.
Kill him.
"Ouch..."
Suddenly the voice of "Red Rabbit" was dissatisfied in his mind, but it was useless. He had to integrate the two martial arts. He had tried a move on the falling star stone before, but the halberd was thrown away in the misty mountains.
I have never tried it again. I happened to try it out today. Unexpectedly, it suddenly became much smoother, but it was still not enough.
The battle came just in time!
Wu Ya rushed forward, and then continued to defend, and continued to launch Feng Zong Steps. His heart was neither happy nor sad, and his mind was filled with the moves of Feng Ying and "Red Rabbit". He didn't know when he had been hit by the sword, and his blood was
It flowed down his shoulders, as if he didn't notice it, he continued to defend, and occasionally found an opportunity to make a counterattack. Although many people thought it was futile, Wu Ya didn't think so, because in his own calculations
, his counterattacks are getting better and better, and their frequency is getting faster and faster.
I'm stunned, is this guy a tortoise?
There was no way Xiao Li could break through his defense with such a terrifying attack. Even if it did, it would only leave a few sword marks. Well, would the most powerful person in the Wenqu camp want to consume him to death?
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