You know, an acquired warrior in the early stage is the personal bodyguard of some corporate bosses, and in this moral education base that trains high school freshmen, there are actually dozens of them.
A personal bodyguard for the boss of a medium-sized enterprise can earn a salary of tens of thousands of yuan, and a basic instructor for an ordinary student can earn a monthly salary by comparing the two.
However, when the instructor heard what Xing Luo said about the confused early days of tomorrow, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a sharp gaze burst out from his eyes, directed towards Xing Luo. It was hard for him to imagine that a child of fifteen or sixteen years old,
He actually knows about the acquired warrior.
"Okay, I accept your challenge." The instructor waved his hand and said to the people in the third row: "Sit down and rest."
"call."
Hearing this, everyone in the third row immediately sat down. Even Ge Feng looked at Xing Luo with a slight sense of schadenfreude. Who was the instructor? He was a soldier who had been trained in the army. His physical condition was so terrifying.
The movement at the third platoon's training area naturally attracted the attention of some of the surrounding platoon leaders who were training.
"How come you can't get along with a high school student, captain of the third platoon?" the instructor of the fifth platoon suddenly said with a smile.
"Could it be that your brain is congested because of a broken love? Are you brain-dead?" the seventh platoon leader said with a joking smile. These instructors are all from the same army, so their feelings are naturally deep, and they will not be distracted by such a trivial matter.
Conflict.
"Go away, it's this boy who challenged me." The instructor immediately shouted, then looked at Xing Luo, took a stance, and said, "Boy, go ahead and make a move, I will defeat you with the Military Body Fist."
"Haha, Chinese Kung Fu, I also learned a boxing technique from the old man."
Upward.
"This is...Wing Chun?" Seeing Xing Luo's movement, the instructor's eyes widened immediately, and even the platoon leaders watching around were surprised.
"Hey, I've been learning for a few years. I feel a little unfamiliar with the starting position today. Don't blame the instructor." Xing Luo touched his nose and said with a smile.
"bring it on."
The instructor immediately shouted, and he could feel that Xing Luo was unusual. Even he felt quite oppressed by the latter's aura. This kind of oppression was similar to the invisible oppression between the strong and the weak.
feel.
Xing Luo smiled, re-arranged the Wing Chun starting position, and used the two-word pincers in Wing Chun to press against the instructor. Then he ducked, got close to the body, and struck out with both fists as fast as meteors. Wing Chun focused on hardness and softness.
It is efficient and consumes less energy.
The instructor did not dare to slack off or neglect at all, kicking, hitting, throwing, grabbing, twisting, and using military boxing routines to defend. During the battle with Xing Luo, the instructor could even feel the bones in his hands and legs vibrating.
.
Yes, that is pain!
It was hard for him to imagine that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child could have such a strong physical fitness. It would have been impossible for him to be so tough without such physical fitness for more than ten or twenty years.
Xing Luo caught the instructor's gap, quickly got close to him, and punched out with both fists quickly, landing dozens of punches directly on the instructor's chest.
"Pfft."
Suddenly, muffled sounds sounded continuously, and the instructor was beaten back seven steps. Finally, he knelt down on one knee and covered his chest with one hand. Scarlet blood suddenly spurted from his mouth to the ground, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"I accept it." Xing Luo looked indifferent and cupped his hands. Just as he was about to return to his team, he heard a cold shout.
"Xing Luo, you got me into trouble again." Ye Binglan, who had just come out from lunch, immediately saw the scene where the instructor was punched by Xing Luo and fell to the ground. Her heart was shocked, her pretty face turned cold instantly, and she walked quickly
Arriving in front of Xing Luo.
Xing Luo, on the other hand, was an equally beautiful teacher. Looking at the pool of scarlet blood in front of the instructor, his originally dark eyes suddenly flashed with scarlet color. He shook his head slightly and Xing Luo took a deep breath.
"I challenged the instructor, and the instructor agreed. As for injuries, this is a common occurrence in martial arts competitions." Xing Luo said calmly.
"You are dignified..." After hearing this, Ye Binglan felt that Xing Luo's words were ridiculous. When she was about to say something, she was interrupted by the instructor.
"Teacher Ye, what Xing Luo said is right. Injuries are common in martial arts competitions. I am a rough man and a soldier. I admire force very much. When I see young people with such strength, I can feel that I, Huaxia,
I’m not unhappy at all.” The instructor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a hearty smile.
"Whether I am great or not, it has nothing to do with China." Xing Luo muttered in a low voice.
However, this sentence was heard by Ye Binglan, but she did not say anything. It would be an extremely happy thing for China to have a genius like Xing Luo. However, although Xing Luo has the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang in China,
However, he did not grow up in China, which made Xing Luo very unfamiliar with China.
"Well, I admire you very much. Yes, you are very straightforward." Xing Luo smiled and patted the instructor's shoulder, then whispered: "Hey, I just fooled you. I am a mid-term warrior, and the teacher you call me is Teacher Ye."
, you are a late-stage warrior, it is normal for you to lose to me, don’t feel any psychological burden."
"I'll wipe it."
Hearing this, the instructor's heart suddenly raised the middle finger of the international sign. Why did he say that Xing Luo's physical fitness was so strong as Mao's? It turned out to be one level higher than him.
"Haha, it's lunch time, I'm going to get the lunch box first." He laughed and patted the instructor on the shoulder. Xing Luo walked towards the boys' dormitory with a smile, completely unaware that he had not returned to the team yet.
Everyone in the third row looked at Xing Luo as if they were looking at monsters. Who the hell is this guy? He could even make the instructor vomit blood. Ge Feng was even more shocked. Recalling that time
In the scene in the police station, Xing Luo shattered the handcuffs with his bare hands.
No wonder...no wonder grandpa said that Xing Luo was someone he couldn't mess with. Ge Feng immediately gave up the idea of making trouble for Xing Luo or stumbling in secret. Not to mention the Lin family behind Xing Luo, Xing Luo's personal strength alone could
I have tortured myself ninety-nine and eighty-one times.
The person who was even more shocked was the strength of the major platoon leaders and the third platoon leader. However, they were all early acquired warriors like them. However, they were defeated by a high school student? Moreover, they were beaten to the point of vomiting blood.
Get down?
The world is so crazy!
The most shocked person was the instructor in the third row. He clearly heard what Xing Luo said just now. The middle period of the day after tomorrow at the age of fifteen? The late day after the day at the age of twenty?
Oh my god, what kind of monster is hiding in China? There are such powerful young people.