When the captain looked at these three people, his face froze. Although there were only three of them, they were not something they could handle: "Go to the street next door and ask the people over there to help."
"Yes, senior, you guys...be careful."
"Okay, get out." The captain waved his arm and waved the new students out several steps. He waved to Yue Li and the others: "Brothers, come out to greet the guests!"
Yue Li and Shi Ze had no choice but to come out. There was no point in hiding now.
There are three people, one of whom is above level 50, and the other two are between forty and fifty. This is definitely not comparable to their average team of thirty-five. And in this thirty-five-level team, there are
There is a person like Yue Li who can pull levels very hard.
All participants in the war have the consciousness of sacrifice. Although this is a bit empty, it is also reality.
Although no one wants to be the one who sacrifices, the fact is that sacrifice is not far away from everyone.
Now, everyone in Yue Li's group has a tragic color. Except Yue Li and Shi Ze.
"Let me see, is there no one in Nuwa City? You actually let a group of little guys come out to die?" The person above level 40 stood up with disdain on his face.
Yue Li and Shi Ze stood together, quietly observing the appearance of the three of them.
Fighting does not matter whether it is good or evil, but the positions are different. However, as a person who has chosen a camp, the enemy must be destroyed.
There is no murderous intent in these three people, not because they will let them go, but because... their team is not taken seriously by them. They can kill them with just a few fingers, so why waste murderous intent?
"Okay, don't waste time, hurry up and clean up." The fifty-level, middle-aged man spoke slowly, with some impatience in his eyes.
"Yes, uncle."
As he said that, two people in their forties rushed towards them.
"Run!" the captain ordered and retreated first.
Yue Li and Shi Ze frowned slightly, looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and in perfect agreement, moved to one side and moved forward instead of retreating.
Avoid the two who are in their forties and go straight to the one who is over fifty.
"Tsk!" They heard the disdainful sneers of the two people, but the two people let them go as they wished.
When the middle-aged man saw their actions, his eyes became even more disdainful: "Two bold gray mice."
Yue Li waved her hand, and the silver whip was born.
Shi Ze turned over his hand and unsheathed his long sword.
One is flying up and down, agile and elegant. The other is opening and closing, as calm as a mountain. Completely different styles, but they blend together perfectly because of tacit understanding!
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.
In terms of combat alone, the cooperation between the two of them is flawless and unique.
However! The difference in realm cannot be made up by skills.
They naturally understand this after countless battles. Therefore, their killing moves are not these gorgeous and amazing moves.
"They have some skills. At such a young age, their strength is barely noticeable. What a pity!" The middle-aged man said that they were gray mice. Seeing them like this, he couldn't help but praise them.
But war is war, they are enemies, and the more talented the enemy is, the more they must be nipped in the bud.
Yue Li's whip was like a snake, wrapping around the middle-aged man's feet.
The middle-aged man was a little overconfident and stood there motionless. Yue Li made a thought and the long whip wrapped around his feet, but it did not stop. Instead, it immediately turned into a long snake, circling and running up his legs.