Among the Suzaku special team, there are two people who are very special!
One is Qingluan's younger sister Qingyilei, and the other is Ming who has never said a word. This was the case when she joined the Special Forces. The instructor specially gave her the code name "Jing", and the team members secretly called her dumb Jing.
"Why did the instructor tell the mute to go silent?"
"Her ability is very strong, but she doesn't know how to communicate with us at all. If she loses again, she won't be able to tell us what weakness the other party has!"
"These heretics are so fucking disgusting! What kind of tattoos do they have on their bodies? How come everyone has tattoos all over their bodies!"
The dumb Jing didn't hesitate, tied the short crossbow on her body, nodded to Qingluan, and went straight up.
Among the pagans on the opposite side, another old man with dry hair walked out, but they both looked similar, even with the same divine marks on their bodies, and everyone simply didn't distinguish who they were.
Wei Tian stood on the shore with his whole body wet, and said to the mute unwillingly: "The nails on their body are a bit weird, you have to be careful!"
"Hmph!" The old man with dry hair shouted loudly: "It seems that the Special Forces is getting less and less people, and now they have sent a woman out! This is simply an insult to me!"
As if the dumb Jing didn't hear it, she bent her waist and directly bent into the shape of a crossbow, and then slammed it fiercely.
Boom——
It was like a crossbow bolt shot out, rushing past at a terrifying speed.
Seeing this, the old man with dry hair shrank his pupils, and immediately fell silent. His hands were as dry as the palms of mummies, and the divine lines glowed with luster, and they greeted him like tears.
bang bang bang!
The infuriating energy in Mute Jing's whole body was weird, as if it was real, she struck out more than a dozen palms in a row, and at the last moment, she turned around directly in an incredible bow-bending posture.
She turned over from the top of the old man's head, hooked the old man's chin with one hand, and shook it hard!
bang——
The old man was thrown out by her! Crossed the border!
The mute didn't stop, she jumped directly, rushed to the opposite country, just above the head of the chaos army, she took three steps in the air, and stepped heavily on the body of the old man with withered hair.
"Huh?" Qingluan frowned suddenly, why is there some mystery in the footwork that Jing just stepped on in the air?
The other special forces members were even more puzzled. They always felt that the dumb Jing had seen the three-step volley just now, and the more they looked, the more it looked like the chief instructor had used the seven-step against God before.
It's just that what Jing stepped on now is three steps, and some imitate the shape, but she didn't understand the true meaning of it!
bang——
This time, Dumb Jing still fought with the old man with dry hair for half an hour. No matter how many times she knocked down the opponent with any moves, in the end, the old man with dry hair was able to stand up again with incredible strength .
Even Qingluan felt a sudden gasp when he saw it!
"How is this possible? It's impossible for them to be so strong. If they were really so strong, they wouldn't be willing to lie dormant for so long! They would have invaded China long ago!" Qingluan knew that there must be some weirdness in this!
Did she have to play in person in the third game? But she still can't see anything weird about the other party, and it's impossible for her to win in person! So what if you win one of the opponents? The opponent is still three undefeated!
Unless she can defeat the three of them at once! Otherwise, this time I really lost!
"Has the chief instructor not come yet?" Qingluan looked back at the hillside and found that there was no one.
She smiled dumbly, what was she thinking? Didn't she carry it all by herself so many times before?
Why would you want to rely on a newly appointed chief instructor now?
He is now at the ancient tomb, and he will never arrive in just an hour!
Having said that, there was still a burst of deep tiredness and powerlessness in her heart.
Seeing that the dumb Jing was at a disadvantage, the inspector couldn't help laughing wildly: "You've lost again! If you feel like it, get the hell out of here! I won't be ashamed to come out!"
More than a thousand pagans behind him raised their arms and shouted, and the sound of the tide came, and even the members of the special forces were affected for a while.
"Hey, beautiful instructor. I would like to thank you for your kindness in advance! Huaxia has always paid attention to promises, and I hope you will not disturb us within these seven days! Humph!" You can win the Special Forces once.
And this time must be enough for him to show off after returning to China! With such merits, he will definitely be promoted to one of the twelve great envoys after he returns!
Bang——
The power in the old man's body was endless, and he directly blasted the dumb Jing away with terrifying power.
Although the dumb Jing was extremely unwilling, it was a pity that she no longer had the energy to continue fighting!
She still can't win in the end!
Like a kite with broken strings, her body was thrown straight and fell towards the small river.
Just like the past so many years, she faced success and failure in the same way, she was silent, and no word would come out of her mouth.
At this moment, an exclamation of excitement erupted from the special forces behind him.
boom! !
Dumb Jing suddenly felt her body froze, and someone caught her in the air.
She has been used to being alone for so many years, and she doesn't like others touching her, so she wants to break free immediately. But his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar face.
Chief instructor!
Why is he here?
"Chief Instructor! You're finally here! That's great!" Among the Special Forces, after exclaiming that there was an afterimage rushing towards them, there was a burst of fervent cries.
"Okay! The chief instructor is finally here! Okay, kill those bastards!" At this moment, all the men and women in the special forces shouted out one after another.
Mo Nan continued to be dumb, and landed gently on the ground, with a strange expression, and said in a deep voice: "You forcefully imitate my moves, which will damage your body! Don't do this next time!"
The seven steps of Nishen are so delicate and mysterious, how could it be possible for a little special soldier like her to imitate them after just one look?
The dumb Jingjiao trembled, then nodded, and stood behind.
Qingluan hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Chief instructor, we are playing against the opponent, and now they have won two games..."
The inspector on the opposite side looked at Mo Nan with some doubts, and he was extremely puzzled, thinking, what is the origin of this kid? Is the chief instructor his name or nickname? It seems that it has been too long since I have been in contact with Huaxia's Yanjing accent, and I still heard the word "chief instructor".
Mo Nan glanced towards the opposite river bank while listening, and frowned slightly when he saw the god lines on the old men's bodies. After scanning twice among the pagans, he immediately understood.
"Guys, you are actually very good! It's just that the other party is cheating! The magic nails on them have a will power that can draw on the power of other people. You think you are fighting with one person, but in fact you are fighting with a group of people beat!"
The special operations team members were awakened by this point, especially Yuan Bullet, who immediately yelled: "I said! No wonder their power is never exhausted! It turns out to be like this!"
After everyone knew it, they all cursed one after another.
Qingluan frowned, and said: "Although that is the case, how can we win? It is impossible to win this game against cheating!"
"It's just the power of dozens of people!"
Mo Nan stepped out as soon as he spoke, and shouted at the withered-haired old men in front, "In the third round, who will suffer?"
"Bold little monkey, seek death for me!" A hot-tempered withered-haired old man shouted angrily and jumped up!
Mo Nan smiled lightly, turned his palms into claws, and grabbed the withered-haired old man's wrist like lightning.
All of a sudden, Mo Nan felt something unusual in the body of the old man with withered hair!
"Oh~ so it turns out that the body is used to nourish the Gu, and the Gu is used to borrow strength!"
The withered-haired old man trembled suddenly, and was about to jump back immediately. He said sharply, "Who are you? Why do you know?"
"The dead have no right to know who I am!"
Mo Nan stretched out his hand and twisted it, and there was a crackling sound. The withered-haired old man's hand seemed to be twisted, twisted into a hideous look by a terrifying force.
Break——
As soon as Mo Nan exerted his strength, he directly twisted the hand of the old man with withered hair, tore it off, and threw it casually, and the severed arm was thrown to the ground.
"Ah! Ah!!" Among the heretics, forty or fifty people in a row covered their arms and screamed, and some even rolled on the ground directly! It was as if they were the ones whose arms were twisted!
"Mother-child Gu is connected! Let's be buried together!"
