Zhang Luwei narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "I heard that to become the fifth-class soldier king, you need to get 5 medals. How many times have you won?"

Under the Suzaku mask, the gaze looked at Zhang Lu with a cold tone, and said in a cold tone, "I have obtained all the medals, but how many have you obtained?"

Zhang Lu's heart rippled. This woman was indeed strong enough. After practicing all the way, she only won the Jungle Medal and the Ice and Snow Medal.

There are five medals, including three medals, mountains, deserts and rainforests.

The acquisition of each medal requires a trial, and it is very difficult.

Seeing that Zhang Lu did not reply, Zhan Ge said with a hint of sarcasm under the mask, "You can just have two, the Jungle Medal and the Ice and Snow Medal."

For Zhang Lu, this man who defeated himself in the Command Academy.

Zhan Ge specially learned about Zhang Lu's experience in joining the army.

However, I was a little surprised. Just two medals could actually cultivate several types of killing powers. Among the sixth category, it was rare.

Zhang Lu's eyes shrank, and the special forces liked to play psychological tactics before fighting, and then sneered, "Yes, I have two medals, but my medals are different. I have won the Jungle King and the Ice King."

"May I ask, how many medals do you have?"

Suddenly, the narrow eyes in the Suzaku mask narrowed into a crescent moon, as cold as a knife.

The medals she received were all assessed by the sixth-class organization, so where is the King's Medal?

Only by going to international training institutions such as Hunter School, Amazon Gigs Jungle War School and other excellent performance can you be eligible to receive the Medal of Kings.

The Battle Song fell silent and was speechless for a moment.

Zhang Lu gained the upper hand in the confrontation of words, Leng He said, "I don't understand. Everything is the final word of your sixth-type organization. One word determines the future of others. Don't look at merits, but only like it?"

Zhan Ge's chest was slightly ups and downs. She was not good at verbal criticism and finally said calmly, "I'm not a hermit, you don't have to tell me this."

Zhang Lu smiled and said, "Okay, that little white poplar, let's start."

Zhang Lu's passion began to boil, his fighting spirit was thriving, and the war song created his own killing power. He also wanted to see what the so-called self-created killing power was.

Little poplar?

Zhan Ge's shoulders trembled slightly, and a rage rushed out of his throat, roaring, "I said, I'm not a little Bai Yang!"

After saying that, Zhan Ge suddenly took action.

Fist raised!

This punch was silent.

I saw her fist raise up and the next moment I arrived in front of Zhang Lu.

Bang!

Pei Ran punched him.

Buzz.

The warning sounds in my mind.

But the war song was extremely fast, and almost hit Zhang Lu's face as the warning sounded.

At such a very fast moment, even Zhang Lu had no time to dodge, so he was punched hard.

With a click.

Zhang Lu, who had taken a few steps back, bumped into a tree.

Because Zhang Lu lifted his strength, the martial song's fist strength was fierce, and the big tree with a thicker force than the mouth of a bowl broke in response to the sound.

"Rookie..."

The female soldiers of the Fire Phoenix exclaimed.

Since Zhang Lu's strength has soared, Zhang Lu has always beaten others and flew backwards.

I have never seen him before. When he met him, Zhang Lu was beaten back with a punch and broke the big tree behind him.

Everyone knows that Zhang Lu’s strongest thing is physical fitness. Even the werewolf with great strength was crushed by Zhang Lu in terms of strength.

But Zhang Lu's opponent was just a war song, a female soldier who looked similar to their figure.

It is worthy of being a person from the sixth category of institutions, the daughter of the hermit. This punch is like the first time that female soldiers met Ouyang Fenghuo, the king of close combat.

At that time, Zhang Lu had no choice but to deal with the other party.

The zodiac signs and others on the side had their pupils shining with eager amazement.

Chen Long paused for a moment, and then said, "This is shrinking the ground into an inch, practicing shadow killing techniques into momentum. The little junior sister is indeed a genius!"

You should know that this theory was proposed by the hermit, but the hermit himself has not practiced it.

It can be said that Qimen Dunjia is the sixth type of institution, the mystery of opening the door to human body power.

Then the shadow killing technique is the mystery of opening the door to human body's speed.

But their twelve zodiac signs and four soldiers are practicing the Shadow Killing Technique, but no one can practice the realm of War Song.

She was less than 20 years old, but she actually practiced the shadow killing technique into a killing power, and created her own way of shrinking the ground into an inch.

It's really scary!

This instant speed was like ignoring the distance within ten meters. As soon as the fist was raised, the person appeared in front of the opponent.

"It's worthy of being a little Bai Yang, how many times will it take!"

A touch of red appeared in Zhang Lu's pupils.

This is the pupil of mandala, and dense visual nerves emerge from the corners of the eyes, like thin red capillaries.

This adds a touch of mystery to Zhang Luping!

The wind kills the momentum, and a thought comes!

Zhang Lu's counterattack came in an instant and punched the battle song in front of him.

The Cun Jin burst out and instantly turned into a killing force of thunder.

The fist came with the sound of wind and thunder, and with the power of thunder, it rushed in.

The twelve zodiac signs and others on the side were shocked when they saw Zhang Lu's punch.

Although it is several meters away, it is still clearly felt the terrible power contained in the fist. This power can even affect other people's minds because of the killing power.

Even if they were someone with less physical strength, they would not have to hit him, and this killing force would be enough to make their opponent collapse.

suddenly.

Zhan Ge flashed and appeared behind Zhang Lu, as if he was changing his shape.

This kind of shifting and transposition is an illusion, which is too fast and deceives the eyes.

However, Zhang Lu's eyes were the eyes of Mandala, and the battle song had already been locked in.

The moment the fist was punched out, his body turned, his fist changed direction, and he printed the fist that was raiding from the war song.

boom!

The two punched each other.

One attribute breaks through the limit, and the other opens the door to the mystery of the human body.

The sound of the impact was like thunder, thundering everyone's eardrums.

As the impact force exploded, the energy dispersed, sweeping the sand and stones on the ground, and raising a stream of dust.

The two of them ejaculated back at the same time, hitting the tree trunk hard, breaking the tree.

Zhang Lu laughed and said, "Come on, let me see how amazing your shrinking ground is!"

"Not hurt at all?"

Chen Long's muscles twitched, and he could not imagine how Zhang Lu's power was cultivated.

The boxing power of Zhan Song is still as strong as those of them.

Such a violent impact did not overflow blood from the corners of his mouth!

If Zhang Lu is willing to join the sixth category of institutions and open the door to the human body, what is that going to happen??

Ye Cunxin said to himself when he saw Chen Long lose his composure and snorted coldly, "Isn't it very strange? Don't think that only you can use your own strange power."

"I look at the sixth type of institutions, and it's nothing special!"

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Chapter completed!