"Cut diagonally! In this case, you should chop diagonally, turn halfway, and then go up!!"
"Cut diagonally, turn, go up! Do it again!"
"Can't you understand what I'm saying?! Up!!"
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In the northeast corner of the deep mountain training camp, there were stern shouts, dull collisions of bodies, and a continuous ring of metal. It almost never stopped from early morning until midnight. Two figures were tightly entangled.
It was tumbling and jumping in the forest, splitting and joining, joining and splitting, accompanied by a heart-stopping dull bombardment.
Dozens of big men around the battle circle followed closely with wide eyes, observing the changes in pace attentively, and carefully learning the collision of moves.
"Wrong!!" Suddenly, angry shouts broke out. One of them swung his toes and struck with a tricky trajectory, hitting the other person's lower abdomen hard.
Bang! Unable to dodge, the man was hit hard. He staggered back with a muffled groan and hit the tree trunk behind him hard. He couldn't hold the two axes and dropped them from his hands.
"What's wrong?!" Qiao stepped to his feet, and the linen man had a solemn expression on his face.
He has a tall and strong figure, a resolute and handsome face, and his exposed muscles are like entwined tree roots and cast steel. They are not heavy or bloated. The perfect muscles give people a strong visual impact.
It is the real master of Tianmen who is immersed in special training, Di Cheng!!
The person who was just stamped out by him mercilessly was of course his named disciple, the current master of the Eagle Sect, Xiao Feng!!
"The feint with the left hand is too obvious, and the killing move with the right is not clever enough to hide, and the coordination between the two is not perfect." Xiao Feng stood up with difficulty, his face was pale, his body was trembling slightly, there were scarlet blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and he was covered in dirt and rotten leaves.
He looks so miserable.
"besides!"
"And... the intensity... seems not enough." Xiao Feng saw sweat on his forehead and secretly stuck out his tongue. Although he has become one of the five major branch sect masters, he has a very powerful person both in Tianmen and in the Shu underworld.
His fame, power, long-term killing and hard work allowed him to step into the silver ranks and become a quasi-silver strongman. However, facing Di Cheng, he could not show any temper at all.
"What else?"
"The moves are not in place."
"Xiao Feng!" Di Cheng suddenly shouted, with a stern look on his face: "Be ruthless! Have you ever remembered the ruthlessness that I emphasized? Your heart must be ruthless, your hands must be ruthless, and your eyes must be ruthless! Don't focus too much on moves.
Use your own strengths. Do you understand?!"
"Yes, Brother Cheng." Xiao Feng straightened his body and looked solemn.
"That's it for today, let's experience it well. Next, Wu Heng." Di Cheng ordered the general again.
"Brother Cheng!" Wu Heng quickly stepped onto the stage, quickly regaining his energy and concentration! After more than seven months of hard training, the five original bodyguards of the family have successfully reached the limit of their physical fitness and are on the verge of breaking through to the silver level. Among them, Wu Heng has already reached the silver level.
He successfully entered the Silver Level two months ago and became the third Silver-level powerhouse born in the Guards after Shalang and King Kong! As for the remaining four who are on the verge of a breakthrough, Di Cheng believes that after a large number of life and death battles,
They will all successfully strive for silver. After all, they are strong enough, have their own focus, and have a solid foundation.
"Come!" Di Cheng shouted!
"Spinning knife chop!" Wu Heng's expression suddenly became sharp, his footsteps twisted, his thin body struck at full speed, and he danced the saber in a spiral trajectory, locking the breath all over Di Cheng's head, throat, and chest, castrating force like a rainbow, Diao Er
Not slippery, tough but not brutal!
"It's too big!" Di Cheng snorted loudly. At the moment when the sword light was about to approach, he skillfully avoided it. At the same time, he locked his left hand like an eagle's claw and tore towards Wu Heng's neck.
Practice without any mercy.
After failing to hit the target, Wu Heng retracted the knife with all his strength. While swerving to avoid the claw attack, the blade was thrown in a large arc and hit Di Cheng directly on the back of the neck. His reaction time, change of moves, and coordination of steps were far beyond that of everyone present.
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Qiang! Backhand slashed the knife, Huang Quan blocked strongly, and his body rotated accordingly. At some point, the toes that appeared beside Wu Heng moved violently. Without any suspense, Wu Heng's body lost balance and flew out with a muffled grunt.
But for them, being beaten has become a common occurrence. From the time they entered this training camp, to the arrival of Xiao Feng and others, to now, it has been nine months. No one can stand still when fighting against Di Cheng.
Back off.
"Come again!!" Before his body was stable, Wu Heng forcibly stopped his body, stamped on the ground, and shot up again like a cheetah.
At this moment, not only is Di Cheng's side fighting in full swing, tens of thousands of Tianmen gang members within a radius of more than ten miles are all immersed in arduous training, trying their best to improve their strength, and have arrived.
Xiao Feng, Luo Shengkai and others who have been here for two months are no exception. As long as they step into the door of the training base, no one should think about their identity anymore, only how to make improvements. This is the first goal established by Dicheng Base
A rule!
"He is so fierce. He doesn't understand gentleness at all. Sister, your taste is too strong." On the special swing in the forest, Nangong Huan'er pouted her pink mouth and "complained" to Jin Yixuan next to her.
Jin Yixuan smiled lightly, still looking intently at the chic and confident figure in front of her. With each intimacy and tenderness, the original discomfort and shame had faded away, and her daughter's heart was completely focused on her lover.
I don't know when, she fell in love with this training ground that should belong to men; I don't know when, he fell in love with the feeling of watching Di Cheng from a distance.
Maybe her heart is not stable. She longs for extraordinary experiences and a wonderful and passionate life. This is probably why she is obsessed with Di Cheng but has no feelings for Lin Yuebin.
"Hey, hey, hey, sister, I'm talking to you." Nangong Huan'er waved her little hand in front of Jin Yixuan's eyes dissatisfied.
"Your sister is thinking about a man, don't disturb her." Ye Wantong smiled coquettishly and came up from behind with a scent of sweat after finishing training.
"Wantong, you..." Jin Yixuan's fair and pretty face suddenly turned red, and she looked at Ye Wantong with shame and annoyance. She was really helpless towards this coquettish "sister" who was not taboo on meat and vegetables.
"Sister Ye, you're here. I'm bored to death." Huan'er's eyes lit up, she ran up quickly, took Ye Wantong's arm and started to play coquettishly. The little girl was innocent and innocent, and she had no scheming.
After the first intentional closeness, he quickly became attached to her and became closer and closer.
"Learn from your sister and find a lover. If you have nothing to do, you can become infatuated. If you have something to do, talk about love. Your little life will be interesting." Ye Wantong's fingertips from deep down touched Jin Yixuan's delicate chin like a teasing hook, and her frivolous behavior continued.
It made her feel ashamed.
"It won't work anymore. Mom said I'm too young and no man wants me." Unexpectedly, Nangong Huan'er actually took it seriously and pouted her mouth as if she was hurt.
"You are already eighteen, not too young." Ye Wantong wiped the sweat from her cheeks, her charming and fair face carrying an alluring charm.
"You are indeed small, sister, look." Huan'er straightened out her small breasts that were not yet fully developed. Comparing them with Ye Wantong's plump and plump breasts, her little mouth was pouted even higher.
Jin Yixuan and Ye Wantong were stunned at the same time and couldn't help bursting into laughter. This girl...
"You are laughing at me." Nangong Huan'er stomped her feet angrily.
Jin Yixuan tapped Huan'er's little nose: "Fool, who told you this."
"Mom, she said that men like big ones, but mine doesn't work, it's too small. We have to wait and see how things develop in a few years, and then decide whether to find a boyfriend." Huan'er said seriously.
"I was defeated by you." Jin Yixuan had a headache. This girl is really pure.
"Hey, Huan'er, I have a way to make your... get bigger." Ye Wantong suddenly showed a cunning look.
"Really? Sister, sister, good sister, tell me quickly." Huan'er's big eyes were full of expectation.
Jin Yixuan also secretly showed some attention. Although she was very confident in her figure, compared with Ye Wantong's devilish and attractive figure, she always felt a little inferior in her heart.
Ye Wantong blinked and said: "Massage more...every day before going to bed."
"Massage? How to massage?" Huan'er pinched her breasts, her big eyes full of curiosity.
"I can't pinch it myself."
"Then who pinches?"
Ye Wantong suppressed her laughter and lay down in front of the two of them. She breathed hot air and whispered: "Man...man..."
"Oh, Wantong, you are so bad." Jin Yixuan's pretty face turned red.
Huan'er didn't understand yet, so she took Wantong's hand and asked anxiously: "How to squeeze? How to squeeze?"
Ye Wantong wanted to continue teasing the two sisters, but out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a sexy and charming blonde passing by on the gravel road in front of her, her steps a little hurried.
"Hey, isn't that Annie? Why is she here?"
"Who is that?" Huan'er followed Ye Wantong's gaze and asked curiously. But when she caught a glimpse of Annie's equally plump breasts, her face suddenly became bitter again. She secretly swore that she had to find a man to pinch her breasts as soon as possible.
Okay, but...who are you looking for?
"Commander Qianmu is also the intelligence manager of Tianmen." Ye Wantong's heart moved slightly, he threw down the wet towel and followed quickly. "Come on, let's go take a look."
Annie's arrival and the hint of haste in her steps slowly attracted the attention of Yang Jing and others, and their intuition told them that something might...have happened.
He simply arranged for the people around him to continue training, and they quickly ran towards Di Cheng.
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