"Instructor Xiao, you can't even protect a flag. Isn't that too low?"
"It's not his fault."
Without waiting for Xiao Chuyun to say anything, Yu Yitong defended Xiao Chuyun.
Mo Shangjun asked with a smile: "Then Qin Xue shouldn't take the flag?"
Xiao Chuyun: "..." Where did her anger come from?
Yu Yitong: "..." Is she here to cause trouble or to help?
"She picked it up," Yu Yitong, who really didn't understand where Mo Shangjun's anger came from, thought about it and explained at the side, "When I was holding him back, Qin Xue took advantage of it."
"oh."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, as if he was not very interested in the reason.
Yu Yitong asked coldly: "Can you go up?"
"superior."
Mo Shangyun put the flag into his pocket, then moved his wrist and walked towards Xiao Chuyun step by step.
Xiao Chuyun's expression became colder little by little.
Soon, Mo Shangyun came to Xiao Chuyun, looked at Xiao Chuyun with a smile, and asked: "Instructor Xiao, how many tricks have we done?"
"but."
Xiao Chuyun answered very coldly.
After all, he had been a colleague with Mo Shangyun for several months. As a fighting instructor, it was impossible for him not to know what Mo Shangyun was capable of.
When it is not necessary, he has no interest in challenging even if he knows that he will lose. That is a stupid behavior.
"This," Mo Shangyun shrugged and smiled helplessly, "it's not up to you."
When she finished speaking, she had already launched an attack on Xiao Chuyun.
When Xiao Chuyun was avoiding, his eyes fell on Yu Yitong who was behind him. He saw Yu Yitong glance this way, and then he quickly rushed towards the flags that Xiao Chuyun was guarding.
Xiao Chuyun wanted to escape from Mo Shangjun's hand to block him, but Mo Shangjun easily restricted his movements. Xiao Chuyun had to fight with Mo Shangjun, which briefly delayed his time.
In just a few seconds, Yu Yitong had already got an "orange flag" in his hand.
Holding the orange flag tightly, Yu Yitong said in the direction of Mo Shangyun and Xiao Chuyun: "That's it."
After she finished speaking, Mo Shangyun did not stop his movements and hit Xiao Chuyun's chest with his elbow, knocking Xiao Chuyun back half a step before she retracted her hand and took a step back.
Yu Yitong frowned slightly, glanced at Mo Shangyun with a windy look in his eyes, and then turned his head to look at Xiao Chuyun, who was covering his chest and frowning slightly.
However, her legs seemed to be frozen in place, and she did not move closer to Xiao Chuyun.
"I am leaving."
Mo Shangyun took out his red flag again, waved it in his hand, and said goodbye to Xiao Chuyun and Yu Yitong.
Like a tour guide, she waved the red flag and left slowly.
As a student, her virtue is beyond comparison.
However, Xiao Chuyun and Yu Yitong must have known her temperament well, so even when they saw her lack of virtue, they didn't feel anything strange - such as wanting to slap her.
After Mo Shangyun left, Yu Yitong did not stay any longer. He took a deep look at Xiao Chuyun and then left with the orange flag.
*
On the way back, Mo Shangjun passed several target points.
Some unlucky instructors were robbed and sat on the ground looking up at the sky and thinking about life. Some instructors swore to protect their flags to the death. No matter how many people took turns, they would beat you until your nose was bruised and your face was swollen. There were also some Buddhist instructors, like Ruan Yan.
Deal with it symbolically, it's your ability to get it, if you can't get it, it proves that you are weak...
Of course, I occasionally meet a few students. Most of them have obtained the flag, and they just find a place to sit and eat, while passing the time.
——That’s right, all the students don’t know that after getting the flag, they can go down the mountain directly. Moreover, after going down the mountain, lunch will be provided in the cafeteria and they can have free time. Because the instructors did not say it clearly, so they take it for granted.
They thought that they had to stay up until 4:30 in the afternoon to end the assessment. Many students even felt suspicious that the instructors would make a surprise attack from behind to take away the flag at any time. The previous two weeks had made people panic, but this week they felt a little more relaxed.
Mo Shangjun had doubts before, but it wasn't until he saw the paper the student got in the morning that he became convinced.
Tsk.
The rules are written clearly, but they are not explained directly, leaving the students to waste time on the mountain in a daze... It's a shame they can figure it out.
There are pitfalls everywhere.
"Hey, I beg you, please stop coming up, okay? I feel tired just beating you!"
When he was halfway up the mountain, Mo Shangyun suddenly heard such a voice.
Flags that are not "red" or "orange" can be seen everywhere, and the location is not difficult to find. I saw several of them on the way down the mountain from Mo Shangyun.
However, it was rare to see an instructor complaining like this, so Mo Shangyun stopped and turned his head to look twice.
The instructor was a strange-looking man with a burly build, about 1.9 meters tall. He was clearly a rough old man who could look fierce with just one scar. Children would cry when they saw him. But at this moment, his face was full of sorrow and helplessness. He
He almost expressed his weakness to the student lying in front of him with grief.
"Otherwise, if you walk about a kilometer ahead, I have a friend. Don't worry, he is weak and soft-hearted. Just wipe your face with the blood you just sprayed. I'm sure he will kill the flag with his own hands.
I’ll give it to you.” After the fierce-looking man finished making suggestions for the students lying on the ground, he asked, “What do you think?”
At this time, the man lying on the ground gritted his teeth, put his elbows on the ground, and got up little by little.
"Hey, do you want me to help you?"
The rough old man's face was wrinkled with worry. He asked and planned to help him.
As a result, the student stubbornly raised his head and said in a tone that could stop breathing at any time, "No, there is no time..."
"Hey, why are you so stubborn?!"
The rough old man slapped his own knee and was so tortured that he collapsed.
This is the first time I see such a weak student who is obsessed with committing suicide... What the hell, what should I do?!
"Forget it, I'll knock you out," he sighed, and the rough man simply said, "Don't worry, I guarantee that you can sleep until the car that takes you home."
"No--"
The student made a sound in panic.
However, a rough man who has already made his own decision will never change his mind easily.
His hand turned into a knife and hit the student directly on the back of the neck.
However, before his hand came into contact with the student's neck, he felt a strong gust of wind coming over him. Immediately after his wrist was hit by something, severe pain swept through the place where it was hit. It hurt so much that he subconsciously
He took his hand back.
"Who?!" The rough old man immediately shouted angrily, raising his eyes and looking around, "Which turtle son does such shameful things?!"
At this moment, a clear voice came -
"Sorry, he can't sleep in the car on the way home."
Following this lazy and casual voice, a beautiful figure walked out from behind a pile of bushes.
It was Mo Shangyun who had just eavesdropped.
After she appeared, she stopped, with a smile in her eyes, holding a few stones in her hand, and she was throwing them up and down.
This rough old man was a student of the second team of GS9, but he didn't recognize her. Only when he saw the red flag in her hand did he estimate that her ability should not be underestimated.
He lowered his head and glanced at the wrist that had just been hit. It should have been a stone - but, from a distance of five meters, could anyone really hit his wrist accurately with a stone?!
And that’s even while his wrist is moving!
Damn it, there are martial arts masters among these students?!
"Little girl, please stop showing off," the rough man said, and then frowned, "After all, what does this matter have to do with you?"
Mo Shangyun smiled at him, then raised his eyebrows, "It is the traditional virtue of outstanding warriors like us to draw our swords to help when there is injustice."
"……I bother!"
The rough old man almost felt nauseated and vomited by her.
"Don't be like this," Mo Shangjun held a pebble between his fingers and smiled kindly at him, "Why don't you try it first?"
The rough old man shouted angrily: "Come here!"
At the same time, the uninformed student slowly turned his head after realizing that he had not passed out. It took him several seconds to realize what had happened.
"It's you?"
After coughing, the student looked at Mo Shangjun in surprise.
"Go get the flag!"
Mo Shangyun shouted to him.
With a thought in his heart, the student looked at the mountain-like instructor with some fear, then gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground.
"snort!"
The rough old man snorted disdainfully.
The student made a fake move and planned to rush towards the flag. The rough man was so confident that when the student took action, he rushed towards him, trying to block him back.
But, at this moment——
Mo Shangjun threw the stone in his hand. (To be continued)