Dark Moon Era

At that moment, early morning.

On the snowy day, the morning light had an inexplicable brightness.

The snow on the ground has already accumulated thickly, and the white and dazzling reflection of the morning light is a bit dazzling.

In this light, everyone's eyes were on Zhanyi and Liszt, only that the dazzling light made Liszt’s arrogant face a little pale, and the smile that Zhanyi suddenly showed was somewhat inexplicable. The teeth are very white.

What to do

Everyone was speculating, but before they could react, they heard a bang, and the fist with the wings spread directly hit Liszt's face.

"Huh", Van Persie took a long breath when he saw this scene.

‘Hi’, many soldiers present took a breath.

Supreme Commander Li Lie had no expression on his face.

And Liszt's arrogant expression has not yet dissipated, and the expression of surprise has just emerged.

Was beaten? ! Hit it directly on the face? ! Is it true or false? ! Liszt's first reaction was not anger, nor anger, but completely unbelievable doubts.

Because his body technique has already been refined, he has even begun to explore the realm of water. When facing an attack, he has been practicing the subtle body technique for many years to form a muscle memory, and he can subconsciously dodge without any instructions from his brain.

So, why was it hit by this seemingly unremarkable punch?

But what if you don't believe it? This punch is not light, the pain from the gums directly affects the teeth, and the cheeks are not painful, but a kind of hot swelling, just like Liszt's brain at this time, a little dizzy.

I don't know if it was because of mood or because of being beaten.

"Fake? Liszt was beaten?"

"Impossible, there is no skill in this punch, and it just smashed through. Why didn't Liszt hide?"

"Liszt underestimated the enemy, and didn't expect this wing to hit him, so he was beaten?"

"Why do you want to fight Liszt?"

The audience was silent for a while. From the appearance of this wing to the present, it seemed that it was deliberately made to make people guess the puzzle. The huge doubts seemed to explode in people's hearts, and there was no time to think of anything else.

Liszt is not a person who likes nonsense. If he was beaten in full view, he didn't need to say anything threatening, and he immediately shot back. It is the best way to step on the enemy severely.

Therefore, without thinking about it, he immediately fought back towards spreading the wings.

Just now...that punch happened by coincidence, it must be! Who would have thought that a recruit would come, and directly attack himself.

That punch is like a normal person punches, maybe because of that...

When Liszt shook his fist, he was thinking about the punch in his head. In fact, there is nothing to remember, because Liszt didn’t even see it clearly... but he really didn’t have any skills, and he didn’t even move the basic punch. !

Liszt's fist is very hard and fast, otherwise he would not be the first person in the Spark team.

At Liszt, even everyone thought that spreading the wings would be severely punched back by Liszt, and then he would receive a profound lesson.

The stunned thing happened again. After spreading his wings and hitting the punch, he squatted down very naturally. The laces of his straw shoes were not so strong, they had been loosened, and he was tying his shoes.

Just such a move, unexpectedly avoided Liszt's punch by mistake.

Liszt didn't expect this result, and he staggered before he could close his fist.

In fact, this is just an ordinary fight between soldiers. No one can be too serious. It is impossible to use energy, talents and the like.

Xinghuo Brigade encourages the fight, but does not want to cause serious injuries and deaths.

Under such circumstances, no one thinks that Liszt's staggering is due to Liszt's lack of strength. In fact, does Liszt's strength have to be proven repeatedly?

It's just that you can't fight too seriously, plus all coincidences... everyone's thinking is just that.

But although everyone can understand, do you want to say that this situation is ashamed? Very embarrassing.

What's more, just when Liszt was staggering without this wing, Zhanyi just raised his head and saw Liszt's movements.

For some reason, Zhanyi's gaze seemed to have some magical power, which made Liszt, who happened to be staring at him, inexplicably guilty.

"Do you want to hit me?" Zhan Yi asked.

What is the problem? Liszt's lungs were about to explode. It was obvious that this man had beaten himself first inexplicably, and it was not natural to fight back.

At this time, if you don't say something, people will be mad.

Just when Liszt was about to curse, Zhanyi suddenly jumped up, and once again, when everyone did not react, he slammed Liszt with a punch.

Can't hit! This time it will definitely not hit! Instead, they will be beaten!

This is what everyone thinks.

Unexpectedly, the fist with the wings spread accurately landed on Liszt's face again, just like before, the left cheek, the cheek, and the position of the lower gum! !

This is impossible! !

Someone whispered, and the fist of Zhanyi was still rude like an ordinary drunk, beating someone out of order, but Liszt, who was so powerful, was still beaten? What is the reason for this? Not only was he beaten, but it felt like standing there, spreading his wings, and even sending his face up to be beaten.

Is Liszt cooperating with the wings?

"Hit me? You actually want to hit me?" Zhanyi was even more angry than Liszt. He punched it down, without any intention of stopping, and then another punch.

Old location, no deviation! Punch and punch!

It's like a violent storm, and the fists don't stop, and the mouth doesn't stop.

"Hit me, why are you hitting me? I'm fine."

"I hate people hitting me the most! Do you know?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and had to admit that the punches that spread their wings were very fast, and in less than five seconds, they made at least twenty punches.

Whether these punches all landed on Liszt's face, the soldiers present couldn't see clearly even with the best eyesight, so I was not sure.

But the punch is very powerful, but it is absolutely not enough to fight Liszt without fighting back, even dodge.

Although this is not a serious battle, all the geniuses here have already seen that there are problems, absolutely problems.

Some people in this style of play always feel that they are so familiar, but they can't match the way of fighting with anyone.

It was Liszt who was so frustrated that he was about to explode.

In the eyes of others, he seemed to be swaying from the left to the right, standing and being beaten, and it felt like he was cooperating with the spread of his wings. In fact, he was absolutely dodge, almost using his body skills to the extreme.

But why, the more he moved his proud body, the more it seemed to be sent to the door to beat Zhanyi?

The fist that spreads the wings is fast, and it hurts when it hits the face. It is not very lethal. Liszt knew that if he was serious...

No, I can't bear it anymore, I have to be serious.

Pride is like Liszt, can't stand others insulting him in such a flattering way, trampling him in such a cheap way.

This wing extension should have special skills, and Liszt is not stupid.

At that moment, he even thought of Tang Ling’s precision instinct, but it was not the same as Tang Ling’s precision instinct. Tang Ling’s precision instinct was studied by Liszt, and it was based on'movement.' The enemy will have to predict if he moves.

But this fist with wings spread in front of him is absolutely not the case. Regardless of whether he moves or not, the fists with wings spread before him, that is to say, he doesn't move, and his fists are just waiting for him.

Only the beaten Liszt knows this subtlety best.

Therefore, Liszt thought that he had encountered another ability, the wings in front of him had nothing to do with Tang Ling, or the precision instinct.

‘Boom’, another punch hit Liszt’s face in the same position, unchanged.

At this time, Liszt's efforts exploded, and his momentum began to rise.

The soldiers who belonged to Liszt's forces, who were stunned and could not say anything, finally reacted.

Xinghuo Brigade encourages fights. At this time, a slight violation of military discipline, even under Li Lie's nose, shouldn't be too scrupulous.

"What are you doing? Fighting."

"Gan, can you find the fault?"

"X you, the recruit is so arrogant?"

A group of people gathered around, cursing, standing all night anyway, mostly because of the wings in front of them, resentment in their hearts and itchy hands.

Spreading the wings didn't seem to care, at this moment, the fist suddenly stopped.

The whole person was in a wrong body, intersecting with Liszt's body. At this moment, the wings spread and stopped suddenly. The body control at that moment made people think of the amazing Tang Ling.

"Have you seen the real wind and snow?"

"The kind of fast and urgent, every piece is like a third-order purple moon soldier waving a knife, and it will leave blood on the face of the snow."

"You rubbish, not as good as snow."

What does this mean? Liszt's eyes widened, doubts flashing in his eyes, even overwhelming his shame and anger.

"This is just the beginning."

Liszt didn't know why, but a chill came out of his heart. He turned his head, just as he spread his wings and turned his head, their eyes crossed...

At this moment, the calm and even a little cynical thing that enveloped the eyes with spread wings disappeared. Some were just cold hatred and raging anger. The deepness made people feel a little familiar but strange.

"roll!"

At this time, the body is twisting, which is obviously impossible, but it is very natural. If the water turns...

This turn made the body of Zhanyi accumulate enough strength, and it happened to kick Liszt's ass.

Liszt had never thought of having such a kick, and even if he thought of it, he would definitely not be able to hide.

Humiliation is more humiliating than a slap in the face.

Who can kick him in the ass? The elder of the hero family, a commander with a strength of at least Tier 4 or above on the training field, or Li Lie.

He was kicked in the **** by a recruit now?

Liszt took it seriously, the energy was instantly lifted, and the force kicking on his **** was dissipated, and his body did not move.

But this is still humiliating, and it feels even silly. Think about the scene, getting kicked in the butt, and standing there motionless like a fool.

At this time, everyone who followed Liszt had also surrounded him.

Wanting to yell at Zhanyi, Zhanyi didn't care at all, and walked lightly in the crowd. The strange thing was that under such circumstances, no one could touch the corner of his clothes.

No one knows how he came out of this circle without incident.

It wasn't until after more than ten meters that Zhanyi stopped: "Do you want to fight? It doesn't matter, it's okay for a group of people."

While talking, he just dusted his clothes.

In fact, there is something about his clothes to dust, it is already very dirty.

These words, coupled with this action, all these people who followed Liszt felt ashamed. They satirized what a group of people were capable of bullying, and then expressed that even a group of people would not be seen in the eyes.

This recruit is so angry when he comes, does he want to die?

"Get out of the way, this is between me and him." A huge energy exploded in the crowd, although it was only the strength of a Tier 3 Purple Moon Warrior.

But there is a kind of crushing, great pressure that makes people breathless.

This is the energy that belongs to Liszt, everyone is very familiar with it. Liszt gets serious, the wings will be scrapped at this time.

Most people who don’t care about themselves are holding their arms around their chests, ready to watch the big show. Han Xing stands in front of him, his heart is full of refreshment. He likes this wingspan very much, and even admires that if Liszt dares to do this, he will do it too. Help spread the wings, he decided.

Liszt's followers also stepped aside.

This kind of serious matter is a great hatred, and outsiders can't interfere. Although many people think that this is a disadvantage, it will not rise to this level.

After all, only Liszt knew the words that Zhanyi said in his ear, he wanted to eliminate this trouble, even if it violated military discipline.

The crowd retreated and Liszt stood in the snow.

He was very calm and could not see a trace of anger. Anyone familiar with Liszt knew that this was normal behavior, and Liszt was like that.

But at this moment, such a serious moment, even if they are holding back so much, some people still want to laugh.

Because Zhanyi didn't know how many punches Liszt had hit on Liszt's left cheek, Liszt was holding a pig's head with a serious face, is it really appropriate?

"Hahahaha." Han Xing smiled unscrupulously: "Unbalanced, half a pig's head and half a human head, Liszt, can you make up your right cheek yourself?"

"Hahaha."

"Hehehe, I'm not, I didn't laugh on purpose."

In fact, it can be held back, but Han Xing is too hateful.

But Zhanyi didn't smile. He half turned and looked at Liszt. The wind lifted up his hemp coat, and he narrowed his eyes: "Seriously?"

"Can't ask for it!"

A faint momentum began to climb on Zhanwing, but at this moment, with a'pop', Li Lie closed the so-called letter of introduction with Zhanwing in his hand.

Without warning, Li Lie's figure flashed, from the high platform to the center of the confrontation between Zhanyi and Liszt.

Before everyone could see clearly, they saw Li Lie's figure disappear again.

When everyone looked at it clearly again, they saw Li Lie holding Liszt’s right leg with one hand, twisting him upside down, and holding the left leg with the wing with the other hand, and also holding it upside down...

"Really when the Spark Brigade has no military discipline, when I don't exist?!"

With a ‘boom’, the crowd dispersed, without command, immediately stood in the previous formation.

"Interesting?"

In the unobtrusive ordinary barracks, Luwa was sitting in a wheelchair, looking out the window, her eyes still flashing with a gleam, and a smile on her mouth.

The hill, the hut, it is the same morning.

Inside the animal skin room, there was a faint scent wafting, this scent was only slightly smelled, and I felt peace and tranquility inside.

A magical lotus-like plant, slightly above the ground about five centimeters, floating in the air full of mystery.

If you look closely, you can find that the lotus is originally blue, and the so-called nine colors are just the composition of the light it emits. Looking at it, there is a feeling of being able to see through itself and instantly understand the world.

A fish skin with a scorching sun pattern spreads out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A bead with colorful rays is hung on the beam of the room, and it complements the floating lotus.

There are also energy potions and spiritual potions on the table at the moment, slices of sliced ​​fierce beast meat with mysterious lines, undoubtedly super-order fierce beast meat, this thin piece of paper wing, the size of a fingernail, is The limit that Tang Ling can bear.

The state has never been better.

Tang Ling has been sitting cross-legged in the room for an hour. He has always remembered that among the training books he took out from the domain of dreams, he once said that when breaking through or cultivating great skills, the state of mind is best to reach the state of'emptiness'. .

The emptiness is very difficult, and it is different from entering the emptiness of visualization. It is the most thorough silence. If you can’t do it at the beginning, just imagine a piece of white paper, accompanied by a gust of wind, being blown away. Leave a clear spirit.

Tang Ling couldn't do it yet, but the calmness of his heart was adjusted to the limit he could do.

Breakthrough, start.

Enter, visualize!

Gene lock, come on! !