Stop In The Deep Sea

Ordinary people may not know much about this organization, but Jing Le has been sent to Bano to study combat skills since he was a child, and he is very concerned about some well-known forces in the world.

According to legend, the Dragon Group is a very mysterious organization.

Its predecessor can be traced back to 1949. It was not called this name at that time, but was called the "Military Security Bureau". It had a very high status, was directly commanded by the central government, and was composed of specially trained top agents.

At that time, their main job was to protect China's top leaders, so they were relatively small in number and not many in number.

By the end of the last century, the confidentiality mechanism was gradually improved, so that the organization gradually faded out of public view.

It was not until around 2000 that the Internet literary circle unexpectedly emerged and various types of books emerged in an endless stream, and the term "dragon group" was mentioned again.

Careful netizens discovered that the Dragon Group actually evolved from the Military Security Bureau.

In those urban novels, all the members of the Dragon Group are capable soldiers, and each member is an elite one in a million. He can wear gold and crack rocks, is omnipotent, and hides in various parts of China to protect the safety of the people.

Because the description in the novel is so exaggerated, to this day, everyone thinks that the dragon group is just a figment of the authors.

But Jing Le knew that the rumors were true.

Today's Dragon Team selects members from the army and undergoes brutal special training to deal with special events in China.

They represent not only an organization, but also a belief that can ensure social security.

The badge on Wang Xingxian's chest is the unique symbol of the Chinese Dragon Group.

"No wonder you know so many combat skills. It turns out you are from the Dragon Group." Jing Le murmured to himself, his eyes dimmed and there was no longer the arrogance he had before.

Being able to join this organization shows that Wang Xingxian is a hexagonal warrior who is accomplished in all aspects.

If he still insists on fighting with the opponent to win or lose, with his little fighting skills and almost zero combat experience, there is no doubt that he will die.

Wang Xingxian rubbed his chin with his fingers: If you knew the badge was so useful, you would have taken it out a long time ago.

Under the strong force of gravity, he still held his head high and his body upright, seemingly unaffected.

This is the power given by the military soul.

"Do you want to continue fighting? There are 29 close combat techniques circulated in the world, you can choose from them."

Jing Le did not answer. She was still trembling. The gravity field also lost control, and the negative effects were relieved by themselves.

Wang Xingxian had a devilish smile on his face, ready to continue attacking. Since the opponent could recognize the dragon group badge, he had some knowledge, so he deliberately hooked up the two middle fingers of his right hand and made a very strange-looking gesture.

If his identity as a dragon had frightened Jing Le, then this seemingly random action completely shattered her confidence.

"A habitual action of...picking your hamstrings?"

Jing Le's expression was extremely ugly. She didn't expect that in her first battle as a member of the Twelve Owls, she would encounter a boss-level figure like [Doom Gun Mark].

"Ah~ Well... I suddenly remembered that the gas at home was not turned off, and there was still vegetables stewing in the pot."

Jing Le screamed loudly, and regardless of the looks of his subordinates, he picked up the silver cross and ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

It's not that she is timid, but that she met a real master in the field she is best at. This feeling of frustration and loss is indescribable.

Fighting hard is just making unnecessary sacrifices.

"Talk?... She is still a little girl after all, she really can't resist being frightened."

Wang Xing shook his head first, then turned to look at the mimics around him, frowned, and asked sternly: "The master has left, why are you still standing here? Waiting for me to treat you to a supper?"

The group of fools were stunned for a moment, and then they fled in all directions. In just two seconds, the streets were empty.

"A bunch of rabble! It won't make a big difference."

At this moment, something hit Wang Xingxian's position.

He took a closer look and saw that it was a complete wall.

Wang Xing turned around first and looked up towards the direction of the wall. The battle between Wang Xin and Cheng Ye had already reached here.

By now, both of them were covered in blood.

The battlefield continued to shift, and all buildings within a radius of several hundred meters were destroyed.

"The sixth form, sea skimming form!"

As Wang Xin shouted angrily, golden energy like mountains and seas continued to condense in the air, turning into extremely fierce attacks and slashing towards the opponent.

Cheng Ye had already figured out some tricks from the battle and dodged the blow with his strange movements.

As a product of emerging technology, the biggest advantage of elastic Mithril is its unparalleled memory function.

This can also be seen from its name. Of course, the elasticity here does not refer to elasticity, but the physical properties of terminal state stacking and easy reorganization.

Therefore, the mimic who has been transplanted with Danyin will, to a certain extent, analyze the optimal solution based on the opponent's movement habits.

"It's time to end this battle." Cheng Ye pursed his lips and smiled. He had basically reached the limit of his body. If he let the opponent perform all eight moves, he would have to die or lose half his life.

When Wang Xin heard this, his heart sank, and he gasped and thought, "Does the other party still have a trump card?"

He didn't dare to think about it any further, so he could only desperately activate the Maharaja Sutra, trying to perform the complete eight powerful moves before Ji Li was exhausted, and it was urgent to deal with the opponent.

"The seventh style, the ground trick style!"

Although he has been awakening this secret technique for some time, Wang Xin has never dared to use it. This is the reason.

According to his estimation, only those with a cultivation level above the middle stage of the Zhen Po Liao Realm can properly deal with the negative consequences of this technique.

Wang Xingxian stood aside and had no intention of taking action. As he said, he just wanted to help Wang Xin create a fair duel environment, not to fight against the Mimicry Alliance on his behalf.

Sooner or later, the energy fluctuations caused by the seventieth move - the earth trick roared towards Cheng Ye, but Cheng Ye did not show any signs of panic.

He didn't dodge or fight back, he just stood quietly in the air.

The moment the energy was about to touch Cheng Ye's body, he moved!

The bloody mist below the waist suddenly exploded, instantly covering everything he could see.

The whole world seemed to have sunk into a sea of ​​blood.

Depressing, scary, creepy.

The air seemed to condense into red liquid, and his vision became blurry.

Wang Xin secretly thought, "It's not good. Is this an illusion?"

He immediately deployed his powerful spiritual consciousness, and with the blessing of seventy-two stone characters, he continued to search for Cheng Ye's location.

But in the end, nothing was found, and Cheng Ye seemed to have disappeared.

But the strange thing is that although he is nowhere to be seen, his voice keeps echoing in his ears: "Shock, mortal, this is the real nightmare!"