The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

In the eyes of the students now, Xia Jinyuan is the representative of the army and their senior brother, and Li Jinnian is the representative of the navy.

Li Jinnian did not retreat because of Xia Jinyuan's direct attack, but only made dodging movements of the upper body. There was also "pointing east to west" in the fight. It looked like it was here, but it was not at all.

The two have trained together, and have trained together, and have a certain understanding of each other's tricks and routines. Xia Jinyuan punched and Li Jinnian almost became conditioned reflexes, knowing that the other party was a false move.

Sure enough, when he avoided it, Xia Jinyuan's fist did not fall, but raised his long legs and swept across, and the students watching below all widened their eyes.

"There is such a falsehood! The fist turns into a leg sweep, and the coordination between the upper body and the lower body is so strong! I can immediately stop the fist and change the leg to kick!"

"Otherwise, how can you be called a master, this is the real fighting, and it's all killing moves!"

"Comparing what we learned with them, it has become a flower fist and embroidered legs."

"You two, look carefully!"

The excited instructor in front suddenly heard the students talking behind him, turned his head, and said solemnly, "I will discuss it after class."

In a professional-level fighting class, four eyes are not enough to see, and there is still a heart to discuss.

The faces of the two students who were discovered by the instructor were straight, and they did not dare to distract themselves from communicating in private, and looked ahead seriously.

Neither of the two in the fight noticed that they had become a "textbook", nor did they see the students sitting in a class sitting next to them watching.

Xia Jinyuan saw that his brother-in-law avoided his false move, and he counterattacked by the way. He was always happy to attack Li Jinnian's wrist, and said with a low laugh: "It seems that it is not a good thing to know too much. It's time."

"Then see who can hold on to the end." Li Jinnian, who broke away with his backhand, said coldly, and punched Xia Jinyuan's throat directly.

The students watching broke into a cold sweat on behalf of the army representative Xia Jinyuan. If they were punched, their Adam's apple would be shattered.

After ten minutes of fighting, the two exchanged a few short sentences, and the students off the field did not know how many cold sweats they had for them, and they secretly gasped countless breaths.

They even saw trembling hearts, but the two who were fighting did not feel that they were fighting with their own lives. They had their own measures in their hearts, and they knew how the other party's skills were, and they were not worried that the other party would really be defeated by them. .

At most, it hurts for several days to hit the body.

Now it hurts!

Not only the head but also the fists actually hurt.

Ye Jian walked out of the administrative building for the teacher, and saw Song Zhiqiu striding towards the administrative building. She saw him, and he saw her. He was walking quickly and simply trotted.

"Ye Jian, the instructor just told me to hurry up to the training hall, saying that there are two martial arts masters competing, and the freshman students who are training in the hall are all watching and studying! The master's skill is quite exciting!"

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For some reason, Song Zhiqiu mentioned that the two martial arts masters were competing, and two figures that he was most familiar with instantly appeared in Ye Jian's mind.

"Go and see, I'm afraid it will end later!" Song Zhiqiu also wanted to see, if the instructor had not asked him to take Ye Jian over, he would have run away alone.

Inexplicably thinking that the two master fighters are Ye Jian who he knows, and they don't need Song Zhiqiu's urging. After he finished speaking, she was already trotting.

Both of them were wearing training uniforms, so they would not be caught by the pickets when they trot. The administrative building was a short distance away from the training hall, so they could only trot.