My Past Life Simulator Chapter 13

   Chapter 13 013 [Don't come here]

  He Zhao has always pursued the principle of attacking first to be strong, and attacking later to suffer.

   The other party clearly wants to clean up him, so why keep his hands, waiting to be beaten?

  A huge force bombarded his chin, shouting that his father was a noble son of a hereditary earl, the whole person "flyed" up a certain distance, and when he fell, there was a popping sound, and he lay on the bed and fell into a coma.

  The surrounding dog-legs, one counts as one, are all stunned.

   They had never seen a ruthless man who would kill him if he disagreed.

   Fortunately, it wasn't at night, otherwise, He Zhao, who had strengthened his body in all directions, punched him without reservation, not to mention killing Xungui's children, at least he would be able to beat people into dementia.

   Sitting on the bed without saying a word, the future cavalry captain opened his mouth wide. Seeing that in the past, the somersault devil who seemed to be honored and honored, and now looks like a dead dog, he suddenly felt that the door to the new world was open to him.

   "Go on, kill him!"

  The dog-legs reacted, and immediately rushed forward, preparing to use the crowd tactics to drown He Zhao.

  The ruthless man picked up the chair beside the bed with his hands, and raised his hands high to hit the first person who came forward.

"boom!"

   "Whoa!"

  The former is a person falling to the ground, and the latter is a broken chair.

  The two wooden legs in He Zhao's hands were dripping with blood.

  DoubleKill!

Double kill.

   "Come, come if you are not afraid of death."

  You look at me and I look at you, but no one dares to step forward.

   We just want to beat you, but you want to kill, not a level.

   When He Zhao saw this, he showed a penetrating smile.

   Anyway, he has been offended and violated the military regulations. If two people are knocked down, they will be punished with military sticks.

   Fuck!

   Ruthless Man slammed the legs of the two chairs and rushed up, hitting the heads of the two people standing in the front with two bangs, knocking them down directly to the ground.

   I wonder if Shangguan, who was in charge of logistics, was too greedy, and these two wooden legs were actually broken.

   But it doesn't matter, there are eight people on the opposite side, and now four are lying dead, and the rest is nothing to worry about.

  Basic boxing, full firepower.

   Straight punches, uppercuts, elbows, eyes, toes, and crotch.

   The upper class and the lower class, a set of basic boxing techniques made the surname He play well.

   Waiting for the cavalry captain to return to his senses, and when his blood boiled and he was about to kill these **** together, the remaining four either covered their eyes and screamed in pain, or they covered their crotch with their hands and howled miserably.

  Legendary!

Super God.

   "What are you doing? Gan Ping, your skin is really itchy? I won't whip you ten whips today, my father and daughter are surnamed...???"

   The martial instructor who heard the sound of fighting in the barracks immediately turned back and cursed.

   As soon as he entered the room, he saw Gan Ping and others lying on the ground, while He Zhao was standing in the crowd unscathed.

   "You boy"

   Before the martial instructor could finish speaking, He Zhao's expression changed quickly, and he lifted up a dog who was the least injured.

   "We are discussing. I thought that the elite battalion comrades were strong, but who thought it was wrong. If you are not careful, your strength will increase. Coach, after learning from each other and getting injured, you won't break the military rules, right?"

   At the same time as he spoke, he stared viciously at the person who was kicked by him, as if to say, if you dare to say a word, I will kill you son of a turtle.

   "It's true that we are learning from each other, we are not as good as others. Admit. Admit."

   Where can the other party dare to refute?

   can only pinching his nose to recognize it, and after Gan Ping wakes up, he thinks about how to take revenge.

"Okay, I just entered the camp and turned over eight people. Since we are discussing, of course not breaking military regulations. There is one more thing, I almost forgot. He Yao will follow me. After you are proficient in basic boxing skills, I will teach you a set. New boxing."

  The surnamed He left a mess and followed the martial instructor out of the barracks.

   On the way, he made another surprising discovery.

  [Basic Fist: 237/500 (Proficient)]

  I have turned over eight people, and the white female ticket has a proficiency of 32 points?

   There is such a good thing!

   Beating someone is not much better than if he practiced boxing fifteen times a day.

   "Master Wu, how many people are there in our elite camp?"

"More than 500 people, in the next month, will be sent to the seedlings that the coaches are optimistic about. There are about 1,000 people every year. After the half-year training, about half of them will stay. Why do you ask this? ?"

   Regarding the question of the martial arts instructor, He Zhao made a fool of himself.

  500X4=2000 proficiency.

  He finally found a shortcut, the bug of the simulator.

   Lao Tzu is the man who wants to become the king of white female votes after all!

   The two walked to the training ground, and the martial arts instructor began to teach new boxing techniques.

   "The boxing method practiced by the elite camp is different from that of the ordinary Xuandu army. It is the martial arts boxing method improved by the general ten years ago. There are five types of boxing in this set, which deal with the steps, legs, palms, guards and strikes in boxing respectively."

"Form 1: Crossbow Formation! The key point is the footwork under the feet, which is the improvement of the military formation spread from Qiren Mansion. Of course, the fist technique is not weak. Once it is used, the fist is like a violent storm, and it is like a burst of crossbow arrows. It's overwhelming."

  The martial arts instructor's footwork is flexible, as if a loach has become fine, and while slipping without leaving his hands, his fists leave afterimages in the air, as he said, torrential rain and wind!

   "Second style: Iron cavalry! Squatting horses and practicing iron legs. The longer you squat, the better the strengthening effect on your legs, and there is no disadvantage in long-distance running."

The voice of    fell, and the head of the martial arts took a kick at the stake beside him.

   "Boom!"

   Like a bomb, the thick wooden stake exploded directly.

   "Of course, iron cavalry is more than just horse stance. After training, you can kick down even a steel plate."

   "The third style: slashing a horse! Using the hand as a knife, it is extremely powerful."

  The right hand of the martial arts instructor turned into a knife, and he smashed the wooden stake with only half of it from top to bottom.

   "Stabbed—"

  The stake is divided into two.

   At that moment, He Zhao seemed to really see a huge saber.

   "Fourth Form: Perseverance! Block and unload force, when fighting against others, it is as tough and firm as a copper wall."

"Form 5: Fierce Bow! The human body is like a big bow, and with proper power-generating techniques, it can explode several times its own strength. With one punch, it can be shattered even if a rock is in front of you. "

  There is really nothing to demonstrate around, the martial arts instructor just punched from the void.

   "Boom!"

   The fist wind whistled, and there was a huge roar.

   The name of the fierce bow is worthy of the name.

   "Come on, practice with me one by one."

  【The special talent can make up for the poor start.】

  【.Congratulations on learning martial arts boxing! 】

  He Zhao hurriedly checked the prompt, only to see that the upper left corner of the line of sight had been covered by a message.

  [Military Boxing: 0/100 (Rough)]

   Then, a set of boxing was practiced.

  【Military Boxing Technique: 1/100 (Roughness)】

   "Okay, just keep practicing in your spare time."

   Wu instructor finished speaking and walked away.

   He Zhao clenched his fists and returned to the barracks with a smile on his face.

   In the barracks, Gan Ping just woke up, and the doglegs surrounded him complaining.

  Everyone came up with a plan and calculated how to retaliate.

"boom!"

  The doorman was kicked open from the outside, and the ruthless man walked in with a grin on his face.

   "What are you doing?"

   The eight people hugged each other subconsciously, trembling uncontrollably.

   When they thought of the previous Violence Wushuang, their scalps went numb.

   "Don't come here!"

   (end of this chapter)

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