Zhang He's eyelids shook slightly, and he resisted not to look at the turbulent waves. He coughed and said, "Firefox, are you so sure that this friend you pulled can pass the assessment?"

"Absolutely, I have confidence." Li Lin tried hard to straighten her back, but she thought she knew more about Yan Feng.

"Okay, seeing you are so anxious, drink later, my friend, come with me." Old Li put down his glass, greeted Yan Feng, and led them to the back.

Zhang He quickly took out the tray, put the ice water and wine on it, and followed it up quickly: "Hey hey hey, wait for me, I'll go and have a look, observe."

Li Lin asked, "Aren't you looking at the store?"

"Look at it, who is coming early in the morning?" Zhang He rolled his eyes.

Li Lin approached Yan Feng and explained: "He is from the Ninth Bureau and is considered a civilian. When he first came here, he was so young and shy. He learned bad things in less than two months."

"Didn't I learn everything from you?" Zhang He opened his mouth and dragged the Firefox into the water.

Ho~

Only then did Yan Feng realize that behind was a training room covering an area of ​​more than 200 square meters.

There are various cold weapons hanging on the surrounding walls, and there are no floor tiles on the ground, but instead there are iron plates. Even so, there are still traces of various chopping, even on the wall.

Old Li took off his shirt, exposed his strong tendon flesh, reached out to grab a ghost-headed sword, and grinned and said, "The assessment is very simple. Fight with me, I think you can do it, you will pass."

"What if you beat you?" Yan Feng blinked and saw that there were insignificant blood stains on the ground.

"You... win?"

Zhang He almost choked to death by saliva, and coughed violently, saying, "Friend, Lao Li is a bronze-level hunter. He was fucked with C-level scale rhinoceros at the time. You really dare to say this."

Yan Feng said oh, and didn't say much.

He had never met a C-level scale rhinoceros, and he didn't know how powerful this mutant beast was, so he could not understand the specific meaning of Zhang He's words.

In his eyes, fighting with people and mutant beasts is completely different.

People know how to think, know how to analyze the situation, judge the pros and cons, and the advantages of physical and skill are almost six or four points.

Wild beasts often rely on physical strength or rough hunting skills, which are about 82 minutes.

Therefore, in general, when humans encounter wild beasts, they can't beat them, and if they can beat them, they can beat them. Except for those with the protagonist's aura, they are illogical.

People are different from each other. They have a strong body but don’t know skills, and they are easy to fail. Those who only know skills are thin and are just useless people, but they are strong-mouthed.

"What weapon do you use?" Old Li asked with a smile.

Yan Feng smiled, took off his coat and handed it to Li Lin, walked slowly to the wall and pulled off a lancet, and stood in front of Lao Li: "Any weapon is fine. Since you use a knife, I will use it too."

As a warrior, Yan Feng is not proficient in all kinds of martial arts, but playing with conventional cold weapons is the basis. The so-called weapons are nothing more than the extension of hands and feet. Once you practice your skills, the way of weapons is not difficult.

The knife is a little light, but it's OK.

He weighed it, gradually adapted to the weight, took a deep breath, and his body looked like a sophisticated machine, and the organs quickly improved their operation efficiency in a short period of time, and the qi and blood were a little restless.

It seemed like a different person. He was not as gentle and quiet as he had just seen, but he was more like a sharp sword that was still hidden, and was full of aggressive evil spirits.

"hiss……"

Zhang He subconsciously shivered, instinctively took a step back, and came to the door and stared at him with wide eyes: "Firefox, you really got the prize this time?"

I have never eaten pork and I have seen pigs running!

After staying in this place for a long time, Zhang He's eyesight will naturally be developed.

He clearly noticed the change in Yan Feng's state, which was caused by the instinct of his body that constantly sent him a signal of withdrawal. The faint sense of threat forced his hair to stand up and his instinct to hold his breath.

"Of course, you'll know if you continue to watch." Li Lin said with a smug look on her face and her lips raised.

The few words that man had before his death yesterday still make her remember them vividly.

Transforming the spirit! The master of martial arts!

Although she has never practiced martial arts, she also knows that the word "Master" is not a random call.

"Are you ready?" Old Li's smile gradually faded away and he became serious. His left foot slowly slid two feet back, raised his ghost-headed sword, and solemnly put on his posture.

"Waiting to defend and waiting for attack?"

Yan Feng narrowed his eyes and swept his lower plate, raised his eyebrows, weighed the lancet knife in his hand, and suddenly stepped on his feet like a muffled thunder. With the dull echoing sound, the person had disappeared from the spot, appeared beside him like a ghost, and cut the sword across his waist.

The vertical knife slashed, and with the ding-dang explosion, Yan Feng's knife was blocked unexpectedly.

Before Lao Li could do anything, he saw that the seven-point sword force suddenly dissipated. The blade was like a willow that helped the wind and wiped the ghost-headed sword, like a maggot hanging upwards and cutting it towards him with his fingers holding the knife.

"sharp."

Old Li sighed with his eyes. The other party's grasp of strength was simply clever, and the transformation of light and heavy was as he wanted.

However, he didn't give it for nothing. His wrist was shaking and twisting the long sword, as if the sea-turning dragon broke Yan Feng's move, and took the opportunity to break the blade, bullied his body for half a step, and slashed at Yan Feng's throat in a rustling sound of breaking through the air.

"This is the difference between a knife and a sword."

Yan Feng was slow and slow. His left hand poked out like lightning, and he punched the knife from bottom to top in an understatement. The force exploded and made the blade rise. At the same time, he bent his knees and slid to avoid the opponent's knife and walked around behind the opponent.

Without even looking, he moved his center of gravity. Yan Feng lifted his sword and slashed at the back of his neck. As the force gathered, the shoulders, back, waist and hips suddenly crackled, as fast as thunder, and it was approaching its key points in just one moment.

Zhang He's tray hit the ground, but he didn't care about this and shouted with a drastic change of expression: "Be careful..."

Li Lin subconsciously covered her mouth, her eyes full of horror: "Old Li!!!"

In a critical moment, Lao Li was particularly calm. He knew that he could not avoid this knife, and the only thing he could do was...

clang!!!

The dazzling Mars splashed, and the lingering sound was buzzing and trembling for a long time.

But at the critical moment, he saw that at the critical moment, the ghost-headed sword turned into his hand and pressed against his back with a slight difference. Then, the sharp blade in Yan Feng's palm approached.

The impact made his neck sore, he leaned over, and jumped forward like a bull, using this to distance himself from Yan Feng. Not only did he avoid Yan Feng's back move, but he also bought time for himself to turn around.

Not bad ~
Chapter completed!