"Squad leader, I must win it!"

"The boss is awesome!"

Feng Yin nodded and signaled his exit.

Although he was not willing to kill the gold medal killer from the bottom of his heart, he did not have the slightest bit of mercy when facing an enemy who wanted to kill him with a single blow.

If you want to kill me, I will kill you. There is no distinction between good and evil.

In one stroke, life and death can be determined, it's that simple!

Opposite Group Five is Group Nine, and next is the battle between Wen Wenmo.

"Dayan Wenmo!"

"Da Chu Xiao Zihan."

"please!"

"please!"

There was a gap in strength between the two, but they lacked killing intent. However, after more than ten rounds, Wen Wenmo knocked the opponent off the ring with a sword: "Access."

"Teachable!"

The battle was so brief and lackluster that others watched it as if they were drinking a bowl of bland water, and some even yawned.

"Really boring."

"It's still the boss. Every few people are trying their best. What's the point of not seeing red or blood... It's boring."

"You mean to ask Gentle Boss to act like a monkey? That would be fun?"

"I didn't say that, don't talk nonsense, you will taint someone's innocence..."

The others were chattering, but Feng Yin didn't pay much attention. What he was focusing on at the moment was his own changes.

In these few battles, he seemed to be extremely calm and had the air of a general, but in fact he felt quite distracted.

Because, through actual combat, he felt more and more that he had become more and more consistent with standard movements, formed habits and physical memories, and the coordination of various parts of the body came from thoughts, like arms and fingers, and his movements became more and more fluid, and he could do it at his fingertips.

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Chapter completed!