The dust in the field was rolling, and the two sides fought for dozens of rounds, but they failed to decide the outcome. Wang Gangqiang was a little anxious outside and kept shouting to the field: "Come on, Master!"

Suddenly, Bei Dajun had a "death lock", his right arm locked Pang Xiaonan's neck, and his left arm passed through Pang Xiaonan's left arm through Pang Xiaonan's left arm, then grabbed the left arm elbow joint with his right hand, tightly clenched Pang Xiaonan's upper body and half of his body. Bei Dajun's feet clamped Pang Xiaonan's legs and locked his lower body.

Pang Xiaonan suddenly felt breathless, and wanted to break free but could not exert force. At the critical moment, Pang Xiaonan grabbed Yin and Yang Lingxi with his right hand, and exerted force on his hand and stabbed Bei Dajun's leg behind him.

"Puff", Yin and Yang Lingxi pierced deeply into Bei Dajun's thigh muscles, and blood gushed out. Bei Dajun suddenly lost his strength, relaxed his hands, and Pang Xiaonan took the opportunity to break free, pulled out Yin and Yang Lingxi and jumped forward.

Bei Dajun covered his wound with his hands, wanted to chase but could not chase him. When his feet moved, blood flowed out, and the pain was unbearable. He could only stand there and watch Pang Xiaonan flee to the side.

Wang Gangqiang saw the situation on the field clearly, rushed to Bei Dajun, and shouted at Pang Xiaonan: "You despicable villain, how dare you use hidden weapons!"

Pang Xiaonan was locked by Bei Dajun and it took too long to do so. Even though he broke free, he was still a little out of breath. He gasped and said, "Who stipulated that weapons cannot be used?"

Wang Gangqiang was furious, waved his hand and said loudly: "Everyone come on me! Beat this shameless person to death!"

"Stop!" Bei Dajun shouted loudly, "It's because I'm not as good as others, I lost."

Pang Xiaonan stood up with difficulty, clasped his fists and said, "Senior, let me go!"

Wang Gangqiang supported Bei Dajun and said anxiously: "Master, let it go? This kid is too sinister!"

Bei Dajun shook his head and said, "I was careless. On the battlefield, anything can become a weapon. Let's go."

When Wang Gangqiang helped Bei Dajun pass by Pang Xiaonan, Bei Dajun rushed towards Pang Xiaonan and said, "This classmate, you have good skills. We have the opportunity to compete again next day!"

Pang Xiaonan replied: "Thank you for your mercy, seniors, I will come to ask for advice if I have the chance another day." Pang Xiaonan was clear in his heart. Bei Dajun's strength was above him. Even if he barely resisted with the blessing of Yin and Yang Lingxi, if he had been defeated over time, he would still be defeated. At the beginning, Bei Dajun retained his strength.

Although Fang Xiaonan used Yin-Yang Lingxi to stab Bei Dajun, which was somewhat unfair to win, it was extremely critical at that time. Everyone had the instinct to survive, so the monster could only blame Bei Dajun for being careless.

But in general, Pang Xiaonan respects Bei Dajun very much because Bei Dajun did not blame him for using his secret moves, and he still praised him after his failure. Such a mind is much stronger than his apprentice Wang Gang.

Wang Gangqiang said viciously: "Pang Xiaonan, remember it for me, I won't just let it go."

Pang Xiaonan looked up and said without fear: "Wang Gangqiang, a man is a true man and trustworthy. Since you have agreed to my two conditions, don't break your promise. Your master sees it all, don't insult the master." Pang Xiaonan carried out Bei Dajun, meaning that Wang Gangqiang could not cheat.

Wang Gangqiang snorted and said without looking back: "Don't worry, what I, Wang Gangqiang, said, "You have thought about what you want me to do after you have decided to do, and come to me again. As long as I can do it, I will never regret it!"

Pang Xiaonan really admires Wang Gangqiang in this regard, and he is just like a man.

Bei Dajun's car was parked downstairs in a teaching building in Dongli Military Academy to cover up his eyes. After all, his license plate was quite silly. It was not so abrupt when parked in the teaching building with the vehicles of those teaching staff with high military responsibilities.

When the driver saw that Bei Dajun was being helped back, he quickly got out of the car and went forward and said, "Instructor, what's wrong with you?"

Bei Dajun shook his hand and said, "Go and bring the first aid kit."

Wang Gangqiang dispersed the team, opened the car door and helped Bei Dajun to sit in the back seat. The driver took the first aid kit and bandaged Bei Dajun quickly. He asked with concern: "Chief Instructor, you are being attacked. Who is so bold? Do you want me to call a few companies over?"

Bei Dajun glared at the driver and said, "It's nothing to do with you. Go and stay next to you for a while. I have something to say to Wang Gangqiang."

"Yes!" The driver stood attentively and saluted, walked under a tree ten meters away from the car, standing quietly, but his eyes were looking alert to the car.

"Come on, come in." Bei Dajun moved his injured leg into the car, moved his body inside, and called Wang Gangqiang to sit in.

Wang Gangqiang got into the car, closed the car door casually, and said to Bei Dajun: "Master, it doesn't matter if you are injured, right? Why don't we go to the hospital to take a look?" On the way here, Wang Gangqiang observed the wound. Although the major artery was not damaged and the amount of bleeding was not very large, the wound was very deep.

Bei Dajun shook his head and said, "No, your master, I have experienced many battles. This little injury is nothing. I will heal after a few days of rest." Bei Dajun turned his head and stared at Wang Gangqiang and said lightly: "Come on, tell me about Pang Xiaonan's background."

Wang Gangqiang felt guilty and dared not look directly at Bei Dajun. He lowered his head and talked about the situation of Pang Xiaonan that he learned: "After I led someone to win that time, I sent someone to investigate. This kid has a wild path, not like a Jianjiazi, but he is indeed very strong, which is really incredible."

"But the investigation situation is even more confusing. Pang Xiaonan was admitted to Dongli Military Academy from the mountainous area. It is said that his family is very hard, so there is no need to investigate it. You can tell from his appearance that his body is so thin, his face is pale and thin, and he is obviously malnourished. His family is an honest farmer, and his father is paralyzed in bed. I heard that his grades are very good. He could have been admitted to BGI. The entrance to Dongli Military Academy is purely to save tuition."

Wang Gangqiang raised his head and looked at Bei Dajun timidly. Seeing that Bei Dajun was still staring at him, he quickly lowered his head. "No?" Bei Dajun asked. "Anyway, judging from the investigation, no matter from any aspect, there is no clue to why he is so capable. He is just an honest rural child." Wang Gangqiang continued.

"So you're bullying honest people?"

"No! He looks honest, but this skill and his insidious tricks are also there," Wang Gangqiang pointed at Bei Dajun's wound and defended, "How could he look like an honest person?"

Bei Dajun opened the armrest box of the car, took out a pack of Dahua cigarettes from it, unpacked the packaging and took out a cigarette from it, lit it with a zumma windproof lighter, and then put it to his mouth and took a deep breath. Bei Dajun exhaled thick smoke, then blew another breath, blowing away the smoke in the car.

"Huh, Wang Gangqiang, you don't need to make a quibble. I have heard of what you did in school. It's right for Pang Xiaonan to stab me with a weapon, but in that case, everyone has the instinct to survive. The rabbit will bite people if it is anxious, but this does not mean that Pang Xiaonan is not an honest person."

"After I fought with Pang Xiaonan, I found that he really didn't have any systematic playing style. As you said, it was nothing more than just countering the moves and waiting for an opportunity to make moves. This shows that he has not undergone systematic training and is consistent with the results of your investigation. He is just an honest poor student!"

"Master, how do you explain his reaction speed and ability to resist strikes?" Wang Gangqiang did not argue about his bad deeds, but instead discussed Pang Xiaonan's unusual combat skills with Bei Dajun.

Bei Dajun fell into deep thought. Pang Xiaonan's military strength was not much different from him. If it weren't for his rich combat experience, Bei Dajun might not have been sure to control Pang Xiaonan. However, Pang Xiaonan was just a poor student and had not received systematic fighting training at all. How could he explain his high combat power? Bei Dajun had no idea how to start.

What puzzles Bei Dajun even more is that looking at Pang Xiaonan's figure, he should not have such strong physical fitness. As an experienced instructor, Bei Dajun can see the potential of his subordinates at a glance. Although everyone's talents are different, with the physiological structure of the human body, everyone's combat power is proportional to the strength of their body.

For example, steel bars with a diameter of 10 cm are stronger than steel bars with a diameter of 5 cm. So, the thickness of bones and muscles of human bodies, determines most of the strength of the martial arts. Some people have practiced internal skills and may not be seen on the outside, but they will also reflect the strength of some of the bones and flesh.

Bei Dajun has practiced hard qigong himself. He has no problem with small tricks such as crushing big stones on his chest and cutting bricks on his hands. It is a performance with extremely high risk factors such as car pressing his arms. It is all pediatrics for Bei Dajun. However, practicing hard qigong will leave traces on his body. His muscles and epidermis are much harder than ordinary people.

However, Pang Xiaonan could not see any traces of practicing internal martial arts. In terms of his physical strength, he was still a thousand miles away from Bei Dajun. However, during the battle, he could barely tie the game with Bei Dajun, which made Bei Dajun confused and even incredible.

After thinking for a long time, after Bei Dajun smoked a cigarette, the ashes fell on his pants. He finally shook his head, stopped thinking about it, threw the cigarette butt out of the car window, turned his head and said to Wang Gangqiang: "I can't think of the answer for the time being, but what is certain is that Pang Xiaonan is very strong. You may never be his opponent, so don't provoke him in the future."

"Also," Bei Dajun wanted to say something but stopped thinking about it. He waved his hand and said to Wang Gangqiang: "You go back." Just as Wang Gangqiang opened the car door and got out of the car, Bei Dajun patted Wang Gangqiang's shoulder and said, "Remember you promised me tobacco, alcohol and tea. I'm injured for you, and I need to make up for it. I'm sending it to me quickly."

Wang Gangqiang got out of the car and was extremely depressed. He originally wanted to use Bei Dajun's hands to humiliate Pang Xiaonan, but he never expected that Bei Dajun would win by Pang Xiaonan's conspiracy and tricks, and he had to give benefits to both sides. Thinking of Pang Xiaonan's shameless face and having to agree to him two conditions, Wang Gangqiang saw a big tree on the side of the road, and he wanted to hit him head-on. How could he have suffered such a great humiliation in his life?

Seeing Wang Gangqiang get out of the car, the driver jogged all the way to the rear window of the car. This was a military luxury jeep with a high chassis. The driver put his head close to the window glass and asked Bei Dajun: "Boss, are you leaving?"

Bei Dajun looked ahead with his eyes, as if he was still thinking, and replied with a deep word: "Go."

On the way back to the Black Mamba, Bei Dajun remembered what he was about to explain to Wang Gangqiang, but in the end he didn't say it, because he didn't know what to say. Several vague clues were intertwined in Pang Xiaonan. For example, Pang Xiaonan's words seemed to have some ancient style. For example, Pang Xiaonan's dealing with people is not a height that a student can have, such as Pang Xiaonan's shameless style...

In short, this is a type of person that Bei Dajun has never been exposed to. The driver looked at the rearview mirror and said, "Boss, where are we going?" Bei Dajun said without hesitation: "Go to the Intelligence and Information Department."

After Pang Xiaonan and Wang Gangqiang walked away, they jumped up and down the spot and were all over. This time, they were more injured when fighting with Bei Dajun than when fighting with Wang Gangqiang. There was nothing on their body that was not painful, especially Bei Dajun's last move of "Death Lock" was really a life-threatening. If it weren't for the Yin-Yang Lingxi attack, Pang Xiaonan would have been afraid that his internal organs would have been tied out.

"So the peak of martial arts is this strength!" Pang Xiaonan rubbed his sore right shoulder with his left hand and limped towards the dormitory.

On the way back, Pang Xiaonan remembered the two conditions that Wang Gangqiang promised him, "What should he do?"

It was already evening, during the day, on campus, those with classes were attending classes, those without classes were sleeping in, and some of those with classes were also skipping classes, and there were basically no people on the road to campus, and at this time, the campus began to become lively.

A pair of fashionable girls walked towards her. One of them was wearing a plaid skirt, a pink polo shirt, and a pair of thick-soled sneakers in black and white. She tied a ponytail, and when she walked, she swung around, setting off her silver bell-like laughter, and she was indescribable youthful and beautiful.

The other one looked a little mature in dressing. The knee-length black lace skirt, the upper body was covered with an off-shoulder strapless bra and a translucent silk shirt. She was wearing a pair of transparent high heels barefoot. The big waves swung around with her steps. After a closer look, the girl was wearing light makeup on her face, and the lipstick of some unknown color made her lips look extremely sexy.

Ah, what a beautiful campus scenery.

Pang Xiaonan sighed, guessing that the sisters should have gone to an entertainment venue outside the school to have a happy one, either KTV, bar dance, or go to a banquet for the upper-level young master.

The boys' activities became a little monotonous. A big man hurriedly walked forward with a basketball in his arms. Pang Xiaonan quickly covered his nose, and a primitive aura from an animal made him breathless. Looking at the big man's back as he walked away, Pang Xiaonan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: No matter how good your basketball skills are, you don't know how to deal with yourself, you will be single by your strength.

In the distance, a couple was flirting. The man was flirting with one hand and his other hand was lying on the roof of a sports car. He was talking softly to the girl next to him. The girl sometimes laughed happily and sometimes listened carefully, as if she was fascinated by the boy's charm.

Pang Xiaonan was a little envious: Only with a fragrant car can you soak up beautiful women.

"By the way!" Pang Xiaonan suddenly thought of the first condition that Wang Gangqiang agreed to him and got him a car!

For Pang Xiaonan, the function of a car is not to pick up girls, but is a necessary condition for making things easier for him. He will inevitably have to run around in the future. Having a car can save a lot of time. But when he thinks that he doesn’t have a driver’s license, Pang Xiaonan is depressed again. Although he knows how to drive, it is always bad to operate illegally.

But Pang Xiaonan thought again and again that Wang Gangqiang must have a car. With Wang Gangqiang's ostentatious personality, it is definitely not a bad car. Since that's the case, let's change the conditions and let Wang Gangqiang be his Pang Xiaonan's driver! Haha, Pang Xiaonan thought darkly, this method was simply too wonderful, because Wang Gangqiang could do it, so he could not refuse.

As he thought about it, Pang Xiaonan returned to the dormitory. The dormitory door was not closed, and the sound of music came from inside. It must be Li Dong's "Dou Ji" on his phone. Pang Xiaonan pushed the door open and heard Chen Junjia say to Li Dong: "You are quiet, don't you see me reading a book?"

Li Dong walked up to pick up Chen Junjia's book, laughed and said, "What kind of book are you not good at reading? Reading philosophy books? Can you read it? Do you understand?"

Chen Junjia snatched the book in Li Dong's hand, opened it again, turned to the page I just read, leaned on the back of the chair, looked up at Li Dong and said, "I can't understand something like philosophy. In short, don't argue or hinder my thinking."

When Li Dong saw Pang Xiaonan coming in, he hurriedly pulled him down and said mysteriously: "Do you know that there will be a game when the military training is about to end?"

Pang Xiaonan was tired all night, hungry and thirsty. He picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, then wiped the water droplets from his mouth with his hands, shook his head, and said, "What game?"

Chen Junjia turned sideways and interrupted, "Is it a basketball game? Military training is the most popular basketball game. I want me to tell you that our class has a bad basketball level!"

Li Dong glared at him: "No matter how many games you play, you can't have the share of your philosopher's temperament!"

Chen Junjia was dissatisfied and threw the book away and began to reason with Li Dong: "I haven't eaten pork, have I seen pigs running yet? Let me tell you, I am a die-hard fan, and I watch every game of this high-end basketball league at home and abroad. Although I don't play well, in terms of technical and tactical level, I am more than enough to be a coach."

Li Dong said disdainfully: "Tsk! You are the only one who is still a coach, who is convinced? It's not a basketball game!"

"What kind of game is that?" Chen Junjia could not think of a university military training. What other names can there be in addition to basketball games. "Is it a song competition?"

"Take you a big-headed ghost!" Li Dong stood up, bent his arms and showed off his muscles, "Tell you, it's a fighting competition! That is, a martial arts competition!"

Pang Xiaonan almost squirted out a sip of water. The university campus held a fighting competition, but there were no ones who came before and after.
Chapter completed!