Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

The young general nestled behind the barracks licked his lips and leaned forward.

The two stood apart and bowed to each other.

"call."

As soon as the ceremony was finished, without much talk, one person started directly.

The fist in his hand was blown by the wind, and he punched directly at the opponent.

"Bang." With a muffled sound, the person on the other side caught his fist, turned around, and that powerful fist was folded away.

The two of them stopped for half a second as if they were wrestling, but after a while, one of them raised his foot and kicked the other's leg with strong wind.

The other person was not a vegetarian either. He bent his thigh and caught the person's foot with his calf. Taking the opportunity, he turned around and walked behind the former, and locked his throat with his twisted right hand.

With his hands closed, the face of the man whose throat was locked turned red, and the veins on his neck swelled.

"Admit defeat?"

"Admit defeat, ass!"

An elbow hit the stomach of the person behind him, who caught off guard and let go of his hand, curling up into a ball.

The former turned directly, raised his knee and slammed into the opponent's temple.

"Crack." When it was dangerous and dangerous, the latter still reacted, blocked the man's knee bump with one hand, and dodged to the side.

The two confronted each other for a while, and then rushed together again.

The young general squatting in the corner was stunned and gasped from time to time.

Wearing armor weighing tens of kilograms, it didn't hinder their movements at all. They were quick and fierce, and their moves went straight to the vitals, as if they were going to kill them.

Moreover, he repeatedly made strange moves, and there seemed to be no part of his body that could not be used to attack. His knees, elbows, forehead, waist, and waist were all used for everything. The key was that the moves were still ruthless.

The scariest one was when one person directly wrapped up another person's arm, stepped on another person's body with both feet, and grabbed the palm of that person with both hands, almost tearing the opponent's hand off.

This is not a comparison in the military formation, killing the enemy is just so vicious.

The young general opened his mouth. Compared with this, the competition of the other army is like a child's play.

Even if he were to play, if he didn't know these moves, he might be taken off by the opponent.

The moves of the entrapment army are a set of close-quarters game moves that Gu Nan combined with some of her understanding of modern military boxing.

Although she herself doesn't know military boxing, she even learned some during the two years of compulsory military service.

However, her martial arts training these years is not for nothing. She has finally read most of the bamboo slips in the study of Lord Wu'an's mansion. After all, she had nothing to do in ancient times and could only read pastime.

It's not really a deep understanding, but after all, I can understand a little bit, and I'm not the same young man who didn't know anything back then.

In summary, she can be considered to have combined such a set of things, which can be regarded as passing the eye.

It is still quite effective in the military.

The young general looked at the competition in the camp, and the more frightened and fascinated he became, the moves were simple but very practical, and they were perfect for fighting in an army formation.

"Bang!" He stopped on his heart, stopped at the last moment, and only glanced at each other before stepping back.

Victory and defeat.

"Okay!" The young general patted his thigh and called out in a low voice, "It's really amazing!"

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"Who are you?" A soft voice came from behind the young general.

The hair on the young general's back stood up, and he only felt a strong hostility coming from behind him.

His heart skipped a beat, his whole body was cold, and he couldn't hold back the sense of crisis.

One drew the sword from his waist and slashed backwards.

"when!"

The longsword rests on a scabbard.

A slender black scabbard.

But the young general felt as if he was draped over a rock, his tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, his sword blade was trembling, but the opponent didn't move at all.

Can't be caught, if he is sent to his father, he will inevitably be taught a lesson.

The young general panicked, and didn't dare to look at the opponent. Knowing that he was not the opponent, he waved his sword in a feint, raised his leg and wanted to run.

"Do you still want to run?"

Chapter 1 Nineteen: When you're old, uh, isn't it too early to say that?

Before the young general took a step forward, he only heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

Sen Leng's sword was already attached to his neck, and the collar was cut open. At the same time, a few strands of severed hair fell slowly from his cheeks.

The legs that were about to step out stopped abruptly, not daring to move.

The voice just now came from behind.

"Who are you?"

Gu Nan looked at the person in front of her with his back turned to her.

Judging by her stature, she was only about 1.6 meters tall, half a head shorter than her, and she was wearing Qin State's armor.

Could it be an inside line from another country?

At the gate of Xianyang city, so bold?

While thinking about it, he frowned.

The young general turned his head stiffly and looked at the person behind him.

It was a man wearing a mournful white armor, with a bronze armor mask engraved with the face of a fierce beast on his face.

The sword in his hand is a bit slender and has no grid.

This kind of sword and this kind of attire are rare, and there should be only one person in Qin who rarely sees it.

The young general's expression changed, and he became surprised, pointing at Gu Nan.