He Bin was not startled, but his fighting spirit was completely aroused.
His fingers holding the handle of the knife kept loosening and clenching, and his eyes reddened slightly because of excitement.
"Good shot!" He Bin praised, then rushed to the past without hesitation, and forgot the guard's disapproval.
Zhou ruo'an's expression has not changed, as if someone had cut the facial features and pasted them on.
With the more fierce fight between the two, those who had been training could not help but stop and slowly surrounded the small weapon field.
"He Tongling and Mr. Zhou fight, and they don't know who will win or lose." Some people can't help feeling a sentence, but don't want to be before a simple sentence caused people's crazy discussion.
"I think he Tong knows how to win," a man with a scratchy beard and thick hair yelled, with a firm expression.
His words aroused approval in twos and threes, while others were not convinced.
"I think Mr. Zhou will win," the man said with a meaningful smack.
"He Tongling is a man. He is born with an advantage over women. It's not clear who wins or loses."
"What's more, Mr. Zhou still has injuries on his body, which will affect his performance more or less. Commander he is more likely to win!"
"You can't think that way. Since Mr. Zhou can think of such a training method, he has a gap in his heart. Maybe there will be unexpected results."
With the passage of time, more and more people are not optimistic about Zhou ruo'an. In the end, only a few voices of support are left.
It's no surprise that there will be such a result. After all, the majority of men are in the military camp. Most of them can't bear to be defeated by he Tongling women who are also men!
There was a lot of noise coming from the side. All the voices were mixed together, so that people couldn't tell exactly what was said.
Zhou ruo'an's face didn't change, and he completely ignored everyone beside him.
If he wants to win, he must win. Zhou ruo'an thinks that only when he wins He Bin can he prove that he is not good for nothing.
Taking a deep breath, Zhou ruo'an's expression became more and more serious.
He glues his eyes firmly to He Bin's body, forcing down his perception of the nearby eyes.
He Bin didn't know what Zhou ruo'an was thinking. He just suddenly felt that the other side's attack seemed to become more fierce.
Zhou ruo'an flipped the long gun back and forth easily, which made a whirring wind.
It's so beautiful. Looking at Zhou ruo'an with sharp eyes, he bin couldn't help crossing such an idea in his heart. His fingers were tiny and invisible for a moment.
But both of them are masters, and the difference is just in this moment.
Zhou ruo'an's eyes brightened. Without hesitation, he threw the long gun in his hand. At the same time, he rushed to him, leaving no time for he bin to react.
In this moment, he bin seems to be controlled by the body, the brain in the rapid rotation, but there is no way to lift his fingers.
He clenched his teeth, his face turned purple, and then reluctantly retreated.
But that's not enough! He Bin thought in his heart.
In fact, it's true that Zhou ruo'an's fists hit the weakest point of He Bin's defense, and the people standing nearby seemed to be able to hear the sound of fists hitting the flesh.
All this seems to have become a lens slowed down by countless people, slowly happening in front of everyone.
"Touch!" He Bin fell to the ground heavily, arousing a piece of dust, and the big knife in his hand also fell down. After bouncing twice on the cold ground, there was no sound any more.
Zhou ruo'an staggered back two steps, which was difficult to stand up straight.
She calmly looked at He Bin lying on the ground, and then slowly moved her eyes to the long gun throwing beside her, and slowly raised a smile at the corner of her mouth.
"I won," Zhou ruo'an said in a low voice, his breath finally came out.
But without such support, Zhou ruo'an's legs softened and he sat on the ground.
Until this time, the crowd around seemed to have just reacted. From the extreme quiet to the extreme noise, it was just a moment.
Those who once vowed that Zhou ruo'an would lose seemed to have lost their memory, and some of them began a new round of boasting about Zhou ruo'an.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhou not only trained well, but also had excellent skills."
"He Tongling is one of the best in us. I didn't expect that he would be defeated by Mr. Zhou."
……
Zhou ruo'an gently shook his head, trying to shake away the blur in front of him, but he worked hard for a long time and still got nothing.
The nearby sound is buzzing, like the most annoying mosquito in summer constantly flying around people, waiting for a chance to give people a heavy blow.Some of the rapid breathing, Zhou ruo'an bit the tip of the tongue, barely to keep awake.
"What are you doing here?" Zhou ruo'an asked in a cold voice. Her cold eyes were enough to make others ignore her weak expression and appearance.
“…” Those who kept talking seemed to have been pressed with the sword of repose and lost all their voices.
Zhou ruo'an squinted and asked, "has today's training been completed?"
His answer is still a silence, those around the people subconsciously stood aside, trying to reduce their sense of existence.
But they don't know that this kind of action highlights their special.
Zhou ruo'an clenched his hand, pressed down the dizziness that suddenly came up, and said in a cold voice, "if that's the case, then go to training all of them!"
Those people turned around and ran to the side, but even so, their feeling of shortness of breath was still not reduced.
Looking at their hasty back, Zhou ruo'an yelled, "today's training has doubled."
It's not that no one is dissatisfied, but they know that their objections will not be accepted, on the contrary, they will be punished at a deeper level.
No one will be so absent-minded, in the case of knowing the answer still try again.
Zhou ruo'an had been holding on hard, and the regular training voice came from the side. Only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief, and his straight waist became soft all of a sudden.
He kept breathing, his blood mixed with sweat, and soon wasted his light colored clothes to no more use.
Zhou ruo'an hesitated for a moment, touched his messy hair and simply lay down.