Chapter 1985

Barton and Berg don't believe that one out of two can't beat an 18-year-old boy, especially Barton, who is desperate to win. He was famous for defeating a fighting expert, and he is very satisfied with his skill. He and Berg are both a team at this time, and their training also has tactical matching. They can't beat an 18-year-old Jack.

Jack had few scars except for a few bruises. He didn't look embarrassed. Barton and Berg could hardly get up. The new students who were watching looked at each other.

Barton and Berg are among the students of this session. They are among the best. They have examined a fight. Mu yuan is the first and Barton is the second. Mu yuan won Barton with a little skill. Chinese Wushu is broad and profound, and the acupoints found are very accurate. This is the only way to win. If you don't rely on skills, you may not be able to win Patton by being so tough.

The others lost, leaving Mu yuan, the first place. Maybe he has a chance to win Jack.

However, no one can deny a fact.

This young instructor is really capable!

It's not the legendary prince, who didn't stand here by the backstage and get the military rank.

Jack stood quietly, full of sunshine falling on him, and his upper body was full of sweat, which converged and flowed to his lower abdomen bit by bit, and kept falling down. Mu yuan stared straight at him, feeling that his senses were suddenly sensitive, and everything was magnified. Suddenly, he found that the students' eyes were looking at him, and Mu yuan had a row of bullets in his heart. What was the situation? What happened? Where am I?

He looked confused and forced, and insisted on holding a posture without showing a penny. Jack asked, "do you want to challenge?"

"I don't want to!" Mu yuan blurted out that the students looked at him like an alien.

You are the hope of our village.

Aren't you very good at first place?

Mu yuan came to his senses, received a series of eye baptisms from the students, and offered a rainbow fart without changing his face, "I can't beat you."

Everyone, "..."

This session of students are tough. Jack knew it on the first day of coaching. He was kicked to the military camp when he was a few years old. He knew the students' minds clearly. The Deputy instructor said to show them a look, and they would know that heaven and earth are thick, but he was not in a hurry, and someone would jump out. This year's students are top students, carefully selected by various countries, and have strong professional skills. Especially this little student, who wears a face every day, often wanders around. He doesn't know what to think, but he can see that he is self respecting, otherwise he won't hold a posture.

He was quite surprised at such a neat confession. He thought he could have a chance to fight with him.

Jack showed such a hand, completely intimidating this group of arrogant new students. The army is a place where discipline is not humane. Patton and Berg failed the challenge, packed their bags and left, and no one dared to say a word of retention.

They were even glad that they didn't challenge the instructor.

When Jack walked away, Mu yuan was still in a daze, and the new students dispersed. Mu yuan seemed to be wandering all the time. The afternoon training was hard, and he was sweating all over. Making training clothes seemed to roll in the mud.

The people of Mu yuan's team ganged up and went to the bathhouse. Solo poked Mu yuan. "You usually don't like the instructor very much, and you've long wanted to beat him? Why don't you accept the challenge today?"

Mu yuan, "I..."

Before he could answer, he saw a figure standing by the wall, stretching his legs and looking through something. Hearing Solo's words, he raised his head and looked at Mu yuan with ice blue eyes.

Mu yuan, "fuck!"