But now, when I found out that the wolf was really coming.
Qin Gu was also very desperate Such an important matter, although Liang Li lowered her voice, every word still couldn't escape his ears.
If it's really secret enough to avoid anyone leaking it.
So with his beautiful strength and experience, there are at least a thousand ways to tell Long Enqing the truth in front of him, but he doesn't let him hear a word at all.
Now not only let him hear.
And it was heard very clearly.
There is only one possibility.
That's the mission, and there's a good chance he's one of them.
Anyway, the tournament is still going on, and I don't worry about him going away and inadvertently revealing any relevant information outside.
Or even more likely.
Most of the people who came to participate in this Future Stars event had a share.
Come to think of it.
Qin Gu's expression changed.
Put your hands together.
His face was full of sincerity and earnestness, and he prayed to the heavens.
"God, I hope my crow's mouth won't be so smart this time" "I make a mistake once or twice once in a while, but I don't mind at all."
"You don't mind, do you?"
Wrong An invisible but shadow-like voice kept repeating stubbornly in Qin Gu's mind.
Damn.
It was put on for three days and three nights.
Blank eyes.
Weakness in the limbs.
Qin Gu sat in the corner of a large room without any image as if he had lost his soul.
Sit directly on the cold ground.
The young face is blue and purple.
It's like you've just been beaten up.
But this wasn't the worst part of his injuries.
If you pull off your top.
You will find that the injuries under the clothes are more serious.
Although there are no wounds caused by sharp weapons.
However, wounds like blunt hammering abound and are layered together.
"Hey, how can you be so weak as a sparring partner" "It's so weak, you don't even have the qualifications to be a sparring partner, God knows how you got into the sparring team" "It's hiding."
"If you don't hide, how can I continue to practice my legs" "If kicking a sandbag is useful, why should I spend so much money to enter the martial arts gym and find professional sparring partners to train" "Idiot, everything else is not up to par except for barely up to the mark."
"Count me unlucky, next time, even if you can't practice, I will definitely not call your name."
Not far away.
A young man's voice was angry and scolded loudly.
Qin Gu was stunned.
Rise.
Look at five meters away, a martial arts training ground that is as high as a ring.
At a glance.
The muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched violently.
A guy wearing full armor is being kicked like a puppet by another young man in the ring.
If all other objective factors are removed.
Qin Gu also had to admit it.
This young man's leg skills are really good.
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It's so powerful that he can kick an opponent of the same weight, nay, even heavier than him, in countless ways.
One of the tricks.
His opponent was kicked in a row of kicks from both legs, and his body had already failed to really hit the ground for half a sound.
Not even a part of the body.
Trick 2.
Although its opponents are still resisting, this resistance is of no avail.
On the contrary, the young man was even more excited, and kept changing the kicking method as he wanted, side kicks, forward kicks, forward kicks, and back kicks, kicking the sparring opponent like a sandbag, kicking from different angles.
Pattern 3.
The young man's grip on the strength of his legs has reached terrifying proportions.
Kick your opponent's legs and never once will the power be exactly the same.
Judging by the sound of bangbangbang Priorities vary.
However, he can accurately kick the target and make the force just right, causing the opponent to not land for a long time.
Trick 4.
The location of the attack is never the same.
Whether it's with the toes, instep, side or heel, how many kicks you make in a minute, where the kick hits the opponent's body, are never repeated.
He even threw his opponent in mid-air and kicked his posture wonderfully.
Sometimes the head is up.
Sometimes the feet are up.
Sometimes butt up.
Sometimes it flies sideways.
Sometimes flying high.
Sometimes low.
All in all, its attacks are twice as exciting to watch as freestyle football.
It's just dizzying.
But the question is, can Qin Gu applaud for this kind of wonderful The answer is absolutely no.
Because the objective factor is that the young man's sparring partner is in the same camp as him now, and they are all sparring partners.
If you applaud it.
Doesn't that mean he also owes the same kick?
Silent and helpless, he stared dryly.
Get.
There was no other way but to look at Qin Gu.
Whoever makes his identity at the moment is just a sparring partner in this sparring martial arts hall Five or six minutes later. boom It seems to have lost interest in playing.
In the ring, the young man's face was full of disgust, and he kicked most of the sparring partners with his body protective gear and even his face tightly covered in the air.
The right leg is raised sharply backwards.
Immediately after the sparring partner fell from a height.
One kick.
Kick it firmly in the waist and eye.
Kick it like a rag pocket and kick it out of the ring.
Kick out about ten meters away. and finally fell heavily at a height of three or four meters above the ground.
The sparring partner who was kicked out of the ring landed precisely in the corner of the room where Qin Gu and a group of exhausted sparring partners gathered.
Even the place where it fell in the middle was less than half a meter away from Qin Gu.
Submit.
A trace of coldness flashed in Qin Gu's eyes.
Didn't say anything.
Gritted his teeth to prop up his body, which seemed to have no more strength, and moved to the side of the sparring partner who fell down.
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The sparring partner was carefully placed on his head, and the heavy, not very breathable helmet was removed with great difficulty.
Beneath the helmet was a familiar chubby face that was almost wet with sweat.
Wind Sword The owner of this face is none other than the Wind Sword.
Seeing Qin Gu, Feng Jian didn't say anything for the first time, but his eyes uncontrollably revealed a deep grievance.
It's not that he doesn't want to talk.
Rather, he was temporarily unable to speak.
Even when wearing a sturdy helmet, his face was bruised and purple from the inside of the helmet during the fierce battle.
The hair is even more locks, and the tips of the hair are constantly dripping with beads of sweat.
Qin Gu casually flipped the helmet he was wearing just now.
Tick, tick, tick A series of beads of sweat like water instantly trickled down from the edge of the hood to the ground.
"Hehe, it's really boring, hey, remind your hall owner, don't accept any kind of cats and dogs as sparring partners, even if the sparring partner doesn't need too strong force, but it is not only rare to be weak to this extent, but it will also smash the signboard of this sparring martial arts hall."
A young man who kicked the wind sword mercilessly out of the ring.
But he still refused to spare the wind and sword.
Sneer.
Raise your voice and roar.
The sound was so loud that everyone could hear it clearly in this room made up of ten exclusive sparring rings.
Ha ha In the next second, loud laughter rang out.
As if echoing his rhetoric.
From the analysis of its full state, you don't need to look at it, and you know that most of the laughers are the same as this young man, and they are martial artists who spend money to find a sparring partner to train their own strength.
The muscles of Wind Sword's face twitched violently.
Fingertips clasp firmly on the cold ground.
Suddenly he scolded in a low voice.
"Arrogant bastard, if only I had a sword now, I really want a sword":