On the top of Devil's Mountain, Ye Chen and Storm are fighting in one place.

The fist style is strong and powerful, and the advance and retreat are orderly, and the two of them are inseparable.

In terms of understanding of martial arts, Ye Chen is naturally a step above the wind, and his fists and feet may not be as good as martial arts.

But he was born on the battlefield and grew up on the battlefield, it was the battlefield that gave him everything, and he was able to live to this day, completely by virtue of the death fight that escaped death again and again.

A thousand trainings are not as good as a battle, a drop of blood pressure and a hundred drops of sweat.

The way of martial arts of the wind is refined in the midst of death again and again.

So it seems that there is no order, but he is extremely practical, the strength of his fists to the flesh and his vigorous physical fitness make him really like a gust of wind and few fallen leaves.

Otherwise, how could Ye Chen's attack be resolved in milliseconds that day.

But Ye Chen here is still guarding every drop, and he has mastered the essence of Chinese martial arts, and his every move is clean and neat.

The offense and defense are as follows, although they can't break through the defense of the wind for the time being, but they won't be taken away by the wind.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves, both of them also saw sweat, the wind wiped the sweat on his face, he was obsessed with martial arts for too long and had not seen someone on his par.

"It's so enjoyable, I used to be so bored in Devil's Mountain, but I believe it will be very enjoyable in the future!"

Tempest smiled, laughed so cruelly, had always liked to fight with his bare hands, and more than three people had died at his hands.

It was rare to meet a person who also had such ability, and the wind roared and pounced on it again and again.

"Looks like you still like to get beaten, which isn't very good!"

Dodging to avoid the fist of the wind, Ye Chen kicked his back waist and said with a smile.

"It's not certain who beats whom, maybe from today onwards, you will be beaten by me every day!"

The wind did not dodge, and his right fist reached out and turned around to rescue, hitting Ye Chen's calf face bone.

Ye Chen hurriedly retracted his legs, but his other foot had already kicked towards Tempest's shoulder.

"Good time!"

The wind hurriedly dodged, but at this moment, he felt a tightness in his left shoulder, and before he could understand, the whole person flew out directly.

Falling heavily on the ground, the wind hurriedly turned over and got up, looking at Ye Chen who was standing five or six meters away in surprise.

"Well, you know you're not an opponent, right?"

In a tough competition, everyone meets opponents, but the subtlety of martial arts lies in overcoming rigidity with softness.

Ye Chen's move just now was his pinnacle, and he used his strength to return the favor and threw the wind out.

"How is that possible! Lao Tzu has never lost! ”

The most important thing in this world is strange people, and the attainments of the wind are also difficult to find on the battlefield.

But this time he met a strong opponent, Ye Chen, and his kung fu had reached a point where others couldn't think about it.

"That's because you didn't meet Lao Tzu, otherwise you would have lost!"

Seeing the wind blowing again, Ye Chen smiled slightly, avoiding his sharp edge and attacking him unprepared, and after a while, he was thrown to the sky again.

"How's that, accept it or not!"

Ye Chen smiled, it was rare to have this kind of feminine kung fu on the battlefield, and the wind that hit him was caught off guard.

"I'm not convinced, my best skill is dagger kung fu, if you can win me on the dagger, I will be convinced!"

A carp jumped up, patted the dust on his body, and pulled out a dagger directly from behind his waist and said.

"This is not a battlefield fight, we are half brothers now, so we don't need to be so ruthless!"

Looking at the fierce wind's desperate posture, Ye Chen asked with a smile, only use a real dagger to fight on the battlefield.

"Well, why aren't you my enemy?"

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Hurricane put the dagger back and said with a straightforward personality.

"Is that why you want to be my enemy?"

Ye Chen smiled bitterly and sighed, this guy is really aggressive.

"I thought about it, if one day I die on the battlefield, I want someone else to kill me with a dagger, not a bullet, I have loved watching martial arts since I was a child, if I was born before, how good it would be, all day long, that is the world of men!"

Because it is close to Huaxia, it has also been influenced by martial arts, and I have to say that Hurricane's thinking is really weird.

"Okay, let's go see the fourth brother, maybe I can help."

The environment is almost checked, Ye Chen wants to go to the mining area to see the situation, it would be better if he could go to the arsenal and logistics supply depot again.

"Okay, then let's go, and get it done as soon as possible to drink at night!"

The wind agreed, and the two men brought the horses that were grazing beside them.

In such a place, although it has entered the modern society, the road is not very smooth.

Therefore, in the Devil's Mountain, there are also a lot of horses and camels, and only some of the convoys can be transported, and the rest still need to be transported by the camel caravan in exchange for weapons and ammunition.

Jumping on the horseback, the two men urged the horse, all the way back to the bottom of the Devil's Mountain, and there was nothing to say on the way.

The horses were still in the stockade, and naturally there was a responsible groom to manage them, and this kind of lowly work was taken care of by the captured slaves.

Anyway, as long as the gate is closed, everyone can't escape, and under the leadership of the wind, Ye Chen finally entered the other half of the area.

The mining area should have a lot of modern equipment, but there are no modern tools in this dozens of meters large mine in front of you.

The only thing that exists, I'm afraid, is the steel pipe that supports it, and according to Tempest, there used to be some equipment here, but it has all been damaged over time.

Now the factories that manufacture machinery in China have been converted into military factories, so the current mining is all manual, anyway, the labor that is cheaper than grass does not cost money, as long as it is caught.

Under the handle of the armed mercenaries, laborers carrying earthen baskets came out of the dark caves.

After putting his backpack on the ground and discarding the wasteland along the cliff, he turned around and walked into the dark cave with his headlamp on his head again.

After working hard day and night, what they got was only food that could not starve to death, and they were of different ages, some were only children in their teens, and some were gray-haired old people.

"Hurry up!"

The overseer, who was armed with a leather whip, constantly waved the whip at them, as if he were driving livestock, and told them to move faster.

The whip was whipped on their bodies, and the fire hurt from the fire, but they could only walk a few quick steps to avoid the overseer, but their tired bodies could not walk at all.

When the two men came, they saw a few laborers carrying buckets of things towards the entrance of the cave.

It was time for lunch now, but the rancid smell of the food in the bucket made Ye Chen couldn't help but wrinkle his nose.

(End of chapter)