Shen Chong glanced at Huo Xiaoshan enviously, he really didn't understand Huo Xiaoshan. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He knew that he was already a rare martial arts embryo among his peers, but he also knew that there were some things that Huo Xiaoshan would never learn, just like the light movement of going to bed just now, so well controlled, how could he not even make a sound?!

The afternoon sun slanted into the house, and the sunlight shone on the position of Huo Xiaoshan's bottom bunk, so he could see it clearly, Huo Xiaoshan didn't even shake off a grain of dust on the bed board, it was really demonic!

However, Huo Xiaoshan has already subdued the provocative soldier, and now it's his turn, and I, Shen Chong, am not bad! I, Shen Chong, want to ambush those who dare to provoke me in my own way!

Shen Chong also stood in front of his bed.

His head just exceeded the bed board on the second floor, but there was no lazy voice that Huo Xiaoshan had experienced, "Don't step on my bed", but there was no quilt or mattress on his bed, only a straw mattress!

Military school, these luggage are all configured according to one person, so Shen Chong began to look for it, he can't sleep on the board every day.

When he looked down, he saw two sets of luggage leaning on the back of his "brother" leaning on his lower bunk.

He rolled his eyes, everyone else is one person, then there is no doubt about it, the facts are very clear, the luggage of the brother who slept on the top bunk was "borrowed" by the brother who slept on the bottom bunk

The brother in the lower bunk has thick eyebrows and big eyes, in his early twenties, but his face shows a cynical expression of a veteran, at this time he is looking at Shen Chong with a playful gaze, so the eyes of the two people meet, if the gaze is tangible, it must be a wrestling of tenacity and strength.

"Shall I pick it up myself or will you deliver it yourself?" Shen Chong asked.

"As long as you win me." The brother of the lower bunk replied.

"Go outside." Shen Chong said.

"Okay." The brother of the lower bunk replied.

In the open space in front of the window, Shen Chong and the brother sleeping in the lower bunk stood face to face, looking at each other, but this time neither side could hide each other's fighting intentions, and their eyes collided in the air again.

The veterans in the room all followed, and the two boys, or the recruits in their eyes, had already made them feel interested, a hint of excitement that only arose in hand-to-hand combat on the battlefield.

Shen Chong's gaze and the gaze of the lower bunk brothers became more and more intense, and finally sparks appeared, and with a bang, the two people pounced on each other at the same time.

They all use the most direct move, which is to punch each other in the chest.

The reason why they didn't hit the head was that both people believed in the power of their fists, and if they hit each other's vital points, they might accidentally be seriously injured or killed.

After all, the other party is a bunk brother and brother, not an enemy, not to mention that it is too much to be killed or beaten half-body, which can really reflect the self-confidence of the two of them.

But all self-confidence is based on past achievements, not on behalf of everything that is happening in the present, so some self-confidence becomes pride, and some self-confidence becomes the source of fiasco.

Two fists collided in the air!

With such a hard fist, the brother in the lower bunk felt that the whole arm of his punch was already wooden, and he couldn't help but stagnate.

At this time, Shen Chong's second punch arrived, and the brothers in the lower bunk didn't dare to collide, so they only had time to use their hands to make a block, but the arms of the block were wooden again.

He involuntarily took a step back, but by this time he saw that the boy's body had followed, and an arm slid like a loach over his blocked arm that had not yet regained consciousness.

Then, a finger scissor had locked his throat, and although the finger scissors were not forced, he had already smelled the breath of death that he could only experience on the battlefield!

"You've lost!" Shen Chong's eyes were still close at hand, and the infinite battle intent in his eyes made his opponent realize that if he didn't admit defeat, then there would be a stormy blow next!

As a result, the fighting spirit in the eyes of the lower bunk brothers retreated.

So, Shen Chong let go of his hand.

"This kid is so good!" Because of Shen Chong's victory, the veterans watching the battle on the side finally spoke up

"Where did this kid come from, why haven't you seen it?" Although the fight was only between three punches, it still attracted some people from other dormitories to watch the fight

"I don't know, it's stuffed into our dormitory, it looks like a recruit's egg, and we don't know where it came from." Shen Chong's roommate replied.

"It's quite arrogant, go up and clean him up." Some veterans say so.

"Want to practice? You can line up one by one, and it's okay to go up together! Shen Chong said as he faced the veterans with his eyes above the top.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Shen Chong's words were like a match being thrown into an explosive cylinder, arousing the infinite pride and ruthlessness of the veterans, and the drumming noise of the veterans rose to the ground with a bang, so that Huo Xiaoshan in the room heard it.

Huo Xiaoshan was sitting cross-legged on his second-floor bunk, the afternoon sun shining in through the window facing him, and his body was warm.

The place where Shen Chong and the veterans competed was not far from the window, so he heard it clearly, Huo Xiaoshan smiled slightly, shook his head, closed his eyes slightly, pinched the seal with both hands, and silently recited the Buddha's name.

The shouting of the veterans outside the house suddenly stopped, and then there was a sound of limb collision one after another, this was Shen Chong and the other veterans moving again, and after a while, the drum noise of the veterans suddenly rose again, Huo Xiaoshan didn't need to look to know that this was another victory for Shen Chong.

The process is repeated again, silence, collision, noise, silence, collision, noise.

Huo Xiaoshan read the Buddha and slowly entered the state, and began to consciously hear the sound outside the house, and gradually the sound became far away, even the loud noise of the veterans was like a drizzle on a spring night, which could not stir up the slightest ripple in his heart, only the words of the Buddha were clear, as if the void had been wiped out.

In the afternoon, at more than three o'clock, at the place outside the house, nearly 100 veterans sat in a large circle, and Shen Chong knelt on the ground in the circle.

He was gasping for air, the clothes on his back were already soaked with sweat, as if he could wring out water, Shen Chong was obviously very tired, but his head was poking forward slightly, and his eyes were still full of high fighting spirit.

A few steps away from Shen Chong, a veteran was sitting on the ground, rubbing his feet and neck with his hands, and he was kicked down by Shen Chong.

The veterans are no longer clamoring.

The reason is very simple, because there is no reason to make noise, and now in the eyes they look at Shen Chong, there is no longer that discriminatory gaze against the recruits, but instead shock and admiration, just like a group of madmen admiring an even crazier madman.

From the beginning of the noon to the present, everyone in the special training class has not gone to the cafeteria to eat, either becoming players or spectators have participated in this wheel battle, in this wheel battle Shen Chong defeated at least one platoon of veterans, and all the veterans who dared to challenge Shen Chong were defeated by Shen Chong without exception!