He can feel it.

Wang Yuan didn't use much force.

It is indeed a matter of finding your own weaknesses through skills and defeating yourself.

He is truly worthy of being a man who fought hard in actual combat.

This fighting skill is definitely not something ordinary people can possess.

When fighting in the past.

He always relies on powerful attributes and rich skills to defeat his enemies.

But if you meet someone like Wang Yuan who is proficient in combat skills.

He won't get any benefits.

Xu Han stared at Wang Yuan closely.

However, Wang Yuan still had a calm expression.

He roared and rushed towards Wang Yuan again.

But the next second.

Xu Han hit the ground hard again and ate a mouthful of sand.

"Your fighting skills are terrible."

"If you meet someone who is good at fighting skills, you will definitely die."

Wang Yuan said.

"Now, do you understand the importance of fighting skills?"

Xu Han nodded slightly and rushed towards Wang Yuan unyieldingly!

boom--

Xu Han was beaten to the ground again and spit out a mouthful of sand.

Half a day has passed since training.

He couldn't remember how many times he had been beaten down.

I just feel sore all over my body.

Fortunately, the sun is shining brightly today.

Bask in the sun and recover quickly.

Otherwise, he might have been lying on the ground unable to move.

The soldiers around him couldn't stand it anymore.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Is this kid a Xiaoqiang? Can he still stand up? If it were me, I would have been lying on the ground."

"I think he is a punching bag. He can really withstand beatings."

"Hey, combat skills can't be developed overnight. You need to practice for at least half a year to see the effects. I think the Iron Masked King of Hell is just to avenge yesterday's revenge."

"Nonsense, do you really think the Iron-faced King of Hell is so generous?"

"This kid is really honest. He doesn't know how to lie down on the ground and pretend to be dead. Pretending to be dead can save you from being beaten."

Xu Han gritted his teeth and struggled to get up.

Wang Yuan flirted with him: "Continue!"

"You need to know how to adapt your attacks. It doesn't mean you are good unless you use all your strength."

"You have to know when to use your full strength and when to use a feint."

"Know how to confuse the enemy, this is what you have to do."

Xu Han gritted his teeth, kicked his feet violently, and rushed towards Wang Yuan like a sharp arrow.

boom--

Not surprisingly.

He was knocked to the ground again.

The surrounding soldiers shook their heads.

"This kid can't hold on anymore, right?"

"It seems so. The Iron Faced King of Hell is too ruthless. He is still just a child."

"It's okay if you don't have to be cruel. Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in war. The Iron-faced King of Hell is doing it for his own good."

"I think the Iron Faced King of Hell is just trying to vent his personal anger."

Wang Yuan shook his head: "There are too many actions. It's best to be concise and clear. Your school doesn't even teach combat skills?"

"With this level, you still want to go to the secret ruins?"

"I'm afraid I don't even know how he died."

Xu Han's heart was filled with anger.

He propped himself up and stared at Wang Yuan.

A thought came to my mind.

correct!

Don’t you have an imitation skill?

This is a skill that comes with Qianmian.

Can imitate opponent's skills.

Thinking about it, you should be able to imitate Wang Yuan's fighting skills, right?

Try it first before talking.

With a thought in his mind, the imitation skill was activated.

A majestic memory flooded into the brain.

It was the fighting technique Wang Yuan had displayed just now.

Every move and every move was deeply imprinted in his mind.

A sense of enlightenment arose in his heart.

I see!

Wang Yuan looked at Xu Han who was smiling, frowned and said, "What? Were you beaten stupid?"

Xu Han's face showed a trace of confidence: "Instructor Wang, come again!"

After saying that, he stamped his feet violently, rushed towards Wang Yuan again, and punched straight out.

Wang Yuan shook his head helplessly.

Or is this the trick?

Why doesn't this kid have a long memory?

How could this trick be useful to me?

He was going to give Xu Han a hard blow to make him lose his memory.

His palm reached out like lightning and grabbed Xu Han's wrist.

Just control Xu Han's wrist.

He could throw it over his shoulder and throw it to the ground.

However.

Just as his palm was about to catch his wrist.

Xu Han's hand retracted.

The next moment, it switched to an elbow strike and slammed into Wang Yuan's palm.

Wang Yuan's expression changed.

The elbow is the most powerful attacking part of the human body.

If this move hits his palm, it will definitely break his hand.

He had no choice but to change his palm into a fist and confront Xu Han's elbow head-on!

boom!

Only a muffled sound was heard.

Both sides took a few steps back.

The surrounding soldiers all stared at Xu Han with wide eyes and shock.

"Am I right?! This kid can actually make the Iron-faced King of Hell suffer?"

"This kid is progressing quite quickly! He has achieved this level in less than a day!"

"I feel like there is a trace of the Iron-faced King of Hell in this kid. Is he imitating the moves of the Iron-faced King of Hell?"

"If you can learn the moves of the Iron-faced King of Hell, then you can be considered a King of War! Do you think you can learn this if you want to?"

Wang Yuan looked at his fist.

The fist was red, swollen and hot.

He raised his head and looked at Xu Han: "Good boy, you finally know how to change your tactics."

Xu Han smiled.

I was secretly happy.

The imitation skill is so useful!

I turned on imitation and directly learned Wang Yuan's fighting skills.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a fighting master now.

and.

Mimicking other skills may only be used once.

But imitating fighting skills imprints the memories in your mind.

Except for the lack of muscle memory, everything else is comparable to Wang Yuan.

"Instructor Wang, let's try again?"

Xu Han smiled and hooked his hands at Wang Yuan.

The corners of the mouths of the surrounding soldiers twitched.

"This kid's brain has been damaged? How dare he take the initiative to provoke the Iron-faced King of Hell?"

"It's over, he's completely dead now."

"What's wrong? I have to anger the Iron-faced King of Hell. Isn't this asking for death? I guess I'll have to carry him back to the dormitory later."

Wang Yuan laughed angrily.

"You kid, do you really think you can compete with me?"

"Next, I won't hold back!"

After saying that, he rushed towards Xu Han like a tiger!

The day passed quickly.

Xu Han was covered in injuries.

Wang Yuan was not much better.

His clothes were torn and he was covered in sand.

There are also many scars on the body.

He looked extremely embarrassed.

The soldiers around him looked at Xu Han with admiration.

"Awesome! This kid is really awesome! How long has it been since I saw the Iron-faced King of Hell in such a mess? Even if the military leader competed with him last time, he had never been in such a mess."

"I was beaten so hard in the morning that I couldn't fight, but in the afternoon I was able to fight with the Iron-Faced King of Hell. Isn't this a monster?"

"Is there really a genius in this world? I don't accept it! I have practiced for two and a half years, but I can't compare to him who practiced for one day!"

Wang Yuan waved his hand: "We'll stop here today and continue tomorrow."

"You go find a doctor and get some treatment."

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