star lord returns

X represents that Nan Jing's potential is infinite, while S represents that the potential of that ancient martial artist has been tapped.

The outcome is not certain yet!

After Nan Jing left, Fang Rong came to stand beside Shen Qiao.

"Heh, I didn't expect the general to be so willing. It doesn't look like true love, does it?" Fang Rong took pleasure in his misfortune, as if he had already seen the scene where Nan Jing was violently beaten.

Shen Qiao was noncommittal.

On the contrary, Al heard it, and in order to maintain the authority of his wife, he folded his arms and sneered: "I think you have been in a corner for too long, so you forgot that there are people outside the world, and there are days outside the world. With your level of guards, I can beat him three times by myself." One, take it easy and take it easy."

Fang Rong sneered, obviously not taking this young and frivolous soldier seriously.

"You are so powerful, why not fight yourself."

Al raised his chin and said as a matter of course: "There are not many opportunities to show off like this. Of course I want to leave good things for my brother." "

Fang Rong: Damn, he actually took the competition as a show off, this kid really deserves a beating.

Shen Qiao glanced at this brat who loves to eat chicken feet, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

The playing field here is much larger than the narrow space on the battleship, with an extremely wide field of vision, and the ground paved with bluestone is dotted with fresh blood.

The ancient martial artist who won three games in a row did not have a name, but a code name "Black Wolf".

He is a full head taller than Nan Jing, shirtless, and his sprawling muscles are bred with infinite strength. It seems that he can see the blue blood vessels below,

Nan Jing was tall and thin, and stood in front of Hei Lang like a child who hadn't grown up, which made people feel the difference at first glance.

Hei Lang is a guard selected to protect Fang Rong. Naturally, he is one of the best fighters in the world, and he focuses on strength and melee combat, and has undergone systematic professional training.

Seeing a guy who was weaker than the previous opponent, Hei Lang laughed disdainfully: "Little white face is also worthy to challenge my Hei Lang? Are you kidding me, do all the men in the Central Army deliver goods?"

Nan Jing's appearance is absolutely not feminine, but it is too delicate and delicate. Naturally, it is easy to be underestimated in an army dominated by stout old men.

Ever since he beat up the vanguard in the Central Army, he hasn't heard the title of little boy for several days.

After breaking his wrist, Nan Jing showed eight bright white teeth and a smile without anger.

"No one stipulates that you can't leave if you are good-looking, right? And to be honest, don't get too excited. Your master seems to be whiter than mine. That's a serious boy, okay?"

"What did you say?!"

Hei Lang suddenly became furious, the veins on his face popped up, and he flew into a rage.

Nan Jing secretly exerted strength on his hands and feet, and continued to stimulate the opponent calmly.

"I said he's a bitch, he talks like a bitch, looks like a bitch, and thinks like a bitch—"

"Bam—"

Hearing a loud noise, Hei Lang's fist like a hammer hit the place where Nan Jing was originally standing. The hard bluestone slab shattered into small pieces, and many of them burst into pieces.

Half of the field was stunned, and the other half was waving the flag and shouting.

"Kill him, kill him!"

Looking at Nan Jing again, he had already jumped from above to behind Hei Lang at the moment Hei Lang started.

It seems that this black wolf ancient martial art is blessed with power, so it can be said to have taken advantage of it in shirtless battles.

Competitions in the military are often focused on, and the use of the five elements of ancient martial arts is not allowed, and weapons are not allowed. At this time, strength and speed are the bonus cheats for one person to win.

Nan Jing possesses the wood variant wind element among the five elements, and his experience in the third gang also gave him a vague feeling of fire, but he can't use it now, which is a kind of shackle for him.

But everyone has weaknesses.

Black Wolf's weaknesses were all too obvious—he was unprovoked, impatient, and always relied on his brute force to attack.

After thinking about it for a while, Nan Jing became concerned.

Thus, a protracted battle began.

Nan Jing just kept dodging, like a dexterous monkey, every time he dodged past Hei Lang's fist.

It went on like this for a while, and Hei Lang felt both unhappy and angry, as if Nan Jing had been teasing him.

Whenever Hei Lang was about to rest for a few seconds to recover his strength, Nan Jing would slowly come over and attack him——

Or hit him on the head, or stomp on his feet, and a few times he gave him a false fist, and then hid aside after scaring him.

After doing this several times, Hei Lang completely lost his patience.

The cheers and support on the field also invisibly put pressure on Hei Lang, his mood was disturbed by Nan Jing, and seeing Nan Jing standing in front of him without even breaking a sweat, smiling, Hei Lang would Even more irritable.

"what--"

After a roar, Hei Lang put all the ancient martial power in his body into his fist, and smashed directly at Nan Jing's head, trying to give him a final fatal blow.

Nan Jing's eyes, which concentrated all the ancient martial power, had already judged his trajectory. The flickering fast speed seemed to him to slow down his movements.

With a "boom", he punched Nan Jing's face with a fist, and all the central troops present raised their hearts.

If this fist landed on Nan Jing's head, he might be smashed to death on the spot!

However, at this moment of life and death, Nan Jing seemed to disappear out of thin air, and his body became a phantom, which could not be captured at all!

"Look behind!"

Nan Jing descended from the sky and gave a loud shout.

The unexpected instruction made Hei Lang, who had flinched in vain, subconsciously turn his head back.

So, before his vision was completely covered with blood, what he saw was a fist that seemed to be able to distort the air due to its excessive speed.

"Bam—"

Blood splattered.

Nan Jing single-hooked his fist, picked up the black wolf, jumped up again, turned around and swept his legs in the air, and kicked the black wolf to a higher place again.

Immediately afterwards, he flew up, fisted and kicked, and beat the black wolf down from the air.

Hei Lang slammed hard on the bluestone slab, his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanting, and his face could no longer be seen from its original appearance.

If there is no accident, he still has a congested and ruptured retina in one eye, two broken ribs, and countless bruises on his body.

But these are nothing, only a simple surgical treatment is needed, and he can fully recover within two days.

Since Hei Lang couldn't see it, Nan Jing didn't bother to make more expressions.

He stood with his arms folded coolly, and said, "Little boy, who you said just now was an asshole, I really didn't hear you clearly, can you say it again?"

Because there is a holographic projection on the venue, every sentence of Nanjing can be transmitted through holographic.

Everyone at the scene was still immersed in the ferocity and horror of Nanjing, but when they heard this sentence, they immediately wiped off their sweat——

Offending no one can offend those who hold grudges. Maybe this kid beat the black wolf into a pig's head, and even picked his face because he was scolded.

Hei Lang broke two teeth and said that Hu was a bit leaky.

Although his eyes were blood red and he couldn't see Nan Jing's face at all, to be honest, he could feel the murderous intent from the other party more than ever.

It was a kind of coldness that made people feel like shivering in their bones.

This shouldn't come from a boy who looks so young... Even someone who has been on the battlefield may not necessarily have such a cramped spirit.

Hei Lang's mind was broken.

Hei Lang didn't understand why he lost to Nan Jing until the medical staff lifted him off the field.

"Who is that buddy? He's so awesome."

"Is it one of us? I don't think I've ever seen it before."

"I heard that he was an airborne soldier who offended someone and was thrown into our team for training."

"Fuck, airborne soldiers can be so big?"

Everyone had a look of "you're kidding me".

Hearing this, a vanguard came over to spread the word to everyone: "You are ignorant at first sight, Brother Nan is capable of defeating the three of us by himself! Hey, don't look at the man with red lips and white teeth, who looks quiet and quiet, he will definitely be able to make a move Came to Criminals' Paradise to fight the mafia."

"real or fake?"

"Hey, if you don't believe me, go to Brother Nan and try it?"

"……just forget it."

Hei Lang's face was indeed too miserable, not suitable for children, otherwise they would have nightmares.

Fang Rong's complexion is quite exciting, although this is not his most powerful guard, but it is definitely ranked in the upper middle class.

But that little soldier was able to hit Hei Lang so hard, that punch was not on Hei Lang's face, but on his own face!

Al cheered and raised his eyebrows provocatively at Fang Rong.

"How about it, is it amazing, is it scary?"

Fang Rong's face was gloomy. He was an extremely proud person, how could he stand such a provocation from an unknown soldier?

Immediately, Fang Ronghan said: "Red Scorpion, go and try."

A man with a stooped figure stood up.

His appearance is not ostentatious, and he even looks a little old. At first glance, he is not an opponent to be taken seriously.