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Act 12 Competition

After getting Cao Yu over, Bai Gang cleared his throat and changed into a serious expression.

"Welcome to the 9th Team. The first time we meet, everyone will get to know each other first, and introduce themselves, and start with me. My name is Bai Gang, nicknamed the Knife Saint, with the rank of Major, your major team leader!"

Everyone smiled when they said this. The Major Captain was a squad leader after all, but they were real lieutenant soldiers!

After everyone laughed, Bai Gang continued:

"I am good at precise rapid fire and knife skills, and I have excellent physical fitness. The main thing I learn in the school is biology. Well, let's say so much. What's next... Ladies are the first."

The beautiful white long legs come out to salute, like the standard posture of the textbook version, with a cool smell.

"Zhou Baixue, nicknamed Princess, has a good intuition, is good at detecting, and likes to use submachine guns and bazooka."

After saying this, Zhou Baixue retreated to the team and stopped talking, looking cold and unrestrained.

Bai Gangdao: "That's all? Don't you say more?"

Zhou Baixue replied coldly: "Report to the chief, it's gone!"

"Uh... I want to ask you another thing. Zhao Yuanwu from the 5th team previously suggested that you want to transfer to his team. Are you willing?"

Zhou Baixue's face changed: "Let him get out!"

"Okay..." Bai Gang shrugged. He was not interested in knowing the story between the two. As long as Zhou Baixue has this attitude, there would be no problem. "Then let's go, the next one, the arrow frog."

Cao Yu nodded.

"Cao Yu, a sniper, nicknamed the arrow frog. The reason why I call it that is that I am particularly good at sniping dynamic targets, as deadly as a poisonous dart frog."

After Cao Yu introduced it, Bai Gang's last choice of money oil, Lei Yiming.

When Bai Gang called him, the guy took his eyes back from Zhou Baixue reluctantly and stood up reluctantly.

"Lei Yiming. I am usually called a jazz by others because my temperament is as elegant as a noble. My specialty is omnipotent! I can use any weapon and do any position, and I am the best even in bed!"

When she said "I am the best in bed, I am also the best." Lei Yiming's teasing look at him intentionally or unintentionally obviously made Zhou Baixue very unhappy, so she sneered and said in a voice that was small but slightly erotic that everyone could just hear:

"Well, you're the best, the best of all the 45th picks."

Lei Yiming's eyelids twitched.

The 45th ranking is a ranking that he has a high opinion of himself, which is completely unacceptable! You know, the 12 captains have selected 48 people in total! And Zhou Baixue, who just made a sarcastic statement, is a female soldier who looks like a female star who doesn’t look like a soldier, actually ranked 9th!

Is this natural law?

"Hmph! A good man won't fight with a woman!"

"That's because I can't fight. I, Zhou Baixue, will not be worse than men, especially men like you." Zhou Baixue sneered, "Don't think I don't know. Your nickname is not a jazz, but a sir, the sir of Lord Wei! It means you are as fickle as Wei Xiaobao!"

Lei Yiming's eyelids twitched again, but in the end he silently recited "A good man won't fight with a woman" and endured this tone. Although he didn't think he would lose at all, what's the point even if he won? Fighting with a woman, he is the one who is embarrassed whether he wins or loses.

Fuck! I wouldn't have to pay this kind of woman! I just wasted my enthusiasm just now!

His eyes turned to Bai Gang, Lei Yiming always felt that Bai Gang was disliked. He was obviously very strong, why was he the captain? Why? Why!? Now he was holding his breath and he didn't want to post it on women, so he fell on Bai Gang.

Bai Gang inexplicably saw hostility towards him in Lei Yiming's eyes, but he had no idea why. It was Zhou Baixue who just choked him, not him. What does it have to do with him?

Sure enough, Bai Gang soon confirmed that Lei Yiming's hostility was real.

"Sir, I want to ask a question."

Bai Gang sighed helplessly and said, "Yes, please ask."

"I'm very curious. Is the reason why the sage is called Saint of the Sword because his sword skills are powerful? How powerful is it?"

Bai Gang frowned and said, "How can this kind of thing have standards? In short, it's good at it."

Lei Yiming laughed "heartfelt": "Can you know if you compare it?"

"Compare?"

Bai Gang took out his Pad and looked through Lei Yiming's information. He had never mentioned anything like how to use his sword skills.

"Stop reading the information. I know a lot of things. I only wrote less than 1% on it. How about it? Let's see who has better sword skills."

Although I don’t want to "play house" with Lei Yiming, if you think about it carefully, as a team that meets each other for the first time, it is still necessary to show off one's move. Even if the NO.48 at the rear of the crane is placed outside, it is definitely the elite among the elites. Without some real skills, it cannot be subdued.

"Okay, since you want to compete, it's better to compete, but I don't have a wooden knife here, so I have to use yours."

Lei Yiming shrugged: "It's a coincidence that I don't have it here, and I never use that thing, so let's just use real guys."

After saying that, he took out two extended versions of dog-legged scimitars from his luggage!

Bai Gang frowned: "Double Knife?"

"What, are you scared?"

"No, I just think we are quite destined to do it." Bai Gang smiled, "It's a coincidence that I have two swords."

Bai Gang went back to the room and took out his pair of long knives.

The slender blade body, the classic curve and the bright gentle wind patterns are undoubtedly a fusan knife.

When the knife is drawn out of the sheath, the blade is completely different from the fusanthemum knife in general. The surface has been matte and the overall surface is gray-black. The dark red texture mixed during the period looks quite weird. Even if you just look at it from a distance, you can feel the sharp sharpness.

Lei Yiming and others frowned and stared at the knife in Bai Gang's hand. The Fusang knife was easy to use, and it was highly praised by Europe and the United States, but they would inevitably have knots in their hearts.

"Fuson knife?"

Bai Gang understates: "Ticket."

Everyone's expressions instantly turned cloudy and sunny.

Lei Yiming said: "It's too narrow here and can't be moved. Let's go outside and find a place?"

Bai Gang shook his head and said, "No need, it won't take long anyway. Let's do this. I won't bully you, so I'll let you have three moves... Well... Forget it, it's better to have three minutes. Okay, there are still people waiting for the introduction, so let's start now."

"Three minutes..." Lei Yiming's veins leaped, and he underestimated people too much! He said angrily, "No need for three seconds!"
Chapter completed!
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