Mianzhang hits the mountain and flies out, it’s okay, but it’s not alive if you don’t fly out.

Hudson flew out to the sky and fell heavily to the ground, but before that was over, Yang Yi possessed himself and punched him, hitting Hudson in the chest.

Another bang.

Basically, the sound is like this, fear, dong, bang.

And then it's over.

What a bullshit master, bullshit.

Hudson is not as good as Wise's level. He is posing as a free fighting posture, but his reaction is really not fast and his skills are pretty neat, but this level is not enough, far from enough.

Yang Yi was curious about how Hudson got this name.

After hitting it with one punch, Yang Yi regretted it a little, and he regretted that he had taken too much action.

But Yang Yi would not be pitiful to his opponent. He had thoughts like this before, but he was beaten very badly by Zhang Yong. So from now on, no matter how strong the opponent is, Yang Yi will still take full advantage.

"Sorry, I can't hold it in the fight. Are you okay?"

Hudson lies on the ground and breathes. He opens his mouth wide. After several difficult efforts, he finally breathes in one breath.

Wise is good at strength, just one-point worse than Yang Yi, and has good martial arts, but Hudson is even worse than Wise.

But how could Wise think Hudson is amazing?

Maybe Hudson will blow.

But so, Yang Yi no longer wants to play games with them.

Yang Yi stood back two steps, and then he said calmly: "Mr. Hudson will be fine. I have something to do, so let's go first."

I was too lazy to say anything more. Yang Yi turned around and was about to leave, but someone behind said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute."

A middle-aged man in his forties walked out from behind, and he said calmly: "You are good at strength, but..."

There was nothing I could say. The middle-aged man stared at Yang Yi and said, "Let's have fun. You use a training knife, so how about I use a training knife too?"

Yang Yi stopped and said with curiosity: "So are you also an instructor?"

"I'm not, I'm just an agent from the Operations Department. I just finished the mission and had time to rest and come here to play. I think your attitude is a bit problematic, so I want to compete with you."

Americans are still speaking straightforwardly, especially when they are in a fight, they won’t say anything polite.

The people in the Action Department should be real good players.

Yang Yi twisted his shoulders and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then come on."

If you want to fight, you need not talk nonsense. The people in the Action Department are amazing.

Yang Yi went over and chose the shortest training knife, a double-edged dagger, while his opponent also picked up a double-edged dagger.

After looking at Yang Yi, the middle-aged man said coldly: "Let's start."

Yang Yi put the knife a little behind him, stretched out his left hand, and made a defensive move with his left hand. His opponent was almost the same as his, but he just took the knife a little further forward.

The two began to circle each other.

Judging from his footsteps alone, this middle-aged man is not an ordinary person, and the position he is staring at is also what a master should have.

He doesn't look at his eyes or his hands, but looks at Yang Yi's footsteps, which means that the opponent pays more attention to the timing of Yang Yi's attack, and is also observing Yang Yi's preparations before launching the attack.

Coincidentally, Yang Yi also had the same habit. He used his light to observe the opponent's upper body movements, and his eyes were mainly placed on the opponent's footsteps.

As he approached slowly, Yang Yi decided to take the initiative to attack, so he suddenly jumped forward.

There is no possibility of weapons colliding at all. Experts, especially those who are good at close-in assassination, can do the only thing they can do is to avoid damage in their vital points, and they can use their swords to attack the enemy's vital points. Whoever is killed by one blow will lose, who is injured but whoever dies will win.

Yang Yi reached out and cut the opponent's knife. A hole was cut in his left arm, and then he tried hard to avoid it, but he still got a knife on his left shoulder.

Yang Yi did not go to the opponent's neck, and his knife stabbed in the opponent's armpit. Then when he passed by, he pinned the opponent with his legs and twisted it hard.

He quickly stroked half a circle on his opponent's thigh.

The middle-aged man's face looks ugly, very ugly.

Yang Yi had a broken arm and was stabbed on the back. This knife affected his right arm, but it was not serious and he could still move.

But Yang Yi's opponent had a broken arm, and the most important thing was that the artery on his leg was cut.

As long as Yang Yi retreats and distances, he climbs for a few minutes, the middle-aged man will die.

Yang Yi has already won.

The two are comparable to sword skills, but Yang Yi won in other aspects. In simple and simple terms, his body skills are better than his opponent, so if he survives, his opponent will die.

This is a simulation, not a practical battle. The real situation is that the bodies of the two people have no effect at all.

Moreover, the two of them were too fast, and the people present could not keep up with each other's vision, and they didn't know who was the winner.

Yang Yi was waiting for his opponent to admit defeat, but the middle-aged man actually rushed towards him.

The arteries were broken, and I was just dying. No matter how strong the willpower was, the blood was spurted out by the major artery and it would be dead. Either stop and stop the bleeding with all your might or die.

Therefore, it is a shameless way to play when the opponent pounces on it, and it is very shameless.

Yang Yi was furious and he rushed forward.

The opponent hit Yang Yi's hand holding the knife. Then he wanted to grab Yang Yi's hand holding the knife, and his own knife stabbed Yang Yi's heart.

Yang Yi leaned against it and let the opponent stab the knife in his chest, but there was no center. Then he pushed his head hard towards the opponent's nose. After a bang, he raised his right hand and grabbed the opponent's head with his left arm, which was absolutely dizzy. He turned around, covered the opponent's mouth, and placed the training knife on the middle-aged man's neck.

Scratch one, then another, and then another.

It doesn't hurt, but it's very humiliating.

This time everyone saw clearly. They were not sure whether Yang Yi had a knife or not, but they clearly saw that Yang Yi used a training knife to cut three times back and forth around the middle-aged man's neck. If this was a real knife, there would be only a cervical vertebrae left on the neck.

Yang Yi let go of his opponent and took two steps back. Then he said proudly: "From that perspective, I won, you lost."

After announcing his victory, Yang Yi smiled and said, "Even if I was hit by a knife, I still have a chance to go to the hospital. You don't have it because your neck is broken."

The middle-aged man covered his neck and seemed extremely angry, but he could not refute Yang Yi's words.

Another master who doesn’t have the style of a master, Yang Yi felt very disdainful.

The disdain in his heart showed his face, which made most of the people present extremely dissatisfied.

They didn't know that Yang Yi actually won twice. They just felt that Yang Yi was too much and bullying people too much. If he wins, he will win and he will have to take three consecutive blows. Isn't this humiliating people?

The middle-aged man finally said in a deep voice: "It seems that there is another master in the action department. It's great. We can practice it frequently in the future."

"Operation Department? No, I am not from the Action Department, I am from the Management Department."

After saying that, Yang Yi found that the crowd was excited and felt that he had become a public enemy of the whole nation.
Chapter completed!