Yang Jun smiled and took off his coat.

By rolling up his sleeves, his mind was recalling the scene in the woods that day when he used space to kill the enemy.

After practical application, a set of rules for the use of Shenfa were summarized.

Even when you use space to become invisible, people can't tell that you are becoming invisible. It just feels like it's because of your quick movement.

how to say?

It's a feeling of something and nothing.

Just because something is seen with the eyes does not necessarily mean it is true, and something that cannot be touched does not necessarily mean it does not exist.

This kind of movement is difficult to learn, and Yang Jun is not very proficient yet, so he wanted to take this opportunity to get familiar with the movement.

"Ha, that's not a bad tone. I'll beat you so much that my aunt won't recognize you later."

Mu Sheng glanced around and found Wang Yuying in the crowd watching the fun.

"Auntie, I advise you not to read it, so as not to feel distressed later."

Wang Yuying said with a smile: "You kid, don't look at my face and hit me hard. I've wanted to slap him for a long time."

After saying that, he turned back and glared at Yang Jun.

"Okay, please do me a favor. I will never let you down."

After Mu Sheng finished speaking, he waved to Yang Jun and said: "Old Yang, in front of your family, don't say that brothers are unloyal, I will give you three moves."

"Go away, I want you to give in?"

Without saying anything, Yang Jun punched him directly in the face.

"Well come."

Mu Sheng yelled but did not dodge, raised his fist and faced him.

"boom!"

The two fists collided, making a slight burst of air.

The two of them stepped back together, their bodies straightened, and their eyes fixed on each other.

Half a moment.

The two of them made a hand-waving motion at the same time and kept jumping in place.

"You tiger, you didn't know you could get hurt easily."

Yang Jun said with a grimace, shaking his fist.

"I'm happy with it, alas."

Mu Sheng said harsh words, but he also kept pumping his fists.

Everyone laughed happily when they saw this scene.

However, after laughing, he immediately looked seriously at the two people present.

This is a rare real competition, a showdown between top players.

A rare contest between two contemporary military kings, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"ah!"

The two of them didn't know who was the first to attack, but they soon fought together again.

However, this time the two learned to be smart and no longer had a head-on confrontation. It was purely a technical contest.

The two of them moved one move at a time, and saw that the punch hit each other, but they retracted inexplicably. Even though there were many close combat masters in the field, they were also confused at this time.

Ji Demin and Li Tiezhu are both veterans. Even they can't understand what Yang Jun and the others are doing. The fight is so fierce and they still have some energy left.

However, looking at the two of them sweating profusely, they seemed to have tried their best.

"Enjoyed, come again."

Mu Sheng shouted excitedly and waved his fist to attack again.

"Come again."

Yang Jun has not fought so happily for a long time. This is the real battle. The fight between Sun Zhaocai and the bandits is not interesting. The thrill of crushing is far less interesting than this kind of technical fighting.

At this point, the two of them changed their moves and began to use the killing techniques on the battlefield.

This kind of killing technique is not the kind of killing technique taught by the army. It is a killing technique that Yang Jun and Mu Sheng have learned from countless life-and-death fights with the enemy.

These killing moves are also different. Yang Jun and Mu Sheng each have their own fighting skills.

The onlookers held their breath and stared at the movements of the two people in the field without blinking, for fear of missing the most exciting performance.

"ah!"

The two of them yelled at the same time, and their hands were changing strange moves, just like tigers and cheetahs when they hunt their prey.

"boom!"

The two of them had a real fight.

The two of them were knocked back three steps by the opponent's punch at the same time, and then moved forward softly.

"ah!"

Everyone just felt their eyes were dazzled.

Immediately afterwards, the air became stagnant.

After being surprised, he looked up and saw that the winner was already decided between the two of them.

Mu Sheng stood there motionless as if being restrained, but Yang Jun was behind him, with his right index finger on Mu Sheng's neck.

"I lost."

Others may not understand, but Mu Sheng knows better than anyone else that he is already dead on the battlefield.

If they were hostile, Yang Jun's index finger would have been inserted into the main artery of his neck.

Hearing this, Yang Jun slowly took back his right hand.

He said tiredly: "It's not easy to defeat you kid."

If Yang Jun hadn't used the invisibility method in the end and was one step ahead of Mu Sheng, he might have been the loser.

"Nan Mu and Bei Yang finally decided the winner today."

Mu Sheng said sadly.

It was obvious that Mu Sheng was very disappointed. Today Yang Jun not only defeated him, but also brought out the unruly and unyielding arrogance in him.

In the past, when the winner was not decided, he could still puff up his chest and scream, but it was different now. As long as he thought about being defeated by Yang Jun, he would never be able to lift that tone in his heart.

He lost.

It’s not just the person who loses, it’s also the tone in his heart that loses.

"Hey, Lao Mu, it's not a shame to lose to me. Not everyone can perform three moves under my Yang Jun."

All words of comfort were just showing off, but Yang Jun did the opposite and directly took the opportunity to suppress Mu Sheng, lest he lose the pride in his heart.

"Get out of here, sir, we must have fifty moves if we don't talk about it."

Mu Sheng sighed: "I was a little unconvinced when I saw you kill more than a hundred people by yourself before, but I am convinced today."

"Are you really convinced?"

"Dear me, am I the kind of person who can't afford to lose?" Mu Sheng scolded with a smile.

After saying that, he turned back to Wang Yuying and said: "Auntie, you can always put your mind at ease. I can tell you responsibly that no one in this world can be your son's opponent anymore."

"Cough...cough...you kid is the real deal." Wang Yuying felt a little embarrassed at being told that. She coughed twice and then said: "You have disappointed my aunt so much. I wanted to use your hand to teach that bastard a lesson."

Dun, who knew...you are so disappointing."

Hearing this, Mu Sheng smiled bitterly and said, "Auntie, I'm not like you. You can praise your son as much as you want. What do you mean by stepping on me?"

"No, no, aunt is just telling the truth."

He talked and walked out: "You guys are busy, Auntie will cook for you."

Wang Yuying couldn't help smiling.

"Old Mu, you have disappointed our comrades so much, hey."

Wang Erwa shook her head and passed in front of him.

"Tsk, tsk! So disappointing." Li Tiezhu shook his head.

"It's better now, but the epilepsy has become even more rampant since then." Li Lixin sighed.

"Who says otherwise? No one in this world can cure him anymore." Ji Demin walked away with his hands behind his back.

Mu had a black streak on his head.

Is this praising Yang Jun? Is this criticizing him?
To be continued...