After leaving the name room, Zhou Wenbin closed the door of the name room smoothly, and then under Gong Lingye's sight, the big thorn thrust out an iron wooden boat from the first floor of the teaching building.
"Puff—"
The iron wooden boat fell into the water, and the weak water waves were raised. Zhou Wenbin laughed and said: "In the entire college, only the third grade area has two teaching buildings built in weak water. Now to leave, you can only go by boat. The whole continent can resist the weak. There are only three materials for water erosion!" Zhou Wenbin patted the iron wooden boat, "Iron wood is one of them!"
As he said, Zhou Wenbin jumped into the iron wooden boat with a plop, the huge body of the boat shook slightly, and stopped swinging, and the eleven and the Gong Lingye turned over.
Taking out a Tier 3 magic crystal, Zhou Wenbin put the light blue fluorescent magic crystal into the center of the formation at the front of the iron wooden boat. This type of boat is different from a mortal manual raft. The boat is driven by a water formation. It was decided that as long as a magic crystal was placed in the center of the formation, the direction and speed of the wooden boat could be controlled.
Zhou Wenbin looked at the color of the magic crystal, and suddenly said meaningfully: "The concentration of the magic crystal is not high, and the speed cannot be maintained too fast. It will take about 15 minutes to get to the shore."
Eleven: "Enough, fifteen minutes is enough for me to finish."
Gong Lingye suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, and said: "What to do..." However, she didn't finish her words, and eleven had already made a bold move!
A Tier 5 martial artist, and even a genius martial artist from Chili Academy, has already reached the level of breaking Qianjun's strength, even more so. Even if Gong Lingye reacted in a timely manner, he barely avoided eleven swift punches. It was trembling slightly by the violent fist that eleven threw.
The wooden boat swayed from side to side due to Gong Lingye's swaying body, and finally regained his balance. Gong Lingye looked at the calm and weak water beside the boat with an ugly expression, and said angrily: "What is this going to do? Killing?"
Eleven calmly rubbed his fists: "This is welcoming you, a welcome ceremony unique to the third grade. Didn't you just accept it once?"
just? Gong Lingye understood that Zhou Wenbin’s formation siege had other intentions in it. Is this the so-called welcome ceremony
Without waiting for Gong Lingye to think about it, the eleventh eleven has once again fisted in waves. On the small wooden boat, Gong Lingye had no way to retreat and had to go up. Fist to the flesh, without the slightest vitality ability, but even so, the air oscillated in the crackling melee between the two, Miyanomoto didn't want to fight with Shiji Zhen, but I didn't expect that Shiyi was really serious and melee. , But within a few breaths, Gong Lingye fell in love.
"Asshole!" After being kicked in the elbow with a punch, Gong Lingye only felt a burning sensation attached to her arm. She knew it was a bruise, but she didn't know if there was any bleeding.
The injury was not serious, but Gong Lingye was angry. She couldn't bear it anymore, turned her body to the left, bend the uninjured arm, and attacked Eleven's chest brazenly!
The blow was too fast, and the eleven, who was almost the pinnacle warrior, did not react. He could only use his physical body to resist the blow. With two kicks, he could not control his body and took two steps back in the canoe.
Gong Lingye's fighting style has changed! At this moment, fast, accurate, ruthless, tough position, fierce strength, and fast speed are all indispensable, and the sound of physical fighting is almost continuous.
Suddenly, eleven could not stand it, and Zhou Wenbin, who backed back and almost squeezed to the side, and at this moment Zhou Wenbin was so scared that his jaw dropped again.
Zhou Wenbin knows how famous Eleven is in the third grade area. There are a total of 69 people in the third grade area. In addition to eleven, there are sixty-eight people. One, no one can win eleven at all, even a slight suppression can't do it!
But what does he see now? Without knowing how to use vitality, someone actually suppressed eleven
Eleven swiftly blocked Gong Lingye’s powerful attack directly on the facade, slammed his strength, and shook Gong Lingye away. He laughed and said: "Interesting, interesting, this is a bit interesting, what kind of fighting technique is this? ?"
Gong Lingye coldly said: "Guess!"
Rotating the body three hundred and sixty degrees, a leg whip with the momentum enough to tear the gust of wind, slammed-
"Snapped!"
The two were high and one low, their legs crossed, and they flew up madly. Zhou Wenbin had to wipe his vitality on his eyes to see the remaining shadow of the fight. The poor boat under him was already in a storm. The sailboat seems to be split in the next moment.
A slight burst of air continued to sound, and Gong Lingye and Eleven's body changes were getting faster and faster. The faster the speed, the lighter the voice, and suddenly—
"Prickly—"
The two sides stopped the attack unanimously. Gong Lingye raised his eyebrows, squinted at the big bronze hand clasped on his neck, and said: "You are very powerful. If you go down this time, grandma is not dead and half disabled."
Eleven wryly looked at Gong Lingye's feet under his crotch, shook his head and said nothing.
Woman, really ruthless!
The two of them retracted their hands at the same time, and the crumbling boat was also liberated, and after 15 minutes was over, there was still a while, and eleven stretched hands and said: "It didn't take 15 minutes, I will solve it."
Zhou Wenbin glanced at him and pressed his fat toot palm on the canoe formation. Without knowing what mechanism he touched, the speed of the boat suddenly accelerated, breaking a long waterway on the water.
"I'm regretting why I didn't use the photo-taking crystal just now," Zhou Wenbin said in a weird voice, "Eleven in the third grade. Eleven can actually lose hand-to-hand combat with people. Tsk tsk, big news."
In fact, Eleven was also very surprised that he was defeated by Gong Lingye. He was very confident in his melee ability. From the age of five or six, Eleven was played all the way, and he didn’t dare to say anything else. Ability, eleven is the highest one.
Eleven asked: "What fighting technique do you use?"
What fighting technique? In fact, there is no name for this fighting technique. It was purely taught by the instructor when Miya Lingye was training in the special forces. In order to learn this set of fighting techniques that are said to be combined with Maca, Miya Lingye was beaten for three months. Here.
"In my hometown," Gong Lingye's dazed expression reveals a trace of relief and a trace of nostalgia, "maybe it is most appropriate to call him martial arts in the army."
It's not that Gong Lingye has never thought about returning to Earth, where there are comrades in arms and troops that she loves, but she knows that the ones who go back may have been very small, so small that it is basically impossible.
So, in order to prove the place where you have been, and to miss the true birthplace of yourself, let this world leave some of its footprints.