"Touch--" Li Luoxuan knocked his fist, and his breathing became rapid in an instant. When he inhaled and exhaled, layers of murderous intent were revealed. Li Luoxuan asked with a murderous look on his face: "I want to know, does the Alliance Army care about these things?"

"Does there appear to be casualties during training, even if they die, it is inevitable. Do you think that on the battlefield, the enemy will give you, me, him, and her a chance to fight head-on?" Lin Yuting said without comment.

"Lin Yuting, are you still Chinese?! Do you know that most of the slums live in Chinese, and they can sacrifice their lives for a living. The Alliance Army grasps this characteristic and destroys us bit by bit. Do you have no sense of national crisis?!" Li Luoxuan cursed.

However, Lin Yuting disagreed and said: "What's the point of dying for a few people? Besides, the fittest survives and the losers are eliminated. This world is so cruel."

"You..." Li Luoxuan was just trying to say something, but Zon saw someone and said panic: "Li Luoxuan, it's not good, Xindong is here, I'll go down and stop this kid from killing himself."

Just after Zon ran down the stairs, Li Luoxuan heard the name "Xindong" and quickly stretched out his head to take a look. From a distance, he saw a strong young man walking into the training ground. He was wearing tattered short sleeves and his stubborn look. He could see that his personality was like a cow, and no one could stop him from getting angry.

Just as Xindong was about to shout "I'll try it", Zorn grabbed him: "Xindong, what are you doing? Do you know that your attack move has been seen through by these guys, and now you still have to fight with them. Isn't this an egg hitting stone?!"

"Do not let go. If I don't fight with them, where can I have food in my family? Do you want all of our people to starve to death?!" Xindong broke free from Zon's hand.

Zon organized him again and said, "Wait a minute, Li Luoxuan is here. I'll just let him go up and fight on your behalf later? I said that they have already understood your moves, and they have only been back and forth just a few times. Don't you understand the principle of using changeable and foul moves?!"

"Get out of here--" Xindong pushed Zoen away, looked up and finally found Li Luoxuan's figure on a lookout. Li Luoxuan looked at him with a worried look. Xindong smiled at him, made an "ok" gesture at him, gave him a thumbs up, and said: No problem, everything is fine.

Although Li Luoxuan was skeptical, he took off the tightly wrapped cross sword from behind and held it in his right hand, as if he was preparing for it. Lin Yuting saw what Li Luoxuan was going to do? He walked up and warned: "Li Luoxuan, during the training period, no third party is allowed to intervene. Don't do anything randomly, you will be punished if you act without permission."

"As long as nothing happens, I will naturally not take action."

Li Luoxuan's answer was very clear. If the training alliance troops really wanted to kill Xindong later, Li Luoxuan really wanted to take action. Once the chaos broke out, it would be a big trouble.

Xindong walked onto the training platform, and the supply officer next to him came up and asked, "Did you come to survive?"

"Of course!" Xindong replied firmly.

"Very good." The supply officer nodded, "Survival of the fittest! If you want to survive, you must defeat your opponent."

"Defeat you! If you dare to kill, don't blame my subordinates for showing mercy later." Li Luoxuan stood on the observation deck and cursed secretly. On the side, Lin Yuting stared at him with two charming eyes. If Lin Yuting could read his heart, I think she could hear that Li Luoxuan had cursed the eighteen generations of the ancestors of this resource supply officer.

At this moment, Xindong took the stance of preparing to attack. Directly opposite, a strong Alliance soldier also made a basic attack action. He heard Xindong attacking the Alliance soldier with a "ah" sound. The Alliance soldier crossed his hands to protect his heart. Unexpectedly, the part where Xindong attacked was exactly the left chest.

Tsukimi Naruo asked strangely: "Huh? Although the left chest is the most deadly part, it is also the strongest defense. Generally speaking, this is not the first choice for physical attacks."

Fang Youpeng touched Yue Mian Naru's head: "The skill learned by Xindong is called 'intercepting punch'. This move is to use a fierce move, hitting pain, joints, neck, and chest of the human body are the most fragile parts. If the two hands cannot predict it, it is best not to be punched by him, otherwise the damage will be extremely strong."

"Oh." Tsukimi Naru nodded.

"Ha--" Xindong's fist shook slightly forward. The strong Alliance soldier was shocked for some reason, and his whole body was shaken out and fell to the ground.

"Cundao?!" Fang Youpeng and Li Luoxuan said in unison.

"So amazing, so awesome!" Yue Mian Naruo clapped and cheered happily.

Fang Youpeng also clenched his fist and said, "Okay, with a slight attack, any easy defense is useless."

Li Luoxuan didn't think so with them. His eyes were solemn, and he was very worried about Xindong. The sword in his hand was getting tighter and tighter. Lin Yuting looked at it and walked up to ask, "What's wrong? He's worried... Isn't your friend performing well? You're still worried about it here."

"You don't understand at all." Li Luoxuan's eyes didn't fall from Xindong's body. He shook his head gently, "It's too early, this trick was used too early..."

"Brother, what do you mean? What does it mean to use it too early?" Fang Youpeng asked.

Li Luoxuan explained: "Cundao is undoubtedly the most lethal and shocking force among melee physical techniques, but at the same time, it also has damage to the user. The impact force released by Cundao lies in the user's power, and the sum of the force and muscle explosive power is greater than the reaction force. If you can't move, the user may cause the risk of muscle breakage; if you use too much, the user's own muscle will also cause temporary fatigue. The subsequent attack will become weak and weak, and you will always have the upper hand, and you may counterattack later."

Naruo Tsukimiya held her chin and thought for a while, and said, "Senior, I remember that you can fight in an instant, and the same is true..."

"Yes, our Cunda is all from the Xindong Sect. Luo Xuan used it once, mine is five times, and Xindong himself is three times." Fang Youpeng also started to stir up trouble in his heart, "Brother, do you want to go down and help him..."

"Absolutely not possible!" Lin Yuting stopped him, "Now so many Alliance soldiers are watching. If you attack rashly, you may be besieged by them!"

"Uhhhhhh--" At this time, Xindong's scream came from below. Li Luoxuande and others looked down and Xindong was lifted up and threw it on the ground.

"Xindong! Xindong! Stop it, stop hitting!" Li Luoxuan shouted.

Fan Yungeng looked at it, saw Li Luoxuan shouting, looked at Xindong on the ground, turned around and walked aside...

Xindong was covered in bruises, but he insisted on standing up, acted as an attacking gesture, and shouted "It's okay!" At this moment, his face was covered with blood, his body was already shaking, and his vision in front of him gradually became blurred.

Seeing that the opponent showed a flaw, the strong Alliance soldier rushed forward, ready to give the opponent a decisive blow. Li Luoxuan looked at him and said anxiously: "Xindong, defend quickly!"

"Woo..." Xindong's defense was too late, and he was knocked to the ground again by a heavy punch, blood was spurted out of his mouth, and a tooth was knocked off. At this moment, Fan Yungeng came to the side, looking at Xindong who was falling to the ground with a pair of vicious eyes.

The Alliance soldier captured Xindong again, but Xindong was possessed by the god of war at this moment. His two fists instantly stood up and hit the chest and stomach of the Alliance soldier. A shock force like a slap of waves followed, and Xindong and the Alliance soldier flew out of the duel arena together.

Xindong supported himself to stand up again, walked onto the duel again, shouting to the sky: "I won--"

The supply officer pursed his lips, and finally threw a bag of rice in front of Xindong's heels. He grabbed the bag on the ground, and Xindong walked down the duel arena... Just as he was about to finish the last step, Fan Yungeng suddenly rushed out and kicked Xindong over.

"Crack!" The sound of the bone breaking was clearly heard. Xindong looked at Fan Yungeng with resentment and said softly, "You...", not knowing what he was going to say. But he didn't breathe and fell to the ground.

Li Luoxuan looked at everything and hoped that this was not true, it was not true. But seeing that Xindong never stood up again, Li Luoxuan shouted Xindong's name, jumped down from the building, ran to Xindong, helped him up and shouted: "Xindong! Xindong, wake up, wake up quickly, don't sleep! Xindong! Xindong! Xindong! Xindong! Xindong! You boy open your eyes! Xindong--"

"Uh..." When Xindong opened his eyes with difficulty, he said with difficulty: "Brother Luo Xuan... Our country, we did not lose in the hands of the Alliance Army... but... we lost in the hands of our own... the hands of the Chinese people... Cococo... sad ahhh--"

"Woo--" When this sentence was finished, Xindong was dying. Li Luoxuan wanted to grab his hanging hand, but unexpectedly, it was too late for him...

Close Xindong's glasses, Li Luoxuan shouted to the sky: "Xindong--"

This shout shocked the world, wept ghosts and gods, heartbreaking, heartbreaking, heartbreaking.

He cried, not the loss of his best friend; he cried, not the mutual killing of his compatriots! He would rather be someone else's lackey than uphold justice for his compatriots, and was willing to massacre the lives of his compatriots for the hundreds of grams of rice.

Words to readers:

The separate massacre and the tragedy of China are the real tragic killings between compatriots.
Chapter completed!