MTL - Zerg’s Favorite Protagonist-Chapter 26 pride

Ping threw the water bottle on the ground, and then kicked the **** of the military female who was recently stealing the fun, letting him hold his military jacket.

The chief is still the same, with a light body, far more agile and agile than ordinary female insects.

He circled his fingers in the void, using the square formed by the giant tree to make a beating.

"A draw, two wins in three rounds, or," Sardin raised his head slightly, "one round decides the outcome?"

The evening wind on the lake blew over, and although he was not wearing a military cap, hot sweat poured down from his forehead.

Two wins out of three? He can't win a game! No one in the entire fourth regiment can complete a game under Sardin!

Fools are the hardest to choose, and of course Ping chooses the latter.

I saw Sardin smiling, "Otherwise, I'll let you go. After all, it's not easy to be embarrassed by being a recruit. Let's decide."

The military females who had just been smashed and grinned sat around outside the ring, and when they heard the words, they roared:

"Adjutant! Don't be a coward, come on!"

"Yes, we believe in the adjutant's strength."

"Adjutant Gang! We will support you!"

"Little worms, you let the boss overturn, and you feel uneasy. You have to see me make a joke, right?" Ping laughed and scolded, "I really can't be fooled by you!"

Raised a finger at Sardin, "It's a game."

The female soldiers sighed all over the place, saying that some were timid, some were cowardly, and some were soft-hearted, and they stared at the adjutant and Sardin, looking forward to seeing how the adjutant was beaten.

Ping was very complacent that he was not fooled by the cubs, and walked proudly to the center of the arena. Sadin, who was on the opposite side, greeted him, bowed his hands, and smiled unintelligibly: "Don't regret it."

There was only one game selected. According to the strength of the commander, it was only a matter of a minute or two to knock him down, so there was nothing to regret.

No matter how he made his own money, he bowed his hands in return with a puzzled expression.

So, surrounded by the noisy army female recruits and Kyoto students, an irregular ring match began.

…

Song Bai stood at a high place behind Sardin, which seemed to be a place specially chosen by Sardin, so that he could have a good view of the audience.

Little Fatty Huai Yu didn't know when he appeared behind him. He murmured for a long time and asked Song Bai to give him another meat skewer. Song Bai left, and the barbecue on the barbecue could not be adjusted to the deliciousness that Song Bai made.

In order to stop him, Song Bai picked up a bunch of them and threw them to him.

Huai Yule took it over and ate it in small bites like a treasure.

He accidentally left the ring and said, "Yo, it's a set decision, what kind of hatred do they have?"

"Huh?" Song Baihu glanced at Huaiyu suspiciously, "How do you say it?"

Huaiyu praised the delicious food while eating, and explained by the way: "The female insect painting arena is a friendly battle, the kind that doesn't hurt your life. One is two wins in three rounds, time-based, and heavy learning. Victory or defeat, there is no timing, whichever side falls to the ground first, gets out of the line or concedes defeat before it stops, this is a big victory or defeat.”

"With the punishment ring on, you can still torture a bunch of recruits just now, don't you make it clear that you want revenge?"

Retribution ring!

It was sent by Sardin's father last time. It was to avoid accountability from the military. Later, Song Bai came to Kyoto, but Xiongbao and the police station were still worried about Sardin. Choose one of the two electronic anklets. Song Bai wrote a long letter to the Ministry of Justice on the night of Song's banquet, and after a long communication, the other party reluctantly agreed to use the punishment ring as an alternative.

The punishment ring is made of special metal, which can greatly suppress the female worm's physical energy. Moreover, the counterfeiting is expensive and the materials used are precious. Except for the internal circulation of the family, there are few known ones on the market.

Huaiyu was still eating, reluctantly nibbling on a little bit of minced meat on the stick, without any image.

A male with such eyesight would definitely not be a nameless person, but Song Bai couldn't recall having such a role.

…

Ping once again flashed past Sardin's detailed attack, stepped back quickly, and subconsciously looked for the opponent's flaws.

However, Sardin tossed and turned so fast that he couldn't judge the next move based on his posture.

There are always naive recruits in the legion who say they will replace Sardin one day. But in the position of Ping, the more you understand, the more terrifying Sardin will be.

This kind of terror is not only a threat of pure strength, but also the physical skills of Sardinian, which have become increasingly lean over the years.

The body arts taught by the legion spread widely and attacked fiercely. But Sardin broke through this limitation a few years ago, with light footwork, Yujia, and his flexible body, suddenly burst out. In front of him, the military group technique with a large range of movements is full of flaws.

It was a feeling of being powerless to parry, and Ping bit the bullet and attacked indiscriminately.

Sadin dodged quickly, his steps were unsteady, and he almost saved himself.

With an elbow strike, Sardin, under the reaction force, stepped back a few steps in succession and returned to the ring.

"The military team has a steady pace of martial arts, and I will relax training when I'm not here?"

Sardin's emotionless voice came coldly.

Ping You was miserable, and the lieutenant of the regiment sounded nice, but in front of their regiment leaders, they only had to bow their heads for training.

Moreover, he is obviously going to lose! Why did the commander bring him in? ?

Ping could only cry and admit it, wondering if he could quickly admit defeat after listening to the training.

He was disappointed.

It lasted for 20 minutes, and Ping tried countless methods. He flopped and mixed his left foot with his right foot, all of which were ruthlessly blocked by Sardin.

He tried to admit defeat, but the next moment was blocked by Sardin, a 360-degree turn in the air, and before Sardin was placed on the ground steadily, Venus shot straight to the ground, and even the female father couldn't shout.

Also accompanied by the nightmarish voices of all the 4th regiment lieutenants:

"The side attack just now was weak and failed."

"The arm position is not standard when dodging, and it fails."

"If this were ancient times, the other party would have already taken your head off and failed."

Originally, the new military females around were waiting to see the boss who trained them laughing at it, but later they all felt a little sympathetic.

"...The adjutant is so miserable."

"How did we survive under the head of the regiment just now?"

"I, I was thrown four times, I just scratched my head and I still have it, thank the head of the team for leaving me alive T^T"

"...Am I the only one who thinks that the head of the regiment is deliberately tossing the adjutant?" The only one who saw the truth.

"What nonsense, that's a little god, how could he do a public revenge for private revenge! Besides, have you heard of it? How many military females want to wait for the little god's advice."

"No, let the little **** be knocked down twice today, I can blow this thing for a lifetime."

…

Song Bai was still a little worried at the beginning. He buckled the control ring on his wrist that matched the punishment ring, whether he wanted to reduce the control to the weakest.

But later, like Huaiyu, he leaned against the tree and leisurely admired Sardin's figure.

On Insect Star, military females have been advocating outrageous power since ancient times. Even with advanced technology, physical skills are still the top of the list that they love to compete the most. Compared to his opponent's weak but orderly moves, Sardin's physical skills were chaotic and irregular. It was obvious that a new system was taking shape. With his body shape and pace, it is as beautiful as dancing on a banquet dance floor.

Whether it is the soft court dance or the outrageous physique, when combined with Sardin, it seems to be the myth of the creator.

And he, Song Bai, created this creation with his own hands.

A different kind of warmth came to my heart, as if it was a kind of pride.

…

At the end of the first battle, Sardin turned away dashingly without blushing or panting. The adjutant lay flat on the spot, looking at the night sky full of stars, his face full of vicissitudes and fragility, and suspicious of insects.

Why couldn't he remember where he had offended the captain?

Confused and flat, lying in the same place.

Confused.

…

When Sardin came to Song Bai, he had a little bit of arrogance. He stood on tiptoe and leaned into his ear: "Master, I," with a little shyness, "I'm very good."

Song Bai laughed and took Sardin into his arms, and for the first time began to question the moment when he began to write about abuse.

This is Sardin, the exceptionally powerful Sardin, facing Song Bai's shy Sardin, how could he be willing to abuse him?

"Great, great."

"I am proud of you."

…

In the distance, the worms stared blankly at the husbands hugging each other on the hill, the female classmates wept with joy, the female classmates hugged and wept each other, and even the military females looked at them with admiration.

Lying in the middle of the ring, Ping was too tired to speak:

I want to write down what the head of the regiment said, who, who will help me, and I don't have any...

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