Super God Knight Evolution.

Chapter 72 I will love you well

"How to try?" An Lan took another bite of the melon.

Qiangwei challenged, "Let's have a fight. Practice makes perfect.

There are several of us, and we are going to pick you alone."

A few days ago, An Lan was seriously injured and it was difficult to take action. Now Qiangwei finally found a legitimate reason to beat An Lan up.

"You are a bunch of second-generation and third-generation people. It's not appropriate to beat me, a second-generation person." An Lan asked with a smile.

If it's one on one or even one on three, it's easy to beat them, but if it's one on six, even An Lan would feel troubled.

He has been watching the training of the Xiongbing Company over the past few days. Although their techniques and coordination are still very immature, they have more or less formed the outline of a team.

Tank Ge Xiaolun, warrior and off-tank Liu Chuang, warrior and controller Cheng Yaowen, mobile units Zhao Xin and Rui Mengmeng, ADC Qilin, and tactical core Qiangwei.

This team, which was placed high hopes by the Super Seminary to fight against the Taotie Legion, can't be that weak even if it is now.

"Are you scared?" Qiangwei raised her chin and looked down at An Lan who was eating melons.

"No, Rose."

Before An Lan could answer, Ge Xiaolun in the queue couldn't hold back any longer and asked in confusion, "Why do you have to fight with Brother Lan?"

In addition to being confused, Ge Xiaolun also felt a little bit afraid of An Lan.

Although An Lan seems very frivolous at ordinary times, he can make all kinds of complaints and jokes at will, and he seems to be easy-going and can get along with anyone.

But once he enters combat mode, An Lan will strangely become extremely violent and wild, talking dirty and attacking with extreme ruthlessness and ferocity.

It's hard to tell which one is the real him.

Such an An Lan makes Ge Xiaolun a little afraid because of the unknown.

Qiangwei also vaguely sensed the fear in Ge Xiaolun's heart, and reprimanded him angrily, "It's just actual combat training, why don't you dare to fight him?

You are a divine body, an invincible body, you won't die, what are you afraid of! ? "

"The divine body may not be immortal..." Ge Xiaolun muttered softly.

The last crocodile god of the third generation, Sodon, who was said to be immortal, was blown to pieces by An Lan with a single punch a few days ago.

Emmm...

Rose was silent for a moment. Okay, the divine body is indeed not truly immortal, but aren’t you a little too cowardly?
"What are you arguing about?"

Captain Reina finally spoke up, reprimanded a few people, and then said: "Am I usually too kind to you? Don't you know that you have to follow orders?

Who told you to speak?"

Qiangwei curled her lips and said no more.

Reina paced back and forth and said, "Originally, I wanted to have a confrontational combat training this afternoon with you guys in one team and me in a separate team.

But I think Qiangwei's idea is not without merit.

Manager, I remember you promised the dean that you would be a teaching assistant for a few days, right?"

"That's true." An Lan nodded.

"Are you free today?" Lena continued to ask.

“I’m always available.”

After a pause, An Lan continued to smile and said, "And what a coincidence, I am in a very bad mood today."

I was in a good mood at first, but after Angel Yan left, my mood turned bad.

"That couldn't be better."

Reina clapped her hands in delight, put one hand on her waist and turned to face Qiangwei and the others, scolding: "In that case, An Lan will be your opponent in the exercise this afternoon.

How about it, are you surprised?"

"Don't."

Ge Xiaolun put on a bitter face and said timidly: "How about Sister Lena, come in person?"

Ge Xiaolun was still a little afraid of An Lan. Although he was not a god, he had killed a third-generation peak beast a few days ago.

Even though the third-generation peak beast was in poor physical condition, the Xiongbing Company was just a group of rookies.

What if An Lan didn't stop...

"hehe."

An Lan ate the melon and laughed, "That's wonderful. I never thought that you could pick your opponents."

Opponents on the battlefield will not stand there, like merchandise in a window, for anyone to choose.

The team members were so naive that the captain, Reina, felt a little embarrassed and scolded them, "Xiaolun, what are you talking about?
Will you be able to choose your opponents on the battlefield? Will all the opponents you encounter in the future be of my type?

Fight as many different types of enemies as possible during training, and you will be more at ease on the battlefield in the future."

Ge Xiaolun was speechless.

An Lan is indeed in danger, but Lena is standing next to him. Even if An Lan really loses control and kills someone during the fight, Lena can at least stop him.

When you get to the real battlefield, there is no security guarantee at all.

"Alright, that's it. It's just An Lan, let's get him!"

Qiangwei cheered for her teammates passionately, her heart was eager to try and her blood was boiling. 7V1, with a dragon riding on the face, how could they lose? Even if they lost, it shouldn't be a terrible defeat, right?
Finally, I have a reasonable and legitimate reason to beat An Lan up.

Seeing that neither side had any objections, Lena turned around and asked An Lan: "You have fewer people, so you decide the rules, the venue, and how to determine the winner."

“Why are there so many rules?”

An Lan pointed at the ground with his machete and said, "On this training ground, the way to determine victory or defeat is also very simple.

The one who lies down completely and cannot stand up loses. "

Very straightforward.

The rules were set, and after agreeing on some precautions, Reina withdrew from the area.

Zhao Xin, Rui Mengmeng, Qilin and others, under the command of acting captain Qiangwei, moved to their respective designated tactical positions in an orderly manner according to the deployment.

Only Liu Chuang and Ge Xiaolun were left in front of An Lan.

"Do you have a feeling that we have been abandoned?"

Ge Xiaolun held the Void Greatsword in his hand, swallowed his saliva, glanced at An Lan who was eating melon, and asked Liu Chuang beside him.

After more than half a month of training, the gap between the two cannot be said to have been completely eliminated, but the distance between them has indeed been shortened a lot, and they can more or less say a few words to each other.

"Indeed."

Liu Chuang was also a little confused. Compared with Ge Xiaolun, he had a huge psychological trauma from An Lan. After all, he was beaten to the point of near death twice.

Originally, I was hoping that Qiangwei could come up with some sophisticated tactical arrangements, but I didn't expect that it would be a simple and crude tactic of letting the two third-generation gods hold down An Lan in close combat while the others waited for an opportunity to act.

This can also be called tactics.

"Haruki Murakami said that pain is inevitable, but suffering is a choice."

An Lan threw away the machete and most of the watermelon in his hand, slowly stood up and looked around.

Then he took out the dangerous trigger with his left hand and said with a smile: "I will train you well."

Perhaps because of Angel Yan's departure, An Lan was in a bad mood today. Violence is the best way to relieve the mood and vent emotions.

Fortunately, every time An Lan was unhappy, there were sandbags delivered to his door.

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