"Let me come first." Bai Fan said first.

Bai Fan and Peng Lin listened to Xu Hu's attention to Zhao Mu, and had long been eager to try Zhao Mu's level. Now that he has the chance, he can't help but stand up.

"You come? OK, if you come, you come? Brother, you have to show mercy."

"Why do you need your subordinates to show mercy? I will never show mercy. They are all men, just be more competitive." Bai Fan said it without any politeness.

"Uh." The nails hit Zhao Mu a little embarrassed. Bai Fan was really direct. He was just polite, but who knew he didn't appreciate it at all.

"Don't take it to heart. Xiaobai has this temper and will not talk around the bush." ​​Xu Hu said on the side.

"No, I'm not such a stingy person."

"Okay, come on, let me see your strength." Bai Fan sat opposite Zhao Mu, and set off to challenge Zhao Mu.

"Okay, come on."

The two right hands were only held together. Zhao Mu's wrists were a little smaller than Bai Fan's, and they were obviously much whiter than Bai Fan's dark palms.

"Why is a man's hands so white? It's not manly at all." Bai Fan complained.

Zhao Mu was speechless. He said that his skin was indeed much whiter than before. He even sank a lot of sunlight for this, but it was still so white.

"Okay, it's time." Bai Fan shouted softly, and the blue veins on his arm suddenly rose, and a huge force came from Zhao Mu's palm to press down.

Zhao Mu smiled slightly, and with force on his arm, a force suddenly emerged, keeping his palms in their original position without moving at all.

Although Bai Fan's power is good, it's just good. His power is not even as good as Lu Da, let alone Zhao Mu, who is now much better than Lu Da.

"Huh." Looking at Bai Fan with blue veins emerging from his hands, looking at Bai Fan with his face unchanged, Xu Hu and Peng Lin and others on the side suddenly became solemn.

At this time, Bai Fan felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to use all his strength to defeat Zhao Mu, but who would have thought that Zhao Mu's seemingly white and weak palms had a huge force, which made his ideas completely unrealized.

"Drink!" Bai Fan, who was dissatisfied, tried to take Zhao Mu again. Not only did the blue veins on his arms, but the forehead began to rise, and his face turned red.

However, no matter how Bai Fan took out his strength to feed himself, Zhao Mu still maintained a relaxed look, his palm standing still.

"Damn it, I won't come, I'll admit defeat." Several efforts failed, and Bai Fan simply admitted defeat.

"Haha, I've given up."

"Don't, you're not as strong as you, you don't have to be so humble. In terms of strength, I'm far from you, and I still have this self-knowledge."

Zhao Mu felt helpless. Bai Fan's words were too direct, so he couldn't be a little more subtle.

But this is also good. It is easy to talk to direct people without any trouble. You don’t need to say anything casually and you need to think about the meaning behind it.

"Who will come next?" Zhao Mu looked at the other people.

As soon as he saw Zhao Mu's eyes looking at him, the other people decisively shook their heads and refused.

Just kidding, the few people can see that. In terms of hand strength, Zhao Mu is just a pervert.

Bai Fan's hand strength was quite good among the few people, but he was no match for Zhao Mu's hands.

Even Xu Hu, who had the most powerful force among the few people, could not defeat Bai Fan so easily.

Even though you know that you will lose, no one will rush forward to challenge.

"Okay, in terms of hand strength, we are willing to give up the disadvantage, so this is no match." Xu Hu waved his hand and said.

"No more?"

"Hmph, are you a pervert? With such a big hand, who would come to find abuse?"

"This is not comparable, so what do we compare?"

"Compared with the bare-hand combat level, although your hand is strong, fighting is not just about winning with strength. If you don't believe that your fighting level can be so perverted," Peng Lin said first.

"Okay, it's better than fighting." Zhao Mu replied very simply.

Speaking of which, I have been away from the military camp for a while, but I haven’t competed seriously with others for a long time, which makes Zhao Mu miss that feeling very much.

The other people consciously opened the distance, allowing Zhao Mu and the others to leave room.

"Come on." Peng Lin split his legs, clenched his fists with both hands, his right fist in front and his left fist behind, and his standard free fighting posture.

"Okay, let's start." Zhao Mu made the starting move of the boxing technique taught by Lu Da and looked at Peng Lin intently.

"Then I'm not polite, look at it." Seeing Zhao Mu performing a defensive posture, Peng Lin no longer hesitated. He exerted force on his feet and rushed towards Zhao Mu quickly, swinging his right fist at Zhao Mu.

Although Peng Lin's movements were very fast, it was quite slow in Zhao Mu's eyes. When Peng Lin's fist was swinging, Zhao Mu's right fist had already turned into a palm and came to meet him first.

He slapped Peng Lin's fist with his palm, and Zhao Mu kicked his right foot straight, hitting Peng Lin's lower abdomen.

"Dingdeng..." Peng Lin was kicked and took a few steps back before stabilizing his body.

"Is it okay?"

"It's okay, come again." Peng Lin rushed up again.

With a few simple moves, Zhao Mu roughly tested Peng Lin's strength, and chose to grasp his strength and speed at a level comparable to him, and compete with him only by using his moves.

After lowering his strength and speed, Zhao Mu was under a lot of pressure.

But this is also Zhao Mu's purpose. If he uses all his strength, there will be no challenges. He still needs to feel a little pressure in the competition.

In addition, this can also make your fighting skills improve under pressure.

Peng Lin, who was fighting against Zhao Mu, noticed this and became even more eager to defeat Zhao Mu.

It would be fine if his strength and speed were not as good as Zhao Mu. If he could not even beat Zhao Mu in terms of skills, it would undoubtedly be a big blow to Peng Lin, who has always been confident in his fighting level.

However, even if his strength is reduced, Zhao Mu is still invincible to Peng Lin. In terms of skills, Zhao Mu's current level is not low.

I started to consciously exercise my fighting skills a few months ago, not to mention that I had been fighting with hundreds of soldiers in the military camp. Zhao Mu's current fighting level is already different from the past.

Zhao Mu often defends passively, allowing Peng Lin to continue attacking.

As the saying goes, defending cannot last long. Defense is undoubtedly more difficult than offense. After all, defense always makes mistakes.

However, even so, Peng Lin did not gain any advantage in Zhao Mu. His offense with great confidence was perfectly defended by Zhao Mu.

Not only that, Peng Lin can also feel more and more pressure in Zhao Mu's defense, because Zhao Mu's skills are still improving.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!