The vast forest was silent, except for the occasional sounds of their hand-to-hand combat and their breathing.

Of the special forces soldiers who weren't fighting, two were on guard, leaving only Ji Muhan and Mo Qing watching the battle with a relaxed air, while the other three were clearly multitasking.

After all, this place is easy to be surrounded and attacked, especially since the two of them were making quite a racket while fighting. They kept kicking the big trees, which would startle the birds that were resting in the trees and cause them to fly away in panic.

Such a reaction is most likely to alert the special forces nearby, since birds are prone to this reaction whenever someone passes by...

This is undoubtedly a silent way of telling others that there are people here!

When Shen Shaolin got serious, the smile on his lips turned into a serious expression, and even after fighting with him for about ten minutes, his expression became more and more solemn.

He originally thought that defeating him would only take a few minutes, but judging from the nearly ten minutes of close-quarters combat, the opponent's moves were more unpredictable than he had imagined.

And he's not someone who's so easy to deal with. On second thought, that makes sense. If he were so easy to deal with, he wouldn't have been selected for the special operations brigade, let alone become the captain of a special operations team in a military region.

Shen Shaolin's eyes were slightly cold. He skillfully dodged and then quickly kicked at him, one move after another, sharp and swift.

That's what makes it fun. If it's too useless, wouldn't it make him seem useless too?

Mo Qing slowly moved to Ji Muhan's side, gently poked him, and asked in a low voice, "Who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

Ji Muhan remained calm and replied indifferently, "Nobody is that important."

Mo Qing blinked, asking in a cute and adorable way, "What do you mean?"

Ji Muhan's eyes darkened, and her voice became slightly hoarse as she calmly explained, "What I mean is that if they want to determine a winner, the most likely outcome is mutual destruction. If one side wants to win, neither side can."

"Oh." Mo Qing nodded, somewhat understanding.

Although she had studied karate for several years, she still couldn't tell who was better when real masters fought each other.

Especially under such circumstances, they are not using the most authentic Taekwondo and Karate, but rather a variety of other techniques.

Their special forces training was clearly different from the education she had received; it was likely that they used any means necessary, valuing only the result and not the process.

The special forces captain was getting anxious because he couldn't take down or defeat Shen Shaolin. After all, if things continued like this, none of them could guarantee that something might happen!

If the Wolf Squad or the Kirin Squad, who were fighting alongside them, came to their aid, the situation would be very unfavorable for them, even though he really wanted to fight Ji Muhan.

I want to defeat him, or even... take his place!

However, he did not forget that they were still in the middle of an exercise, and that trying to gain an advantage in the short term could lead to greater losses, which would be a huge loss!

Therefore, after fighting Shen Shaolin to a standstill for nearly fifteen minutes without a clear winner, he was unable to gain the upper hand.

The captain of the Hubei Special Operations Brigade grew impatient, withdrew, and stopped arguing with him.

He turned directly to Ji Muhan and said, "Are you going to accept my challenge or not? If you don't, I can only apologize. I really don't have the patience to waste any more time with you guys here."

The implication is that I really don't want to waste any more time here, so you have to agree whether you want to or not.

Otherwise, he would choose to take them out with one shot, eliminating them from the competition!

Ji Muhan's eyes were slightly cool, and she casually rolled up her sleeves. Her calm and composed demeanor made Mo Qing grin involuntarily.

He said casually, "That's exactly what I wanted to say to you."

It's such a waste of his time.

His gaze swept over Shen Shaolin indifferently, like a feather brushing past, a casual glance that seemed to have no other meaning.

However, it still made Shen Shaolin subconsciously shrink back, because he understood the subtext in Ji Muhan's eyes...

What he meant was: they're utterly useless; they can't even handle a single person...

Although Shen Shaolin felt wronged, he immediately cowered in the face of Ji Muhan's clear and cold eyes, deflated like a balloon.

What could he do? He wasn't superhuman like him, able to easily determine the difference in skill with just a few moves!

Ji Muhan's gaze swept coldly over everyone. "Come at me all at once. I don't have time to play house with you guys here. Let's finish this off in one go and save time."

His nonchalant tone made it clear that he didn't take the special forces soldiers seriously, which infuriated the four of them.

Although they knew they were indeed some distance from the elite special forces team, Qianglang, his disregard for them was also a form of contempt.

They exchanged glances and charged forward without hesitation. One attacked Ji Muhan from behind, two others attacked from his sides, while the special forces soldier who had provoked Ji Muhan attacked from the front.

A gust of autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, a whirlwind kick, using all its strength.

Ji Muhan calmly used the special forces soldier on his right to leap to his shoulder and knee him in the chin, sending him flying.

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