Teachings

"Your Highness, the soldiers I trained are only good at killing. If they hurt this distinguished guest, I'm afraid it will be a bad ending."

Although Zhang He's words were somewhat implicit, his meaning was very clear.

If he doesn't have the ability, don't get involved, otherwise he will only suffer.

Although Wu Yong on the side didn't say anything, the look he gave Dustin was also filled with contempt.

How can a young man with delicate skin and tender flesh be compared with these elites who train hard every day?

I guess he is a young man from a noble family who is familiar with His Highness and wants to come here to make his presence felt.

"You guys really don't know what's important."

Li Juntang shook his head and smiled: "If you can really hurt Mr. Rhys, I will reward you with a thousand gold coins. I'm just afraid that you don't have the ability to do so."

After hearing about the reward of a thousand gold coins, all the soldiers were greatly encouraged, their eyes lit up, and they couldn't wait to go up and beat Dustin up.

"Since Your Highness has said so, I will send a few people to test the hand of this distinguished guest."

Zhang He nodded slightly, then turned around and pointed to five strong elite soldiers, shouting, "You five, step out!"

"yes!"

The five of them responded and walked forward together to the center of the martial arts arena.

Long-term training has made them exude a murderous aura, and their eyes are sharp as tigers.

"Brother Logan, my soldiers are a little too arrogant. Today I'd like to trouble you to teach them for me." Li Juntang tilted his head and smiled.

"Your Highness has spoken, and I am happy to serve."

Dustin nodded, walked slowly forward, and stood in front of the five soldiers.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep and calm.

These soldiers could indeed be called elite, but at his current level, they would be completely useless unless there were tens of thousands of troops standing in front of them.

"You guys, try your best and don't embarrass His Highness!" Zhang He urged.

Even though he despised it, it was a matter of honor, and if a fight really came, he could not show any mercy.

"Everyone, please come in." Dustin extended one hand.

"Start!" Zhang He gave the order directly.

The five soldiers took action immediately without saying anything.

They cooperated well and surrounded Dustin in a fan shape.

Two of them rushed up from the left, and one attacked Dustin's lower body, trying to trip him with a fierce sweeping kick.

The other man jumped high and punched Dustin in the face.

The two men on the right were not to be outdone. One of them held a short stick and swung it quickly, blocking Dustin's escape route to the right.

The other person was agile and moved around like a ghost, looking for flaws in Dustin's defense.

Facing the siege of these five people, Dustin remained calm.

He slightly turned his body, easily avoiding the kick coming from the left. At the same time, he raised his left hand slightly, seemingly casually blocking the heavy punch coming towards his face.

The soldier only felt that his fist seemed to have hit a solid wall. A sharp pain came from his arm and he couldn't help but groan.

At the same time, Dustin turned his body and kicked out with his right foot like a whirlwind, accurately kicking the wrist of the soldier holding the short stick on the right.

With a "crack", the short stick fell. The soldier's face turned pale and he retreated repeatedly, covering his injured wrist.

Seeing this, the remaining three soldiers attacked more fiercely. They cooperated with each other and constantly changed the angle of attack.

However, Dustin was like a ghost, moving freely in their encirclement.

He suddenly appeared behind a soldier and patted him lightly on the back.

The soldier only felt a great force coming, and he was thrown forward and fell heavily to the ground.

Another soldier took the opportunity to attack, but Dustin did not dodge but instead rushed forward to meet the opponent's attack and punched out. This punch seemed ordinary, but it was as fast as lightning. The soldier had no time to dodge and was hit in the chest. He flew back several meters and spurted out blood.

In the blink of an eye, all five elite soldiers were lying on the ground, losing their combat capability.

This was the case when Dustin deliberately held back, otherwise these five people would have been either dead or disabled.

"How is that possible?!"

The sudden change made the soldiers open their eyes wide.

The original contempt had long since disappeared, replaced by deep awe.

Zhang He and Wu Yong were also stunned by the scene before them. They never thought that this seemingly frail Dustin actually possessed such terrifying strength.

The five elite soldiers in the army were not able to withstand even a single move from the enemy.

"I didn't expect he was such a master." Zhang He frowned, looking unhappy.

Deputy General Wu Yong also had a serious expression on his face, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Dustin became different.

At this time, Li Juntang was standing aside, with a faint smile on his face.

This is exactly the effect he wants.

"Brother Logan, you are so good at fighting!"

Li Juntang applauded and praised, "My soldiers are usually too complacent. After being taught a lesson by Brother Logan today, I believe they will be more restrained in the future."

"Your Highness, you are too kind. It's just that these soldiers have never fought against martial arts masters and are lacking in combat skills. I just took advantage of their experience." Dustin said modestly.

Even if we don't win, we still have to give the other side's soldiers some face.

"Mr. Rhys, we just failed to recognize the great man..."

At this time, Deputy General Wu Yong suddenly took off his clothes, revealing his strong muscles, his eyes full of fighting spirit: "Now, I would like to ask Master Rhys for a few tricks, I hope you will be generous in teaching me!" - Ton