Tian Xingjian slowly withdrew his leg.
Sankey and Long Jianshan also sat down slowly. The three elders exchanged glances and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Among the Leray soldiers, there can't be many with skills as good as General Tian's, right?" Weii Jianshan's expression was serious. He was somewhat nervous but also expectant: "Were those moves just now Martial Arts?"
"Good eye." The Fatty looked at Weii Jianshan in surprise and said, "You noticed?"
Weii Jianshan stood up, walked to the open area of the living room, and performed a series of moves: straight punch, retracting punch and kicking out, stepping forward, turning to grab, sweeping kick, low kick and hopping kick, knee strike combined with a downward chop. After completing the set, he stood firm and said, "Last night, I watched the footage of General Tian at the Mechanical Armor Hall and found many similarities. What confirmed my suspicions was just now."
