The Blood Fox Brigade is a place where strong men gather, and it has enjoyed endless success since its aces generation after generation. Although it is now in a period of slack, it absolutely cannot shake the firm position of this brand in the world of special forces.
When the owls of the Falcon Brigade heard that Yan Fenghuo came out of the Blood Fox Brigade, their fighting spirit instantly rose. Being able to compete with the Blood Fox is a rare thing, and the purpose of the competition is only one: to defeat the Blood Fox.
!
This is a consensus. All the special forces want to defeat the Blood Fox Brigade, and all the special forces want to defeat the Blood Fox team. Because the Blood Fox symbolizes the strongest, and if you defeat it, you must defeat the strongest!
"Okay, I'll fight you!" Owl accepted the challenge without hesitation.
The combative and winning characteristics of the special forces are fully reflected in him. In order to fight against the Blood Fox people, he can temporarily put aside orders. There is only one reason, fight! Fight against the strong!
"Come on." Yan Fenghuo licked his lips and raised his fingers at the owl.
The surrounding special forces immediately cleared the field to watch the contest between the two men.
Owl is Zhang, a commando of the Falcon Special Forces. He is tall, tall, and absolutely powerful. His figure is much stronger than Yan Fenghuo, with exposed forearm muscles bulging out, and a rough face with Chinese characters.
It also shows the tenacity that only the strong possess.
In comparison, although Yan Fenghuo is half a head taller than Owl, his body looks thin. But no one dares to underestimate him, not because he says he is from the Blood Fox Brigade, but because of his body.
The shape is so smooth that you can't even find any sluggish nodes.
A strong body shape is very important, as it directly determines the strength of one's strength, but the degree of body reaction and body coordination are even more important, as they determine a person's fighting consciousness.
The strong men in the army are usually divided into two types based on their combat effectiveness: strength type and speed type.
Needless to say, the power type can have hundreds of kilograms of power with a single punch, and can use its tyrannical body to launch devastating attacks. But the speed type is no worse than the power type, their bodies are stronger
They are agile, react faster, and their whole-body coordination is almost in perfect condition. When you attack with power, they can dodge as quickly as possible, and then use small fighting skills to attack the fatal part, which is shocking
Hard to guard against.
Judging from the appearance of Yan Fenghuo and Owl, it is obvious that they are about speed and strength. After the two collide, the battle may be over in a few moves, or they may have to fight for a long time.
"Who takes action first?" Yan Fenghuo put his hands in his trouser pockets and raised his head at the owl.
"You first." The owl said solemnly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Fenghuo suddenly moved.
Seeing his evolution from stillness to movement, the surrounding special forces soldiers were all shocked. What was displayed in front of them was a kind of beauty, a mechanical beauty of an object transitioning from stillness to motion. It was unimaginable that a person could suddenly move to such extremes.
The speed, and while possessing the speed, his head, neck, shoulders, arms, waist, abdomen and legs are in a perfect posture to coordinate the extreme speed movement.
There is no stagnation, no imperfection, and the coordination makes people doubt that this is a perfect interpretation of mechanics.
Seeing Yan Fenghuo's movements, the owl's pupils suddenly shrank tightly and turned into the most dangerous needle-point shape. He knew that he had encountered a strong opponent, and this opponent's attacks gave him a suffocating feeling brought by a storm.
"Roar!" Under pressure, Owl roared out and punched out his right fist, facing Yan Fenghuo's fist.
"Bang!"
The two fists collided heavily, making a dull sound. The two people were attacked by the reaction force at the same time, and after the collision of the fists, they took an uncontrollable step back.
"Okay, come again!" the owl roared again.
Exhilarating! All he could feel was the word "exhilarating", because the collision of the punch just now was so enjoyable. The excitement of the force confrontation made every pore in his body wide open, and the excited breathing caused by the battle
Angry air.
Yan Fenghuo, who squinted his eyes, did not disappoint the owl. After the collision, he immediately lowered his waist and punched again.
This punch seemed slow, but it was filled with an indescribable sense of power. The moment he punched the punch, the sole of his right foot kicked out a deep pit in the ground, and his waist twisted even inches.
This is with the help of the power of the earth. Any punch or kick needs the help of the power of the earth. Even those who have only a little knowledge know that the power of the earth is inexhaustible. Only by making good use of the power of the earth can you strike.
The heaviest blow.
"Bang!"
The dull impact sounded again, reaching the ears of every special soldier around, and then causing an electric current-like effect to spread to the atrium, exploding under the impact of blood, causing uncontrollable heart palpitations!
The owl took three steps back. Yan Fenghuo did not step back. Instead, his whole body flew backwards several meters, like a piece of paper that had been blown away.
But no one thought he was vulnerable, because his body was so elegant as it flew through the air, and all the power was instantly transferred from his fists to his feet, firmly planted on the ground.
"good!!!"
Applause erupted from the surroundings, and those special forces soldiers could not suppress their applause for Yan Fenghuo. Because what they saw was not only the collision of power, but also the grasp of the perfect control of power.
"Howl!..." Yan Fenghuo, who had landed on the ground, raised his head and let out a shrill wolf howl, his face like a marble sculpture instantly becoming ferocious.
His teeth were bared outward, giving people the feeling of baring his teeth and claws, giving people a feeling of fear.
But this ferociousness was fleeting, disappearing as the howling of the wolf disappeared.
"Do you still need to continue fighting?" Yan Fenghuo stood with his head held high, staring at the owl and said: "Your strength is no more than this, you lose."
lose?
Hearing this word, Owl felt his head was hit hard by a giant hammer, and his whole body became extremely violent, and he rushed towards Yan Fenghuo crazily.
Seeing the owl rushing towards him like a tank, Yan Fenghuo's eyes narrowed suddenly, and then opened them all at an extremely fast speed.
The dazzling gaze shot out, like two invisible swords piercing the owl.
The fist came towards him. Yan Fenghuo turned his head to avoid it and at the same time grabbed the owl's arm and pressed his back tightly against the owl's chest, preparing to complete a back throw.
When the opponent grabbed his arm in this posture, Owl immediately stretched out his other hand to firmly press against Yan Fenghuo's waist. At the same time, the grabbed arm bent inward, trying to strangle the opponent's neck.
This is the most effective way to prevent back throws. Back throws require the use of waist strength and resistance to prevent the opponent's back throw from being implemented.
But at this moment, Owl felt a pain in his ankle, and his whole body rose into the air.
"boom!"
The mud flew and the owl's body fell heavily to the ground, which shocked people's hearts.
"Come again!" The owl jumped up and rushed towards Yan Fenghuo again.
But as soon as he made contact with Yan Fenghuo's body, his arm was grabbed by the other party, followed by another beautiful back throw.
"Come again!" The owl said unwillingly.
"boom!"
He fell to the ground again, still on his back.
"Come again!!!" The owl was furious.
"boom!"
Still a fall from my back!
"..."
The back and forth went back and forth, and as long as Owl and Yan Fenghuo fought in close quarters, they would definitely get a heavy kick from the back. He seemed to be powerless against Yan Fenghuo's back kick and allowed the opponent to beat him.
"Again, again..."
The owl, dizzy after being thrown down, struggled to get up and shook its head so hard that it couldn't even tell the difference between north, south, east and west.
Although his body is extremely strong, he cannot withstand back-and-forth throws. In fighting, back throws are a very effective attack method, not much worse than fists and kicks.
You can imagine what it would feel like when the body is lifted from a person's back and dropped to the ground. The flesh and blood body hits the hard earth.
"No need to come again." Yan Fenghuo clapped his hands and said: "You are just a stubborn person. You know that my back is very bad, but you still send it to me over and over again. Don't you want to distance yourself from me? What I am best at
It’s just close combat, especially good at wrestling.”
The owl didn't say anything. After shaking its head vigorously, it suddenly raised its legs and attacked Yan Fenghuo non-stop like two giant axes.
Although he was dissatisfied, he still chose to attack at a distance.
Seeing the owl start to use its legs, Yan Fenghuo smiled, his smile was particularly cunning.
Two pebbles flew out of his hand, breaking the air and hitting the owl's knees accurately.
"Well!……"
The owl made a muffled sound, and his legs suddenly lost strength and fell, and his body almost fell to the ground.
"drink!"
There was a loud shout, and Yan Fenghuo rushed to the owl and gave him a cute smile.
"you!……"
With a "pop" sound, Yan Fenghuo struck the owl in the face with his knife, knocking it to the ground.
"Pooh!"
The owl that had taken a mouthful of dirt raised its head and wanted to turn over, but saw that its waist was pressed against Yan Fenghuo's toes, and could only smile bitterly.
He lost, completely.
"You win." The owl said painfully.
Whether you are convinced or not is another matter. At least winning or losing is already obvious and there is no need to say more.
Yan Fenghuo stretched out his right hand downwards and pulled the owl up.
"What did you hit my legs with just now?" Owl asked, rubbing the crook of his knees, but a fierce light suddenly burst out from his eyes.
He hugged Yan Fenghuo's waist fiercely, lifted him up, and threw him heavily to the ground.
After being suddenly attacked, Yan Fenghuo immediately clamped the owl's waist and abdomen with his legs, and used his waist strength to turn wildly.
"Bang!"
The two people both fell to the ground, and Yan Fenghuo was sitting on top of the owl with his waist between his arms. The owl that attacked and threw the person was thrown to the ground by him, lying on his back.
Yan Fenghuo's reaction was too fast. When he was thrown down, he used the twist of his body to make the owl's body lose its balance, and threw the opponent to the ground again.
"Pa", Yan Fenghuo punched the owl in the face, causing his nose to bleed.
"Damn it, you're playing tricks on me," Yan Fenghuo scolded, "You were still a good student when I was playing tricks on others."
"Hahahaha..." The owl with a nosebleed laughed loudly and said loudly: "I am convinced! My owl is convinced, hahahaha..."
Facing an opponent like Yan Fenghuo, Owl could only admire him. He was no match for him. Not to mention his strength, his fighting skills alone were far behind him.
Yan Fenghuo stood up and was about to say something awesome when the shouts of the three unlucky children came: "Boss, beat me up, there are about ten more of them, it's so damn good, it's so cool!
"
Looking at the three unlucky children with red eyes, Yan Fenghuo whispered: Unlucky children, the remaining ten or so are here to treat your illnesses...