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Chapter 1142 The second place is the number one loser!

Although Ye Fan's voice was silent, it was like a thunder that exploded in the field.

Rubbish!

These harsh words made several elite soldiers in the field furious and extremely angry.

They are the first-class elites in the army. They have always been proud and think highly of themselves. They are the only ones who look down on others. How have they ever been looked down upon by others like they are now?

And he was raped by a young boy!

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

The next moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Fan, and the air seemed to be filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the situation was tense.

The grumpy Qin Zhengyang took a step forward and yelled: "You brat, what were you talking about just now? If you don't give me a reasonable answer, you will have nothing to eat today!"

"Qin Zhengyang, don't be rude to General Ye!" Xie Jinyuan frowned and scolded.

Among the eight people, Xie Jinyuan is the highest-ranking, the oldest, and his words carry great weight.

Immediately afterwards, he turned to look at Ye Fan and said, "General Ye, did you make a slip of the tongue just now? You shouldn't have thought that way in your heart, right?"

He wanted to use this method to smooth things over for Ye Fan.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan didn't appreciate it at all, but said categorically: "That's what I thought! You are all rubbish!"

"boom!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was like a bomb hitting the calm water, causing a thousand waves and causing an uproar in the venue.

Qin Zhengyang and others' eyes were red, and their chests were heaving with anger, as if there was raging anger surging within them.

Even Xie Jinyuan's face suddenly darkened, and his attitude towards Mark was not as respectful as before.

Clay Bodhisattva still has three points of fire energy!

Even if Ye Fan's official position is greater than his, it doesn't mean that he is really afraid. It is obvious that he now regards Ye Fan as an arrogant and rude maniac.



"What? Are you angry? Do you want to rush over and beat me?" Ye Fan once again opened his mouth to challenge.

"You bastard, if you dare to say another word, believe it or not, I will risk being imprisoned and punished, and I will beat you all over the place!" Qin Zhengyang gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, as if they were cracking the next moment.

There's going to be a big fight.

Next to him, Pei Wu frowned and looked confused.

Based on her understanding of Mark, she knew that he was not the kind of person who caused trouble and was arrogant and domineering. His current behavior was really abnormal.

At this time, Ye Fan spoke again: "Qin Zhengyang, did you just say that if the American country was drawn in the draw, you would give up and admit defeat and fight for the second place?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?" Qin Zhengyang said with his head held high.

"Have you heard a sentence?" Ye Fan asked.

"What words?" Qin Zhengyang asked.

"The so-called second place is not the runner-up, but the top loser!"

As Ye Fan spoke, his aura changed, his eyes were like lightning, he scanned the many soldiers in the field and said:

"Since you are participating in the competition, you are competing for the first place. Before the competition has started, you have boosted the popularity of others and destroyed your own prestige. You think that you will never win, and you have lost your pursuit and desire for victory! Having this kind of weak mentality is not garbage.

What is it again! In my opinion, don’t waste your time going to the United States, just go home and plant sweet potatoes!”

Ye Fan's curse, every word of which was heart-breaking, was like an invisible slap in the face of many fighters in the field.

As China's elite warriors, they certainly know that being timid before fighting is a taboo for military strategists.

Before the game even started, I was thinking about competing for second place. If this matter spread, people would definitely laugh it off.

However, it is not that they are too timid, but that the enemy is too strong.

The super soldiers of the United States wear the most advanced high-tech armor and possess weapons as powerful as individual nuclear weapons. The power of a single shot can destroy a mechanized armored division. How can flesh and blood be able to withstand it?

No matter how conceited they are, they still have no confidence in winning the battle.

At this time, Qin Zhengyang still looked unconvinced, stared at Ye Fan, and angrily said: "Boy, who can't say nice things? We also want to beat the United States and win the championship, but that is simply unrealistic, unless there is a miracle

occur--"

Before he could finish his sentence, Ye Fan interrupted directly:

"I am a miracle!"



If you don’t say anything shocking, you will die!

Hearing this, the eight elite soldiers in the field, including Xie Jinyuan, were all stunned, as if they had heard something incredible.

mad!

So crazy!

It had only been a few minutes since they met Ye Fan, and they were already shocked again and again.

"Boy, you are young, but your mouth is as loud as the sky. You must be the king of 'mouth', right?"

Qin Zhengyang hooked his finger at Ye Fan and said provocatively: "Come on, let's fight! If you can beat me, I will bow my head and apologize to you. From now on, I will be convinced and will not dare to disobey any orders! Otherwise, you'd better

Shut your mouth and stop interfering in anything!"

As he spoke, he moved his body, and his muscles and bones moved like thunder, making a crackling sound, full of momentum.

However, Ye Fan shook his head when he saw this.

"What? Are you scared?" Qin Zhengyang curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"It's not that you're afraid, it's that you're not qualified to challenge me based on your strength!"

Ye Fan's voice was straight and straightforward, without any waves or provocation, as if he was explaining some truth that was a matter of course.

But the more this happens, the more angry it becomes.

"Let's do this..." Ye Fan continued: "I won't bully you! I will use one hand and stand for you to hit. As long as you can force me to move, even if it is only a centimeter, you will win!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this rule, Qin Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned red and his hair stood on end, as if he had been greatly insulted and was extremely angry.

You must know that he is the fighting champion of the entire army. He has reached the peak of the Xuanjing before he is thirty years old. Looking at the whole of China, he is a very rare person.

According to this trend, he can become a senior colonel before he is forty years old, and he is expected to stand up to the generals before he is fifty, and his future achievements will be limitless.

Qin Zhengyang thought he was crazy enough, but he never expected that Ye Fan was ten times crazier than him!

"Boy, since you are so supportive, I won't be polite! If I beat you to death later, please don't cry to your mother!" Qin Zhengyang's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he became really angry.

Prepare to be ruthless.



Not far away, Xie Jinyuan frowned, turned to Pei Wu and asked: "Qin Zhengyang's attack is not serious, do you want to stop this competition?"

In Xie Jinyuan's view, Ye Fan was most likely an embroidered pillow that was worthless, and those words just now were just pretentious.

But being able to become a major general at such a young age means that he has a huge background behind him.

If Qin Zhengyang really injured him, he might be retaliated against, and the consequences would be disastrous.

"It's okay!" Pei Wu shook her head, and then said in a very solemn voice: "If you all add up, I'm afraid you won't be able to make Mark move..."

"What did you say?" Xie Jinyuan looked confused. He thought he was hearing hallucinations and couldn't believe his ears.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Qin Zhengyang's figure shot out like an arrow from a string, his clothes bulging, his muscles tensed, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

And his fists emitted a dazzling light, like the sun and moon shining together.

The kung fu practiced by Qin Zhengyang is called Yin Yang Bagua Quan.

It is said that Fuxi, one of the three emperors in ancient times, used the principles of the changes of yin and yang between heaven and earth to create the eight trigrams of Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun and Dui, which represent the eight directions and contain different meanings at the same time. significance.

The founder of Yin Yang Bagua Quan integrated the concepts of Bagua and Yin Yang with the human body. The sky has two qi, the sun and the moon, people have yin and yang, the sky has wind, and people have qi. The sky has four directions and four pillars, and people have front. Behind it, left and right are the four sides. In the sky there are the Big Dipper as the seven stars, and the human body has the shoulders, hips, elbows, knees, hands, feet, and the head as the seven fists (beating). It is even more towering and exquisite.

As the saying goes: if you learn how to shake and turn with Gua Quan, you will be able to beat half the martial arts masters in the world. If you are proficient in the Nine Immortals of Gua Quan, if ten people meet you, nine people will praise you. If you break down, attack and challenge, it will be difficult to block it. If you chop, smash, pull and retain, there will be no one in the martial arts sect. A priceless treasure, passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors.

Now, Qin Zhengyang has practiced this kung fu to perfection and reached the pinnacle, so that he can become the "Martial Champion" and defeat all the invincible opponents in the army!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, his yin and yang fists finally hit Ye Fan's chest.


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