When Wen Zheng still defeated the eighth person with one move, Lin Yun couldn't help but laugh: "This kid is really fooling around. We are all comrades in arms. How can we attack others like this? It's so outrageous!"
The company commander looked a little embarrassed at this time.
He never expected that under Wen Zheng's fierce punches, it seemed that all living beings were equal, and no matter who was going up, the winner would be determined by one punch.
Fortunately, he didn't have any backup plans on his side.
"Haha, don't be complacent," the company commander still remained optimistic, "Wen Zheng has a foundation in Chinese martial arts. It's not like we don't have people like this here. Just take a look."
Lin Yun smiled and said: "If you really have a talent that can be made, I wouldn't mind recommending it."
The company commander said happily: "Is it settled in one word?"
Lin Yun replied in a deep voice: "It's a deal! We need new people over there now."
On the field.
Wen Zheng watched the ninth opponent walking slowly towards him, and his eyes lit up. Looking at the rhythm of his steps and breathing, he could see that the young man in front of him was not simple.
If the strength of the previous eight opponents was between four and six, then this one must have reached seven.
Don't look at it, it's just a little bit more, but as you go up, every step of progress is much, much more difficult than steps one to two.
According to his speculation, in terms of fighting, Lin Yun's strength has only just reached eight, but in terms of overall quality, Lin Yun is definitely far beyond this category. After all, when he kicked Lin Yun, the opponent instantly revealed
His instinctive murderous intention made his hair stand on end.
"Reconnaissance Company, Seventh Squadron Soldier, Gong Chen!"
The challenger announced his family name and said in a deep voice: "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, but I have never seen what kind of boxing you are using. Can you tell me after the fight is over?"
Yo! Still a martial arts fanatic.
Wen Zheng suddenly became energetic and couldn't help but laugh: "I can tell you now, Iron Wire Fist. Do you... know?"
Gong Chen pondered for a moment, frowned and said, "I've never heard of it. This punch is very powerful, where is the inheritance?"
Wen Zheng just smiled.
It’s strange that you’ve heard of the national martial arts of Blue Star China.
It was really troublesome to explain, so he had no choice but to pretend to be mysterious and smile without answering.
Gong Chen nodded, immediately took a stance, and reminded: "Be careful."
He knew that some inheritances were very low-key and secretive, and it would be disrespectful to inquire about them casually.
Wen Zheng looked at his starting move and his eyes lit up again.
The other party's posture seems a bit familiar. Is he planning to use softness to overcome strength?
Well, I will change my boxing style this time.
Wen Zheng strode forward and used a white tiger palm move as a bait. As expected, Gong Chen took it and counterattacked with his strength, turning his body and hitting Huanglong with his palm.
"good!"
Lin Yun and the company commander couldn't help but applaud at the same time.
After fighting for so long, this is the first person who can take Wen Zheng's punch and successfully fight back.
A room of electric light and flint.
Wen Zheng tilted his neck, trying to dodge the palm. Unexpectedly, after the opponent missed the target, he continued to reach forward, suddenly changed his move and hugged his neck!
After Gong Chen grasped it firmly, he suddenly raised his knee and pushed it on his head.
Wen Zheng instantly raised his foot to block the path of the opponent's knee. At the same time, he pressed down the wrist that was holding Gong Chen's neck with one hand, and dragged the elbow joint of Gong Chen's arm with the other hand, and exerted force upwards.
Gong Chen was so shocked that he had to give up and retreat.
However, how could Wen Zheng let him do what he wanted? He twisted around to hide his vital points, took advantage of the situation and accurately grabbed Gong Chen's arm that had not been withdrawn, and pulled him towards him with all his strength.
Gong Chen's expression changed drastically.
He never expected that Wen Zheng would no longer use his fierce boxing skills at this time, but instead use grappling.
Seeing that he was going to suffer as he was being dragged over, he took advantage of the situation and jumped up, intending to use the force of his fall to counter Wen Zheng's arm that was holding him, or to find other loopholes.
Can Wen Zheng let him have his wish?
"Come down!"
Wen Zheng shouted loudly, and his whole body suddenly exerted force. The arm that grabbed Gong Chen to death instantly floated like a powerful whip, creating a wave visible to the naked eye.
This hand exerted force, he drew lessons from the force exertion process of Tongjiquan. It seems ordinary, but in fact it is extremely powerful.
I saw Gong Chen jumping in the air, like an iron ball that was thrown to the top, fell rapidly, and hit the ground with a thud.
Before he could react, Wen Zheng grabbed his wrist again and restrained him instantly.
Those who saw this series of small movements clearly felt that the time seemed to have passed for several minutes, or even longer.
But for most laymen, the winner can be determined in the blink of an eye, and they feel that Gong Chen is like a clown, jumping up and down without success, and will be lost after being thrown to the ground.
Little did they know, it was all real skill, it was just too fast and they didn't see it clearly.
After the on-site referee announced that Wen Zheng had won again, cheers echoed throughout the training ground again.
Gong Chen was badly thrown, but he was still able to stand up.
Before he left the field, he first gave a military salute, then clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your mercy. I'm sorry for the offence."
After Wen Zheng returned the gift, he did not hesitate to praise him and said: "It is really not easy for you to have such a skill at your age. If you practice for another ten years, you should achieve quite a lot."
Gong Chen answered subconsciously: "You won't be able to catch up with you now in more than ten years?"
Wen Zheng asked: "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"
Gong Chen fell silent.
People in the audience heard this conversation and instantly felt that Wen Zheng was too crazy.
You two are about the same age. Why can't Gong Chen reach your current level after practicing for more than ten years? This is obviously insulting!
However, Gong Chen knew that what Wen Zheng said was true.
Sideline.
Lin Yun nodded and said: "This Gong Chen is not bad, he is a good young man."
The company commander was surprised and said: "Did you see clearly, Wen Zheng demonstrated at least three skills just now? It's not easy! It's no problem to become an external instructor for my company."
Lin Yun looked at him with contempt.
It's okay to be an instructor for your company. At first, I wanted him to become a combat instructor with us, but unfortunately there was too much resistance. First, my elder sister didn't pass the test.
soon.
Wen Zheng ushered in his last opponent.
This man's eyes were shining, like a vajra arhat, and his skin was dark, probably because he was too strong, so he didn't look too tall.
He said in a deep voice: "Zhu Zirong, let's get started."
Wen Zheng saw that the other party didn't want to talk, so he also took a stance.
Lin Yun on the sidelines looked at the big man named Zhu Zirong with great interest, his eyes gradually shining with light.
Wen Zheng still used his fists to open the way, but this time he encountered a tough opponent.
Zhu Zirong received his punch without moving at all, and hugged him in turn. Without waiting for his reaction, he was lifted high and fell to the ground in an instant.
Wen Zheng suffered a lot due to his carelessness.
Seeing Zhu Zirong rushing toward him again, he simply stopped getting up and took advantage of the situation to twist his arm and complete the lock.
But the next scene left everyone stunned.
Zhu Zirong arched one arm and lifted Wen Zheng into the air easily, with the same strength as a humanoid mecha.
Wen Zheng was shocked.
When fighting with Ma Lei, the opponent also used this move, but it really depends on the strength.
He was sure that Zhu Zirong was also the one who could crush Ma Lei.
It is worthy of being a scout unit of the military region. Hidden dragons and crouching tigers are really not simple.
With emotion, he immediately gave up the locking technique he had formed, and instead nimbly climbed up Zhu Zirong's back, strangling Zhu Zirong's neck with both arms.
Zhu Zirong fell down and was thrown backwards, followed by a roar.
Although his arms were not muscular, the strength of Wen Zheng's arms when they were opened was truly terrifying.
Wen Zheng felt that his closed arms were being opened bit by bit by this guy, so he had to use all his strength.
For a moment, Zhu Zirong's roar resounded throughout the training ground.
Wen Zheng was competing with him, and the expression on his face gradually became difficult, because he found that he and he were slowly falling into a disadvantage in terms of strength and endurance.
I have to say that Zhu Zirong's physical talent is really terrifying, and he is also the kind that God chases after him to feed him.
More than a hundred people at the scene, including the audience in the live broadcast room, watched the two people compete with each other, and Qi Wen Zheng was gradually losing ground. For a moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats.
"Wen Zheng is in trouble! I seriously doubt that Zhu Zirong is wearing a mecha under his camouflage uniform!"
"The power of these two people is too terrifying. Wen Zheng is a man who can dig himself out after being buried by a garbage truck. At this moment, he can't lock Zhu Zirong."
"You can watch this for free? Dragon Kingdom Soldier Niu 13!"
"Wen Zheng is in danger."
On the court, Wen Zheng and Zhu Zirong fought for more than a minute, but Zhu Zirong finally broke his arms completely.
Just as he turned over and retreated, Zhu Zirong nimbly turned around with his hands on the ground, and rushed towards him in a half-crouch position.
Wen Zheng did not dare to hold back anymore, and kicked Zhu Zirong in the chest to slow down the opponent's attack. Using his knees as a fulcrum, he moved his body forward, got out from under Zhu Zirong's left ribs, and came to his left rear.
When Zhu Zirong reached out to grab him, Wen Zheng was much faster than him. He had already adjusted his posture and moved around to his right side.
Before Zhu Zirong could turn around again, Wen Zheng, with lightning speed, ducked under the opponent's right ribs and came under him. Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's footsteps were confused, Wen Zheng grabbed Zhu Zirong with his left hand and killed him with his right hand.
He reached down and grabbed the opponent's thigh, then put his shoulder on Zhu Zirong's chest, lifted the opponent up with a loud shout, used the force to stand up, and spun around twice.
Zhu Zirong felt suddenly top-heavy and the world was spinning. When he tried to break free again, Wen Zheng had already thrown him out.
This fall was really not light.
Even with Zhu Zirong's physique, he felt like stars were in his eyes and his head was dizzy at this moment.
Thanks to Zhu Zirong's physique, otherwise, if it had been anyone else, he would have called an ambulance at this time.
The referee immediately stopped and announced the end of the game.
Amidst loud cheers.
Lin Yun slapped his thigh and shouted: "I want this big guy! We are short of a machine gunner over there!"
The company commander had been stunned for a long time. At this time, he could only murmur: "Is this Wen Zheng a human? He is too evil. Zhu Zirong is the most talented young man I have ever seen since I joined the army, and he lost like this?"
On Yao Sheng's side, Zhao Xia and Luo Guangcai, who were originally lying down, saw that Wen Zheng had completed one and ten, completely ending the game. They didn't care about the pain all over their bodies and rushed into the infield excitedly. One of them raised one of Wen Zheng's arms and cheered.
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However, Luo Guangcai, a fool, suddenly shouted boldly towards the reconnaissance company: "Who else is there!"
The originally lively scene suddenly became awkward, and many veterans were unhappy.
After winning the game, are you still looking for trouble?