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Chapter 812: Tournament(1/2)

“Quick, fast…”

"Little Lizi, why are you squeezing me?"

"You squeezed me out, okay? You squeezed me out of this white line. Is this white line a prohibited line?" Little Lizi looked aggrieved.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm a little bit harder!"

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? What happened? Are you crazy?"

"The master wants to compete with others. Go and see it quickly. If you go late, you will have no seat!"

"What, the teacher competes with others!" When the staff officer heard this, he gritted his teeth, turned around and ran back. The matter in his hand was handled later. There was no problem, but if he missed this wonderful scene, he would probably not see it in the future.

In the open space in front of the command center, a place as big as a basketball court was surrounded by Yasha Camp, and a cordon was even set up around it. Leng Feng did not prohibit his subordinates from coming to watch the battle.

People are curious, and he also needs to show off in front of the officers and soldiers from time to time. This is also a must for a commander, and he cannot be too far away from his subordinates.

Sometimes being more friendly to the people can gain the support of subordinates, although this also has potential dangers, such as the Japanese's million-dollar rewards are still on hold.

Chen Shuyi was very uneasy inside. Leng Feng was obviously going to establish his authority. If he won, he would definitely be excluded in the Honor Division. He would not even be able to do it himself without Leng Feng putting his shoes on him.

It seems that I can only admit defeat. Chen Shuyi is not a hot-headed person. He is competitive regardless of the consequences and will die faster.

"You are thinking, how can you lose to me?" Leng Feng smiled slightly and smiled softly in front of Chen Shuyi.

How could he not see Chen Shuyi's fearful look? This guy was indeed very thoughtful and seemed to think that he could not forbid his subordinates to watch the battle, and he planned to use his power to suppress others.

"Sir Leng was joking."

"Your eyes tell me that you are afraid that after you win, your life will be even more difficult in the future. Are you afraid?" Leng Feng said.

"I……"

"You underestimate me, Leng, too much. Even if you win me, it doesn't mean you are better than me. Any strong man is getting up from constant failure and being able to stand at the top. Everything before will be a tempering, not a shame, do you understand?" Leng Feng said calmly. He cares about winning or losing, but he does not take winning or losing too seriously. You must know that there is a heaven beyond heaven and there are people outside of man. Even if he comes from a thousand years later, he dare not say that he is better than everyone in this world.

Strong people do not distinguish between the times.

"Sir Leng said this, but Shu Yi was not in a good mood." Chen Shu Yi took a deep breath, stretched out his hands, clasped his fists and said in a straight voice.

"The military command is too small, and the world's stage is big enough. The bigger the heart, the wider the road." Leng Feng said calmly. He was much younger than Shen Shuyi, but his tone was like an elder teaching his younger generation a lesson.

Chen Shuyi's eyes were stunned, and his eyes suddenly became clear: "Sir Leng's teachings, Shuyi is extremely grateful."

Although he has a good starting point, his vision and knowledge are first and foremost. He is still young. Of course, he hopes to go further. Although he has done well in the Military Control Commission, he still inherited his brother-in-law's help. Even if he has the ability, he will be questioned.

He jumped out, but the military commander's family rules are not a joke. No matter how strong he is, he is not able to confront an organization.

He has a self-knowledge of this.

"Come on, I haven't had lunch yet. We've finished the fight. Let's have dinner." Leng Feng smiled slightly, obviously full of confidence in this competition.

"Sir Leng, then Shu Yi offended him!"

"It's okay, don't hold back, I want to fight a fight quickly." Leng Feng was calm on the surface, but he was full of fighting spirit in his heart. It's been a long time since he met an opponent who could face head-on.

"I hope you don't let me down."

"Sir Leng, please!"

"I'm going to fight, I'm going to fight..."

"Who would win?"

"No, of course it's a master's seat. The master's seat is our honorary first division. No, the first master of the New First Army, Old Dong, you know, our martial arts chief instructor is amazing enough. He said in person that he can't walk ten moves under the master's seat!"

"Ten moves, are they real or not?"

"Hmph, it's really a master to fight. If you see life and death with one move, our team leader Chen is the first young master of the Military Control Commission!" The people brought by Chen Shuyi retorted unconvincedly.

"Where is the witch?"

"Wu Chu..." The man said the corner of his mouth twitched, "Wu Chu is different, she is a woman."

"The Wu Chu is still a woman in our teacher's seat..."

"Boy, you're desperate, nonsense."

"Brother Wang, why are you hitting me? Who doesn't know?" A grievance voice came.

"Idiot, know, who knows, do you see who said it?" Brother Wang glared at the eyeballs, teaching the new guy a lesson and talking about the commander behind his back was a big taboo.

"Hizi, do you gamble?"

"No gambling."

"Heizi, this is not like you. I bet ten dollars, that boy named Chen Shuyi lost!" Tian Yao provoked Yao Heizi.

"No gambling!"

"Tsk, you don't have the courage. If you don't bet, I'll go and others!" Tian Yao saw that it was useless to tease Yao Heizi, and stared at the others. After a long time, he found that everyone else looked at him and quietly turned away. He knew that these shrewd guys would definitely not be fooled.

"Da Li, have a gamble?"

"Okay, I'll win the military throne, and I won ten dollars." Shi Dali grinned. He looked stupid, but he was not stupid at heart.

Tian Yao's eyes turned dark. When did this kid Shi Dali become so smart?

"Little Demon, no one is betting on you, so let's watch the battle." Dong Yang's voice came.

"Old, why don't we bet a bet, how many minutes will the kid named Chen be able to hold on to the master's seat?" Tian Yao suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He wanted to bet on who Leng Feng and Shen Shuyi win or lose. If he was in the banker, he would definitely lose money. No one here can win.

But if the bet is sung by Shuyi for a few minutes, then some bets will be.

"Do you really want to bet?" Dong Yang turned his head and asked seriously.

"I feel itchy if I don't take a gamble." Tian Yao smiled and shook his eyes at Yao Heizi, "Yes, Old Yao."

"If you take up the banker, if the tiger is betting, we will bet."

"What, I won't go." Tian Yao's head was shaking like a rattle.

"Then I love you can help."

"It's time to start, don't talk!" A scolding came from my ear, it was Cong Hu's voice.

"drink!"

Both of them were accumulating momentum just now. No matter who arrived first, they would take action. The masters knew that once they passed, it would be too late. Chen Shuyi's momentum arrived first and he took action.

The legs were staggered, and a run-up was supported by the left leg, and the right leg swept across.

Leng Feng narrowed his eyes. Chen Shuyi's kung fu was in his hands. He was not good at leg skills. He actually used the kung fu that he was not good at. It was obvious that he didn't want him to know his trump card, which was also a test.

bump!

Leng Feng bent his arms and went up to him. He also wanted to test the other party's quality.

This sweep was powerful, with at least four or five hundred kilograms. Leng Feng stopped him, and he couldn't help but take a step back with his right leg and his body swayed slightly.

A hint of numbness came from the arms.

"Okay!" Leng Feng nodded. Although it was just starting, it was already very exciting.

"Sir Leng, you have no eyes on the fists and feet, you offend me!" After being blocked, Chen Shuyi also roughly judged that Leng Feng's strength was at least not weaker than him, so he could use his full strength next time.

"No problem." Leng Feng laughed, his hands were wrong, and he waved a starting position.

Chen Shuyi punched him, and the dust in the air was driven by him, and his speed and strength reached an amazing level. Obviously, he was a master in actual combat.

It is untenable to be able to serve as the captain of the Fuxing Society's action team in a place like Shanghai, without any ability, and even if there is someone behind him, it will not work.

Leng Feng has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and prefers boxing and leg techniques. Both have high attainments. Among boxing techniques, Xingyiquan is the best. He likes this kind of boxing that combines routines and fighting and one. The fight is both beautiful and powerful. The leg techniques are much more complicated. He has practiced all kinds of leg techniques. Later, when he came to the army, he also majored in fighting techniques. His leg techniques pay more attention to actual combat, fierce and fierce, and are known as "front and leg".

When he entered the Black Sun Group, he had a hidden identity and spent a lot of energy to learn ancient Japanese martial arts, such as karate, Aikido, Jiu Jitsu, etc., as well as Japanese kendo. Leng Feng also practiced Juhe's sword drawing technique to a very advanced level.

It can be said that Leng Feng almost had all the Japanese martial arts genres all night long, and their secrets and weaknesses were almost without any secrets in front of him.

Leng Feng can be said to be a collection of the essence of ancient Chinese and ancient Japanese martial arts (of course, relatively speaking, only he knows this, and he practices all the skills of fighting. In terms of the essence, he may be much worse than some martial arts masters.)

Chen Shuyi's kung fu also took a strange path, with his moves fluctuating and uncertain direction. Moreover, looking at the dark redness on the edge of his palm, this is clearly a phenomenon of practicing the iron sand palm, and his kung fu is quite deep.

Therefore, Leng Feng tried not to touch the edge of his palm. As long as he was hit, even an internal martial arts master like him would not be able to bear it.

It is said that boxing is afraid of being strong, both of them are young and young,

Chen Shuyi is also a martial artsman. He has also competed with many famous martial arts masters over the years, but they are all competitions between colleagues. They can stop at the right time, and there are not many opportunities to make him sacrifice his life to fight. Of course, there are not many good players who die at his hands, and many of them are murderers in the martial arts world and Japanese warriors.

Bang!

The two of them had their bodies that were originally close to each other suddenly split. Chen Shuyi's face flashed with a blush, and his fists trembled slightly for a few seconds. Leng Feng took a deep breath. The skills in Chen Shuyi's hands were indeed tricky, and his arms were numb.

"Chief Leng is good at boxing. Is it an internal Xingyiquan?"

"Good eyesight, your iron sand palm is also good. The fist is the Hongquan of the Southern School, right?"

"good!"

"Come again!"

The fists and feet were coming and going, and the two sides made more than ten moves in an instant, which was so fast that it was dazzling and dazzling.

Youdao is a layman watching the excitement, while an expert watching the tricks. Both of them are masters. They have been immersed in their fists and feet for at least ten years, and they are both extremely talented.

There are many people who have practiced martial arts since childhood during the game. Leng Feng and Shen Shuyi are both masters of fighting. Their movements may not be so good, but if they really fight, each move is a killer move.
To be continued...
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