Chapter 163: The Mythical Man (Fifteen)
Who are you?
Hearing the question of this so-called Blood Wolf Blade Instructor, He Zhennan chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I seriously doubt your qualifications to lead troops. ”
At this moment, the face of the deputy chief of general staff of the Southwest Military Region turned a little red, who is Yang Qingfeng, that is the recognized king of special forces in the entire Southwest Military Region, and the ability to fight alone is one of the few in the entire Southwest Military Region, too much aura surrounds him, leaving aside the identity of the Yang family in Chengdu, the ability of this young instructor is impeccable.
Ye Guyu frowned slightly, but after only a moment, he regained his composure, he took a deep look at He Zhennan, and did not stop He Zhennan's deviant behavior.
"Oh?" Yang Qingfeng smiled lightly: "Then I would like to hear about it, why don't I have the qualifications to lead troops!"
He Zhennan glanced up at Ye Guyu, only to see Ye Guyu nodded.
"First of all, this is the southwest border, only a few dozen kilometers away from Vietnam, and the other is that ten kilometers away from the border line, there are dense jungles, may I ask, are these the best places to train troops?" He Zhennan asked.
Unexpectedly, Yang Qingfeng sneered and said, "Do you have a little common sense to train in the jungle about ten kilometers away from the border?"
"Why not?" He Zhennan said, "Don't you even have this courage?"
"The border is a sensitive area, if something goes wrong, who is responsible?" Yang Qingfeng looked at He Zhennan like an idiot.
Yang Qingfeng suddenly raised his eyebrows, stared at He Zhennan, thoughtful, and then said: "What do you mean, you are more qualified than me to lead troops? ”
The deputy chief of general staff of the Southwest Military Region's face changed suddenly, and from Yang Qingfeng's eyes, he saw a surging battle spirit.
The strong are not afraid of challenges.
"Do you really want to play?" He Zhennan raised his eyebrows.
Ye Qingling stood aside, he had never seen He Zhennan make a move, he didn't know what He Zhennan's force was, this senior brother was very hidden, and he was also very low-key, as the adopted son of He Zongwen, the leader of the southern underground world, He Zhennan has always shown a posture of indisputability, but it is precisely this indisputable posture that makes Ye Qingling have an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart.
"Senior brother, it's better to kill chickens with a knife" At this time, Ye Qingling suddenly spoke.
He Zhennan waved his hand, turned his head, and said with his lips to Ye Qingling: "Knock on the mountain and shake the tiger, let me fight this first battle." ”
Ye Qingling nodded, he was actually curious in his heart, what kind of realm He Zhennan's force value had reached.
"In that case, please move to the school ring. Yang Qingfeng said.
The deputy chief of general staff of the Southwest Military Region glanced up at Ye Guyu, and couldn't help but speak: "Major General Ye, I'm afraid this is inappropriate." ”
"Young people have hard work, what's wrong?" Ye Guyu said lightly.
Ten minutes later.
Military district school field.
There was a group of soldiers sitting at the bottom of the ring, and above the ring, there were Yang Qingfeng and He Zhennan.
Just a few minutes ago, these soldiers in training heard the news that someone was going to challenge their instructors, and it made them feel unbelievable and unbelievable.
Immediately, there was a lot of discussion in the audience.
"Who is that guy? Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, he looks like a weak scholar, and he wants to challenge the devil instructor who is known as the Southwest Military Region's combat effectiveness?"
"Maybe someone kicked him in the head?
"Perhaps, maybe they really have two brushes. "There are objections.
“”
There was a lot of discussion off the field, but it was so quiet that the pin drop could be heard.
He Zhennan and Yang Qingfeng stood opposite each other.
The spring city is warm and autumnal, and it is unique and comfortable.
Yang Qingfeng twisted his neck slightly, and suddenly there was a 'click' sound, and then he clenched his fists, and his battle intent began to soar.
He Zhennan stood on the stage lightly, with a very casual posture.
"Please!" Yang Qingfeng stretched out his hand and said.
"Please!" He Zhennan nodded and responded.
"Whew"
When the words fell, I saw that Yang Qingfeng's figure, who had long been ready to go, turned into an afterimage, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a shadow like a teleportation in the field.
Ye Qingling, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, her pupils contracted suddenly, as soon as the expert made a move, he knew if there was any, Yang Qingfeng was worthy of being an instructor among the special elites of the Southwest Military Region, and he could instantly exert his speed to the extreme when talking and laughing.
Off the field, many people's eyes widened.
Obviously, they were also shocked by Yang Qingfeng's speed.
He Zhennan's face was calm, he took a deep breath, and then made a strange movement, his eyes closed gently, as if he had entered a magical state.
The fist wind came suddenly.
Yang Qingfeng's figure flashed, and he smashed down with a punch, but he regretted the mountains and sank vigorously.
Sou!
In an instant, He Zhennan seemed to have a sense, his head tilted back slightly, and he avoided Yang Qingfeng's fist just right, and then, I saw He Zhennan suddenly swing his fist, and the sound of breaking the air suddenly exploded.
Rumble!
Two fists intersected.
Yang Qingfeng's face changed suddenly, and his eyes were filled with a look of shock.
At this moment, a sneer appeared at the corner of He Zhennan's mouth.
The next moment, He Zhennan moved.
There were no superfluous movements, neither fast nor slow, and they just rampage towards Yang Qingfeng.
The body, which was not tall at all, was like a mountain at the moment, bursting out with a surging momentum.
Yang Qingfeng's face changed suddenly.
He Zhennan has already rushed to the front.
A punch down.
Yang Qingfeng raised his arm to block.
'Click'.
A crisp sound came, and it seemed so harsh.
Yang Qingfeng only felt that the bones in his whole body were shattered, and a heart-piercing pain made him almost exhale in pain.
Domineering, arrogant!
It is the style of He Zhennan.
This is a kind of lion fighting rabbit king the world's bravery.
Yang Qingfeng's pupils widened suddenly, and for the first time, a trace of fear rose in his heart, and the pain penetrated into his bone marrow and deep into his heart.
He Zhennan threw another punch on the top of Yang Qingfeng's head.
The surging majesty made Yang Qingfeng's heart overflow with an unforgettable coldness.
The fist stopped when it was half an inch away from the top of Yang Qingfeng's head, and fine beads of sweat could vaguely be seen oozing from the top of Yang Qingfeng's head.
"Hand-to-hand combat, the younger generation, there are no more than three people in the entire Huaxia Kingdom who can survive under my hands, and you are not one of those three, because my foreign family has practiced kung fu to the extreme. ”
He Zhennan withdrew his fist and stared at Yang Qingfeng, his eyes full of mockery.
"As for what you said to me before, 'Why should you deny your special training plan?' because he is my master. After speaking, He Zhennan glanced in the direction where Ye Guyu was standing, and said, "Also, his name is Ye Guyu!"
"What?!"
Ye Guyu?
The man who has become a legend in military circles?
The first person on the dragon list?
Above the temple, he is the god of the army, and in the rivers and lakes, he is an unruly knight in green shirts and swords.
Some people say that a person's country will always grow old, because the country will always be given to young people, because some people have become gods in that country.
At this moment, Ye Qingling looked at He Zhennan, her eyes narrowed, and a trace of deeply hidden killing intent flashed in the depths of her eyes.
There is no reason.
He Zhennan felt something, raised his head and glanced in Ye Qingling's direction, but a smile as bright as the sun bloomed.