The fighting skills of the army of the former Soviet Union are definitely super-first-class killing techniques, at least when the Yankees face a group of big white bears, the bald eagle only has the share of folding wings. Throughout the decades of the United States and the Soviet Union competing for hegemony, putting aside hot weapons, if you only judge from the strength of hand-to-hand combat, the US military only won the movie Rambo over Lao Maozi.

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, Russia inherited most of the former Soviet Union, and naturally there were more elites, and the "White Bear" Ivan was a soldier who grew up in the Gorbachev and Yeltsin eras.

Therefore, in fact, he, like the Russian soldiers of that era, belonged to a group of people with more complicated feelings.

He was one of the last cadets of the Soviet training camp in Siberia, and in the year he graduated, he broke the neck of the instructor, of course, there is no evidence that he did it, although all the accusations point to him.

During the Chechen War, he was supposed to be at his peak, after which he chose to retire and became a mercenary with some veterans, wandering around the countries of Central Asia, occasionally in Georgia and Turkey.

A few years ago it was taken by Kirilenko. Employed by Alvaev, has served until now.

"Ivan the Invincible. Isn't it? He is the largest bear in the world, the polar bear. ”

Kirilenko was a middle-aged fat man with a big nose, a big head, a short neck, sparse hair, and the top of his head shining in the light, wearing a plaid jacket, and in this room he also hung a scarf.

Drinking vodka, burping, and tearing chicken drumsticks in his hands, he never thought that this was a billionaire with a net worth of tens of billions.

"Maybe he's the most powerful human on the planet."

Belch!

Kirilenko hiccuped, then a pair of greasy hands soaked in hot water, and two Belarusian beauties, much taller than him, washed his hands with hand sanitizer.

It is a pair of twin beauties with white hair, blue eyes, snow-white skin, and pink lip gloss.

This fat man likes such a woman, with big boobs, big ass, beautiful face, and most importantly, obedient.

Federo is now laughing a little crazy, as if he is enchanted: "Hey, hey, hey, I knew for a long time that Kirilenko, the dead fat man, had such a trump card, but I didn't expect him to take it out so early." He's trying to get Logut in trouble. ”

Licking his lips, the last Daphne carnival, Logut easily tortured Kirilenko's gladiators, and didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"Huang, do you think this polar bear is as powerful as your Chinese tiger?"

Federo smiled a little weirdly.

Huang Shilang took a sip of red wine, felt that it tasted bad, and then poured it into a bathtub, then took out a silk scarf and wiped his hands, sat on the sofa, and smiled: "I've beaten it, don't you know?" But Federó, haven't you noticed that I'm here today to kill all sides? ”

Federo smiled: "I don't believe that the Chinese tiger can hold out to Logut, he is a strong man of Poland, and countless warriors have died at his hands." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry. If Federo had seen the tiger's record, I'm afraid you wouldn't have said that. Huang Shilang nodded and said with a smile.

The middle-aged man observed for a while, and said to Huang Shilang: "Fourth young master, this old man is not simple. It's amazing, and it looks like he's the same as that Mark, there must be something special. ”

"Is there anything special about that Mark?" Huang Shilang asked strangely.

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said: "There should be something special about the natural body, which causes Mark's muscle strength to be slightly greater than that of a person of the same degree, otherwise, when Zhang Ben's arms skyrocketed, Mark should have been suppressed a long time ago, but the young master also saw it, at that time, Zhang Ben went all out, and he was only wrestling with Mark, and in this, I'm afraid there are other weirdness, I can't think of it for a while." ”

Of course, middle-aged people won't know that Mark actually has two sound and powerful hearts, this kind of guy, born with divine power, is not comparable to ordinary people at all.

If Zhang Ben hadn't had the cheat of the Fountain of Life, under the circumstances, he would only have been abused.

The particularity of Ivan the polar bear, the middle-aged man also figured it out, and the general judgment was that the reaction speed of this old hairy man was faster than that of the masters present.

And Ivan's power is just as strong, which is a more troublesome thing.

Federo was quite excited at this time, he liked to see powerful gladiators appear, and preferred the thrill of killing them, the more this happened, the more the thrill of conquest.

He was a little impatient to send Logut. Aryev's impulsiveness.

Lyon, who was killed just now, was a gladiator of a French tycoon, a French tycoon, a member of the French Mundiag family, named Renault, which sounded like the name of a French car.

Lyon's death was a matter of course, but the French tycoon seemed to be very unhappy with the Georgians, so he made another appointment.

Just like Zhang Ben, Ivan the polar bear returned to the venue halfway back, his face expressionless.

He was shirtless, snow-white, covered with scars and gunshot wounds, wearing a pair of snow army trousers, a pair of army combat boots, and blue pupils, and no emotion in his eyes.

It was as if his facial muscles had been torn apart, and he seemed to be cold and indifferent to everything.

"Haha, that guy Renault seems to have a bit of a bad relationship with Kirilenko. Let's see, who else is there this time? Oh, Kaczynski, well, it's Logut's compatriots. Also a Pole. ”

Kaczynski is also a strong man, much taller than Ivan, maybe in a posture of 1.99 meters, about two meters, but his arms are a little disproportionate, and he looks very short and thick, of course, this is compared to his figure.

This guy also had a great record on the Daphne, but he didn't fight Logut.

The timing is staggered.

This guy has a nickname on the Daphne, and people who like him call him "Diamond".

It means that he is as hard as a diamond.

In addition, the martial arts he practiced were Persian martial arts, which may still be mastered in some parts of Iran and Afghanistan, but they are about to disappear, and this kind of fighting art is more demanding for precision strikes. After all, in ancient warriors, the priority was weapons, and unless there was really no way, they would consider using hand-to-hand combat. And Persian fighting techniques were still very sharp during the ancient Persian Empire.

At least during the expansion of the Persian Empire, it was once imposing. It is also a fighting technique practiced exclusively by the Persian Emperor's Guard, which is of great significance.

Of course, after all martial arts have stood the test of time, it must be optimized and improved to cope with the development and change of the environment.

This is like Zhang Dekun's self-created Tiger Five Kicks, and Zhang Degong's Self-created Tiger Three Catches.

These are all responses to changes in the game.

The Persian martial arts are very flexible, and there are many subtle steps, which are the essence of the battlefield, but it is certain that very few have been handed down.

A lot of things have been figured out and deduced by later generations, which is actually a very bad thing.

When Kaczynski appeared in the arena, the cheers around him skyrocketed, which surprised Zhang Ben, who knew that this gladiatorial battle should be watched carefully, no matter who wins in the end, this process will definitely benefit him a lot.

"That old man is so tall."

Niu Sanlu said in surprise.

"It's flexible, though." Zhang Ben judged, "His muscles are not stiff, they are very active, and they seem to be much smarter than those muscles." ”

"But that white-skinned old man just now seems to be very strong, and it's really hard to say who can win."

Niu Sanlu observed Zhengse and said.

Zhang Ben judged in his heart: This polar bear Ivan's reaction speed was too fast just now, and his eyes couldn't keep up, but it seems that although his strength is great, his explosive power is still not enough, if he resists hard, he should be able to resist. But speaking of which, it's really rare to see a guy with explosive power like Mark.

Looking at Kaczynski again, it was clear that this was the same experienced guy. And with the same calmness, his gaze fell on Ivan's face, and it wasn't until they got closer that the pupils of the two changed.

There is no doubt that no matter how calm a guy is, he has to be stern in the face of a strong opponent.

"It seems that this Ivan should know Kaczynski's methods, which can make him change color, and he should be very strong."

At this time in Renault. In Mundiag's room, the handsome Parisian-born man wears a white suit, but now seems to have taken off his clothes, just a black waistcoat, and stands in front of the railing, with a cigar in his mouth, a jeweled ring on his finger, and a pocket watch in his left waistcoat pocket.

He placed his gold-rimmed glasses on the table, and next to him a woman in a leopard skin skirt was wrapping her arms around his arms and squeezing them with her full breasts.

Handsome but very mature, this French man should be very popular with women.

He has a caterpillar-like beard on his upper lip, which makes him look more surnamed.

Kirilenko's room happened to be opposite him, and the big Georgian fat man raised his middle finger to this side, and Renault cursed in his heart: Dead fat pig.

Kaczynski, a Pole who had also served in the army, knew how lethal the fighting techniques of the Soviet army were, which were all aimed at killing opponents. In the past eighty years of Lao Maozi, it seems that he really has no intention of capturing his opponent.

Generally, the enemy is killed by all of them, or directly tortured to death.

When the Soviet troops marched into Berlin, they were already very good at showing their scumbag surname. Of course, this is a very normal thing.

"Kaczynski and Ivan. Which one is more powerful? ”

Federo's eyes widened feverishly, this guy who has an unusually fanatical interest in gladiatorial tournaments is as crazy as the emperor of ancient Rome, and Federo in a normal state is completely like two people, so that Huang Shilang is really speechless.

The middle-aged man asked Huang Shilang: "Young master, don't you bet?" ”

Huang Shilang raised his eyebrows: "Old Sun, do you know who is more powerful?" ”

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "I don't know much about the techniques of foreign devils, except for those in Southeast Asia, I still know a little bit, these people can't understand it." But I don't know, someone knows. ”

Huang Shilang was stunned for a moment, sighed, and turned around and said: "It's not fair, you go and ask Zhang Ben to see, who will win this game." "Standing behind is the senior brother of Niu Sanlu, Zhou Buping of the Three Emperors, in fact, Qian Buhuan accepted him as a disciple at the beginning, and changed his name to Qian Buping, and then the people around Qian Buhuan really scolded him so badly, this grandson let the apprentice use his original name.

Zhou Buping is tall and has lost some weight, but his methods are powerful, and he abuses his master like a child, but he has to admit that Qian Buhuan, a loser, is not very good, and it is really powerful to take an apprentice.

Zhou Buping nodded and went out to Zhang Ben.

"Senior brother, why are you here?" Niu Sanlu asked.

Zhou Buping smiled and arched his hand towards Zhang Ben and said, "Brother Zhang, the fourth young master asked you, who do you like in this scene?" ”

Zhang Ben sighed, then thought for a moment, and said, "That polar bear, Ivan." ”

Zhou Buping nodded, and then raised a finger at the entrance of the passage. One finger indicates Ivan, and two are Kaczynski.

When Huang Shilang saw it, he said, "Just go down Ivan, 20 million." ”

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, if you have money, you have confidence, don't be soft-hearted when it's time to start.

Federo next to him looked at Huang Shilang strangely: "Huang, how do you know that Ivan will definitely win?"

"Guess." Huang Shilang spread his hands and didn't care. This made Federo a little entangled, and said with a smile: "Then I won't follow you, I'll go down Kaczynski." ”

Several Indian and Chinese billionaires in the room were a little surprised, this is purely a gamble, and it has nothing to do with eyesight.

But it was still the silent Indian thick-lipped young man, and he followed Huang Shilang, also 20 million.

This made Huang Shilang and the others look at him, he is a descendant of the Ambani family, he has been sitting here without speaking, not even talking to his Indian compatriots, he is simply a muffled pervert.

But now, except for Huang Shilang Federo in the room, only he has not lost in consecutive bets, I have to say, it is amazing.

When--a bell rings.

Kaczynski's left arm is bent, with his forearm protecting his heart, and his right arm is slightly outward, with his legs bent at the knees, and he looks uncharacteristic.

Ivan moved, but he was just going in circles, and it was like a walk.

The head and shoulders are angled, and the body looks from Kaczynski as if it were looking at the person from the side, and the front cannot be seen.

After about fifteen seconds of stalemate, Kaczynski attacked, and his fist was swung out, and the route of this punch was actually very strange, like a straight punch not like a straight punch, like a hook punch but not like a swing fist, like a swing punch like a swing punch, like a punch along the edge of a big banana.

At the same time, Kaczynski's fist still has a spinning force, which is not very distinctive if it is placed in Taizu's long fist, but such a strange punch is really a bit confusing.

The characteristic of Persian martial arts is actually very simple, that is, precision, and it is extremely accurate to hit any position.

Kaczynski aimed for Ivan's temple, and if the punch hit, Ivan would definitely be knocked out. And his punch speed is very fast, judging by the speed of his punches, the punch power is at least around five hundred kilograms.

But a surprising scene occurred.

As if he had known this was going to happen, the big white bear tilted his head to the left, then squatted down and then to the right to stand up, while his arms suddenly wrapped around Kaczynski's arm, and then with a low roar, he threw Kaczynski out.

With a bang, it hit the ground and kicked up a cloud of dust.

Ivan immediately rushed over, wanting to deal with Kaczynski directly on the ground, but the Polish strong man's legs suddenly lifted, wrapped around Ivan's waist, clamped Ivan's movements, and the whole person seemed to be hanging on Ivan's body, and then the abdominal muscles bulged, and the whole person was like a sit-up, a violent head hammer.

With a bang, the heads of the two hit together, and blood immediately flowed out of the heads of the two, and the people around them immediately shouted loudly, and the tourists shouted frantically.

Zhang Ben sighed secretly in his heart: This Pole should be cut off on the spot, which is really powerful.

However, Ivan took two steps back, as if he did not stand firmly, and immediately stood still, at this time his arms and Kaczynski's arms were entangled, and the two wrestled for a while, Kaczynski suddenly felt Ivan's arm quickly pull out of his arm entanglement, and then clicked, Ivan was as fast as lightning, and his palm grabbed Kaczynski's two fingers, which was to break it hard.

Ga!

The voice was crisp and loud, and after people saw it on the big screen, they felt that their fingers hurt so much.

Some people are blinded and excited, while others close their eyes and can't bear to look at it.

Compared to this, it is a little strange that those who can't bear it have no pressure to kill their opponents in blood.

Kaczynski screamed, and then it turned out to be another headbutt, once! Twice! Three times!

It's more barbaric than that!

However, although Ivan's head was hit and bleeding, his eyes were still extremely cold, just like his nickname "White Bear", he was a Siberian cold current, and his eyes could be cold to the bone.

The vision of the two of them may be a little blurry, but Ivan doesn't seem to care, suddenly, there was a very horrifying scene on the big screen, Ivan's fingers pinched Kaczynski's lower body, and then grabbed it hard, Kaczynski howled, lost the strength of his legs, and the whole person was about to fall, but Ivan did not stop, but pulled harder!

The moment Kaczynski landed, Ivan's fingers were inserted into his throat, using his weight to penetrate Kaczynski's neck.

This is the fatal move of the fighting skills of the Soviet army, the knife pierces the throat.

Ivan, who was standing there and staggering, rubbed his head, blood wet his left eye, he opened one right eye and glanced at it, then threw the bloody thing in his hand on the ground, his military boots stepped on the blood, and slowly returned to his compartment, silent, like a silent white giant bear on the ice field.

(To be continued)