After choosing a place, Yang Yi glanced at Dong Ping, who was still excited, and said lightly: "How do you want to fight?" ”

"How else can you fight? Of course it'......" Dong Ping said, gesturing his fist, which means that he is saying: It must be a bare-handed fight.

Yang Yi nodded clearly, and then stepped forward, lunged and pressed his legs, and put his hands forward and backward, posing a classic martial arts move: 'The lion opens his mouth'.

"Okay, but I'm going to die......" Dong Ping was also gearing up, with both arms and legs, he seemed a little impatient.

There is no way, in the military region, except for the special forces and that place, Dong Ping can already be regarded as a first-class master, the special forces fight all year round, even if he returns to the army, he spends most of his time training, and it is very difficult for Dong Ping to find an opponent.

Hearing Dong Ping's angry roar, he gave himself a strong momentum, and he slammed his feet hard, and the stones he stepped on flew over, as if he was making a movie.

He flew up at an angle of more than 20 degrees, and when he was only two meters away from Yang Yi, he suddenly supported the ground with his palm, did a somersault, and kicked the soles of his feet towards Yang Yi's front door.

Soldiers have always left no room for action, and the means are mainly to kill, which is not to say that they are executioners and murderers, but systematic training is like this, if there is the slightest mercy, it will be fatal on the battlefield.

Yang Yi wanted to point out his skills, naturally it was impossible for him to use all his strength and suppress it to the third-level elite, so that even if he defeated Dong Ping, he would not be seriously injured.

Dong Ping's move changed so quickly that Yang Yi had a brief moment of shaking, the latter thought that he would use his fist as an attack weapon, but he never thought that it would suddenly turn into a leg.

The attack was fierce, Yang Yi was naturally unwilling to resist, he leaned slightly, flashed Dong Ping's powerful kick, one arm suddenly covered Dong Ping's kick, and the other arm still turned into an elbow, and with a soft drink, it smashed against Dong Ping's leg.

Yang Yi's fighting is rich, and almost every part of his body can be used as a weapon to use his knees against his elbows, which is definitely not what Dong Ping wants to see.

His calf suddenly exerted force, and Yang Yi's feet were unstable, almost crushed to the ground by his sudden change of move, while at the same time, Dong Ping's other leg swept in, aiming directly at Yang Yi's lower abdomen.

'Knock ......'

Yang Yi stomped his feet slightly, his legs bent, and he actually passed through the gap between Dong Ping's two legs, but before he could stand firmly, Dong Ping kicked over again.

'Smack......'

Yang Yi's palm had to be blocked in front of the door, and it was docked with Dong Ping's soles without accident, and the strong force forced both of them to take a small step back.

Qi and blood are a little surging, Dong Ping is tall and big, although he only has the strength of the peak of the second-level elite, but because of his weight, it is almost equal to the strength of Yang Yi's third-level elite.

One is down, the speed of changing moves is jaw-dropping, but in just a few seconds, you have used several moves back and forth, this is the battle between the strong.

No one got any benefits, Yang Yi knew that the other party was also a difficult bone to gnaw, he stretched his hands, pinched and crackled, and said lightly: "Do you know how to grapple?" ”

"Grab?!" Dong Ping shook his head in confusion, "It seems that I have learned some ......"

There must be grappling skills in the troops, after all, how can you grab the white blade empty-handed when facing a gangster with a firearm? That's where the grappling comes into play.

However, those are all things in the elementary stage, and there are many things to learn in the army, and if you want to learn a profound martial art, you can't get down in a few years.

Yang Yi nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I'll teach you what to grab today, just come and attack me, use your fastest speed and sharpest moves!" ”

"Good!" Dong Ping nodded heavily, and then shouted angrily, and the tyrannical fist pierced through the negligible barrier of the air, and instantly appeared in front of Yang Yi's eyes.

Yang Yi's feet slipped, his body leaned back slightly, and Dong Ping's fist opened a slight distance, his right hand reached out, and suddenly appeared next to Dong Ping's wrist, and then a strong force poured out, forcing Dong Ping's fist to inevitably change the offensive line.

stopped only a few centimeters away from Yang Yi's chest, and it was difficult to advance a single centimeter.

Yang Yi flipped his wrist and grabbed Dong Ping's fist at once, and he said lightly: "This is capture!" ”

As he spoke, his arm holding Dong Ping's wrist was suddenly retracted, forcing Dong Ping to bow up, Yang Yi's left fist slammed out, and the force seemed to be great, but when it arrived in front of Dong Ping's door, it turned into a fluttering punch.

After patting Dong Ping's face, Yang Yi took a few steps back and said, "This is capture, capture is dead, take is alive, understand?" ”

Dong Ping nodded as if he didn't understand: "It's that simple?" ”

"Of course not, let's continue to ......," Yang Yi said, but this time he took the lead in attacking.

He first locked one of Dong Ping's arms, and then waited for him to break free.

Dong Ping seemed to know Yang Yi's plan, his locked arm was tensed to prevent being broken by Yang Yi, his body suddenly flipped over, and an elbow smashed into Yang Yi's temple.

A hint of relief flashed in Yang Yi's eyes, this kid's understanding is not bad, seeing that his elbow attacked, Yang Yi blocked it with his arm, and then his arm turned outward, just like the master Zhang Sanfeng's specialty "Winding Silk".

The arm was soft and alive like a snake, three times and two times, and it actually locked Dong Ping's other arm.

"Ah......" Dong Ping screamed, both arms were buckled, and with his back to Yang Yi, he had almost no weapons that could exert his strength.

Dong Ping's eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, his two arms were tightly tensed, and he actually wanted to do a somersault, turning passive into active and pressing Yang Yi to the ground. But in doing so, he is likely to pay the price of dislocating both arms, which is undoubtedly heavy.

Yang Yi saw his intentions, and couldn't help but sigh that the soldiers were really iron-blooded men, and they could be ruthless to themselves to such a degree.

He hurriedly lifted one leg, and one knee arched on Dong Ping's waist pole, the waist is a very peculiar part, no matter how much strength is accumulated, when others touch your waist, the strength will be released.

Dong Ping was no exception, being pushed by Yang Yi like this, he suddenly felt as if the strength in his body had been taken away, his legs were weak, and he almost didn't kneel on the ground.

"Convinced?!" Yang Yi tightly locked Dong Ping's two arms and asked with a smile.

didn't think about it, Dong Ping said angrily: "I don't accept it, what kind of crooked way are you, you have the ability to punch me in a dignified manner!" ”

"Hey, how is this crooked?" Yang Yi was very depressed, what we showed was very clever fighting skills, and it was crooked and evil in your mouth, so ignorant of goods, "Do you want to compare with me whose strength is greater?" ”

"Yes, do you dare?" Although Dong Ping is simple-minded, he can still use the method of agitation.

"Cheng, isn't it just a punch with you? Then convince you! ”

Yang Yi said, and then let go of Dong Ping, this kid, if you don't reach the Yellow River, you won't die, you won't hit the south wall, you won't look back, you won't cry if you don't see the coffin, in short, it's just two words, fuck!

The two stood still, each other was rapidly accumulating the strength of their bodies, and in about a few seconds, Dong Ping had already pinched the green tendons in his fist, and shouted angrily, without any fancy straight punches directly to Yang Yi.

"Hmph, I can't do it!" Yang Yi snorted coldly, and raised his fist at the same time, although it looked weak, but in fact, it implied a bit of ingenuity, once Dong Ping touched it, it would burst out with strong strength.

'Bang ......'

A dull voice sounded, neither of them moved a bit, Dong Ping was secretly funny, it turned out that this kid was also an embroidered pillow, and he looked amazing, but it was actually not bad.

I didn't feel much power in this fist, it was just ...... Why wasn't he knocked away by such a punch from us?

As soon as this doubt arose, Yang Yi's fist suddenly surged with uncontrollable force, and Dong Ping only felt as if he had been attacked by a violent wind, and was directly thrown high.

He flew out more than ten meters away and did several somersaults in the air, so that he could maintain his balance at the moment of landing, however, such a strong punch also forced him to directly crush a stone under his feet the moment he landed.

'Click-Click-Click......'

The sound was endless, Dong Ping looked down, and cracks appeared on the stones under his feet, which were denser than spider webs, and finally crumbled directly into slag.

Damn, that's awesome!

Dong Ping only had one thought in his heart at this time, is this the power that a person can achieve? He thought to himself that it would be okay to smash the extremely fast brick with a punch, but with the remaining force to knock the person away, Dong Ping asked himself that he couldn't do it.

"You...... What level the hell?! "Dong Ping has reached the point of horror, just now he thought that Yang Yi might just be a third-level elite, but now it seems that it is far more than that.

Yang Yi clapped his fists, put his hands behind his back, and pretended to be forced: "It's not high, it's just the peak of the fourth-level elite......

"Hiss......" Dong Ping took a sharp breath of cold air, the peak of the fourth-level elite still said that he was not tall, you don't look as old as me, how can I, who is twenty-five years old, still hovering between the second-level elite and the third-level elite?

A very crazy thought suddenly rose in Dong Ping's heart, and he looked at Yang Yi's gaze flickering, full of some kind of complicated information.

Yang Yi was furious in his heart when he looked at him, and forced him to calm down: "What, don't look at me like that, I'm leaving......"

As he spoke, he ran away without wanting to stay for a moment.

But just after running a distance of more than ten meters, there was a dull sound behind him, ...... bang, as if something had fallen to the ground, he looked back suspiciously, and suddenly found that Dong Ping, who was originally about 1.9 meters, had become much shorter, only a little more than one meter left.

Yang Yi looked fixedly, Nima, startled, Dong Ping was kneeling for him.

"Damn, what do you mean?!" Yang Yi hurriedly ran over and pulled him up.

Although Yang Yi is sometimes arrogant, he also knows that it is a difficult thing to accept to bear the bow of a man, what should I do if I lose my life? !

"Master!" Dong Ping suddenly raised his head and shouted.