Geng Li finished his work, patted the big slap of the pu fan and gestured to the four whip-wielding soldiers, and the four of them walked quickly behind the bull, picked up the long whip in their hands and whipped it hard at the ox's buttocks.

Bang bang - the long whip fell firmly on the cow's belly, the four bullocks let out a moo moo under the pain, strode forward with their hooves, the iron chain dragged on the ground suddenly straightened, the pull produced by the four cows was so strong, there were a few exclamations from the audience on the sidelines, Geng Li pulled a bullock with his hands and feet, the expression on his face was relaxed, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Bang Bang - the long whip kept throwing on the cow's belly, and the four cows spread their hooves and rushed forward, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pull Geng Li, one person pulled the four big buffaloes that rushed forward, and it seemed that there was no skill, but this divine power was enough to make the elites in the army deeply impressed, I don't know who shouted hello, and the applause and cheers rang out.

"Get up!" Geng Li's eyes widened, he opened his mouth in vain and let out a loud shout, his arms were retracted, and the two big buffaloes were pulled back a few steps, and the soldiers stopped their whips at the same time and retreated far away.

Geng Li's feet turned like a grinding plate, and his arms pulled the iron chain upward, and the two big buffaloes were picked up by him, and whirred - the big buffalo lifted its hooves off the ground, and hung in the air two feet above the ground like grass and paper paste, so startled that their bull heads swayed wildly, and their mouths let out bursts of mooing and mooing.

The military elites in the audience stood up from their seats and slapped their palms hard, and many of them slapped their palms red. On the other hand, the faces of the special combat team members did not show much discoloration, many people know Geng Li, this guy is born with divine power, and the kung fu under his hands is usually tight, and the performance is extremely stylish, if he has brute force in actual combat, it may not be easy to use.

Ye Fei asked himself if he had a lot of strength, but Geng Li's ability to pick up the buffalo still caused him a lot of shock, and he stood up with an excited face and clapped his palms, applauding loudly in his mouth.

Zhang Feng immediately got up and pulled him, and said in a low voice: "Geng Li, this kid has brute force, he will wilt after holding on for three minutes, you are the number one trump card of our Dragon Tooth team, give him a clap and applaud." ”

"Three minutes?" Ye Fei frowned, and said in a deep voice: "It's already very good to pick up two cows and spin them for three minutes, okay, what's the big deal about clapping your hands?" ”

Zhang Feng glanced at it and said in a low voice: "Geng Li is a good person, and in terms of martial arts, he ranks last in the Shenlong Golden Shield, you look at the other teams, no one claps him." ”

The idea of respecting the strong of the Divine Dragon Golden Shield is deep-rooted, and it is even more powerful than in the regular army, Geng Li has a divine power but cannot last, and his kung fu is commonplace, and those who know him well will definitely not applaud.

Ye Fei turned his head and glanced at it, the people in the special combat team didn't seem to be interested in Geng Li's performance, and many people didn't even bother to take a look at the performance in the field, he ignored these, and continued to applaud, watching the performance was happy, and he clapped and cheered as he wanted.

Knock knock! The two big buffaloes were smashed to the ground, and they couldn't get up after flipping their bellies for a long time, and the two big buffaloes tied to the chains on Gengli's feet were also dizzy, lying on the ground and foaming at the mouth, he unhurriedly untied the chains, bowed to the audience, turned around and left quickly.

It took a lot of effort for the four GIs to get the buffalo to stand up and lead the cow out of the field.

A lean young man jumped into the arena, bowed his hand to the audience, and said in a voice like a bell: "Mao Xiaogang of the Dragon Scale Clan, perform flash spear skills for everyone." ”

As soon as the words fell, five soldiers with loaded guns came out of the entrance, they carried a metal plate about ten meters long and three meters high to the center of the field and put it down vertically, the metal plate was thin and soft, and was soon surrounded into a semi-arc, supported by a triangular bracket behind the metal plate, and one end was deeply rooted in the soil, so that even if it withstood a strong impact, it would not fall.

Mao Xiaogang walked leisurely to the inside of the arc and gestured to the five soldiers, who immediately took off the semi-automatic rifles behind their backs and walked out five meters away, turned around, and aimed the muzzles at his chest together.

When Ye Fei was in Binhai, he heard Su Mulin say that there are many masters in the army who can flash spear, but he didn't expect that there are also characters who are familiar with this skill in the Shenlong Golden Shield, and it seems that the next performance is very interesting.

Ye Fei didn't sit down, just stood and waited to watch the performance, Zhang Feng also took two steps forward from his seat and stood beside him, and said in a low voice: "Mao Xiaogang's flash spear technique is very unique, this kid is fast and fast, it is difficult for ordinary people to reach this realm, if you are interested, I can let that kid teach you." ”

Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look at Zhang Feng and asked, "Of course you're interested, are you very familiar with him?" "He's always wanted to learn how to shoot with a flash, and he can't ask for it if someone teaches him.

Zhang Feng said with a smile: "Not only is it very familiar, I worship him as a brother, if you want to learn and wait for the competition to finish, call me, in fact, I have also learned flash spear skills with him before, no matter how he teaches, he can only learn half a bucket of water, and learning flash spear skills also pays attention to talent." ”

Two gunshots rang out, Mao Xiaogang's figure in the field shook slightly, two bullets hit the metal plate behind him, and the soldiers picked up their semi-automatic rifles and pulled the trigger on him.

Da da da - the dense gunfire sounded like a shower, and the bullets flew like locusts around Mao Xiaogang, only to see him move left and right and flash under his feet, all the bullets missed, all of them hit the metal plate behind him, making a crisp and pleasant impact sound, and he didn't touch a hair after a shuttle.

Taking advantage of the time of the soldiers to change the magazine, Mao Xiaogang swept forward with an arrow step, turned out of his palm and held two daggers in his palm, his figure flashed like a ghost, and he swam around quickly in front of the soldiers, and a dazzling red line appeared on the necks of all the soldiers, and he never pulled the trigger again while holding the gun.

The dagger is something made of rubber, the edge of the blade is painted with red paint, if it is a real dagger, all the gun-wielding soldiers have been wiped off their necks, the highest level of flash spear is not to dodge the bullet, but to kill the enemy with the gun while successfully dodging the missile, the elite in the army in the audience are experts in playing with guns, and they know that it is impossible to survive in the face of an enemy like Mao Xiaogang, and the firearm may be a deadly weapon in the perception of ordinary people, but in the eyes of the real flash gun master, it is tantamount to a burning stick, Being able to practice the flash spear technique to this level makes them admire it in their hearts.

Bang Bang - Warm applause rang out and could not be subsided for a long time. The two performances before the start of the Shenlong Golden Shield Contest have deeply shocked the hearts of the audience, and they are full of expectations for the next big competition.