Sure enough, Hong Bin grabbed the second platoon leader's wrist and brought it into his arms, grabbed the belt with his other hand, squatted slightly with his legs, exerted force at his waist, roared angrily, and directly lifted the second platoon leader above his head and fell to the ground desperately.

"Emma!" Lei Yan covered his eyes in fright.

I don't have to fall this time, I don't dare to imagine what the consequences will be if I change to myself, I guess I have to get into the ambulance directly.

The second platoon commander is not an ordinary person, he has a golden bell hood, an iron cloth shirt to protect his body, and the ability to resist attacks in wheels, and the whole regiment is one of the best people.

I saw that after he landed, he quickly rolled forward for two weeks, one to unload his strength, and the other to avoid Hong Bin's continuous attacks.

How could Hong Bin stop there, he stepped forward with his long legs, raised his legs with one kick, and went straight to the chin of the second row.

If this kick is hit, even the bell jar will be seriously injured and unconscious.

Before the second platoon leader could stand up, he saw a kick coming, and quickly crossed his hands in front of his chest to protect his chin.

"Bang-"

With a muffled sound, a powerful kick was thrown on both arms, and the second platoon commander felt as if he had been hit by a car, and the whole person flew out upside down and fell to the ground.

Before he could react, he only felt a tightness in his waist, and was picked up by Hong Bin again and raised above his head again.

"It's over, brother!"

Hong Bin smiled, raised his right leg knee, and held the second row leader and smashed it into his knee.

This is a deadly trick, if it is smashed this time, it is a trivial matter to break the waist, and if you don't get it right, it will kill you.

The old cannon almost rushed up in a hurry, Lei Yan turned his face sideways and didn't dare to look at it, thinking that he should use some tricks to deal with such a big monster, but after thinking about it, he couldn't come up with a reason, so he could only be glad that he didn't play.

At this time, the second platoon leader suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Hong Bin's neck in the process of falling.

Due to the too much force, Hong Bin couldn't restrain his strength, and was led by the second platoon leader to bend down suddenly, and the two fell to the ground at the same time.

The second platoon leader turned over and got up, grabbed Hong Bin's wrist with a move, twisted his body, pressed his neck with his legs, and pressed his arms back with his thighs as the fulcrum, quickly making a cross and locking Hong Bin firmly.

How could Hong Bin obediently obey, struggling desperately, grabbing the ankle of the second row with his right hand and dragging it out.

Seeing that he refused to admit defeat, the second platoon leader suddenly exerted force and threw his arm back.

"Ahh

The severe pain made Hong Bin scream, kicking his legs and twisting his body, but he couldn't break free.

Once the cross-lock technique is done, it is difficult to break free, as long as the difference in strength is not too great, the arm can be easily broken.

After several struggles, Hong Bin finally couldn't bear the severe pain and reluctantly admitted defeat.

The second platoon leader let out a long breath, slowly let go of his hand, struggled to get up, and stretched out his hand to pull Hong Bin up, fully demonstrating the style of friendship first and competition second.

The comrades-in-arms of the reconnaissance company burst into warm applause, and several fighters of the second platoon rushed over to pick up the platoon commander.

This is also him, the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt is not blown out, and someone else would have fallen long ago.

Lei Yan stepped forward to take a look at the second platoon leader's injuries and found that the muscles on his body were only a few bruises, which were not even injuries.

Lei Yan couldn't help but sigh, the kung fu he had practiced by himself was amazing, and what fell from the sky was not trained hard after all.

Soon it was the turn of the old cannon to play, his opponent looked average, not tall, but very strong, wearing an elastic vest, the muscles on his arms were angular, his eyes were sharp, and he could see that he was also a practitioner.

Having said that, how can you stand out among more than a thousand people without any ability, and those who are qualified to participate in the battle on behalf of the company are all ruthless.

"Be careful! Monitor! ”

Lei Yan patted the old cannon on the shoulder and nodded at him.

The old cannon smiled slightly and walked into the arena with strong confidence.

The battle soon began, and the two had no extra nonsense, and quickly fought together with the idea of a quick victory.

The styles of the two are similar, they are both sharp and ruthless, wide open and close, there are no bells and whistles, they are all hard-hitting real kung fu.

Fist to fist, foot to foot, one move and one style, tiger and tiger.

Lao Pao has never practiced kung fu, and his fighting skills are all practiced in the army, but he is very talented.

If the same move is used by different people, it will exert different powers.

Just like the free fighting ring, the practice is all the same, once the fight starts, the judgment is made.

Lei Yan observed below for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although this opponent is highly skilled and powerful, his analysis of the situation is not as good as that of the old gun, and his understanding of moves is also not satisfactory.

At critical moments, he always made the opponent save the day because of the wrong moves, and he has suffered a dark loss after several attacks.

On the other hand, the old cannon is different, his combination of moves is coherent, without delay, once he gets the opportunity, it is a set of continuous onslaught, one move after another.

He seems to have incorporated the mysteries of Tai Chi into his martial arts.

When the opportunity is right, the opponent will cut off its roots, one move and one style, and run through it, such as the Yangtze River, gushing endlessly.

As expected, after several rounds of back-to-back attacks, the old cannon seized the opportunity, swung his opponent's arms, and slammed a punch on the bridge of his nose.

Then he jumped up, turned and kicked in the air, hit the chest, and made the opponent fly upside down with a powerful kick.

The old cannon stepped forward and stepped on his chest, and his right fist smashed down with a chilling fist wind.

Seeing this scene, Lei Yan hurriedly closed his eyes, unable to bear to see the scene of blood splashing.

However, the punch came to an abrupt halt within a centimeter of the tip of his opponent's nose.

"You've lost!"

The old cannon said lightly, stood up straight and saluted in the direction of the chief not far away, then glanced at the opponent, showed a smile, turned around and left the scene in a dashing manner.

"Well done!" Lei Yan ran forward and high-fived the old cannon in celebration.

"Don't be too happy, the next round won't be so easy to deal with."

The old cannon rubbed his fists, and the remaining two rounds were the time for the masters to duel.

As a veteran, Lao Cannon knows that the army is a place where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there are not a few people who have practiced martial arts, and no one dares to say that he is the strongest in terms of fighting.

He has never practiced kung fu, and to be honest, in the face of those real practitioners, he really has no bottom in his heart.

"Why don't I do it for you?"

Although Lei Yan witnessed the master's tricks and knew his gap, he was still itchy and always worried about showing his skills, on the other hand, he was still a little panicked in his heart, afraid that he would be beaten into a pig's head and embarrass the reconnaissance company after he went up.

So I was very entangled in my heart, hoping that Lao Pao would agree, and I hoped that Lao Pao would refuse, and I didn't know what I wanted.

"You're still resting, you can't hold on to three minutes in my hands, what are you doing up, are you being abused? You don't do that to death. The old cannon rolled his eyes.

Lei Yan smiled, and felt a lot more relaxed when he heard the old cannon's refusal.

Ten minutes later, the second round began.