This time, the second platoon leader transferred, drew the weakest one, and stood there motionless after going up, and took three punches from the opponent, without even frowning.

Obviously, the opponent's strength is not enough to shake the kung fu of the iron cloth shirt, so there is no suspense, and the two attacks were hit in the head by the second platoon leader's punch, and he fell to the ground at that time, and I don't know how this guy advanced in the first round.

The old cannon was also lucky, the opponent's strength was slightly inferior to him, the two took turns to attack, and after a few rounds of fighting, the old cannon seized the opportunity, slashed at the back of the neck with a hand knife, and was carried away on the spot.

Only the last six people remained, and apparently, none of the lamps that have survived until now are fuel-efficient lamps.

The opponent of the third round of the old cannon was a tall and thin man, although this man did not look very strong, but he was covered in tendon meat, bronzed skin, muscular and angular, and there was not a trace of fat in sight.

The muscle contour is similar to that of Bruce Lee, don't look thin, but no one will doubt the explosive power contained in it.

The old cannon took a deep breath, shook off his coat, and shook his shoulders with his hands in fists, making a clicking sound at his joints.

The old cannon's figure looks stronger than his opponent, but he doesn't dare to take it lightly.

Anyone who has practiced martial arts knows that that kind of muscle can not be exercised by fitness, and at first glance it is from a kung fu family, or has been sent to learn martial arts since childhood.

The muscles that are trained by fitness are large and beautiful, but the density is not enough, and the ability to resist blows is not strong.

The muscles trained by this kind of martial arts practice are of moderate size and extremely dense, even if they are in a relaxed state, they are as hard as iron, and ordinary attacks are basically ineffective when smashed on the body, and this effect cannot be practiced in ten years.

The old cannon is secretly cautious, but he is still full of confidence on the surface, which is the basic quality of a soldier, no matter how strong the opponent is, he still has to maintain the belief that he will win.

With an order, the competition between the two began.

The old cannon did not attack, but slowly moved his steps to test the other party.

The opponent was equally cautious and did not make a rash move.

Both of them represent their respective companies, and neither of them wants to be eliminated at this time, so they are very careful.

After several trials, the old cannon took the lead in attacking, and a ground sweep only took the opponent's ankle.

The man quickly raised his leg to dodge the blow, then landed on the ground and leaped, slamming his knee into the old gun's chest.

"Muay Thai?" Lei Yan blurted out.

Are there still Muay Thai people in the army?

This kind of boxing method should be practiced from a young age, this person is ruthless, fast and accurate, and it is obviously not a showy that has been practiced for several years.

Could it be that he grew up in Thailand? After all, it is rare to practice Muay Thai in China since childhood.

"Don't be so surprised, the army is a big family, there are all kinds of talents, this is nothing, you will find that there are more people in contact with in the future, and there are many masters."

Chen Pai next to him mentioned the army, and there was a proud look on his face.

"Is the squad leader his opponent?" Lei Yan frowned slightly.

The force of this person's attack was much greater than expected, and after the old cannon blocked the blow, his arm trembled a little.

"Muay Thai isn't a big deal, it's just that this guy is really tough to deal with."

Chen Pai's face was solemn, and he obviously saw that the old cannon had suffered a loss.

With a successful blow, the man began a ****-like attack.

The old cannon looked extremely serious, his eyes were sharp, he blocked up and down, flashed and moved, and after several attacks, the opponent did not take advantage.

In Lei Yan's impression, he had never seen such a solemn look from the old artillery squad leader.

After blocking a powerful high whip leg, the old cannon rushed forward, suddenly attacked, changed the defense to the attack, hugged the opponent's waist, squatted slightly with both legs, and suddenly exerted force, pulling the onion on the dry ground with a move, and picked up the opponent.

I originally wanted to throw it back, but I didn't expect the opponent's legs to wrap around the waist of the old cannon.

In desperation, the old cannon had no choice but to carry his opponent on his shoulders, grabbed his belt with both hands, and tried to tear him off.

But the guy squeezed tightly, and raised his elbow to strike a blow at the head of the old cannon.

The old cannon suddenly felt dizzy, and his footsteps swayed slightly and he almost fell.

He knew in his heart that if this kind of attack came again, he would be useless.

So, the old cannon grabbed the opponent's waist with both hands, and suddenly threw himself forward, smashing on the ground.

The opponent was pressed under him, and the old cannon quickly raised his head, rode on the opponent, and slammed his right fist into the head.

The opponent was lying on the ground and could only block with his arms, while he raised his legs and grabbed the upper body of the old cannon and kicked backwards violently.

easily broke free from the control of the old cannon, then turned over, rushed to the front with an arrow step, hugged the old cannon's neck with both hands, and suddenly raised his knees, heading straight to the old cannon's chest.

In desperation, the old cannon had to bend down and block with his arms.

The powerful knee was like a hammer, hitting the old cannon's arm again and again.

After hitting the old cannon more than a dozen times in a row, the man suddenly pushed the old cannon away, jumped up, and struck a high whip leg, which was turned on the side of the old cannon.

This time, the old cannon was kicked more than three meters away, turned over in the air, and fell to the ground hard.

The old cannon was powerless to resist, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of ghosts.

He struggled to sit up, and by this time, everyone knew it was over.

Lei Yan and Chen Pai rushed over to bring the old cannon back.

But at the moment when Lao Pao sat up, the guy suddenly stepped forward and kicked Lao Pao in the chest.

The whole person flew out upside down, and before he landed, a mouthful of blood had spurted out.

"Bastard!"

Seeing this scene, Lei Yan's anger rushed straight to his head, he roared, flew forward, jumped in the air, his body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and his right leg was hung with a cold wind, and he kicked out blatantly.

The man raised his arms in front of him.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T The man took three steps back and steadied himself.

"What? One doesn't work, another one? The guy rubbed his wrist dismissively.

"Bastard, you're looking for death!"

Lei Yan was furious, squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, and was about to step forward with his fist.

"Leizi, don't be impulsive, send the old cannon to the infirmary first."

In front of so many leaders, Chen Pai was afraid that Lei Yan would make trouble, so he hurriedly dragged him down.

"Let me go, I must kill him today!" Lei Yan desperately shook off Chen Pai.

"The old cannon is still bleeding!" Chen Pai tugged at Lei Yan's collar and said angrily.

Lei Yan turned around and looked at the old cannon with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth, turned his head and pointed at the man's nose and said, "Boy, I remember you, after the game, I'll find you to practice alone!" ”

"Always with you!" The guy shrugged and walked away in arrogance.

Lei Yan looked at his back, his eyes almost burst into flames, and his fists creaked.

"Bastard, I'll never let you go."

Gritting his teeth and leaving a sentence, Lei Yan turned around and ran to the old cannon.

At this moment, the old cannon was in a trance, dizzy, and his chest was suffocated, as if there was a breath blocked in his throat, and he couldn't get out or get in.

Lei Yan and Chen Pai glanced at each other and quickly helped the old cannon up.

Lei Yan squatted down, Chen Pai helped the old cannon to Lei Yan's back, and ran towards the infirmary.