There was no dodge, no blocking, when Feng Tianhao's punch attacked, Tang Lang punched and met it brazenly.

From the audience's point of view, Tang Lang's punch was neither fast nor urgent, but it came first.

The two clenched fists just touched together without any fancy touch.

The microphone outside the challenge platform clearly transmitted the voice in the field, "Bang! There was a muffled sound that made the roots of my teeth sour.

And this voice, almost everyone's eyelids couldn't help jumping slightly, it was not a mecha fight, it was a fist smashing! How much does it hurt?

That must have hurt! After the two fists touched, Feng Tianhao, who jumped back two times in a row without making his legs, gave the answer with practical actions.

Feng Tianhao held his arm that had just touched Tang Lang's fist with one hand, and looked at Tang Lang who was standing with his fist again in disbelief in his eyes.

He couldn't explain how much it hurt at that moment, but he knew that he was defeated, defeated, and it was when the opponent only threw one punch.

Although he didn't want to admit it, as a fighting master, he knew very well that the man covered in scars had far more skills than him, and if he was placed on the battlefield, ten of himself would not be enough for him to kill. Tang Lang's punch that came first not only blocked his punch, but also violently dislocated his shoulder under the surging power that he couldn't match.

Among them, in addition to the absolute advantage of strength, there is also a combination of many factors such as speed and reaction.

Of course, he knew what was going on in his heart, but if he had to admit that he had lost with just one move, Feng Tianhao couldn't say anything, beads of sweat rolled down Feng Tianhao's forehead, his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

And the Central Intelligence Brain is not busy making decisions when Feng Tianhao still has a certain combat ability, whether to fight or admit defeat is decided by Feng Tianhao himself.

"You're actually pretty good, and you're just dislocating your right arm with 80 percent of my strength, and you're more powerful than I estimated." Tang Lang suddenly spoke. "Don't be stingy and think that I am playing some kind of contempt after victory, back then, the elite of the Southwest Military Region only talked about fighting, and when I said second, no one dared to say first."

Feng Tianhao, who had already heard Tang Lang's words of stabbing "humiliation", turned from white to red, but when he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but be stunned.

If the elite of the Southwest Military Region says second, no one dares to call it first, what kind of pride is this? But it seems that only such a character can make him, the top three in the free fighting of the entire Qingyu Academy, lose with one punch! Regardless of whether Tang Lang's words were bragging, in short, it made the loser feel a lot more comfortable, and the frustration was not so strong.

And the crowd outside the stadium was stunned.

What do you mean? It's just a hard punch, why is he the number one in the Southwest Military Region? If you want to brag, you have to wait until the fight is over, and if you win, let's talk about it!

"You've won!" Feng Tianhao's face changed instantly, and he finally admitted it in person. "Free fighting, you are indeed too much better than my generation, please advise me if you have the opportunity!"

The audience was in an uproar!

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway, but there is only one trick, and then the third-year student in the top three of the academy's free fighting program stepped back and held his arm, which has no chance to watch the door at all, and then, he said that he lost. That's it, there is even a sentence that surpasses my generation too much, this is the rhythm of a punch?

Could it be that it is enough to say that he is the number one in the Southwest Military Region? Pretending to be forced can scare off the opponent, so everyone should learn to pretend to be forced.

At a time when many people were angry and roared out of the "fake fight", the judgment of the Central Intelligence Brain was also displayed on the central screen: the challenger Feng Tianhao, with a dislocated right arm, only 70% of the combat power remained, negative; The challenged Tang Lang, undamaged, wins.

The noisy scene is quiet. Except for a very few people with good eyesight, it was only then that people knew the real reason.

It turned out that Tang Lang's punch was as powerful as this.

With one punch, he dislocated the long-trained arm of a fighting master with hundreds of pounds of boxing power, so how much strength does he have? 800 pounds? Or 1000 pounds?

"Brother Tang Lang, is it really the first in your Southwest Military Region?" Jiang Bao couldn't help but take a breath: "If I have a chance, I will also ask him for a lesson or two." ”

"I don't know if it's the first." The fat man grinned triumphantly. "All I know is that he pulled up a 100-kilogram tensioner in the eight-gravity chamber!"

"800 kg of upper limb strength 。。。。。。" Jiang Leopard whispered with a toothache: "Then when I didn't say it!" ”

"Then the buddy can also pull 400 kilograms!" Fat man shows off himself.

Jiang Bao gritted his back molars and nodded: "That can barely fight a dozen." ”

"Beat the peat! Lao Tzu doesn't fight in the nest, you are neither a Jeppen devil nor a girl! What good can it do to win the battle against Lao Tzu. The fat man said that he never did thankless work.

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Staring at Tang Lang, who slowly put on his shirt on the stage, Wen Beinan's eyes were cold. He may have thought that Tang Lang would win, but he never thought that Tang Lang would win in such a completely crushing way, and he would win so suddenly. However, no matter how powerful a person is, he will not be powerful in everything, they are three people after all, at least they have advantages in different fields.

"In the second game, the third-year students of our mecha department choose mecha actual combat, the academy stipulates that no weapons shall be used, and those who are damaged by more than 60% of the mecha will be judged to lose, can the junior accept it." Wen Beinan glanced at Zhou Jinjin, and after seeing the latter's solemn nod, he raised his voice and asked Tang Lang, who was still on the stage.

"Yes!" Tang Lang nodded, and walked down to the platform for the time being.

It was only at this time that the freshmen of the Department of Mechanical Repair could be regarded as reacting, and the cheers shook the sky. Tang Lang not only won, but also won so cleanly and neatly, which made them proud.

But what excites the freshmen even more is that they can finally see the legendary mecha in action, just a week after enrollment. And now, they are just super rookies, not to mention any control, even the vast majority of mecha entities have only touched a few handfuls during the training class.

In fact, because of the development of the network, 80% of the mecha battles are carried out in the network, which not only avoids the damage of the mecha, but also avoids the casualties of the mecha division. Even all the battles in the Qingyu Military Academy Mecha Competition, except for the top 8, are held in the battle network, and only by entering the top 8 can you have the opportunity to control the mecha battle.

For the soldiers, they naturally prefer mecha actual combat, and the sparks of the huge steel monster touching the steel in reality can best stimulate the spread of hormones.

Hundreds of years ago, during the war between the Federation and Jeppen, a general of the Southwest Federation once said: The best place for a soldier is to lie in the wreckage of the mecha and look up at the galaxy!

The romance of the bright galaxy mixed with the magnificence of the ancient human "horse leather shroud" has inspired generations of soldiers to wear olive green and rush to the battlefield.

And the mecha is the most loyal comrade-in-arms of the warrior, you save me, you die and I die!

Of course, if you choose a mecha to fight, you need to endure more real damage caused by overload and vibration on the body than in the virtual cabin, which is even more dangerous than free fighting without any protective measures.

In the previous academy mecha competitions, there have been students who have suffered heavy injuries due to damage to the cockpit over the years, so in the top 8 competitions, there will be senior mecha masters driving mecha around as referees, but its greater role is to save the defeated students when the students can't control the damage.

And the challenge platform will not be an exception, after Zhou Jinjin chooses the mecha to fight and Tang Lang also accepts it, the Central Intelligence Brain will randomly select a senior mecha master from the tutors of the whole academy to arrive at the scene.

The senior mecha master who was notified and rushed over by the Central Intelligence Brain was none other than Zhen Xiaoxiong, the counselor of the Department of Mechanical Training.

Seeing Zhen Xiaoxiong striding into the challenge platform area, the two sides who were about to fight were a little weak in their hearts. On one side is his students, and all of them run to the challenge platform to "wave" with Tang Lang at night, and there is always a sense of weakness and weakness that they are caught by the tutor if they don't do their jobs; On the other hand, not to mention, the third-year students collectively "bullied" a first-year "freshman" in the Department of Mechanical Training, and as a result, the counselor came to be the referee, so is it better to win? Or is it better not to win? Besides, Tang Lang, is it really a freshman? One punch can knock out the top three characters in the academy's free fighting, that's it.

In short, Zhou Qianjin involuntarily broke cold sweat on his forehead.

"I said, why are they all so familiar?" Zhen Xiaoxiong looked at a group of familiar faces on the lookout platform, and snorted lightly: "Since you are so energetic, you will give Lao Tzu the entire five-kilometer course after the fight!" ”

"Yes!" Hundreds of people at the scene agreed in unison, but they were quietly relieved in their hearts.

A five-kilometer stretch is still within the acceptable range.

"If Tang Lang fails, within a month, one five kilometers a night." Zhen Xiaoxiong continued.

Full 。。。。。。

Brother, if you don't win, we'll all be finished! The freshmen of the mechanical repair department looked at Tang Lang with an unprecedentedly blazing gaze.

"Tang Lang, you will win!" The fat man screamed hoarsely in tears.

It's just to cut a few radishes and make a little money by the way, so why are you still doing this!

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

The deafening sound was twice as loud as before, and it was more than 500 people who had completely exerted their strength to feed! In contrast, the voices of the more than 200 members of the elite group were completely obliterated to the point that they could not be heard.

At this time, the challenge platform half a meter high above the ground sank to the ground, and the three basic mecha Qin Samurai, the latest service of the Federation, rose from the ground to the ground, painted in red, blue and black.

Red and blue are naturally the two sides of the battle, and black is the referee mecha.

The two men who had already changed into combat suits entered the mecha, and as the cuirass closed, the energy engine of the mecha started the mech almost simultaneously and began to self-test.

"Junior brother, I can remind you, I have more than 400 hours of experience in controlling the Qin Warrior physical mecha, if you don't feel like you can do it later, remember to speak, so as not to enter the medical cabin and delay tomorrow's schoolwork!" Zhou Jinjin's voice came through the microphone.

The seemingly well-intentioned reminder is tinged with a hint of arrogance.

Of course, he has arrogant capital, more than 400 hours of mecha practice, not to mention in the academy, even in the army, he can be regarded as a veteran.

"Thank you for reminding mecha, Qin Warrior Mecha, I have relatively little contact." Tang Lang's voice came out.

In the mecha that no one could see, the pride on Zhou Jinjin's face was even stronger. Sure enough, as he expected, Tang Lang, who was extremely strong in fighting, mostly belonged to the heavy infantry, and mecha should be his weakness.

At this time, the soft voice of the central brain sounded.

"Mecha actual combat, begin!"

"I usually use it for Tang Warriors!" The red Qin warrior stepped out.

The audience was thrilled!