On the field, the three fighters stood in a triangular position, Yang Zheng looked at the remaining two, his heart was a little settled, and he was not in a hurry to attack, the fierce battle just now also consumed a lot of physical strength, and the other two saw that Yang Zheng was physically exhausted, but he was not much better, exchanged glances with each other, and decided to continue fighting.

"Kill—" the two yelled, one left and one right, and pounced.

The soldiers only died in battle, and did not admit defeat. Yang Zheng looked at the two of them, there was a little more respect in his eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, he rushed towards one person, squatted violently, hit the other party's arms, and directly carried the other party, this is no longer a fight, like wrestling.

The person who was carried up was shocked, and smashed Yang Zheng's back, Yang Zheng's head was stuck in the opponent's armpit, out of reach, otherwise he would have to be stunned by the opponent's knife, worried about something happening, carrying the other party and rushing a few steps, seeing that he was about to reach the boundary line, he used his hand violently and directly pushed the other party out of the circle.

Another person chased after him, let it out, and slammed into Yang Zheng fiercely, intending to knock Yang Zheng out of the circle, Yang Zheng was hit by a lightning-like backhand, grabbed the opponent's belt, and his body was knocked up, but he grabbed the other party, and his arm borrowed force and was not knocked away.

Without waiting for the landing, Yang Zheng's body twisted violently, grabbed the opponent's hand and shook it hard, but the strength was not enough, and he failed to throw the other party out, and the other party was not a vegetarian, grabbed Yang Zheng's arm and rotated, and the two circled in place, just like wrestling with each other in circles, looking for opportunities.

Yang Zheng loosened his hands suddenly, grabbed them again, and changed places, the other party felt that his hands were paralyzed, and he couldn't use his whole body strength, and he was suddenly shocked, and before he could react, he felt that his body was flying, and he knew that it was over, and he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, almost.

The last person was thrown out by Yang Zheng, no one cheered, no one coaxed, everyone looked at Yang Zheng fixedly, their eyes were full of incredible expressions, almost a group fight, but they still failed, what kind of play is this? It looks like wrestling, but it doesn't look like it, it's all confused.

The person in charge of the competition came up and raised Yang Zheng's arm to signal the winner, only the captain and Gao Shou and others applauded warmly outside the field, and the others were still a little confused, the scene seemed a little embarrassing, Yang Zheng didn't care, retreated, and said to the snow lion who was full of excitement: "You are the fourth round, right?" It is estimated that it will be targeted. ”

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Snow Lion said nonchalantly.

"That is, if you are really targeted, there is no shame in losing." The raven laughed.

"No, let's fight for it, don't be looked down upon, do you see the happy look of the captain? If you two lose, you will probably be scolded to death when you go back. Yang Zheng deliberately frightened.

Snow Lion and Crow stiffened, their necks shrunk, looked at the captain with excitement in the distance, smiled bitterly, and said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of?" If you fight, you will lose a little more brilliance. ”

"Yes." Snow Lion and Raven hurriedly agreed.

"After going up, don't fight, if you can do, you can dodge, if you can't run more, stick to the back and then suddenly break out, directly hit the heavy hand and fight quickly, pay attention to the rational use of physical strength." Yang Zheng reminded in a low voice.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it." Snow Lion said depressedly.

"You're stupid, just don't hit the vital point." Yang Zheng reminded.

"Yes, I wrote it down." Snow Lion and Raven hurriedly agreed.

"There are no absolutes in everything, and you two will act when the time comes." Yang Zheng reminded.

The two nodded, at this time, the person in charge of the competition committee announced the start of the fourth round, everyone went on the field, and the snow lion deliberately stood at the edge of a queue after going up, with a harmless expression of people and animals, ready to slip away, and the person in charge of the competition committee decisively announced the start of the game.

Everyone roared and pounced on each other, it looked like a rugby game, the two forces collided together, fighting together, the snow lion did not rush forward, quickly took a few steps back, and then, several people angrily pounced up, as if there was a grudge, the snow lion was startled, realizing that it was targeted.

Obviously, some people saw that Yang Zheng and others won in a row and robbed others of their qualifications, and they were not convinced, Snow Lion was depressed, and a wave of blood rushed up, why? They are all hot-blooded soldiers, who doesn't have a temper?

"Kill-" Snow Lion's eyes sank, he was angry, he roared, and pounced on one person, the tiger didn't power to be a sick cat? Come on, who's afraid of whom.

"Die-" The opponent roared, his eyes widened, and he looked like he was going to eat people, and an uppercut came over, and he slammed into the snow lion's cheek.

The snow lion did not retreat but advanced, his head was deflected, avoiding the fatal blow, and his fist slammed over like lightning, the same hook, but it slammed into the opponent's arm.

The opponent hurriedly took a step back to avoid the attack, but the snow lion took an arrow step forward, and pressed up, and the hook that attacked turned into a grab, grabbed the meridians of the opponent's arm, and slashed with the other hand like lightning, hitting the opponent's neck, slashing one on the spot, and feeling a sharp pain in the back.

The snow lion was furious, his body spun violently, avoiding the powerful kick of the person who came up from the side attack, and then flipped over violently, almost leaning on the opponent's straight kick, and punched the opponent's armpit, the opponent instantly felt that his arm had no strength, and he was shocked.

"Kill-" Snow Lion hit a real fire, why, really think of himself as a bully? A punch slammed into a hole in the opponent's heart, but half of the force was collected.

The other party felt a cramping pain in his heart, he couldn't get up in one breath, fainted to the ground, if he didn't retract his strength, this punch might kill someone, hitting the acupoint and hitting the musculoskeletal are completely different, the snow lion stepped out with a diagonal step, avoided a person's attack, squatted down, and avoided an uppercut, and grabbed it with both hands.

A soldier was grabbed by the thigh, and felt a wave of paralysis sweep through his mind, and before he could react to what was going on, his body was overturned, and he couldn't control it at all, and he couldn't resist.

After the snow lion succeeded, he glared angrily, glanced at the audience, hehe sneered, with a strong fighting spirit, his confidence was greatly increased, his body jumped, and he pounced on the person who attacked, the other party quickly stopped, raised his leg and kicked, the snow lion hugged the opponent's foot, lifted it up, carried the opponent's leg on his shoulder, picked it up and shook it hard.

Such a warrior sadly found himself flying, knowing that it was over, and couldn't understand why he couldn't resist just now? Why can't you make a difference? What the hell is this?

The snow lion was a little excited and couldn't control his emotions, and pounced on the other person, forgetting Yang Zheng's reminder.

Many people were also angry when they saw this scene, and regarded the snow lion as a key object, and they surrounded them one after another, blocking all the retreats of the snow lion, and the snow lion realized that he was a little too excited and was targeted, but he didn't care, and roared excitedly: "Come on, fight-"

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