After about ten minutes, Xiang Yingying stopped his movements, took a towel from the shelf next to him and wiped the sweat on his body, and looked back at Mitte and Yang Fan.

"This is what you said about Yang Fan?" Xiang Yingying looked at Yang Fan and asked Xiaoter.

"That's right! That's this kid. Mitte's expression was very proud, but he found that Yang Fan was like a fool and didn't say a word, so he slapped the back of Yang Fan's head mercilessly, and scolded unhappily: "Are you stupid?" ”

"Oh! Item...... Xiang ......" Yang Fan's face was flushed, he stammered for a long time, and he didn't "come out"

"It's called Xiang Gui, and the hero just promised me to be the technical guide of the hero camp. That's not right! You don't usually like to talk, but you don't stutter either! Mitte asked Yang Fan in surprise, he didn't realize how nervous Yang Fan and Xiang Yingying were in the conversation.

However, Mitte didn't wait for Yang Fan's response, but Xiang Ying said with a smile: "Okay! Don't talk about him. I heard Coach Mitte say that you are now the most powerful in the hero camp, and even Fat Paper and Xiao Wu are not your opponents. ”

Yang Fan saw that Xiang Yingying's attitude was easy-going and there was no arrogance, so he slowly relieved his nervousness, but he still said very respectfully: "The main thing is that their main experience in the past two years is to cooperate with Coach Mitte to train new students. ”

Xiang Yingying smiled and nodded, he knew that not every martial arts athlete can be successful, as long as he finds what he likes to do. He also supported the gradual transformation of Fat Man and Xiao Wu into coaching functions.

"However, according to Coach Mitte, even if Fat Paper and Xiao Wu are at their peak, they will not be your opponents." Xiang Yingying said again.

When Yang Fan heard this, he smiled embarrassedly and didn't make a sound.

Seeing this, Xiang Yingxing's expression became very serious, and he frowned and said: "What's so bad about admitting this, you are ranked first in the hero battalion, that is, you are the first, you should tell me loudly that you are the first in the hero battalion." ”

"Ugh!" Yang Fan was stunned, a little at a loss.

"If you want to make a name for yourself in the world martial arts ring, in addition to having absolutely excellent fighting skills and strong will, you also have strong confidence, if you dare not admit loudly that you are the first in a small hero battalion, how can you compete with those world masters!" The more Xiang Yingying spoke, the louder he became.

At this time, Yang Fan was a little aggrieved, and muttered in a low voice: "Aren't I just humble!" ”

Who knows, this whispered muttering was caught by Xiang Yingying's sensitive hearing, and he immediately reprimanded in a louder voice: "Put away that set of hypocritical modesty!" There's no need for any hypocritical humility in the martial arts ring, and opponents and fans aren't going to look up to you just because you're modest. If you want your opponents and fans to agree, or even like you and love you! Modesty doesn't help in any way. The only thing you can do is prove yourself with victory after victory. You tell me now, is your strength the strongest now in the hero camp? ”

Yang Fan, who had already been reprimanded by Xiang Yingying's words, suddenly roared loudly: "Yes! No one in the hero camp is my opponent now, not even the super-heavyweight Agoura. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Xiang Yingying's mouth rose slightly, and he said with a wicked smile: "You are so confident? ”

This time, Yang Fan was no longer a hero, and shouted loudly: "Yes! No one in the Hero Battalion is my opponent. ”

"You seem to have forgotten me, knowing that I am also a member of the Hero Battalion." After Xiang Yingying finished speaking, he looked at Yang Fan, who was already stunned.

How can this be, you must know that you are the UFC light heavyweight champion and the top MMA master in the world! What about your festival?

Yang Fan sneered on his stomach, squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and after looking at Xiang Yingying very innocently, he looked at Mitte again, as if he was asking Mitte for help

Mitte watched it from the side, and saw Yang Fan looking at him pitifully, not helping, not saying anything, and schadenfrefreude smiled at Yang Fan.

Just when Yang Fan was standing like a dumb goose and didn't know what to say, Xiang Yingying suddenly said: "Okay! Since you said that you are the best in the Hero Battalion, let's have a real combat training match! ”

Yang Fan, who felt that he was going to be broken, was stunned when he heard this, but soon he was so excited that he couldn't find the north, and his voice trembled slightly when he spoke: "You! You mean I play combat training with you? "I think all this is so unreal, the fighting tyrant actually wants to fight with himself in actual combat training......

"That's right! But be prepared to get beaten and get hurt! After scaring the sail, a smile appeared on Xiang Hero's face.

Seeing that Yang Fan was stupid and silent, Xiang Yingying frowned and asked in surprise, "What?" Don't you even have the courage to train with me in real combat? ”

"Boy! What about you? Seeing this, Mitte kicked Yang Fan's ass.

"I'll fight! I'll fight! I'm mainly too excited, I didn't expect you to actually fight with me in actual combat training," Yang Fan said incoherently excitedly.

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and change your clothes and warm up!" Xiang Yingying said with a smile

"I'll be right away!" After Yang Fan finished speaking, he quickly turned around and ran.

Looking at Yang Fan's back, Mitte explained to Xiang Yingying with some embarrassment: "He is not usually like this, but he was too excited to see you just now." ”

"It's okay! If you can fight, you can do it! Xiang Yingying said with a smile.

"Don't be ruthless! He's going to South Korea next month to play. Mitte said.

"Is it a Luther International Mixed Martial Arts Championship?" Xiang Hero asked in surprise.

"Hmmm! Playing in Seoul, because Yang Fan has a chance to reach the top, I hope you will guide him. Mitte explained.

"Oh! That's why you're instigating me to do this technical guidance! Xiang Yingying looked at Mitte and said with a smile.

"Hey, hey! I'm not panicking because you have nothing to do, so I'm helping you find something to do! Mitte laughed dryly.

"Okay! The best way to test this is to fight in real combat. When he comes, I'll ask him to warm up a little more. After Xiang Yingying finished speaking, he excitedly ran to the locker room in the corner to change his equipment, he was indeed resting so much that his bones were itching.

Seeing Xiang Yingying's enthusiastic appearance, Mitte secretly prayed for Yang Fan, hoping that this kid would not be beaten too badly by Xiang Yingying, and it was best to give Xiang Yingying a few hard blows, then it would be worth seeing.

However, Mitte also knows that such a wish is difficult to achieve. Although Yang Fan's strength is not bad, the strength of mixed martial arts ranks among the best in China, especially in the light heavyweight division.

But in the face of a world-class martial artist like Xiang Yingying, it is still a little unwatchable, and I can only hope that he can play his best competitive level......