Chen Ning originally wanted to give Zhao Ruolong some face in front of the soldiers in the Western Realm, and after a few casual moves, he got a tie.

But now Zhao Ruolong seems to be angry!

Because in the eyes of a fighter, if you don't take it seriously with all your might, you don't take the other person into account.

Chen Ning said: "That's good, General Zhao, I'm offended." ”

After Chen Ning finished speaking, the original calm and breezy expression on his face changed and became serious.

His eyes were no longer as casual as they had just now, and they became sharper.

The whole person, the momentum has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the edge is revealed!

Zhao Ruolong's heart alarm bell rang wildly!

It was a dangerous feeling of being targeted by an ancient beast!

"Drink!"

Zhao Ruolong was stimulated by Chen Ning's incomparably powerful momentum and murderous aura, he couldn't suppress his fighting intent, let out a roar, and pounced on Chen Ning suddenly.

Chen Ning raised his hand and punched Zhao Ruolong's fist.

Rumble!

The two fists collided, and there was a muffled thunderous sound.

Chen Ning's body was like a mountain, standing still, but the ground under his feet was clicking, and large spiderweb-like cracks appeared.

Zhao Ruolong couldn't help but take six or seven steps back, leaving a series of footprints on the marble floor.

Chen Ning swooped to catch up and launched a tsunami-like offensive.

Zhao Ruolong was like a small boat haunted by a tsunami, barely supporting a few moves, and then Chen Ning broke through the defense strongly.

After Chen Ning defeated Zhao Ruolong's defense, he punched Zhao Ruolong's lower abdomen lightly or heavily!

Zhao Ruolong's beaten internal organs turned over the river and the sea, and he almost vomited out the overnight meal.

But in the end, he forcibly held back!

He looked at Chen Ning, who had already stopped, with an ugly expression, and said a little lost: "I lost!" ”

Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Western Frontier at the scene saw that Zhao Ruolong was defeated by Chen Ning, and admitted that they had lost.

They were all dumbfounded, and they were all lost.

Seven Kills, Dian Chu, and Eight Tiger Guards were full of excitement, and they looked at Chen Ning with great admiration.

One by one, they thought: The young marshal is really a young marshal, unparalleled in the world.

Chen Ning patted Zhao Ruolong's shoulder and said calmly: "Old Zhao, victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, and if you are not discouraged by defeat, you should not be discouraged." ”

Zhao Ruolong looked at Chen Ning, whose face was not red or panting, and it was not difficult for him to guess that when Chen Ning defeated him, he still did not use all his strength.

This made him even more depressed!

At the same time, he couldn't help but ask Chen Ning curiously: "Young Marshal, you didn't use all your strength when you fought with me just now, how much strength did you use, eighty percent?" ”

Chen Ning smiled and said nothing!

Zhao Ruolong's face was hot, and he asked again: "Sixty percent?" ”

Chen Ning still smiled and didn't speak.

Zhao Ruolong's face turned red and said, "My God, should you defeat me with only fifty percent of your strength?" ”

Chen Ning said with a smile: "Lao Zhao, don't ask so much!" ”

Zhao Ruolong was stunned when he heard this, looking at Chen Ning's appearance, it is estimated that when he defeated him just now, he didn't use fifty percent of his strength!

"Damn, you're a fucking monster!"

Zhao Ruolong couldn't hold back any longer, and directly burst into a foul mouth.

Chen Ning smiled and said: "Lao Zhao, you invited me to drink, but now I haven't seen the wine, but you have been tricking me!" ”

Zhao Ruolong smiled when he heard this: "Haha, I don't want to see how powerful your god of war is!" ”

"But I regret it now, I wouldn't have been bored if I had known."

"You deserve the title of the Chinese god of war, Lao Zhao, I am obedient to you."

The soldiers of the Western Frontier at the scene saw that General Zhao was happy and convinced of Chen Ning, and they also cast adoring glances at Chen Ning one by one.

The people of the Western Frontier are fierce and martial, so the Western Army worships the strong.

Chen Ning, the god of war, is undoubtedly the strongest existence in their minds now!

Zhao Ruolong ordered loudly: "Come here, set up a banquet, I want to be at the wine table with the young marshal, and then fight again!" ”

"Yes, General!"

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