Contrary to Qin Jie's absolute indifference before he came on the field, Chang Fei stood up and patted Feng Xian's shoulder, actually cheering for Feng Xian: "Brother will give you a sample first, and you will have to cheer for you later!"

After Chang Fei finished speaking, he walked towards the field in a dashing manner. It's just that his trembling fat body shook off this chic to nothing.

Chang Fei was influenced by his father, or persecuted, to specialize in Chinese martial arts, the Shaolin school. It's just that his transformed figure is difficult to give full play to the advantages of Shaolin's "great wisdom and foolishness, no coincidence or clumsiness". His opponent in the draw was a fighter from Team E who specializes in kickboxing.

Because the pace of the game has been accelerated, the two of them are not verbose, and they will fight when they come up.

Chang Fei made it an entry to Shaolin Kung Fu, and the "Luohan Boxing" specialized in Luohan Tang took the initiative to attack five moves, but they were all attacked back by the opponent's punches and kicks. And because of these opening moves, the opponent's momentum has slowly overpowered Chang Fei and took the initiative to attack. Chang Fei suffered from the limitations of his size, and although he blocked with all his strength, he was kicked twice by the opponent firmly.

Fortunately, Chang Fei's shortcomings are also his advantages, he has a lot of fat, and after a few trembles, he unloaded the opponent's strength. Although Chang Fei didn't get home, he had a legendary instructor's father after all, and he still learned a lot of combat skills.

In the next moment, Chang Fei saw the opponent's fist coming, he no longer defended, but stretched out his right fist and hit the opponent, while his left arm was clinging to the fat of his upper body.

Chang Fei's moves have been seen through by his opponent at the beginning of the match, and with a light sideways, he dodged Chang Fei's right fist, but the fist that attacked Chang Fei did not stop at all, smashing into Chang Fei's chest.

However, the opponent forgot that Chinese martial arts are broad and profound, and the later moves are even more complicated. At this time, Chang Fei's right fist was only sold as a flaw, and all the strength of his body was concentrated in his hidden left hand.

Seeing that the opponent's fist was coming, Chang Fei did not defend, and directly took the punch with his chest, and at the same time raised his left hand quickly, but did not attack the opponent, but just grabbed his chest with all his strength. Before the strength of the opponent's punch was finished, Chang Fei firmly grabbed the opponent's wrist.

Immediately afterwards, Chang Fei clinged to the opponent's grabbed right arm, made a quick right turn, and directly pulled the opponent's center of gravity unstable and fell to the right, while Chang Fei also jumped and fell to the right with the opponent.

Pity his opponent, he fell down before Chang Fei, which is equivalent to making a meat pad for this monster of nearly 400 pounds. Then, he was smashed to the ground by Chang Fei's fat flesh. No matter how the opponent resisted, he could no longer move Chang Fei who was pressed on his body.

In this way, Chang Fei, who was at a disadvantage, won with one move, but his movements were ugly, but he still received a few faint cheers from the audience.

Chang Fei seemed to be very satisfied with his performance, proudly raised his eyebrows at Feng Xian in the back row, and then continued to walk towards the electronic screen tremblingly, ready to meet the challenge.

Who knew that before the others arrived, two or three figures had already rushed to the stage at the same time, anxious to challenge him.

Chang Fei was stupid when he saw this scene, he didn't expect that after such a wonderful game, he would still be regarded as a soft persimmon, and he couldn't wait to pinch it.

Gong Feng turned his head and glanced at Pei Yiyi instructively, with his relationship with Pei Yiyi, he naturally knew that Chang Fei of the F team was the son of his mentor.

Pei Yiyi saw the scene of everyone rushing to abuse Chang Fei on the field, his face was so long that he was so angry that he couldn't say a word. Gong Feng was helpless, turned to the field, and selected the B team player who ran at the front as Chang Fei's opponent.

The B-team player is significantly more experienced than his previous opponent, and has the same number of ways as Elliot, which is also Muay Thai. Chang Fei defended in place with his strong ability to resist hits, waiting for his opponent to get close. But his opponent relied on his excellent footwork, wandering around Chang Fei, and only using his legs.

Forward kicks, back kicks, side kicks, horizontal kicks, high kicks, whip legs, rainstorm-like attacks smashed at Chang Fei's body, and the moves were all instantaneous, not giving Chang Fei a chance to seize himself at all.

Poor Chang Fei stood in the center of the field, completely becoming a live target. This picture is like this B team member doing his daily leg exercises against a wooden stake.

But Chang Fei is Pei Yiyi's son after all, and his bones are still very hard, although his body has long been bruised and swollen by his opponent, he just doesn't surrender and is always looking for opportunities to fight back. As soon as the 5-minute assessment time arrived, Gongfeng hurriedly announced the end of the competition. The continuous attacks of the B team players have exhausted themselves, and you can imagine how miserable his opponent Chang Fei is.

The members of Team B proudly walked to the electronic screen, waiting for the challenger, but there was a boo off the field, and they didn't know what this guy had to be proud of when he abused a dish.

Chang Fei struggled to stand up straight, trembling towards the field, and a few words of encouragement came from time to time along the way.

At this moment, the examiners' ratings for the defeated had been played, and the referee announced loudly: "No. 53, Chang Fei, Team F promoted to Team D!" Obviously, Chang Fei's performance is very recognized by the players.

Feng Xian stood up, ran a few steps forward and helped Chang Fei back to his position, "Are you okay, Ah Fei?"

"Hmph, just his little arms and legs, how can he hurt Fei Ye! Give me another minute, I will definitely be able to catch the flaw and beat him!" Chang Fei replied unconvinced.

"It's just that there will be opportunities in the future. Feng Xian echoed: "But you're really good, you've been promoted!"

"Don't you want to leave Team F? In order for us to be in a dormitory in the future, I must have ......fought hard" Chang Fei paused when he said this, remembering that Qin Jie would never share a dormitory with them again, he was a little sad and even more angry, and sat back on the ground silently.

Feng Xian was very moved when he heard that his friend worked so hard to stay with him in order to be promoted, and he sat back in his position silently and began to think about the tactics when staying on the field.

When it was Feng Xian's turn to play, it was close to midnight, and the lighting in the square had already turned to dusk, making people even more sleepy. What is more uncomfortable than sleepiness is the hunger of the players.

Feng Xian walked towards the field, his stomach was still growling. Sitting on the sidelines yesterday and watching others fight late at night, I didn't think it was anything, but at this time, just by taking these few steps, I already felt that my legs and feet were weak, and I couldn't use my strength.

Feng Xian's opponent is a member of Team C, who is very close to Elliot on weekdays, but his results are worse than Elliot, and he is one of the first candidates who wanted to help Elliot enter Team A just now, but unfortunately Qin Jie did not give him a chance. At this time, when he saw that his opponent was Feng Xian, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled happily.

"Little coward, it's you, it seems that I have good luck today. As soon as the members of Team C finished speaking, they remembered the scene where Elliot was brutally abused by Qin Jie just now, and their eyes immediately became vigilant, and they said tentatively: "You don't have any tricks, do you?"

Feng Xian was stunned by the opponent's question, and didn't know how to answer, so he simply kept his mouth shut, but this made the opponent even more uneasy.

"Let's go!" Gong Feng announced impatiently, apparently not wanting to delay the assessment any longer.

As the 5-minute countdown on the big screen began to move, neither of the two in the field attacked each other. The players of Team C walked on the outside, although with his strength he should have crushed Team F, but the previous changes in Qin Jie made him very cautious, and the overturning of the boat in the gutter has happened a lot in the armed team. Moreover, if you want him to be a rookie in the F team, he will never agree.

On the other hand, Feng Xian's side was even more embarrassing. Because of his martial arts path, he can be regarded as a wonderful one in the entire armed team.

After Feng Xian was selected into the armed team when he was 7 years old, Feng Guangdao was surprised, but he did not give up his only son like Pei Yiyi. Instead, with his huge reading volume of ancient books, he found a martial art independent of the nine mainstream schools in the Central Plains in the vast sea of books.

And the founder of this martial arts was Tong Yuan, a martial artist in the late Eastern Han Dynasty who was known as "Penglai Gun God Sanren" at that time. Although this Tong Yuan is rarely known to the world, his disciples are remarkable figures.