Chapter 123: Oriental Sword Killing (First Update)

"This is the throat locking skill in the military body boxing, the throat is the vital point of the human body, once the throat is locked, there is absolutely no power to fight back. Xu Feng was too self-righteous, as soon as he came up, he was locked in his throat, and he was already finished. ”

Yuan Gang said conclusively, as if he had seen the future and Xu Feng's ending.

"How do you know that the loser must be Xu Feng?"

The girl just now didn't seem to believe Yuan Gang's words anymore, so she asked directly.

"What do you know? In martial arts, throat locking is a lethal attack, even if the opponent's strength is above you, as long as the throat is locked, it is sure to lose. Anyway, you just watch, Xu Feng, he must be ......"

As he spoke, Yuan Gang suddenly shut up and looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

Xu Feng's neck is like a steel pillar, indestructible and unbreakable, no matter how hard the instructor tries and how hard he tries, he just doesn't react at all.

Even in the end, the instructor was already blushing and his neck was thick, obviously exerting all his strength.

But Xu Feng, who was locked in his throat, was still breezy and calm, and he didn't see any discomfort.

"You're looking for death!"

The instructor was immediately annoyed and angry, and the whole person was already angry, and he directly slammed a straight punch into Xu Feng's face.

He was the fifth place in the troop fighting competition, and both his fighting skills and physical strength far surpassed ordinary fighters.

If it weren't for the problems in the relationship between men and women, this instructor would have been admitted to the special forces a long time ago, and now he would not have led a group of students to military training at the university.

With this punch, he used all his strength, without reservation, without any room, to transform anger, shame, and hatred into power, it was a fatal punch, enough to knock ordinary people out of the concussion.

Boom!

A dull sound sounded, and the fists slammed into the flesh, making people tremble.

Some timid girls even closed their eyes in fear, not daring to look at the miserable picture of the meeting.

However, everything was calm and nothing happened.

The instructor tried his best to strike, but Xu Feng took it with one hand, as if an adult was dealing with the fists of elementary school students, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

Xu Feng's tone was cold, and there was a faint hint of real fire.

"Die!"

The instructor lifted his leg and kicked it hard.

Boom!

Another thump.

But this time, it was the instructor who flew out, like a sandbag, who was kicked by Xu Feng and flew more than ten meters away, I don't know how many bones were shattered on his body, and the whole person was paralyzed like mud, falling to the ground and vomiting blood.

"It's my mercy to spare your life, there will be no next time!"

Xu Feng said coldly, ignoring the frightened and frightened eyes of everyone around him, and disappeared from everyone's sight step by step.

"So handsome!"

In a group of students wearing camouflage uniforms, a girl looked at Xu Feng's departing back and whispered in admiration.

Singled out the instructor head-on, and repeatedly asked him to endure again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked it directly.

In her eyes, Xu Feng became a chivalrous man in Li Bai's poems in an instant - killing one person in ten steps, leaving a thousand miles without staying, brushing off his clothes and hiding his merit and fame!

Compared with this kind of chivalrous style, the so-called instructor and the so-called iron-clad man seem very weak and ridiculous, and they can't be compared with Xu Feng's detached temperament.

......

On the outskirts of the southern capital, deep in the mountains and dense forests, surrounded by high walls and dense barbed wire, it is a military important place belonging to the Eastern Theater of Operations, and there are guards patrolling with loaded guns and ammunition at the door, and it is strictly forbidden for any outsiders to enter.

Even the three-kilometer radius around here is 100% off-limits, not to mention people, and even drones and other aircraft are never allowed to approach.

In the open concrete square, a group of soldiers in gray-yellow camouflage uniforms stood for a long time.

Unlike the usual neat and uniform soldiers, they all acted separately, standing, sitting, and lying down, laughing and scolding, and the discipline was very loose.

But on their bodies, there is a strong iron-blooded killing aura, and they are obviously elite soldiers who have really been on the battlefield and killed people with their own hands.

Moreover, they are all strong and muscular, and their bodies are very perfect. Even the instructor who ranked fifth in that martial arts competition, if he compared to them, he was a big step behind, especially the momentum on his body was not comparable at all.

If that instructor were to duel with anyone here, no one would doubt that the elite warriors here could easily subdue them in a minute, and it would be an overwhelming absolute victory.

Gap!

It's a gap as big as a chasm!

They have far surpassed the level of ordinary soldiers, but in the Chinese army, the elite of the elite, and the warriors of the soldiers.

Whether it's icebergs and snow, or desert wastelands, they can quickly adapt to the environment and exert their most powerful combat power.

This is the real special warfare elite!

"I heard that we were all summoned back this time for a six-month special training of demons, and a new chief instructor came. ”

Chen Bin, who had a flat head, sat on a bucket with a pair of Erlang legs crossed, and said with a big grin, like a ruffian wandering in the alleys of the market.

"The original Gao Mingyuan senior instructor, isn't it very good, the ten of us are not his opponents, why do you want to change?"

Sun Xing, who is thin and not garbage, nicknamed "Monkey", squatted on the ground, took out a cigarette and a lighter from nowhere, and smoked it by himself.

"I've heard that the new instructor is younger than us, and he is said to be a particularly powerful master, even more powerful than the senior instructor. ”

Someone said in a low voice as if revealing some big secret.

"It's a, the chief above is fooling around, how powerful the senior instructor is, one can beat us ten or twenty, and he doesn't have any breath. What a new bullshit instructor, just a little kid younger than us, no matter how powerful he is, he can be better than the senior instructor. Anyway, I'm not convinced!"

Niu Zhuang patted his chest, erected a strong and terrifying muscle, and roared, as if he was about to hit someone desperately at any time.

Boom! Boom!

A sapphire blue McLaren sports car, drifting in a perfect arc across the square, stopped in front of everyone.

Getting out of the car was a supermodel beauty with scantily clad clothes and a sexy body, which instantly attracted the attention of this group of rough men.

One by one, their eyes were about to pop out, and their saliva was flowing down.

However, this fiery beauty disdained them, but walked to the other side of the car, opened the car door, and respectfully helped a young man get out of the car.