At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Fan arrived at the fighting arena.
Since Pang Yi and the vice-captain of the first beret team fought in the morning and both were injured, even the winner could not continue to participate in the fight, so only four people were left in the original nine-to-five place.
Ye Fan locked in the top four in advance, which should be something worth celebrating.
However, all the leaders of China looked sad.
Obviously, they already knew Ye Fan's decision.
The leaders and committee members of the EU military region had expressions of gloating on their misfortune.
The top four who participated in the fighting assessment stepped onto the fighting stage, and under the witness of many referees, they drew lots to fight.
So far, the special team members who are still on the court are EU SAS captain Adams and vice-captain Jensen!
American Beret regular team, Theodore!
Task coordinator of the Chinese Eagle Task Force, Ye Fan!
Just when the lots were being drawn, Ye Fan suddenly stopped the ceremony and saluted the military leaders of various countries on the rostrum.
This kid... has really decided!
Shangguan Liuyun sighed lowly.
The representative of the military exercise committee stood up and asked: "Ye Fan, do you have any objections to the drawing of lots?"
"No!" Ye Fan said loudly: "I hope the committee can agree to the next request."
"Just tell us. If it's a legitimate request, we can satisfy you."
The representatives of the military exercise committee already knew what Ye Fan wanted to say.
However, there were special team members from various countries gathered in the surrounding audience, and he could not take the initiative to say it, otherwise it would be like forcing Ye Fan to make such a decision.
Therefore, he had to accompany Ye Fan to continue acting.
Ye Fan took a deep breath and replied loudly: "I hope to challenge these three international comrades in the same round."
"Wow!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire audience burst into excitement.
No one dares to believe their ears.
With his own strength, he challenged the remaining three people, and the captain of SAS was the "King of Soldiers" in the last international military exercise!
"Is this...is this Chinese man mentally ill?"
"You want to challenge three of the world's top special forces single-handedly?"
"When did the Chinese become so arrogant?"
"Seeking death..."
There was a burst of whispers from the audience, and everyone felt that Ye Fan's words were nonsense.
If he wasn't joking, he must be crazy.
There was silence in China. Most people's expressions were either surprised or regretful. Some even had red faces and eyes gleaming with anger.
"What the hell, Ye Fan, you are such a mouthful! What are you going to do..."
No need to guess, this person is naturally Pan Yunhai.
He lifted up his sleeves and was about to jump out of the auditorium to knock Ye Fan's cock. If it weren't for the several bosses around him who stopped him, he might have already turned on * mode.
"Old Pan, calm down!"
"Calm down? Calm down, didn't you hear what Ye Fan said?" Pan Yunhai was furious, "This kid didn't even discuss it with me in advance, what the hell!"
"Look at the expressions of the old leaders..." A boss quietly pointed at Shangguan Liuyun and other leaders, "They probably already know, otherwise they wouldn't be so silent!"
"Damn!" Pan Yunhai's scalp was numb and his anger surged: "What's going on with Shangguan Liuyun? How could he agree to Ye Fan's request? Doesn't he know how long it has been since China has produced an international military king?
This kid Ye Fan obviously has a chance to fight for it, is it possible that Shangguan Liuyun can just watch the opportunity slip away?"
Pan Yunhai was also furious and even spoke out about Shangguan Liuyun's name.
The bosses around him pretended not to hear, and calmed themselves: "Old Pan, maybe Mark has already used actions to convince the old boss and them."
"It's useless to prove... I know that kid can beat him, but there are three top special forces on the opposite side, and each of them is not much worse than him!"
Pan Yunhai was pinned down on the chair by the bosses of other special teams, and the surrounding Chinese special team members did not even dare to look at him.
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but the martial arts arena was surprisingly quiet.
Adams, the captain of the first SAS team, was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly crossed his arms and smiled: "Friends from China, are you sure you want one against three?"
"Of course." Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders and nodded: "Don't you dare to challenge me?"
"Hey, Chinese people, don't speak so arrogantly!" SAS vice-captain Jason sneered. "With your performance, it's hard to beat any of us. How can you have the confidence to challenge three of us?"
Theodore, the captain of the first American Beret team, nodded slightly and whispered: "Friend, I advise you not to do this. This is simply impossible."
"Sorry, I don't have much time. After beating you three, I still have to catch a plane."
Ye Fan looked at the wall clock on the rostrum and said impatiently: "If you want to fight, then fight. If you don't dare to fight, then admit defeat. I don't have time to waste it with you!"
"How brave!" Jason smiled coldly: "Since the establishment of our special group, I have never heard of a Chinese person with such a loud voice as you!"
"That's just because you are ignorant." Ye Fan grinned, "Whether you want to fight or not, that's one word!"
"Fight, why not fight?" Jason looked at the other two people: "Captain, Osido, we are going to fight sooner or later anyway, why not wait for me to deal with this Chinese, and then the three of us will compete at the same level?"
"Okay." Theodore nodded.
Adams shook his head and smiled bitterly, crossing his arms and walking aside.
"This Chinese friend has such a firm attitude, and I have nothing to say. However, I will not join forces with others, so I ask you to decide the winner as soon as possible."
The King of Soldiers has the pride of the King of Soldiers. He can allow Ye Fan to change the rules of fighting, but he absolutely cannot join forces with others to deal with an enemy.
Seeing that the four of them had reached a consensus, the referee turned to look at the podium.
The representative of the Military Exercise Committee shrugged helplessly, "In that case, you can make your own decision.
However, I have something to say first, only the one standing at the end will be the winner of the combat assessment and can win the title of ‘King of Soldiers’ in this year’s international military exercise!”
"yes!"
The four people on the stage had no objections.
For Jason and Theodore, this group fighting method has a better chance of winning the game.
If it's one-on-one, it's very likely that Adams will have the last laugh this year.
"I announce that the final fighting test has begun!"
After the referee finished speaking, he immediately stepped aside.
As soon as the words fell, the momentum of the three people suddenly rose.
Neither Zanson nor Theodore are strong warriors like the White Demon. Their bodies are well-proportioned, full of muscles, and full of explosive power.
"drink!"
"drink!"
There were two loud shouts before and after, and a long blade formed by force appeared in their hands.
"Chinese boy, let me see what level you are capable of!" Jason took the lead and attacked Ye Fan first.
The muscles on his body surged like river water, feeding him a steady stream of energy.
Although Jason's Wujin did not absorb other elements, its concentration was very strong and its tension was extremely strong.
In SAS, the reason why he can surpass the White Demon and become the second master is because his martial strength level is high enough and he can suppress the White Demon's defense in all directions!
Ye Fan stood there, even though Jason's momentum was like a rainbow, he remained unmoved.
"The treacherous eagle eats the god, and the feather falls silently!"
Just when the powerful long blade in Jason's hand was about to hit Ye Fan.
Ye Fan suddenly disappeared from the place, as if the world had evaporated without a trace.
Jason's momentum suddenly stopped and he looked around, very surprised, "Hey, where is that Chinese guy?"
"Sorry, you lost!"
The next second, an understatement sounded in Jason's ears, and his pores suddenly exploded, and he was sweating heavily.
Jason turned around quickly, but to his surprise there was still no one behind him, "Chinese boy, you...don't hide if you have the ability, come out and fight me?"
He shouted low, wielded his powerful sword, and slashed at the surroundings.
"Jason, be careful, it's up there!" Adams shouted in a low voice.
Jason was so stunned that he quickly raised his head and saw Ye Fan falling from the sky. His arms were completely black, and there was a strange light lingering on the surface of his skin. It looked like a pair of soaring eagle wings!
"ah……"
Jason was horrified and quickly raised the Wujin sword.
"Whoa!"
Ye Fan's speed suddenly increased, he clenched his hands into fists, and hit Jason's neck with a sharp horizontal fist.
"The treacherous eagle eats the god, the treacherous eagle eats the god, and the netherworld falls from the sky and strikes!"
There was a crisp "click" sound, and Jason flew backwards to the side. His whole body was as limp as mud, and his neck was twisted to a weird degree.
Osido's expression behind Jason changed suddenly and he quickly moved away.
He didn't expect that Mark would be so cruel to Jason without giving him any time to react.
Adams in the distance had a solemn look on his face. He couldn't stand any longer. He suddenly stepped forward and jumped towards Jason.
He caught Jason, carefully carried him to the edge of the stage, and handed him to the medical staff.
At this time, Jason had completely passed out. His neck was as swollen as a steamed bun and was definitely broken.
"What a cruel method!" Adams said with a heavy face and a deep voice.
"Vicious?" Ye Fan smiled faintly, "I am one against three, how can I win without using all my strength? If you want to blame, blame your vice-captain for being blind and arrogant, thinking that everyone is a soft persimmon and can be manipulated at will!"
"Although I don't like Jason's character either, I will definitely avenge him if he is a comrade-in-arms!"
Adams narrowed his eyes slightly, crossed his arms and walked to the corner, "Theodore, I won't affect your performance, you can go!"
Theodore kept his expression straight, realizing that the Chinese people on the opposite side were very dangerous. His words of 1v3 were definitely not without purpose.
I'm afraid, he really has this strength!
"Adams, if you don't mind, I hope we can deal with him together!" Theodore took a deep breath.
"Sorry, I refuse." Adams shook his head, "Theodore, I can feel his aura, he is only a warrior five times the limit at most!
You have already stepped half way into the six-fold limit, so you shouldn't be able to deal with a Chinese warrior who has five times the limit, right?"
"Jensen thought the same way just now!"
Theodore asked Adams to join the attack and put down his dignity, but Adams was too arrogant to accept the suggestion of jointly attacking an enemy.
If this is the case, then you have to bite the bullet!