Ye Fan walked around and played with some equipment.
Ling Xiao came to Ye Fan silently, holding a huge dumbbell in his hand, the size of a millstone, and moved it up and down.
"Mr. Ye, you don't seem to be interested in this place?" Ling Xiao asked, without stopping what he was doing.
Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders, "I remember that there should be a reaction training machine in the training hall of the special team base, why is there not one here?"
"The reaction training machines are in the last three training halls. Today we in China are assigned to Fighting Room No. 1. If we want to practice our reactions, we must obtain the consent of those countries." Ling Xiao said.
"I see." Ye Fan stretched out, "What are the specific procedures?"
"Mr. Ye, do you really want to go?" Ling Xiao was stunned.
Fighting rooms four, five, and six are all foreigners. Generally speaking, the Chinese special team will not go there to dislike them.
Otherwise, it is easy to become hostile to those foreigners.
"Of course, why should I ask you if you don't go?" Ye Fan chuckled and looked around: "Uncle Pan said that many people came to the fighting room in the morning and it would be very lively. I think it seems a bit deserted!"
"The training facilities in the first three buildings are relatively old, but the training facilities in the last three buildings are more complete. I guess they think it's not interesting here!"
Ling Xiao put down the dumbbells, "Besides, everyone has opinions on the allocation of the training hall.
During these three days, our Chinese special team could only go to the fourth training hall to use the training equipment on the last day.
According to the proportion of places to participate in the combat assessment, members of our special team from China account for a considerable part.
Under normal circumstances, you should have at least two to three days to be assigned to a fight room with a training room.
Although the special teams of the EU countries are twice as large as ours in China, they were assigned two fighting rooms with training rooms today, and the last one was applied for by the special team of the United States. Moreover, they will still have training resources tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
This morning, several of our Chinese special team captains have already gone to the superiors to ask for explanations."
Ling Xiao was a man of few words, but now he was talking a lot, and Ye Fan was immediately confused.
But listening to his tone, it was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with this arrangement, otherwise he would not have said so much to Mark.
In this year's military exercise, only the final combat assessment is left to rule out the final ranking.
There are a total of 24 special teams, of which China accounts for five, the European Union has ten teams, the United States has eight teams, and the other countries and regions have only one.
It can be said that this time it basically belongs to the three pillars of the EU, the United States, and China.
"Mr. Ling, you have complained to me a lot, so you want me to give you some advice, right?" Ye Fan said with a smile.
"As expected of you, Mr. Ye!" Ling Xiao admitted straightforwardly, "Mr. Ye shined brilliantly in this military exercise, so the higher-ups will definitely give you face."
"The leader is so slow, don't bother them." Ye Fan tilted his head and smiled: "A training session in the response training room only lasts one minute.
Even if our Chinese special team practices a few more times, it won't take them much time.
Since there are two training rooms in the EU, let’s borrow one first and use it for an afternoon. I’m sure they won’t refuse.”
"Mr. Ye...you...don't you think too simply?" Ling Xiao opened his mouth, "I'll borrow it if I ask for it. They won't give it this face."
"It doesn't matter. Let's ask someone first. If that doesn't work, then we'll ask the leader."
Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "I just think that using more training machines before the assessment can improve us to a certain extent in a short period of time."
"Really?" Ling Xiao was stunned.
"Yes." Ye Fan nodded and smiled.
"Just like you, Mr. Ling. You move very fast. If you can pursue the ultimate in reaction, then let alone an ordinary five-time ultimate warrior, even a five-time ultimate master will have a hard time hitting you directly!"
Ling Xiao's eyes lit up slightly, "In that case, I will run some errands for Mr. Ye."
"By the way, go find this woman. She seems to have some connections in the EU." Ye Fan took out a business card from his pocket.
"Is that Miss Shirley?" Ling Xiao grinned with a strange expression, "I didn't expect that Mr. Ye is also a temperamental person."
"What a temperamental person!" Ye Fan rolled his eyes at him angrily, "Shirley's family has some power in the EU, so she should have a lot of face. Please ask her for a favor!"
"Mr. Ye, actually I think it's better for you to talk about this kind of thing in person." Ling Xiao said with a bitter smile.
"Oh, no." Ye Fan waved his hands repeatedly, "Yu Yan doesn't like me going to see Shirley. If she finds out, she will definitely be angry when she looks back!"
"...You also know that Miss Pan will be angry?" Ling Xiao's head was covered with black lines.
"Mr. Ling, why are you talking so much today?" Ye Fan pretended to get the business card back, "If you want to go, just go and don't push me down!"
"I go!"
Ling Xiao turned around and hurried out of the gym without saying a word.
When Qu Wei saw Ling Xiao leaving, he was very curious: "Brother Ye, what are you doing, Mr. Ling?"
"He... went to help us get through the thunder!"
Ye Fan laughed and picked up a pair of fighting sheaths from the side, "Let's go over there and practice our skills."
"It's easy to say." Qu Weiwei was overjoyed and pulled Ye Fan towards the fighting room, "Last time I tested your strength in Binhai, I was indeed not as good as you, but I don't know in actual combat!
During this time, my understanding of martial arts has improved a bit, and it is estimated that I will break through the five-fold limit, which is only a matter of a month or two.
Brother Ye, help me try more moves, maybe I can get some more time."
"What I wish for!"
When Dadong and Erdong saw that the two were about to fight, they quickly came over, extremely excited.
It’s a rare opportunity for the two masters of Confid Eagle to compete!
The four came to the fighting room.
There are a total of eight fighting arenas in the fighting room, each of which is made of special materials and can withstand powerful destructive force.
At this time, six are in use.
In order to prevent other special teams from peeking into some of the special moves of their own team, titanium alloy glass walls were erected around the fighting room, and only vague figures could be seen from the outside.
Ye Fan and Qu Wei opened a room, closed the door with their ID cards, put on their protective gear and began to move their hands and feet.
Qu Wei's stature is similar to Ye Fan's, although he is taller than him. Neither of them is a muscular man.
Ye Fan waved his boxing gloves, making a gust of wind noise.
The gloves are also specially made and have a force-reducing effect.
Ye Fan punched out with a force of less than 2,000 kilograms. An ordinary warrior with four times the limit could withstand it.
"Brother Ye, let's start?"
"Don't hold back."
As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, Qu Wei suddenly attacked him.
The fighting ring is more than twice the size of the boxing ring, fully fifteen meters wide.
However, Qu Wei was very fast, and he came to Ye Fan in the blink of an eye, and swept his chest with a powerful and heavy whip leg.
"Well done!"
Ye Fan's eyes lit up.
Qu Wei's strength has reached its peak, fully mobilizing the human body's physical limits.
This kind of skill cannot be mastered in a short period of time. Some warriors who practice it from childhood to old age may not be as easy as Qu Wei.
As soon as the expert takes action, he will know if there is any!
"drink!"
Ye Fan stopped being polite, planted his feet firmly, raised his hand and gave an uppercut, smashing Qu Wei's legs open.
"Um?"
Qu Wei was startled, turned over in mid-air and kicked off his back, his strength still undiminished.
This is a manifestation of the development of the body's limits. Even when it is out of balance, it can rely on the body's first reaction to readjust the disadvantages.
Ye Fan grinned, put his hands in front of him, and swallowed Qu Wei's kick.
"Deng Deng!"
Ye Fan took two steps back, and Qu Wei rolled around and stood up again.
Just now, the two of them just tested each other briefly and figured out each other's methods.
Compared to Ye Fan's calmness, Qu Wei was much surprised.
He used 80% of his strength in the two attacks just now, and his skills were also used to the fullest.
Although no martial arts were used, an ordinary four-time limit martial artist would definitely be forced to find a flaw if he were to fight head-on.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan actually neutralized his attack with ease, and his force-removing method and reaction speed were even more sophisticated than the team leader Pan Yunhai.
Dadong watched in the audience and exclaimed repeatedly, "Brother Qu is so awesome!"
"Mr. Ye is so fierce! If those legs were to rest on us, we would definitely be knocked down!" Erdong echoed.
Qu Wei chuckled.
"Brother Ye, I remember last time you said you were only a four-time limit warrior. But in my opinion, even a five-time limit warrior is not as powerful as you, right?"
"Brother Qu, aren't you also four times the limit? Some people are born with strong combat power, and it is not impossible to leapfrog. I think ordinary five times the limit warriors should not be your opponent!"
"Brother Ye is so complimentary!"
Qu Wei laughed loudly, raised his fists, and made a strange posture with his body.
"Brother Ye, I won't hold back on my next move. Let's see if you can still take it!"
Ye Fan could tell at a glance what moves the other party was using, and he thought to himself: "What are the basic martial arts skills of the Conspiracy Eagle..."
"Brother Ye, be careful!"
With a low shout, Qu Wei jumped up, raised his five fingers on his toes, and slammed towards Ye Fan.
This leap made the whole person look like an iron claw, causing a burst of sound that broke through the air, and the sound was very powerful.
"The Eagle Devours the God!"
Facing Qu Wei's fierce attack, Ye Fan was indifferent and didn't even make any preparations for defense.
"Brother Ye, get out of the way!"
Qu Wei was shocked, thinking he was suppressed by his attack, and shouted quickly.
"Snapped!"
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan turned sideways slightly and aimed his fist at the inside of Qu Wei's knee.
Qu Wei suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.
"Hey! What a boy, you can see my weakness so quickly! Let's see how you take the next blow!" He held his hand on the ground in time, turned around, and swept his fingertips towards Ye Fan again.
Ye Fan turned aside again, raised his foot and put it on Qu Wei's shoulder.
"Um?!"
Qu Wei's expression changed, his shoulders lost strength, and he was kicked three or four meters away by Ye Fan.
"Brother Ye...how did you do it?" Qu Wei rubbed his sore shoulders, very surprised.
"Brother Qu, these moves of yours are of no use to me!" Ye Fan curled his lips speechlessly, "Do you have any other new moves?"
"Damn, I forgot that you are Mr. Wang's favorite disciple." Qu Wei slapped his forehead, "Of course you know all about our crafty eagle's moves."
"Then...do you still want to fight?" Ye Fan asked.