Feng Qiusong's most loyal subordinate and confidant, he has always followed him as his personal bodyguard. He has participated in world-class UFC unrestricted mixed martial arts competitions and won rankings. In terms of skill, it is difficult for seven or eight people to do it.
Up close. Naturally, he didn't notice Yang Ling at all.
After that, Li Chenfeng half-retired and half-hidden, and the company's affairs were basically handed over to Feng Qiusong. Feng Qiusong naturally promoted Yan Shilong to take charge of his role.
Yang Ling was born in the special forces, and his Kung Fu focuses on defeating the enemy with one move and taking his life. Yan Shilong is a UFC Unlimited Mixed Martial Arts fighter, and his Kung Fu also emphasizes actual combat effects. This fight is bound to be a fight between the dragon and the tiger.
"Since it's a competition, let's just finish it, how about that?" Yang Ling had a slight smile on his lips, calm and calm.
"Since it's a fist and kick competition, it's difficult to stop it. If you're afraid, you can admit defeat now." Yan Shilong said arrogantly.
Yang Ling smiled calmly, knowing his intention clearly.
He didn't intend to stop talking about it. The reason why he said that was just to let Yan Shilong relax his vigilance and let him say it himself to show his general style.
Since he wanted to establish his prestige, of course Yang Ling would not easily spare this "outstanding bird". What's more, he was Feng Qiusong's confidant?
"Okay." Yang Ling sighed helplessly.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, staring intently.
Most people are curious about how powerful Li Chenfeng's chosen successor is and whether he can beat Yan Shilong.
The two stood opposite each other, looking into each other's eyes, and neither of them made a rash move. But it was as if a duel had already begun in their minds. The momentum of the battle was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder, and the flash of swords and shadows.
Yan Shilong stands proudly. Yang Ling is as motionless as a mountain.
Suddenly, Yan Shilong shouted and took the lead in launching an attack. His fists were like thunder, hitting Yang Ling's chest.
"boom!"
Yang Ling showed no signs of weakness and punched him forward, coming first and second.
Their fists met, and both of them took a few steps back.
Yan Shilong couldn't help but be stunned, looked at him in astonishment, and frowned slightly. Apparently he didn't expect Yang Ling to have such skill, and immediately put away his contempt.
In a true duel between masters, the key to victory or defeat often lies in mentality and experience. A little contempt and laxity may give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of you, leading to a complete defeat.
This is not just a competition of skills, but a decision to decide who will hold the power of the company in the future. How can Yan Shilong dare to neglect and despise him?
With a loud shout, Yan Shilong launched another attack.
As expected of a fighter who has participated in world-class UFC unrestricted mixed martial arts, he is rich in experience and can kill with every move. What seems like a simple attack contains a continuous flow of back moves, like the waves of the Yangtze River, layer upon layer, overwhelming.
In an instant, Yang Ling was forced to retreat step by step, completely unable to fight back.
In everyone's eyes, Yang Ling was at a disadvantage.
Ye Ao clenched his fists tightly, worried. What he was worried about was not that Yang Ling lost and would not be able to take the position of chairman of the company; but that with Yan Shilong's personality, he would definitely take the opportunity to kill Yang Ling.
Thinking of this, Ye Ai couldn't help but turn his head and look at Feng Qiusong.
The latter's brows were furrowed, but he couldn't hide a look of pride on his lips. There was no doubt that he had full confidence in Yan Shilong.
However, as the person involved, Yan Shilong was very aware of his situation at this moment. He seemed to have the upper hand, but he did not hurt Yang Ling at all. On the contrary, he did not dare to stop his offensive. Once he stopped,
It will definitely lead to an even more crazy attack from Yang Ling. When the time comes, he will be unable to follow up and will be defeated in the end. Therefore, he can only continue such fierce attacks in order to capture Yang Ling as soon as possible.
Seeing Yan Shilong's state of mind becoming more and more anxious, Yang Ling secretly laughed in her heart.
What he wants is this purpose.
Time passed minute by minute, but to Yan Shilong, it seemed as if a century had passed. He gradually became unable to continue, and his offensive also slowed down.
When will it be more?
Yang Ling shouted loudly and suddenly launched an offensive, with overwhelming punches.
Soon, Yan Shilong was tightly suppressed and retreated in embarrassment, unable to parry.
Seeing this, Feng Qiusong's eyebrows were deeply furrowed and his face was full of sorrow.
Maybe others don't know, but Feng Qiusong knows very well that Yan Shilong is too anxious. Otherwise, even if he can't beat Yang Ling, he may not lose to him. At least, he will be evenly matched.
But now, even if the God of War is possessed, he can't save the defeat, right?
With a "bang" sound, Yang Ling punched Yan Shilong hard on the chest. The crisp sound of broken bones was heard, and Yan Shilong screamed and staggered back.
However, how could Yang Ling miss such a good opportunity? He stood up and punched him one after another.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Several punches hit Yan Shilong's body hard.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Ling used the dragon tail swing and kicked Yan Shilong hard in the ear.
Yan Shilong felt his head buzz and fell to the ground.
"Okay!" Ye Na couldn't help shouting.
At this time, Feng Qiusong was gnashing his teeth, his face was ashen, and he looked like he wanted to eat Yang Ling alive.
I thought that if I got rid of Li Chenfeng, he would be able to take the position of chairman without any problem. Who would have thought that Cheng Yaojin would show up halfway and ruin his plan.
Yan Shilong fell to the ground, feeling excruciating pain all over his body. He huddled up and whined repeatedly. However, Yang Ling did not let him go. He perched on him, grabbed his arm, and twisted it hard. There was a "click" and the hand was broken.
Duan Yan Shilong let out a scream like a slaughtering pig.
"Stop, stop!" Feng Qiusong shouted anxiously.
However, Yang Ling turned a deaf ear.
Do it the same way.
Yan Shilong's hands, feet, and bones were completely broken, and he passed out on the spot.
After looking at him, Yang Ling raised an evil smile on his lips, turned around and walked back to his seat.
Feng Qiusong hurried forward, checked Yan Shilong's breathing, and ordered: "Quickly, send him to the hospital."
Immediately, some of his men came forward, helped the unconscious Yan Shilong and left.
However, even if Yan Shilong's injuries were cured, it would be difficult for him to use his fists and kicks like this in the future. All his kung fu was completely destroyed by Yang Ling.
"Yang Ling, you have gone too far." Feng Qiusong shouted through gritted teeth, "We are all brothers, how could you do such a heavy hand? If you do this, won't you chill the brothers? How can the brothers trust you in the future?
How can I be willing to follow you?"
Yang Ling smiled disdainfully and said: "Feng Qiusong, are you not convinced and want to challenge? If so, I will accompany you at any time."