When Ye Chong saw the angry expressions of the crowd, he couldn't help but grinned and said, "Don't be anxious, everyone. Come one by one, and have your paper ready."
boom!
The scene suddenly got completely out of control.
Every warrior's eyes are filled with madness, anger and bloodthirsty.
Ye Chong looked at the sudden situation in front of him and couldn't help but scratch his head gently.
These garrison troops should be very disciplined, why are they so angry now?
Everyone's eyes were so violent, as if they were trying to push him to the ground and rub him.
or……
Want to tear him apart?
Don't you just ask them to prepare paper?
Is there any need to react so strongly?
If you don't use paper when you are beaten out, then what should you use?
Do you want to get started directly?
Or mouth?
impossible?!
It's not a monkey or a dog.
Before Ye Chong could get used to the current situation, a stout martial artist who was also a high-level martial arts warrior stepped out of the queue and stepped forward.
"A competition of fists and kicks?" The stout warrior glanced at the opponent, his eyes full of disdain, "Or a competition of weapons?"
Whoa!
Ye Chong returned the knife to its sheath and said with a smile: "It's up to you! No matter what you use, I won't use a knife. Don't be afraid. I'll try not to beat your shit."
puff!
The stout warrior suddenly lost his composure, his face turned red, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
"You're looking for fucking death!"
Amidst the shouts and curses, the stout warrior's feet misaligned and his right fist punched forward with a fierce momentum, as if a violent storm had suddenly descended.
Almost at the same time, Ye Chong kicked with his right foot, which was not very flashy. By coincidence, it hit the target's chest and abdomen.
Bang!
Ahhhh!
Loud noises and screams sounded at the same time.
The stout warrior flew out like a cannonball, but was caught by five or six warriors behind him, and everyone immediately fell and flew away.
Click!
There was silence.
Everyone looked at Ye Chong with a look of disbelief.
Speaking of which, fighting between the same level and defeating the opponent is really nothing.
Fighting at the same level and defeating the opponent with a crushing advantage is nothing.
However, fighting at the same level, being kicked away, and causing several military warriors behind him, including junior martial arts generals, to be overwhelmed at the same time, really means nothing.
Especially when the smell of shit suddenly filled the air, everyone's expressions couldn't help but change.
"I don't like scolding people, and I don't like being scolded." Ye Chong lightly flicked the instep of his right foot with his hand, and then sighed, "But this kid is too annoying.
So, I originally just wanted to kick his shit out, but I couldn't hold it back and let the stuff spurt out of my mouth.
sorry.
Let everyone take advantage.”
boom!
There was a burst of noise at the scene.
"asshole!"
"That's crazy!"
"I'm going to kill him!"
"This little high-level martial arts warrior actually dares to commit murder in the Winter Camp. We must not let him go."
"let me try!"
"let me try!"
…
Amidst the commotion, Ye Chong looked around with a smile and said, "What? Are you going to challenge me with your mouth?"
hey-hey.
There are 100,000 troops stationed in Winter, and there are quite a few junior martial arts warriors among them. Isn’t there any one who dares to come forward and be beaten to shit by me?
Don't worry, I will be careful and try not to let your mouth become the second channel."
Swish, swish, swish!
Three military warriors in a row appeared next to Ye Chong. Each of them was a junior martial arts warrior. They looked murderous, as if they were ferocious beasts that wanted to choose people to devour.
"Three against one?" Ye Chong curled his lips, "Hey, I didn't expect it. It turns out that the winter garrison was trained by bullying the small with the big and beating the small with the big.
good.
good.
Has urinary properties.
We are all incompetent warriors, so let’s experience the stench of shit from a bunch of winter garrison troops.”
Click!
The three junior martial arts warriors looked at each other, then glared at Ye Chong fiercely and stepped back.
"Don't be afraid." Ye Chong couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "You'd better go together, it's better than all leaving."
As a result, the three warriors all roared and rushed forward again.
"That's what I said." Ye Chong smiled casually and nodded, "If you want to go together, then let's go together.
It does not matter.
I just think of myself as a loser."
boom!
Suddenly, the scene was filled with roars and chaos.
"Depend on!"
"That's crazy!"
"Fuck him!"
"let me try!"
"let me try!"
"let me try!"
…
Ye Chong smiled and said: "If you come one by one, they will all become smelly, don't worry."
boom!
There was another riot at the scene, and the noise was continuous and non-stop.
One of the tall and thin military warriors swayed and rushed forward.
At the same time, his left hand stabbed straight in like a steel fork.
At the same time, his right hand turned into a palm knife and struck down fiercely with a buzzing sound.
At this critical moment, Ye Chong's body turned around like a butterfly dancing and disappearing.
But in the next moment, the tall and thin warrior's right leg seemed to have eyes, and he kicked backwards at an incredible speed.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the tall and thin warrior's ears: "Brother, your hair is so oily and smells worse than shit."
As a result, a ferocious look flashed in the man's eyes, and his left and right punches came one after another, slamming upwards.
At just the right moment, a figure quietly fell from the sky, and then flew up to face each other. By coincidence, he kicked the tall and thin warrior in the abdomen, making a loud bang.
Ahhhh!
The latter screamed and flew backwards.
At the same time, a foul smell floated into the air.
All of the above is a long story, but actually it was completed in a blink of an eye.
Click!
Everyone at the scene was stunned for a moment and fell into silence.
Ye Chong fanned his nose with his hand, shook his legs, and then said with a coquettish look on his face: "Where is the next person who wants to become stink?"
Wow!
The surrounding area was like a cauldron exploding into chaos, with the sounds of weapons clashing and being unsheathed.
Speaking of which, Ye Chong is not a fool. He is not willing to offend the soldiers stationed in Winter for no reason.
However, now that you have decided to embark on a challenging journey, you cannot just be a good person, but you must go all out to make everything worthwhile.
Take every battle as an example. If the opponent cannot activate his full potential and firepower, then even if he wins, he will not gain much victory. It can be said that he will gain very little.
no way.
A soldier needs to inspire bloodthirsty murderous intent, otherwise he will be as gentle as a kitten.
Soon, a bearded military warrior came forward, holding a red tassel gun in his hand.
Ye Chong squinted his eyes and took a look.
That's right.
From the outside, it looks like the kind of red-tassel gun that was often seen in movies and TV shows.
It's just that this red tassel spear is not that red tassel spear. At first glance, it is the weapon of an intermediate and high-grade warrior.