Chapter 417 There are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys dominate
In a violent roar, the iron fists of Jiang Yunfei and Zhao Lei collided violently, and the air seemed to be torn apart. The two men groaned, and each took three steps back.
The specially made combat boots made two scratches on the ground, making a harsh sound. Jiang Yunfei looked at Zhao Lei, who was full of fighting spirit on the opposite side, and shook his numb fist slightly, his face extremely gloomy.
The first match between the two turned out to be a draw, which made a proud man like Jiang Yunfei feel a little ashamed.
Zhao Lei stabilized his figure, showed a fierce look on his face, roared, and punched again.
Jiang Yunfei gritted his teeth, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face. Instead of retreating, he advanced and punched him in the same direction.
In the fierce fight, the two giant-shaped weapons collided on the stage, and sweat was swayed on the ring amidst the muffled sound of muscles clashing.
Such fierce battles rarely occur anymore, and other soldiers in the venue began to cheer violently.
"Old Chen, you are a good soldier."
A thin old man said to Chen Wei next to him with a smile, his eyes full of admiration.
"I think that Zhao Lei is pretty good too. The two of them fought evenly, and there were back and forths."
Another middle-aged man looked at Wang Jianjun and said with a smile: "Old Wang, I didn't expect you to have such a precious jade."
"Old Li, the soldier under your command is no worse than my soldiers."
Wang Jianjun showed a smile on his face and said with a smile.
Chen Wei frowned as he listened to the laughter around him, and looked at the two people colliding fiercely on the ring with a gloomy expression.
"What the hell is this kid doing?"
Chen Wei frowned and cursed fiercely in his heart, his face full of depression.
With Jiang Yunfei's strength, he could have easily taken an advantageous position, but now he is stupid enough to confront Zhao Lei head-on. What on earth is he trying to do?
Song Hongliang looked at the two people who were evenly matched on the ring, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Zhao Lei is a good boy. If you work harder, there is a great chance that you can win this competition."
Ye Chen frowned, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid this one is a bit difficult."
"Ye Chen, what do you mean?" Song Hongliang asked in confusion.
"In a pure competition of strength, Zhao Lei can compete with Jiang Yunfei in a short period of time, and even in one go, he does have a chance to win, but this is based on the situation where Jiang Yunfei has been fighting against Zhao Lei."
Ye Chen explained: "Zhao Lei's endurance is obviously a little worse than Jiang Yunfei's. Although Zhao Lei has a slight advantage in terms of explosive power, Jiang Yunfei has now changed his fighting style and begun to dodge. According to this form,
I'm afraid Zhao Lei will be exhausted before winning this victory."
As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, Jiang Yunfei also realized the key point of this duel. He took a deep breath and began to retreat instead of confronting Zhao Lei head-on.
"Are you starting to play hide-and-seek with me? Coward."
Zhao Lei roared, all the muscles in his body began to swell, and he punched Jiang Yunfei.
This punch seemed to tear the air apart, making a roaring sound, and suddenly hit Jiang Yunfei. His whole figure looked like a black bear looking up to the sky and roaring.
"Wait until you hit me first."
Jiang Yunfei raised a disdainful smile on his lips, turned his steps slightly, and turned his body slightly to avoid Zhao Lei's powerful punch.
Zhao Lei gritted his teeth, feeling slightly anxious, and continued to hit Jiang Yunfei with his mighty fist.
In terms of actual combat skills, Jiang Yunfei's combat effectiveness is obviously a level higher than that of Zhao Lei. Under the circumstances, it is difficult for Zhao Lei to cause great harm to Jiang Yunfei in a short period of time.
When a group of soldiers saw Jiang Yunfei being such a coward, they all burst out laughing and now burst into boos.
The faces of the three groups were a little ugly, but for a moment they had no way to refute.
However, some experienced soldiers have already noticed something strange, and a strange look flashed in their eyes.
"Zhao Lei, I'm going to lose."
Ye Chen shook his head and sighed.
In fact, Zhao Lei's idea is correct, but his and Jiang Yunfei's combat skills are too different. If we fight a protracted war, we will lose sooner or later. Only by going head-on like this and defeating ten battles with one force can we have a chance to win.
But Jiang Yunfei's actual combat ability still exceeded Zhao Lei's expectations. With that weird footwork, it was difficult for Zhao Lei to take advantage.
It was at this time that a huge change occurred in the arena.
Zhao Lei's strength began to weaken with each punch. Until now, although Zhao Lei's punches are still so fierce, their power is not as powerful as before.
In a hurry, Zhao Lei obviously made a mistake. Jiang Yunfei caught the opportunity and suddenly stepped forward and kicked Zhao Lei in the calf.
Severe pain shot up from his legs, a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Zhao Lei's forehead, and the movements of his hands suddenly froze.
Naturally, Jiang Yunfei would not miss this opportunity. He raised the elbow of his right arm, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and struck Zhao Lei.
With a muffled sound, Zhao Lei suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he stumbled backwards, hitting the rope at the edge of the ring. Under the action of an elastic force, he flew towards Jiang Yun again.
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A chill flashed in Jiang Yunfei's eyes. Regardless of the fact that Zhao Lei had lost his ability to fight, he punched Zhao Lei in the face.
"Jiang Yunfei, no."
A leader's expression changed, he stood up and shouted.
Jiang Yunfei pretended not to hear his scolding and punched Zhao Lei in the face.
Blood sprayed on the ring, and a white tooth flew out mixed with blood. Zhao Lei groaned, lay on the ground, and passed out.
The venue was silent for a moment, and then there was a huge cheer.
"Jiang Yunfei, this bitch, is so cruel."
Song Hongliang's expression changed, and he cursed angrily with a gloomy face.
Ye Chen's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were full of coldness.
"Chen Wei, your soldiers have gone too far."
Wang Jianjun had a sullen face and his voice was full of anger.
Chen Wei curled his lips and said calmly: "In a martial arts fight, fists and feet have no eyes, Old Wang, you don't understand this, right?"
A chill flashed across Wang Jianjun's eyes, and he clenched his hands together subconsciously.
"A group of masters is nothing more than this."
Jiang Yunfei sneered, looked at Ye Chen, and said arrogantly.
The faces of the soldiers present changed, and their eyes were full of anger. But when they looked at Zhao Lei who fell on the ring, their eyes were filled with aggrievedness.
They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of embarrassing a group.
"There are really no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys dominate."
Ye Chen's faint words seemed harsh in the silent venue. When Jiang Yunfei heard the words, his expression suddenly changed.
"You brat, if you have the guts, come up here. What's the point of trying to show off from below?" Jiang Yunfei said with a sinister look on his face.
Ye Chen suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and sat in his seat without moving.
He is no longer a member of the East China team, and he does not want to cause any more trouble to Wang Jianjun on such an occasion.
Seeing that Ye Chen was cowardly, Jiang Yunfei sneered and said disdainfully: "Cowardly"
When the other big guys heard this, their faces suddenly became unhappy.
Chen Wei's expression changed slightly and he scolded: "Yunfei, you are so presumptuous."
Ye Chen's expression suddenly changed at this time, he stood up and said with murderous intent: "Jiang Yunfei, you are looking for death."