Special Forces: I, SSS class war criminal

Just as He Qiu and the others had finished warming up, the contestants from Korea's side had already stepped onto the ring.

Looking at the not-so-young Korean with long hair, He Qiu and others in the audience couldn't help but frowned.

Although the Korean man on the ring in front of him was wearing a regular Korean-style military combat uniform, from his walking posture and the aura radiating from his whole body, He Qiu immediately concluded that this guy in front of him was definitely not a Korean soldier!

At the same time, in the online live broadcast room in Korea, someone soon recognized the true identity of this strange-looking Korean soldier.

"Axi! Isn't this Grandmaster Pei Kuitai!?"

"Really, we are the number one taekwondo master in Korea!"

All of a sudden, the entire network inside Goryeo boiled up, and the faces of many Goryeo crowd watching in front of the screen were all excited.

"Since Grandmaster Pei Kuitai came out in person, then this time, those Yan people will suffer a lot!"

"But Grandmaster Pei Kuitai is not a soldier, how could he represent the military in this fighting competition?"

"Axi! You don't care about what to do, as long as you can win or not! They are all from our country in Korea. What kind of masters and soldiers are there?"

Soon, conversations on Korea's internal network were circulating on the networks of other countries.

For a while, netizens from other countries stopped doing it, and started yelling and cursing on their respective networks: "The military is fighting, what does it mean to find a civilian expert!?"

"Gao Li really can't afford to lose so much!?"

Especially after hearing the news, the netizens in Yan could not bear the shameless behavior of the Koreans, and rushed into the live broadcast room of the Korean country, and started a massive war of words with the Korean netizens.

"Damn it, you bastards, you know how to play these dirty tricks every day, bah!"

"Axi, if you have the ability, you should also find the folk masters from your country of Yan, and there is nothing in the rules that you are not allowed to invite folk masters from your own country to participate in the war!"

In the blink of an eye, the entire network was quickly occupied by netizens from Yanguo and Korea.

At the same time, at the scene of the fighting competition ring, the stick host continued to receive instructions from the headset, while explaining to the camera with a cheeky smile: "Dear audience friends, as you can see, now the boarding On the ring is Mr. Pei Kuitai, the most famous taekwondo master of our Korean nation."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I made a slip of the tongue just now, the current Bae Kyu-tae has officially joined our Korean National Guard yesterday and has become a glorious and excellent Korean soldier!"

"Then, next, please look forward to Sergeant Pei Kuitai bringing us a wonderful fighting match!"

On the other side, a Colonel Yanguo rushed to Gao Shiwei in the stand with the latest information received from China, and then handed the information in Gao Shiwei's hands.

Looking at the detailed personal information about Pei Kuitai on the information, Gao Shiwei frowned deeply in the next second.

According to the data, this Pei Kuitai became famous at a young age, and now he is the number one taekwondo master in Korea.

After so many years, in the competition of various folk teams, there has never been a defeat.

Seeing this, Gao Shiwei turned his head to look at Jin Zhengmin, only to find that the latter quickly turned his head to the side, pretending to be admiring the scenery of the competition venue.

Seeing this, Gao Shiwei suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to the officers standing beside him in a deep voice: "Go, inform He Qiu and the others of the news and the personal information of the stick in the ring, and ask them to be more careful!"

"Yes!"

After He Qiu and the others received the notification, the expressions on the faces of the three did not change at all.

Seeing this, the colonel who came to deliver the news frowned slightly and said, "He Qiu, this fight is related to the outcome of the entire military competition, and it is more directly related to whether we can return home with the remains of the martyrs this time."

"So you must not be careless, and you must not take it lightly in the face of any opponent!"

He Qiu and others nodded, and then began to discuss the order of appearance.

Just when He Qiu took the initiative to ask for the first place on stage, Luo Feng beside him grabbed He Qiu and said with a smile, "He Qiu, with your ability, how can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife?"

"Let me go up and meet this stick first, and let me find out the situation for you."

Upon hearing this, He Qiu didn't insist anymore, nodded to Luo Feng and said, "Then you have to be careful, although this fellow on stage is a commoner, he may not be able to beat you in terms of skill."

"But since the Korean party sent him to take the lead, there must be other intentions, so we must pay attention to their tricks."

Luo Feng nodded solemnly, and then squeezed out a smile: "Damn, as early as when I was crossing obstacles, I saw that these sticks were not happy!"

"Just take advantage of this opportunity to vent your anger on this guy!"

As soon as the words fell, Luo Feng grabbed the edge of the ring with one hand, and then jumped onto the fighting ring nimbly.

Seeing that the contestants for the first round of the two sides have already taken their positions, the stick host in front of the camera, after receiving the instructions in the headset, immediately held the microphone with enthusiasm and said: "Dear audience friends, now the personnel from both sides are already in place. On the fighting arena, the respected American referee team is already in place."

"Next, please enjoy the personal taekwondo performance of our Koryo Sergeant Bae Kyu-tae!"

After the host finished speaking, the other photographers from the Koryo country all pointed their cameras at Pei Kuitai on the ring, and took the initiative to take a big close-up of this Korean folk master.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the audience, Luo Feng and his partner Pei Kuitai stood face to face in the center of the fighting ring under the guidance of the referee.

Before the coach of the American country could speak, Pei Kuitai bowed deeply in front of Luo Feng, and said in a fluent Chinese language: "I am Pei Kuitai, a Taekwondo master from Korea, and I have always heard that Yanguo is the birthplace of ancient martial arts. .”

"It's my honor to be able to fight against you Yan Guo soldiers today!"

Looking at Pei Kuitai's appearance, Luo Feng was a little confused: "What's the matter?"

But in front of the audience, Luo Feng couldn't show an inhumane look, so he imitated Pei Kuitai's movement and bent slightly: "To learn from each other, just click as soon as you can."

However, before Luo Feng finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp blow from his legs.

In the next second, in Luo Feng's lowered gaze, he saw Pei Kuitai's knee enlarged continuously.

"Fuck!"

Luo Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his figure retreated rapidly.

And the American referee, who was still standing between the two, didn't know where he went at the moment.

Seeing this scene, all the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom couldn't help showing expressions of surprise and anger.

Even Gao Shiwei in the stands couldn't help turning his head away, glaring at Jin Zhengmin who was sitting next to him: "What do you mean!?"

Unexpectedly, Jin Zhengmin said indifferently at this moment: "General Gao, the arena is like a battlefield. The moment they take the stage, the competition has already begun!"

"Could it be that, as the general of the Yan Kingdom, you don't even understand this truth!?"

Seeing that Jin Zhengmin had completely torn his face at this moment, Gao Shiwei's eyes twitched, and then he turned away sullenly, and continued to observe the situation on the ring.

At this moment, Luo Feng was caught off guard and could only raise his hands to defend in time, passively parrying Pei Kuitai's next series of blows like a storm.

Soon, Luo Feng retreated again and again, and he was forced to the edge of the ring, in a precarious situation.

Just when Pei Kuitai had a sneer on his face, he flew up and raised his foot.

Luo Feng gritted his teeth, put his hands down, opened his chest, and forcibly endured Pei Kuitai's gravity-flying kick.

boom!
Accompanied by a dull impact sound, Luo Feng was kicked flying by Pei Kuitai.

Seeing this, Pei Kuitai, who was in mid-air, turned around and landed gracefully, and then said to the American referee next to him with a smug face, "Your Excellency, you can announce the result now."

But before Pei Kuitai finished speaking, there were bursts of exclamations from the entire venue.

Pei Kuitai turned his head to look, and saw that after Luo Feng flew out of the ring, he still firmly grasped the edge of the ring with one hand.

Taking advantage of Pei Kuitai's speech just now, Luo Feng exerted strength with one arm and returned to the ring again!

Seeing this scene, He Qiu and others beside the ring couldn't help but excitedly said: "Lao Luo, good job!"

He Qiu stood under the ring, so he saw it most clearly just now.

At the moment when Luo Feng was about to be forced out of the ring, he took the initiative to free his hands to take Pei Kuitai's blow, in order to be able to use his freed arms to hold onto the edge of the ring while flying upside down, so as not to land on the ground. disuse.

And the price he paid for this was that Luo Feng received a flying kick from Pei Kuitai with all his strength!
This is completely madman-like fighting style!

Thinking of this, He Qiu looked at Luo Feng's tall and straight back on the stage, and a glint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

On the other side, after Luo Feng stabilized his figure, he raised his hand to caress his throbbing chest, and then spat hard on the ground beside his feet.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Feng hooked his fingers at Pei Kuitai who was not far away, and said coldly, "Come on! Continue!"