Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

Wang Yanbing glanced at several instructors, and said, "I can sweep them all by myself!" He hooked his fingers at them as he spoke.

Several instructors stopped and looked at Wang Yanbing, a little unfriendly. This young man was clearly here to kick the gym!

If you can't hold it down, how can you open a club?

And the opponent kicked the goal!

They have all practiced before, how could they be afraid of a brat!

One of them, about 30 years old, wearing a camouflage uniform, stood up and said, "Don't be ashamed, I will fight with you. If you lose, get a card, otherwise you will have to be carried out!"

Wang Yanbing chuckled and jumped onto a ring not far away.

The person in charge of the Longting Club was in a hurry, especially when Wang Yanbing came on stage, he didn't want to get his clothes dirty, so he took off his shirt, revealing his tendons and scars from bullet holes.

He suspected that the young man was a soldier, so he immediately went to the corner and made a phone call.

"Fengtian, someone from Longting Club came to kick the hall, suspecting that our special forces instructor is a fake, this guy looks like a soldier!"

At this moment, at the gate of a courtyard house, there is a man in his 30s, dressed in a suit, very stylish, and he can be seen as a successful person at a glance.

Standing beside him was a soldier, and also Zhang Lu's old acquaintance, Long Zhantian.

This person called Fengtian is actually Long Zhantian's elder brother, Long Fengtian.

"Zhan Tian, ​​don't be a soldier anymore, start a club with me, with you in charge, you are guaranteed to make money!" Long Fengtian and his younger brother Long Zhantian laughed.

"You are fake, the instructor is still a special soldier, I think you are insulting our soldiers, I have time some other day, I will teach those so-called instructors a lesson!" Although Long Zhantian said with a smile, he has always had a problem with his brother. Yes, their family is after the door, but for this brother, Long Zhantian shook his head.

"You dare!" Long Fengtian's voice suddenly rose, but it was just putting on airs, and immediately said: "That's just a gimmick, besides, I didn't lie, they are all retired fighters, and there are Sanda players, teaching a group of rookies is not enough. !” Just finished speaking, the phone in the pocket rang!

Chapter 1971 Wang Yanbing's Persistence

Long Zhan Tian Long Xing Hu stepped onto the ring, looked at Wang Yanbing with cold eyes, and said indifferently: "If you step down now, I will pretend that nothing happened."

When Long Zhantian stood in the arena, an aura rushed towards his face. This kind of oppressive feeling like a mountain, Wang Yanbing only came into contact with those first-class special forces during exercises. There is no such sense of oppression in the mine warfare at the base.

Wang Yanbing's momentum was like a rainbow. He didn't take it seriously at first, what kind of master can a small club have, but now his pupils shrank, his face became serious, and he looked at the other party.

The body is tall, taller than him by a head, stronger than him, supporting the original loose sportswear, and the slightly raised muscles seem to contain a violent force.

"This guy is probably a good guy!"

Wang Yanbing raised his gaze slightly, and said, "Are you trying to get ahead?"

"I'll say it again, step down and act like nothing happened to me."

"Step down? I'll talk after I win!"

Wang Yanbing snorted coldly, lunged forward, retracted his fist and suddenly punched Long Zhantian with his fist, the wind howled.

Who was Long Zhantian? He was the captain of the Dragon Soul Commando, and he was from a martial arts family. Seeing that the fist was about to hit, he moved his footsteps, turned his body slightly, and avoided Wang Yanbing's heavy punch in an understatement.

Wang Yanbing saw that the opponent easily avoided him, so he didn't dare to underestimate him. He raised his knee, and suddenly bumped into the opponent with a knee bump.

Long Zhantian didn't dodge either, he put his five fingers together to form a knife, and cut off Wang Yanbing's thigh with one knife.

Wang Yanbing smiled when he saw the other side's hand knife slashing, just kidding, such a hand knife also wants to block his own knee bump?

Unexpectedly, the knee did not break away from the opponent's arm, but was chopped off by the opponent's hand knife, and the thigh was numb and painful.

"This guy's fighting skills are probably better than He Chenguang's!"

Wang Yanbing was startled secretly, gritted his teeth and jumped up, punching the opponent's head.

Zhang Lu, who was hiding behind Chen Shanming, knew that Wang Yanbing was not Long Zhantian's opponent, even He Chenguang couldn't beat Long Zhantian.

Zhan Feng, Xia Houguang, Gao Shenghan, and Long Yan are at most able to draw with Long Zhantian.

When Wang Yanbing met this guy, he was destined to suffer.

But this boy Wang Yanbing, it's good to suffer a little bit, otherwise he will easily float away if he doesn't press it!

bang bang.

The two figures crossed each other on the ring, and passed with more than ten moves.

Wang Yanbing punched, and Long Zhantian grabbed his wrist, and then he pulled it suddenly, and threw Wang Yanbing flying out with his generous back.

He Chenguang also knew that Wang Yanbing was not his opponent, this guy, even he himself was not sure of victory.

He also secretly wondered, whether this guy's aura is good or his shots are good, he looks like a special soldier. Could it be that the other party is really a retired special forces instructor?

No matter what, if the fight continues like this, Wang Yanbing will probably be injured.

He didn't want to see Wang Yanbing get injured and was about to step into the ring.

"Don't come up!"

Wang Yanbing got up, saw that He Chenguang wanted to come up to help, and refused aloud.

"This guy has thick skin and thick flesh, and his key strength is much stronger than mine."

Wang Yanbing rushed forward again, this time, focusing on the opponent's footwork, and the big guys usually have unstable footwork.

boom!

He hit the opponent's calf firmly with one kick, but it felt like kicking on a wooden stake, and the back of his foot was numb.

When Wang Yanbing saw the other party's sudden cold smile, he knew something was wrong. He dared to think that the other party did not dodge on purpose, so he wanted to get away.

call out!

The opponent kicked over, extremely fast.

In a hurry, Wang Yanbing raised his arms to block.

Bang!

A force came through the back of his hand, as if he was hit hard by a heavy object, his feet were off the ground, and he was kicked and fell to the ground by the opponent.

The opponent's pair of big feet can be called iron legs, and there are some signs of instability in the lower plate.

Instead, it was me who was blown away by the whole person.

Wang Yanbing had a deep understanding of the strength of that kick just now. The back of the opponent's foot hit his arm, and the strong wind caused the skin on his face to sting slightly.

"This guy is very good at fighting, so he has to think of a way, otherwise he won't be able to kick the gymnasium today, and he will be ashamed instead."