Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

Wow, this young man is very arrogant.

Section Chief Hu and Captain Zhang looked at each other. They were just trying out Wang Bo's ability. If Wang Bo could do it, they would of course welcome him. But if not, they would give him some face and not embarrass him.

Now, both of them wanted to teach Wang Bo a lesson.

“Stop practicing!”

"gather!"

As Captain Zhang gave the order, the soldiers scattered across the venue quickly gathered together and stood neatly in front of Wang Bo and his companions.

"sit down!"

Captain Zhang gave an order and two hundred people sat on the ground at the same time, looking straight at the three people in front of them.

Wang Bo couldn't help but admire that the spirit and energy of these 200 soldiers gathered together were like a spear, unstoppable.

Section Chief Hu stood aside and introduced: "This is Comrade Wang Bo, an expert we invited from the public to provide combat guidance for everyone. Please applaud and welcome him."

Suddenly, two hundred pairs of eyes were focused on Wang Bo and they applauded loudly.

Wang Bo could see clearly that this group of people should be the best players selected from the army. They were all proud and arrogant. Although the applause was loud, there was dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Wang Bo was happy. This instruction is specially designed to deal with all kinds of dissatisfaction.

"No. 95, get out of the queue!"

As Captain Zhang gave the order, a soldier stood up and ran to the front of the team and stood in front of Wang Bo.

"No. 95, you come and spar with Comrade Wang Bo first. Remember to show mercy."

No. 95 was startled, then he straightened up and answered loudly:

"Yes!"

No. 95 stood opposite Wang Bo with his hands raised. He got angry when he saw Wang Bo standing loosely in front of him. What a fake master. He doesn't look like he can fight at all. Today I'm going to fight him!

After thinking about it, No. 95 shouted, took a step in front of Wang Bo, and punched him directly in a bow stance.

Wang Bo looked at the ordinary punch coming straight towards his chest, and he raised his arm to block it.

But what followed was that No. 95's other arm quickly inserted into Wang Bo's throat, and at the same time, No. 95 used his front foot as support and kicked towards Wang Bo's crotch with his back foot.

If this really happened on the battlefield, this throat-piercing kick would definitely be a fatal blow. If someone was hit by it, their throat would definitely be broken and everything would be gone.

However, Wang Bo's physical fitness was incredibly strong. He raised one hand to hold the hand pointing at his throat, and with the other hand he grabbed the leg aimed at his crotch.

Wang Bo is so strong!

Although No. 95 wanted to teach Wang Bo a lesson, he didn't want to hurt anyone. In the end, he held back and thought that he could just scare Wang Bo. However, he didn't expect that he would be captured and couldn't get free at all.

No. 95 didn't think much about it. Since he couldn't break free, he jumped up with his other supporting foot and kicked Wang Bo hard in the stomach. This time he didn't hold back, after all, the kick to the stomach was not fatal.

Wang Bo didn't give him a chance. As soon as No. 95 jumped up, Wang Bo threw him to the ground heavily, and he twitched in pain.

Seeing No. 95 lose so easily, Section Chief Hu and Captain Zhang realized that Wang Bo was still capable.

But my own soldiers were defeated so easily, isn't this a slap in my face?

"No. 30, get out of the queue!"

No. 30 stood opposite Wang Bo. Without any nonsense, he punched Wang Bo directly. However, when the fist came, his fingers suddenly popped out and his palm stabbed towards Wang Bo's eyes like a knife.

Wang Bo habitually turned sideways and tilted his head to avoid it, but this was exactly what No. 30 wanted.

No. 30 followed closely and, while retracting his arm, he reached out his other hand towards Wang Bo's crotch.

Again? !

Is there a target here?

This crucial part is not something to joke about, so Wang Bo quickly stepped sideways.

As Wang Bo retreated, No. 30 twisted his body and made a horizontal hook. No. 30's fist, as big as a casserole, hit Wang Bo straight in the face.

Wang Bo had to admit that if he had not been strengthened, he would have been knocked to the ground and cried for his parents.

He quickly stretched out his hand, grasped No. 30's fist, and then slapped No. 30 on the chest.

No. 30's fist was grabbed, and he wanted to pull it out but found that he could not do it no matter what. Moreover, Wang Bo was holding his fist, so that his chest was facing Wang Bo's slap.

There was a loud "pa!" sound, and No. 30 became limp after being slapped by Wang Bo. He knelt on the ground and kept coughing. It was obvious that the slap made him unable to breathe.

"No. 1, get out of the queue!"

When No. 1 saw Wang Bo knock down two fighters quickly and efficiently, he no longer looked down on Wang Bo. He stood opposite Wang Bo, swayed left and right a few steps, looking for Wang Bo's weakness.

But in his eyes, Wang Bo was full of flaws, which made No. 1 not rush forward.

No. 1 swayed a few more times, and finally threw a quick close-range punch to test Wang Bo.

Wang Bo tried to block it, but he found that the punch had no power and it didn't even hit Wang Bo so he pulled it back.

No. 1 was already close by then, and while Wang Bo's arm was raised, he took a quick step forward, twisted his body at the same time, and thrust a powerful elbow towards Wang Bo's chest.

That’s not the end yet. No. 1 seemed to know that the elbow was useless. When his elbow hit Wang Bo, he turned his body again and used his other hand to hit Wang Bo’s crotch.

As No. 1 expected, the elbow to the center had no effect on Wang Bo. It just made Wang Bo stagger. But the subsequent kneeling and crotch-lifting attack made Wang Bo's eyes widen.

Wang Bo exclaimed in his heart, "Wow, why are these people targeting my back? You know this is my weak spot, right?"

But a weak spot is a weak spot, and Wang Bo didn't dare to let it get hit.

Wang Bo leaned sideways and managed to avoid the attack.

No. 1 watched Wang Bo dodge, and then twisted his body again, and his raised arm turned into an uppercut, hitting Wang Bo's chin.

Wang Bo felt ashamed after being attacked continuously. He tilted his head to avoid the uppercut and pushed No. 1 out with both hands.

In just a moment, No. 1's uppercut turned into an elbow. If Wang Bo hadn't acted quickly, the elbow would have definitely hit Wang Bo in the face.

No. 1, who fell to the ground, looked incredulous. How did he lose?

Wang Bo used his hand to brush off the non-existent dust on his body and gave No. 1 a thumbs up. "Good job, young man. I can show you some of your skills."

Although Wang Bo pretended to be a master, he knew that if he were an ordinary person, that first elbow to the heart would be enough to kill him!

Seeing the stunned No. 1 below, Wang Bo turned around and said to Captain Zhang with a smile: "Xiao Zhang, let's try it out and demonstrate it to the soldiers."

Wang Bo understood that these soldiers wanted to stop at a certain point at first, but Zhang Shengli thought that he was also a fake, so he wanted the soldiers to give him a hard blow and drive him away.

Since Wang Bo has invited him, how could Zhang Shengli not accept the challenge?

He also regretted that he would have been more polite to Wang Bo if he had known earlier.

Although he regretted it, the battle was about to begin, so Zhang Shengli quickly put aside irrelevant thoughts and calmed down to deal with Wang Bo.