Chen Feng had his own confidence.
The Jeet Kune Do created by Bruce Lee was once known as the world's strongest fighting technique. It was not for fun.
Jeet Kune Do and Instant Step, these two innate skills not only gave him confidence, but also terrifying skills.
At this moment, Chen Feng was merely standing there. His entire body was like a straight spear, exuding an indescribable sharpness.
"Are you looking for a beating?"
Upon hearing Chen Feng's words, Wang Yanbing's face darkened.
In terms of skills, no one in the entire Red Blood Cell team was his match except He Chenguang, who was a national martial arts champion.
"Chen Feng, the movement technique trial is not a street brawl. The members of the red blood cell group are all practicing the strongest combat techniques in the military. Their goal is to kill with one strike.”
Fan Tianlei said.
Although he had seen Chen Feng's performance in assassinating the seven robbers, the military competition was truly a physical fight. There was nothing fancy about it. Wang Yanbing had killed countless criminals barehanded during his missions over the years.
He was truly worried that Chen Feng would be injured.
"Instructor Fan, the trial training has already reached this point. Have you seen any of my words that I haven't put into practice?”
Chen Feng glanced at Fan Tianlei.
That one sentence rendered him speechless.
"Forget it. It's good that you're confident."
Fan Tianlei was stunned for a long time before he finally said helplessly.
Thinking about it carefully, Chen Feng was right. From the beginning of the strength training, no one, including him, had high hopes for him. However, Chen Feng had used his actions to shut them all up.
"Alright, cut the crap. You'll know who's looking for a beating later.”
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and coldly glanced at Wang Yanbing.
Then, he walked straight to the center of the grass and casually stretched his body. A series of dull thuds suddenly sounded from all parts of his body, like thunder.
Enraged by Chen Feng's disdainful tone, Wang Yanbing crossed his fingers and squeezed his eyes. He walked to the grass and stared at Chen Feng with an unfriendly expression.
What was a trial?
At most, this meant that Chen Feng was stronger than when they had entered the red blood cells a few years ago. However, this did not mean that he was stronger than the current him.
After so many years of hellish training in the red blood cell team, even a dozen ordinary people could not get close to Wang Yanbing.
Just this kid?
Wang Yanbing was confident that he could kill him and beat him to the ground begging for mercy.
"Fiery Bird, go easy on him. Don't really kill him. When the time comes, it won't be settled by confinement.”
"That's right. I should be able to use 30 - 40% of my usual strength.”
Seeing Wang Yanbing's fierce look, He Chenguang and the others were shocked. They were most familiar with Wang Yanbing's temper. If this guy was stupid, even Fan Tianlei couldn't control him.
What if he lost control of his strength and killed Chen Feng? At that time, the matter would be blown out of proportion. Hence, they had hurriedly warned him before they could make a move.
"I know. Fighting with 30% to 40% of my strength is too much.”
Wang Yanbing sneered, disdain and mockery written all over his face.
This guy was indeed a street thug. He had been in the army for so many years, but he had not changed his ruffian nature.
"Are you ready?"
Chen Feng glanced at him.
"I still need to be accurate when fighting you…"
Bang!
Wang Yanbing had a look of disdain on his face. However, before he could finish his sentence, Chen Feng suddenly snorted and took a step forward with his right foot. The sole of his shoe rubbed too violently on the grass, causing a sharp sound to ring out.
Everyone only saw a figure flash past at an extreme speed, and then Wang Yanbing was kicked out and smashed onto the grass with a bang.
"F * ck!"
Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.
No…What happened just now?
Why was the Flamingo sent flying with just one move?
Since Fan Tianlei and the others were so shocked, Wang Yanbing himself was even more shocked. Lying on the ground, other than feeling a piercing pain in his chest, he recalled carefully and realized that he had not seen clearly how Chen Feng had attacked.
"Just this bit of strength?"
Chen Feng glanced at Wang Yanbing from his high position and raised his finger.
"Fuck, again."
The gesture of picking a finger was extremely insulting. Wang Yanbing's eyes turned red and he jumped up from the ground with both hands.
Clenching his five fingers and clenching his fists, Wang Yanbing suddenly exuded a fierce aura.
He must have been careless just now.
Staring at Chen Feng, the disdain on Wang Yanbing's face was completely covered by a solemn expression. If he, Fiery Bird, was defeated by a rookie today, he would definitely become the joke of the entire army.
As for the bullsh * t about not using too much force to prevent killing the person, he had thrown it all to the back of his mind. That kick from Chen Feng just now was not light at all. Even now, his chest was still aching faintly.
With a low shout, Wang Yanbing no longer hesitated and charged at Chen Feng.
Special Military Boxing.
This was a fighting technique that everyone in the Red Blood Cell team would learn. It originated from the military boxing, but after some improvements, it became a killing technique for the special forces. One punch would at least injure the tendons and break the bones.
"This is bad. Fiery Bird is getting serious.”
Xu Tianlong's expression changed as he anxiously said.
"Should we stop Wang Yanbing?"
Chen Shanming's expression also changed a little. They all knew Wang Yanbing's skills, and now he was obviously really angry.
"Wait a moment."
Fan Tianlei shook his head and stared at the two people in the arena.
He had a feeling that Chen Feng's confidence was definitely not faked.
Wang Yanbing threw a punch at Chen Feng. His feet moved continuously, his speed astonishing. He was like a ferocious beast that had been released from a cage.
Unfortunately…
In Chen Feng's eyes, Wang Yanbing's speed was still too slow.
"Too slow."
The corner of Chen Feng's mouth suddenly curled up into a cold smile. A bloodthirsty cold light flashed in his eyes as he snorted coldly. Before Wang Yanbing could react, he realized that his fist could not advance even half a step forward. Raising his head, he saw that Chen Feng was holding his iron fist with one hand.
"I said you're too slow and too weak.”
Chen Feng shook his head. In the next moment, he made his move. He kicked Wang Yanbing's abdomen with his knee. Under the terrifying force, Wang Yanbing was sent flying backward.
However, Chen Feng did not intend to let go so easily. He reached out and grabbed Wang Yanbing's wrist, pulling him back from the flying back.
The moment he pulled Wang Yanbing back, Chen Feng's right elbow had already smashed heavily onto Wang Yanbing's back, sending him crashing to the ground.
Chen Feng clapped his hands and glanced at Wang Yanbing, who was lying on the ground and struggling for a long time. He shook his head.
"Don't tell me that there aren't any red blood cells that can fight?”
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