Deng Feng's punch came without any warning, and struck directly at Shen Rusong's throat with the force of the wind. This was just without moving. If he did, it would be the most ferocious move in the grappling technique, the chokehold!
The wind of the fist instantly swayed Shen Rusong's hair on the temples. When there was no time to strike, Shen Rusong twisted his steps and pushed out with the same palm, dispelling Deng Feng's throat-locking punch.
But after all, Deng Feng is a veteran of many battles. If the attack with all his strength was so anticlimactic, it would be a loss of reputation. With the help of the force of the reverse thrust, Deng Feng actually used the momentum to turn his fist into a knife. He slanted downwards as slippery as a loach, followed closely, pressed his center of gravity, and exhaled loudly!
Of course, Shen Rusong didn't change hands. During fighting training, when did both parties not get off the stage with bruises and swollen faces? Countless beatings and counter-beatings have developed his extremely fast reaction speed.
Shen Rusong rolled his shoulder, smashed it hard with his iron shoulder, clamped the opponent's wrist with his left hand, and used a snake-like strike to hit the opponent's armpit. If he hit it hard, half of his arms would be sore and numb at once!
But what Shen Rusong was wrong about was that he only grabbed Deng Feng's wrist with his left hand, but what he grasped with his five fingers was an iron plate and he couldn't hold it! Deng Feng's elbow shook, and his muscles jumped suddenly, like explosives detonating in succession, leaving Shen Rusong's hooked fingers nowhere to wedge themselves, and Shen Rusong's iron mountain back hit Deng Feng's whole body. The incomparable muscles were like a small mountain hitting a giant peak. Not only did it fail to make Deng Feng take a step back, it actually made Shen Rusong hiss in pain under the violent shock!
With such a collision, Deng Feng seized the opportunity of Shen Rusong's ribs to open up, and the hand knife that slid down immediately clenched his fist and struck directly, which exploded!
Shen Rusong's face turned red as he took a violent blow to the liver. He stretched out his hands to wrap around Deng Feng's neck. Without allowing him to distance himself before accumulating strength, he directly wrapped his arms around him and pulled the fight close to his body. Fighting.
As soon as this came and went, the fight became fierce!
Before Deng Feng could clench his fist and hit hard again, Shen Rusong twisted his waist and released a heavy punch. The two faced each other with their foreheads pressed, each other's breath splashed on their faces, and a low roar was twisted in their throats. Really like a beast.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!" There were several muffled sounds, and Deng Feng's eyes screamed and spit out fire. Even though he was entangled, he continued to punch his liver and kidneys. Shen Rusong had to eat them one by one. People outside the venue could only Seeing that Shen Rusong was beaten with fists as big as casseroles, he was unable to parry.
"Keng!" Did Shen Rusong get beaten in vain? He hit his forehead in return, the forceful and heavy bump made their noses crooked, and two streams of blood flew out. Shen Rusong pushed hard with his arms, stamped his feet, raised his knees, and hit his knees twice!
With all his strength exploding, his kneecaps hit his belly. With each hit, Deng Feng's waist arched up like a shrimp. Shen Rusong turned from defense to offense. In the entangled state, he hit the weakest and most helpless person with continuous knee strikes. The protective belly was then raised upwards and knocked against the diaphragm, which immediately caused Deng Feng to lose his breath.
Shen Rusong took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack, exerting force on his wrists again. Regardless of the pain of continuous bursts of liver in his waist and ribs, he belted his shoulders and twisted his body to squeeze out a moment of space. When Deng Feng was distracted, he hit him in the face with a backhand elbow!
The ninety-degree rotation carried great power, and he bent his elbow to make a heavy swing, which made Deng Feng's facial features twist. However, Shen Rusong's movement broke through the defense and opened the door!
Deng Feng resisted the elbow attack and retreated far less than Shen Rusong expected. He stepped forward, lifted Shen Rusong's arms upwards, and placed them under his armpits. Wreck his joint!
This is simply a replica of Shen Rusong's cunning skills!
Shen Rusong made a decision immediately, not wanting to be entangled anymore, he raised his feet and kicked away, but in the end it was a step too late. The tip of his fist stabbed into the hollow of Shen Rusong's hand. When he was numb, Shen Rusong returned his hand and slapped Deng Feng with a "snap" Right cheek.
The two of them stumbled apart, both in a state of embarrassment. They "kick, kick, kick, kick" and dodge five or six steps in a row to reach a normal fighting distance.
Shen Rusong pursed his lips, spat out pink saliva, and there was a fishy and spicy taste in his mouth. Deng Feng was not much better, half of his face was swollen, and he was hit hard by his knees several times in a row, causing his blood to surge. Can't suppress it.
A female soldier in the squad smelled Xing Xingzi and saw the squad leader and squad deputy fighting like this. She stepped forward to break up the fight, but was stopped by another veteran, Qiu Tiejun. A pair of falcon eyes stared at the female volunteer named Xu Shengnan and paused.
Qiu Tiejun said in a low voice: "Everyone is watching! Fighting demonstration! Those who want to fight, please pass me first!"
As these words continued, two male soldiers actually stood up and expressed their intention to practice with their seniors. Shen Rusong saw this scene and shouted: "It's none of your business! Stand still!"
Shen Rusong turned back to stare at Deng Feng, and said in a fighting style: "How about, continue?"
"Continue." Deng Feng jumped up and down, as if the heavy blow just now was in vain.
"It's just a stretch to open up your muscles, come on!"
With a loud shout, Deng Feng attacked again, with an ordinary straight punch from his left hand. What he gained was his speed! But Shen Rusong easily turned his head to avoid it, and his hidden back fist also hit Shen Rusong's block, to no avail.
The two of them began to move around, occasionally punching out for a feint, trying to find an opening for each other. However, one of them was a veteran, a hob meat from the pile of corpses, and the other was an elite cadet from the military academy. The two were facing each other. It seems that the opponent is just in time, so there is no need to give in too much.
Shen Rusong always maintained a defensive posture and remained indifferent to Deng Feng's repeated light punches. He had the intention of arousing Deng Feng's anger, but the opponent had already left the category of hot-blooded recruits and could not hold his breath.
Under the stalemate, seeing everyone in the class getting more and more commotion, and people from other classes coming in at any time outside the training ground, Shen Rusong felt impatient. He really didn't believe it anymore, considering that he almost wanted to lose when he fought in the military academy. With his level, compared to the last two-year combat soldier, who is not an elite ace in the special operations force, can he still lose?
Shen Rusong threw a test punch, thinking it was a feint? But in the flash of lightning, before he could hold back his fist, Shen Rusong raised his body and hit a high whip! Take Deng Feng's profile directly!
Even if the thunderbolt-like whip legs were blocked, the force would penetrate through and sting painfully. Deng Feng's eyes flashed with violence, and he hit Shen Rusong at the base of his thigh with his hand!
This insidious and vicious move was hidden in the wind of the leg. Shen Rusong was caught off guard and actually caught it. Although it didn't hit the vital part, it shook his lower body for a moment. He quickly stopped and lowered his body to hook, Facing Deng Feng's uninitiated kick, he patted it down and took advantage of the opportunity to take a step back.
Shen Rusong raised the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows, looked extremely ugly, and pounced directly!
This time, the two of them were entangled again, and their fighting skills turned into wrestling. They seemed to feel that the opponent was hard-handed and would not be able to win for a while. The two went head to head, horn to horn, and exchanged heavy punches with a muffled sound. Hit the waist and ribs, punch after punch.
There were dozens of muffled sounds in a row. Every time the two of them were punched by the other party, their whole bodies were shaken and stiffened, and then the next punch hit harder. The sound of breaking the wind made everyone feel pain in their faces. The beating made everyone's eyelids jump wildly.
Finally, a blow to the liver caused Shen Rusong to cough up a mouthful of blood. Almost at the same time, Deng Feng's throat felt so sweet that he couldn't hold it down, and he spit out two mouthfuls of blood.
Seeing that if he continued to fight, something serious would happen, including a ruptured spleen, which would be the end of the world, Qiu Tiejun shouted: "Brother Feng!" and stepped forward to pull him away.
Seeing this, others quickly helped the two of them separate, comforted them, put their helmets under their buttocks, and quickly drank some water.
It was now clear who was following whom. Only Qiu Tiejun stood beside Deng Feng, and everyone else subconsciously distanced themselves from them. After all, they were new recruits. If they didn't recognize the squad leader, who would they recognize? It's my first day here. Why don't these two come for such an important thing? Will everyone be stupid?
Shen Rusong drank half of the bottle of water in one breath, exhaled the turbid air in his stomach, coughed twice into his fists, and said hoarsely: "Do you accept it or not?"
Deng Feng put his hands on his knees, gasping for breath without making a sound.
"If you don't accept it, wear protective gear and fight again! I don't have that much time to accompany you! If you don't accept it, let's fight today. If you don't accept it, then report it yourself and get out. I don't care about you!"
Deng Feng looked at Qiu Tiejun and saw that the other party shook his head in an inconspicuous manner. He also knew that what had been done was done. The head shift manager also lost face and the fight was severe. If he wanted to cause trouble again, Shen Rusong would do it again. Stay with me again?
dream!
This is where? On the street? A gang fight?
Deng Feng raised his head and let out a long sigh, hitting his chest with his fist. His eyes were filled with tears. It is said that men do not shed tears easily, but a string of tears fell from his eyes. They were wiped away in an instant, and he looked down again. Shen Rusong said:
"Damn it, do you think I care about being the squad leader? When I see you, I think of my old squad leader. Brother Hao died in Yanqi, and his body was not recovered. Brother Hao is here, so why is it your turn to be my squad leader?"
Qiu Tiejun put his arm around Deng Feng's shoulders and advised, "You've lost your temper, and I've made trouble with you. I'll conquer Fenglin this year, and then I'll pour Brother Hao's grave."
Seeing Deng Feng covering his face and sinking into the crook of his knees, Qiu Tiejun said helplessly: "Squad leader, Deng Feng and I were the only ones left in the former Class 2. He values love. When he sees you and the new brothers, he doesn't care." I don’t want to sacrifice my brothers and sisters, alas, I am a stupid person, I need to be punished... It was me and him who caused the trouble, whether he was transferred away or put into confinement, I admit it and have nothing to say."
Shen Rusong did have the idea of transferring these two thorns away in an instant. He almost said "you two will be transferred away", but the words just came to his mind and melted away again.
He patted his knees and stood up, walked to Deng Feng, stretched out his hand and said, "I understand how you feel. My father also died early. I have been in pain since I was more than ten years old."
"But we are soldiers, in the Fuxing Army, and in this class, we are you two brothers and sisters. It's not a big deal to have a competition. I only say that you do have a skill, and you have not lost the title of Class 2."
Shen Rusong shook his eyebrows without shaking his hands at all. Looking at Deng Feng who was still covering his face, he sighed, and then in a slightly deeper voice: "Come on! What are you embarrassed about?! I don't care, you care?!"
Meeting Deng Feng's gaze, a pair of steel-like hands came together and held each other. Shen Rusong exerted force on his wrists, pulled Deng Feng up, and hissed: "Don't say anything, just give me the idea."
This is already the case, what else can Deng Feng do? The soldier who did not know how to commend himself was beaten by the squad leader as early as the first year. Deng Feng pursed his lips tightly and was stepped on by Qiu Tiejun several times before he said two words: "Yes! Squad leader!"
