"Boy, get up, the battle has just begun." A deep voice sounded, revealing excitement.
Zhang Chong, who was a little dizzy, immediately got up with a grunt after hearing this, his eyes full of anger and fear.
too fast!
"Did you just fall over your shoulder? Didn't you just grab your hand, why did you fall out in an instant?" Zhang Chong felt that he had overlooked something in that short moment.
"What? You don't dare to attack anymore?" Xiang Yu's hoarse voice, hidden under his straw clothes, was full of teasing.
"Asshole, I will chop you up today!"
Zhang Chong's face was filled with anger and his aura was even more intense.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The beach was filled with constant muffled sounds, as well as the roars and roars of wild beasts.
There was also the sound of two men colliding with each other.
Zhang Chong was like a human-shaped sandbag, kept being thrown out by Xiang Yu. As long as his arm was caught, he didn't react at all and was thrown out directly.
So weird!
This feeling made Zhang Chong even more impatient, and he kept rushing towards Xiang Yu, and then was kept being thrown.
For a moment, he was thrown to pieces, and his whole brain was pounding.
Zhang Chong looked very impatient. He felt that his internal organs were shaking, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, making him even more cruel.
Even at the expense of injury.
He wanted to get hurt, but Xiang Yu didn't.
It was quite exciting for a while.
Of course, Zhang Chong still couldn't avoid the fate of being thrown or falling out.
He directly shoveled away the hot sand that had been exposed to the sun, creating human-shaped pits.
Five times!
ten times!
Thirty times!
Fifty times!
Huhu~
Panting violently, Zhang Chong still stubbornly climbed up from the ground. His whole body was filled with the smell of blood, and even the sand on the ground was dyed red.
Falling to the ground again and again, Zhang Chong's body was full of small wounds, but even so, not only did he not retreat, but he became more aggressive.
Xiang Yu was also a little stunned at this time.
This was the first time he met such a durable new soldier.
Ordinary recruits would probably be beaten to pieces after being thrown two or three times by him.
This guy was thrown dozens of times, his body was full of blood, and he spit out a lot of bruises from his mouth, but he still stood up stubbornly.
Those pupils were like the eyes of a wild beast, glaring at him fiercely.
Is he really a new recruit?
This caused him to start breathing heavily.
Every time he fell over his shoulder, he also needed to expend his strength.
Besides, Zhang Chong's weight is not low at all. In addition, the over-the-shoulder throw he used was uniquely developed by him. It is extremely fast and consumes more energy.
After all, it was impossible for him to use weapons. For a new recruit, he was a majestic beast camp warrior, and he would be laughed out of his mouth if he used weapons.
Besides, he actually wanted to see how far Zhang Chong would persist.
With firm eyes, he rushed forward again. Amidst Zhang Chong's roar, he threw him over his shoulder again, harder and harder.
Damn it, I can’t believe it, you still got up.
However, Zhang Chong was seen falling five or six meters away. Many parts of his training clothes had become strips of cloth, revealing his body full of blood. He stood up from the beach still stubbornly.
Blood mixed with sweat.
The hideous scars were revealed on Zhang Chong's body and the broken training clothes.
Already soaked in blood, it looked even more ferocious.
There are more than just two parties watching this battle.
There are also drones buzzing in the sky.
The picture was clearly transmitted to the isolated island base.
To be honest, no one was optimistic about Zhang Chong from the beginning.
After all, this is not Balang, let alone a soldier, but the God of War of the Beast Camp.
It would be a big joke to be knocked down by a new recruit.
"Long Baichuan, how about we make a bet?" Seeing Zhang Chong being thrown four meters away by Xiang Yu with a quick shoulder throw, the sand and soil were splashed, and it was a bit difficult to get up, and a sudden emotion appeared on his face. A happy smile.
How dare you brat and humiliate the soldiers under his command like that? Now you must be in trouble.
"Fuck him to death and beat the shit out of him!" Of course, this is just Wuhan Iron and Steel's inner monologue.
Long Baichuan on the side also stared at the screen, without looking back, and replied calmly: "How to bet?"
"Three moves, as long as three over-the-shoulder falls, Zhang Chong will never be able to get up. How about we bet on a seafood banquet?" Wuhan Steel raised three fingers and said with great momentum.
Long Baichuan pondered for a moment and said nothing, looking at Zhang Chong who stood up stubbornly in the picture, with a fierce light all over his body.
But Balang interjected: "Martial team, you think too highly of this Zhang Chong, right? The shoulder throw is one of the God of War's special skills. After three of me, half of my life has passed, not to mention this new recruit. .”
"It's a bet!" Long Baichuan suddenly said in a deep voice.
"What?" Balang looked back at Long Baichuan in disbelief, thinking that Team Long must be crazy.
Wuhan Iron and Steel didn't care so much, and immediately clapped his legs and cheered: "Okay, it's settled, it's a seafood banquet, Balang, you can come and eat together when the time comes, I can't finish it by myself!"
The proud expression on his face made him feel happy and sure of victory.
The top brass of their beast camp knew how hard Xiang Yu's fall was.
A smile appeared on the corner of Long Baichuan's mouth: "Wu Heizi, it's too early for you to be happy. Who might have invited this seafood banquet?"
"Hahaha~ It's up to you. Although this kid's physical fitness is indeed good, he will never be able to withstand three." Wuhan Iron and Steel laughed, but his face was full of optimism.
Long Baichuan smiled and shook his head, looking at Zhuang Ming who was drinking tea: "Lone Wolf, what do you think?"
"You've decided to eat the seafood banquet, but I don't know how many meals it will be?" Zhuang Ming glanced at the screen lightly and replied.
Wu Gang's face froze for a moment, he muttered, but said nothing.
Balang also smiled coquettishly, disapprovingly.
Although the rank of this leader is scary, he is the God of War of their beast camp, and only they know his details.
Long Baichuan grinned and nodded: "I think so too."
This made Wuhan Iron and Steel snort heavily, and everyone looked at the two people on the screen.
From the various expressions at the beginning, it slowly began to change.
Bang! Bang!
Even without much sound.
But every time Zhang Chong hit hard, the sand and soil splashed up looked so terrifying. The dent made by the smash and the distance he was thrown away, one can imagine the power contained in it.
But Zhang Chong got up stubbornly every time.
Wuhan Gang's face was extremely dark, and it was getting darker.
Because three people fell over his shoulders, Zhang Chong still stubbornly got up.
"What a bastard, Long Baichuan, I bet he can't survive eight over-the-shoulder throws this time!"
This time Wuhan Iron and Steel can be said to be very conservative.
(End of chapter)
