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Chapter 207 If I don't admit defeat, I will hit harder and harder
"Not only do I want to shoot twenty, but you twenty..." Yan Zhi said, pointing to the wooden spears and wooden swords that were lined up on the side for practicing bayonet fighting, "you can take guns, you can use knives .”

The audience was even more uproarious. If you hit twenty people by yourself, you don't want to be a human being or a god. Now you dare to beat twenty people with sticks with your bare hands. You don't want to be a god anymore, you want to be a dead man , you want to be a ghost.

Yan Zhi ignored everyone's arguments, and said to the twenty soldiers of the 116th Infantry Company: "But first of all, let me declare that if twenty of you fight me with bare hands, my subordinates will show mercy!"

Yan Zhi deliberately paused: "If twenty of you hold knives and guns in your hands, then I will kill you, kill you, and show no mercy."

Look,

Look,

What does this say.

The people in the audience were not calm again, the colonel of the independent company just wanted to die, and he started not to speak human words again.

What Yan Zhi wants is this effect: "Whether you want me to show mercy or not, you can decide for yourself.

Remember, don't fight me with a weapon, I will show mercy,
As long as you have a weapon in your hand, I will kill you without mercy. "

Everyone is sure that this Chinese major is trying to die, you are forcing him to take a weapon!

Oh, you are merciless if you don't take a weapon, but you are merciless if you take a weapon.

If someone chooses not to take a weapon, isn't that an initiative to show weakness to you?No one else would do that.

What Yan Zhi said was to force the soldiers of the 116th replenishment company to use weapons. Only when they used wooden knives and wooden guns could he kill the killer without attracting criticism. In front of soldiers all over the world, he directly killed the Japanese Convince.

I will leave my words here. If you want me to show mercy, you will naturally not use knives and guns.

How infuriating.

Everyone in the audience thought that Yan Zhi was crazy. These words were obviously forcing the 116 soldiers of the [-]th Infantry Company to use knives and guns, but no one could refute them.

Yes, you and I fight empty-handed, and I can still show mercy. You have a knife and a gun in your hand, do you still expect me to show mercy to you?

This seems to be right!

Watanabe and Captain Si said to the twenty soldiers: "Since Major Yan said so, then you should take your wooden guns and wooden knives and let Major Yan use all your strength. You can also learn a few things from Commander Yan."

Hearing what my officer said, some of the [-] soldiers took wooden spears, some took wooden swords, and surrounded Yan Zhi.

As equipment for training hand-to-hand combat, these wooden guns and wooden swords are very hard, no worse than real guns. In fact, the barrels of all rifles are made of this kind of wood.

Moreover, because Westerners are tall and have wide palms, the wooden guns they use are a little thicker than domestic ones.

"let's go!"

Yan Zhi waved to the twenty soldiers.

The 116 soldiers of the [-]th Infantry Company all brushed their faces and clasped their fists together.

Yan Zhi cupped his fists and returned the salute.

In front of everyone, the play of friendship between the two sides still needs to be performed.

The audience was silent.

All the cameras of the reporters were aimed at the 21 people on the ring, and the spotlights were buzzing for a while.
"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

Twenty soldiers of the 116th Infantry Company shouted in unison, this is the slogan they must shout to show their loyalty before attacking
As soon as the sound of long live fell, a soldier, holding a wooden sword in his hand, jumped up high, and slashed his face down.

As a result, the other soldiers also started to move. They either stepped forward or took a step back, holding wooden swords or spears in their hands, and began to attack in an orderly manner.

Since you want to count one as twenty, then we will make your death a little more ugly.

Yan Zhi made a simple and effective high whip kick, and with a "click", the soldier's wooden stick was directly kicked into two pieces, and the force of his kick did not weaken, and it directly hit the soldier's chest.

There was no "crack" sound of bones breaking, but the soldier's chest was struck by lightning, and his heart was in pain. His eyes went dark, he vomited blood, and flew back directly, fell to the ground with a plop, spun around, and passed out.
There was a burst of exclamation from the audience
"God, such a thick wooden sword was kicked in two by him, and the power was not diminished, directly kicking a soldier to death. What a hard leg and how much strength it must be!"

"This high whip kick is so simple and unpretentious, each of us can use it skillfully, and we even play better than him, but God, we can't kick the power of his move."

Soldiers from various countries in the audience were talking about it. Such a simple high whip kick was used by him, and its power was so amazing.

Yan Zhi kicked the soldier away, then swung his legs back in a half-spin, and kicked a soldier who rushed up directly in the abdomen.

"what!"

The soldier screamed, his whole body was kicked and floated backward like a bow, his hand loosened, the wooden gun fell, and blood spit out with a "wow", scattered in mid-air, like a demon flower different safflower.

Before Yan Zhiren landed, he made an unimaginable roundabout kick in the air again. With a "snap", he kicked the wooden stick, and hit a soldier holding a wooden gun like a bolt of lightning with a whistling sound. shoulders.

"Crack!"

I don't know if it was the sound of the stick breaking in two, or the sound of the soldier's shoulder bones cracking, or both.

Then there was a scream, and the soldier lay on the ground, wailing loudly.

Handsome and full of sunshine, Yan Zhi looked like a tyrant at this moment. He stretched out his right arm to block a soldier's sweeping wooden sword. He turned his body backwards, and his left elbow fell heavily on the soldier's back. Then, he turned around 280 degrees again, and kicked the soldier with a high whip kick, at least five or six meters away, and he was already spitting blood in the air.

"Whoever dares to injure a soldier of mine, I will make him pay four times the price!" Yan Zhi shouted, kicking directly, his left foot landed on the leg of a soldier who was kicking towards him.

"Crack!"

The soldier's calf bone broke into two pieces as if he had been kicked on steel, and he screamed in agony in excruciating pain.

Yan Zhi took a step forward with his right foot, lifted his left knee, and slammed into the abdomen of the bent-over leg-holding soldier, knocking him flying, and fell on the arena, struggling to get up, yelling loudly, his leg broke Yes, I have a broken leg.

Kazuki Watanabe, who had a sinister face just now, showed a look of horror on his face. In just a few seconds, five of his soldiers fell to the ground, spitting blood, and two of them did not know Dead or alive, lying motionless on the stage.

"Captain Watanabe and Si, don't you want to watch Chinese kung fu? Everyone in your 116 infantry is optimistic about it. This is Chinese kung fu! Simple, effective, and powerful."

While Yan Zhi was speaking, his figure was like a swimming dragon, moving freely among the fifteen soldiers. Every time he came to a soldier, he either punched or kicked out the wooden spears or wooden swords in the hands of the soldiers. Smashed in two, the jaws of the shocking soldiers were split open, bloody, and they could only throw away their weapons.

"I told you, don't take the equipment, don't take the equipment, but you just don't listen, as long as you admit defeat loudly, I will let you go."

After Yan Zhi interrupted the weapons in the hands of all the soldiers, he stood still on the spot, and then handsomely posed the classic Bruce Lee gesture, stretching out his index finger, pointing at the soldiers of the 116th [-]th Infantry Company, and said arrogantly.

His style of play is simple and effective, and he doesn't spend any money to show off his legs. Every punch and kick he makes can be seen clearly by the soldiers of the 116th Infantry Company, including the people in the audience. Can't dodge.This is a perfect combination of strength and speed. It is also a simple high whip kick. When he kicks it, he has the momentum to sweep away thousands of troops.

"Watanabe and Captain Si, just now I showed mercy to your five soldiers. Now, if you let them admit defeat, I will let them go. If you don't let them admit defeat, don't blame me for killing them." Yan Zhi Following Bruce Lee's example, he stretched out his thumb and gently slid across the tip of his nose, "Because I said just now that the killer must be hurt, otherwise, wouldn't I be breaking my promise?"

Now that he has stood on the competition stage, he is simply arrogant and domineering. Only by defeating the enemy can he win respect.

No one in the audience said that what Yan Zhi said was not human.

Everyone was left in shock. They all knew that since the Chinese major said he was going to kill him, he would definitely do it.

Everyone looked at Watanabe Kazuji.

Kazuki Watanabe narrowed his eyes: "All soldiers on the stage, attack!"

"Long live!"

A soldier of the 116th Infantry Company shouted Long Live
Yan Zhi scolded in Chinese: "Wan Nima has made a fool of himself. Before long, your Long Live will declare unconditional surrender in front of the world!"

As Yan Zhi spoke, with his hands behind his back, he walked slowly towards the soldier who shouted long live.

He walked slowly and steadily, but in the eyes of the Japanese, he was extremely arrogant and domineering.

All the Japanese soldiers were already unarmed, and rushed over together

Yan Zhi swept across the left shoulder of a Japanese soldier with a high whip kick that couldn't be more simple, "click", the bone broke.

It was another simple kick that couldn't be simpler than a Japanese soldier's back kick in the abdomen, and flew backwards, like a full bow in the air.

Yan Zhi sees the tricks, people block and kill, ghosts block and kill ghosts, one straight knee rushes to the top, knocks a Japanese soldier who is rushing to the ground, kicks up and flies off the ring.

Several soldiers from the 116th Infantry Company rushed to pick it up, but Yan Zhi's kick was too strong, hitting several people and fell to the ground at the same time. The soldier who was kicked off the ring had blood gushing from his mouth and passed out.

So brutal!

The soldiers of the allied countries were stunned. Wherever the Chinese major went, no soldier from the 116th Infantry Company could catch his move.

(End of this chapter)