Chapter 1559 The Strength of the Soldier King
"Yes, this is our territory. We have the final say. If we say we want to fight, we must fight."
Feng Yeming was not interested in their unreasonable demands, but it was obvious that they were motivating him to do something.
In his mind, there is Ye Yanxi's gentle eyes, as long as he thinks of her, any of his emotions can be soothed, even if it is unbearable, he can swallow it for her.
"I don't want to fight, so don't waste your energy in vain." Feng Yeming said if he didn't want to fight, he wouldn't fight.
"Hey, you are afraid of us!" Someone shouted from behind.
"You just think it's because I'm afraid of you!" Feng Yeming's tone also had a hint of arrogance.
But these words really made this group of people angry.
One of the men sneered, "What do you mean by being afraid of you, we are not afraid of you at all, no matter what special forces myth you are, bah, in my eyes, you are a coward."
Such words, to Feng Yeming, are really a kind of insulting language.
Feng Yeming just curled the corner of his mouth lightly, "You can say whatever you like!"
After speaking, he stepped forward to leave.
The leading man saw that he was not willing to let him go, so he immediately stepped forward and clasped his shoulder with his hand, "If you want to leave, it's not that easy."
His hand just touched Feng Yeming's shoulder, and Feng Yeming slanted his shoulders, avoiding his touch neatly and gracefully.
He patted his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "I don't like people touching me."
"Hey! If you don't like it, you like it! What's wrong with touching you?" After speaking, the man immediately attacked him directly, punching him in the face.
Naturally, Feng Yeming was no longer the one to let others bully him. He immediately dodged sideways, but he didn't fight back, but he wouldn't do anything about being beaten.
"Hey! The skill is not bad." The man immediately snorted, but he punched and attacked even more vigorously.
Feng Yeming held the clothes in one hand, and put the other behind his back, dodging continuously.
Judging from his dodging movements, his ability is not small, because the person who punched has shown his strength without reservation.
"Come on, second brother, I believe you can defeat him." Someone beside him cheered.
Feng Yeming kept hiding, but this person forced him to a place where he couldn't hide, that is, there was a mountain of rocks behind him.
Feng Yeming had seen it from the corner of his eye a long time ago. When he approached, he immediately turned around, stepped on his body, kicked his whole body obliquely on the stone surface, turned over neatly, landed firmly on the ground, and prepared from the other end. leave.
"Feng Yeming, you can't hide." The man immediately came like a shadow, attacking with a new attack.
Feng Yeming was really annoyed, and they used Ye Yanxi to lure him over, so he didn't have much affection for this group of people, and his endurance was already calculated.
But this man's provocation again and again is indeed a little too much.
Facing his series of attacking legs, Feng Yeming gritted his teeth and said, "I told you not to hit me, don't force me."
"How about forcing you? If you have the ability to fight a duel with me."
"Okay, let's fight, I won, and you are not allowed to pester me anymore." Feng Yeming knew that this group of people had pestered him, so he could only use this method.
Seeing that he was willing to fight, the man immediately folded his arms, with an expectant expression on his face, and sneered, "Who says you must win!"
"What are the rules?" Feng Yeming threw the clothes in his hand aside, his muscles full of explosive power were particularly eye-catching.
"The rule is to knock down the other side, and don't hurt anyone's life."
"That is to say, as long as you don't kill the opponent, there are no other rules." Feng Yeming asked coldly.
"Yes, that's what it means, do you dare to come?"
Feng Yeming gritted his teeth, "Since you are pestering me, why don't you dare?"
"Okay, that's the way to be considered a man."
Feng Yeming stared at his opponent, he stood motionless, and the man on the opposite side took the lead in sweeping his legs across, and when his leg was about to reach him, Feng Yeming made a move, he clasped his leg, and slammed A punch hit his knee joint.
"Hiss..." Hearing a hiss of pain, the man immediately took a step back and instinctively touched his sore knee.
"Second brother, don't be polite to him, he is too ruthless."
"Don't forget his training direction, but it's different from us, he focuses on other people's weaknesses."
Everyone present, when Feng Yeming made his first move, they didn't dare to underestimate this man.
Feng Yeming narrowed his eyes and didn't speak.
And the man who was fighting with him also raised his defenses, he immediately attacked with his fists, Feng Yeming calmly accepted any of his moves, and finally, in a fleeting gap, he buckled with one hand Grabbing his neck, he pressed his whole body hard on the ground. As expected, the man was not prepared for this move. He immediately stretched out his hand to fight back, but Feng Yeming knelt down and directly pressed against his back bone. It made him gasp in pain.
"Are you admitting defeat?" Feng Yeming asked in a low voice.
"No, I won't admit defeat." How could this man swallow this breath, he was subdued in just a few moves, it was a shame, and he wanted to fight back.
But now, he can't move on the ground, and he can't do it unless he admits defeat, but he firmly refuses to admit it.
Feng Yeming suddenly became bored, let go of him, picked up the clothes on the ground and patted them, "It's not that I'm arrogant, but that you are no match for me at all."
"You... what did you say? You said us?"
"You mean, we can't beat you together?"
"That's what he meant."
Immediately, the other five people immediately surrounded him, their eyes clearly wanted to attack in groups.
"You all want to fight me?" Feng Yeming looked down upon them.
"Our brother just lost because of carelessness, and we also want to learn from each other."
"Are you guys going up together or?" Seeing them pestering, Feng Yeming knew that they would not be convinced if they hadn't given them a satisfactory lesson.
"Let's go together and beat him up." One man immediately couldn't understand his self-confidence.
At this time, they didn't talk about any military rules, anyway, they just wanted to find some sense of superiority in front of Feng Yeming.
"Come on, beat him down."
Feng Yeming had just patted his clean clothes, but he immediately threw them away. Looking at the five fierce-looking opponents in front of him, he tightened his brows, waiting for their attack.
Five people went up together, and the scene was very spectacular. Feng Yeming was caught in the middle, and for a moment he received the fists from all around him. His gaze was like a wild beast, looking for the best breakthrough point. His training method, It was determined that before every duel, he had already grasped the hope of victory.
He immediately punched the opponent he thought was the weakest. The man didn't expect him to punch him, and when he dodged, he missed a kick in the abdomen and flew upside down two meters away.
"Sure enough."
Feng Yeming followed up, dodging the fist attacks from all around, grabbed a man's arm, and threw it fiercely. Group attacks also have the weakness of group attacks, that is, their attacks are not strict enough. Although Feng Yeming is also affected There were a lot of punches and a lot of beatings on his body, but his body didn't fall down, like a vigorous beast.
But when he punches, the person receiving the punch will be hit hard, the movement is so ruthless, and the wind of the punch is so strong that they often have to take a few steps back from the punch.
Finally weakening their attacking formation, Feng Yeming punched vigorously. In less than twenty minutes, the six people who shouted at him sat horizontally, vertically, and sat on the ground. Colored.
Naturally, Feng Yeming was also honored, with several bruises on his handsome face, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and a few swollen red marks left by boxing on his body.
The others had broken knees, heads, hands and feet. In short, there was always one injury that was so severe that they could not return their hands.
"Are you satisfied? If I'm satisfied, I'll leave first." Feng Yeming, after finishing speaking, continued to pick up his clothes, patted the leaves on them, shook his back and left.
"Damn Feng Yeming, you really deserve to be the King of Soldiers. Is this fist made of iron?" One of them rubbed his shoulder and spat out a mouthful of blood.
These few people were convinced, and understood that they really couldn't be at the same level as Feng Yeming, and recognized his status as the King of Soldiers.
"Let's go! Go back, no one is allowed to mention this matter."
"I broke my leg and had to go to the infirmary."
"I'll go too, my head hurts."
All six of them had to go to the infirmary, but when they came out of the woods, they happened to meet a senior lieutenant passing by.
He immediately stopped them, "What's going on? Why are they hurt like this one by one?"
They immediately looked at each other, but dared not mention it.
"Say it, if you don't say it, you will all be fined to stand by me."
"We were just bored and chatted with people."
"with who?"
"That Feng Yeming!"
"He beat all six of you alone? Can you still laugh? Go report in front of the chief later."
"Shall we go?"
"Feng Yeming will also call over." The lieutenant general said angrily, "You guys still dare to fight in groups here, do you treat it as a display of discipline?"
(end of this chapter)