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Handsome Tom had a gentle smile on his face as always, but this smile looked a little hypocritical.
Hearing Ugly Tom's words, he sneered twice and said: "Stop? Why do you want to stop them? Our purpose is to train their fighting skills, and the most important to us among this group of people are Caldera and Tyrone, isn't it? Let them suffer a little."
Ugly Tom opened his mouth, but the words that came to his lips were not spoken. He just felt that this Tai Lung was a little unusual.
This feeling made him very uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell where.
Without expressing his doubts, he turned his attention to the surveillance video.
On the other side, Zhang Feng stood in front of the instructor.
Caldera stood behind Zhang Feng and said in a deep voice: "Tailong, help me repair him properly." After saying this, he was obviously very dissatisfied with his defeat at the hands of the instructor.
Zhang Feng did not speak, but nodded lightly, his eyes locked tightly on the instructor in front of him.
Such an indifferent attitude actually made the instructor on the opposite side take Zhang Feng seriously as his opponent.
"Let's do it." The instructor said, and at this moment he had completely put away his contempt.
While speaking, his arms drooped and his body slightly arched, maintaining a high level of concentration at all times and fully mobilizing his muscles so that he could react at any time.
Zhang Feng's narrow eyes narrowed slightly. He challenged the instructor in front of him partly because he wanted to give Caldera some air.
But the more important reason is to test yourself.
What he wanted to test wasn't his killing skills. He was confident that the instructor in front of him was definitely no match for his murderous fighting skills, because although he was proficient in judo, it was completely different from his killing skills.
If you want to kill someone, you must first overcome the fear of killing, and you must also have the courage to move forward and abandon life and death.
What he wanted to test was how much his body's natural functions had improved after a long period of training in this institute.
There was no way to test it before, but now that such a ready-made opponent appears in front of you, how can Zhang Feng let it go
The fighting skills at this moment have no meaning to Zhang Feng. What he wants to test is purely the increase in your own strength and speed.
The corner of his mouth curled up into a slight sneer, "Since you asked me to take action first, I won't be polite!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he frowned slightly and erupted directly from his body.
At this moment, Zhang Feng no longer had any reservations. The muscles of his legs burst out with terrifying power. The soles of his feet rubbed hard against the ground. His whole body shot out like a cannonball.
His speed did not increase slowly, but suddenly increased to the highest speed, which shows how terrifying his explosive power is now.
The instructor's heart suddenly tightened, the speed was too fast!
Without time to defend and respond accordingly, he could only retreat to gain more space and time for himself to buffer and counterattack!
This is completely different from his retreat when facing Caldera.
When facing Caldera, he retreated proactively, wanting to avoid its sharp edge. When facing Zhang Feng, his retreat was passive and he had to retreat.
The sneer at the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth became stronger and stronger. Want to get rid of himself
How can this be!
The speed of the rush did not slow down at all, but became even faster. He caught up with the retreating instructor and smashed him directly with his fist.
Being able to be hired as an instructor by the Super Soldier Research Institute obviously didn't look down on the useless silver pewter gun head.
Seeing the fist coming, he immediately raised his arm to block it, and moved his other hand towards Zhang Feng's waist.
He had his own plan. Since his speed was obviously weaker than his opponent's, he would not compete with his opponent's speed, nor would he stop fighting while standing.
He wanted to pull Zhang Feng to the ground, and the ground trembled.
Judo is proficient in throwing and reverse joint locking techniques, and he is extremely proficient in these two skills. He is also confident that as long as he can pull the opponent to the ground, he can take the initiative.
But can Zhang Feng make him wish? It must be impossible, Zhang Feng has seen through his thoughts!
He saw through it, but he didn't retreat at all. The fist he threw out had no reservations and hit the instructor's arm that was horizontally resisting.
The fist and arm collided together, and the instructor's expression changed instantly!
He felt a terrifying force explode in his arm, and his body involuntarily took two steps back.
Naturally, the hand that was reaching for Zhang Feng was withdrawn, and he took three steps back. His eyes looked at Zhang Feng in horror.
His arms were hanging at his sides in an extremely unnatural position, and they were still shaking.
The instructor clearly felt that his arm bone was at least cracked, and it was extremely painful to even lift it.
"Do you want to admit defeat? I'll give you a chance." Zhang Feng said coldly.
How could the instructor admit defeat? Once he did, he would lose face at all.
Zhang Feng didn't want him to admit defeat, he just wanted to give him back to Caldera and help Caldera find a place to get it back.
The instructor's mouth twitched twice and his body turned slightly, assuming a defensive posture.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Feng shook his head with a slight smile. To others, this look seemed like he was mocking the other person for not overestimating his abilities.
In reality
Zhang Feng was just a little helpless. He likes to give others the opportunity to choose, but most of the time, the opportunities he gives are not cherished.
That's all.
"Don't say that I didn't give you a chance, it's just that you don't cherish it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Feng's body burst out and rushed towards the instructor.
The instructor who injured his arm could only parry but had no power to fight back. Under Zhang Feng's crazy rain-like fists, he was like a small boat in a violent storm, which could capsize at any time!
Ugly Tom in the monitoring room suddenly sat up from his chair, got up and was about to walk out the door.
But handsome Tom sitting aside grabbed his arm and said, "Do we still need to stop him? Is it worth saving a useless person?"
The corners of Ugly Tom's mouth twitched twice, but he didn't say anything and sat down again angrily.
Handsome Tom said with a gentle smile: "He is no longer qualified to be the instructor of this group of people and has no use value. Instead of letting us clean him up, it is better to use him to test Taillon's combat effectiveness. This What a great opportunity to use waste.”