Chapter 1460: The Strength of the King of Soldiers

Chapter 1559 The strength of the King of Soldiers

"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 take action.

In his mind, there was Ye Yanxi's gentle eyes. As long as he thought of her, any of his emotions could be soothed. Even if it was intolerable, he could swallow it for her sake.

"I don't want to fight, so don't waste your efforts." Feng Yeming said he wouldn't fight, so he wouldn't fight.

"Hey, are you afraid of us?" Someone shouted from behind.

"Just think that I'm afraid of you!" Feng Yeming's tone also had a hint of arrogance.

But these words really made these people angry.

One of the men sneered, "Just pretend we are afraid of you. We are not afraid of you at all. No matter what myth you are about special forces, bah, in my eyes, you are just a coward."

In this case, it is really an insulting language to Feng Yeming.

Feng Yeming just curled up the corner of his mouth and said, "You can say whatever you like!"

After saying that, he took steps to leave.

The leading man saw that he was not willing to let him go. He immediately took a step forward and reached out to grab his shoulders. "It's not that easy to leave."

As soon as his hand touched Feng Yeming's shoulder, Feng Yeming slanted his shoulders and avoided his touch neatly and elegantly.

He patted his shoulder and said solemnly, "I don't like others touching me."

"Oh! You just like it if you don't like it! What's wrong with touching you?" After saying that, the man immediately launched a direct attack and punched him in the face.

Naturally, Feng Yeming was no longer the one to be bullied. He immediately ducked aside and did not fight back, but he did not want to be beaten.

"Yo! Not bad at all." The man immediately snorted, but he punched harder.

Feng Yeming held the clothes in one hand and clasped the other behind his back, dodging continuously.

Judging from his dodging movements, he is very capable, because this person who punches has shown his strength without reservation.

"Come on, second brother, I believe you can defeat him." Someone cheered from the side.

Feng Yeming kept hiding, and this person forced him to a place where there was no way to hide, that is, there was a mountain of rocks behind him.

Feng Yeming had already seen it from the corner of his eye. When he approached, he immediately turned around, jumped up, kicked his whole body diagonally 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 arrived like a shadow and launched a new attack.

Feng Yeming was really annoyed, and since they used Ye Yanxi to lure him over, he didn't have a good impression of this group of people, and his endurance was already over.

But this man's repeated provocations were indeed a bit excessive.

Facing his series of attacking legs, Feng Yeming gritted his teeth and said, "I said I won't fight, don't force me."

"How about I force you to have a duel with me if you can?"

"Okay, let's have a fight. I win. You are not allowed to pester me anymore." Feng Yeming knew that these people were obsessed with him, so he could only use this method.

Seeing that he was willing to fight, the man immediately crossed his arms with an expectant expression and sneered, "Who said you would win!"

"What are the rules?" Feng Yeming threw the clothes in his hand aside. The muscles twitching with explosive power were particularly eye-catching.

"The rule is to defeat the opponent and not to injure anyone's life."

"In other words, as long as you don't kill the opponent, there are no other rules." Feng Yeming asked coldly.

"Yes, that's what I mean. Do you dare to come?"

Feng Yeming gritted his teeth, "Since you are the ones pestering me, why don't you dare?"

"Okay, this is what counts as a man."

Feng Yeming stared at his opponent. He stood motionless, while the man opposite took the lead in sweeping his legs across. When his legs were about to reach in front of him, Feng Yeming took action. He grabbed his legs and suddenly A punch hit his knee joint.

"Hiss..." Hearing a hiss of pain, the man immediately took a step back and instinctively touched the painful knee.

"Second brother, don't be polite to him, he is too cruel."

"Don't forget his training direction, but it's different from us. He specializes in focusing on other people's weaknesses."

Everyone present did not dare to underestimate this man when Feng Yeming took action for the first time.

Feng Yeming's eyes narrowed and he said nothing.

The man he was fighting with also raised his guard. He immediately attacked with his fists. Feng Yeming calmly followed any of his moves. Finally, in a fleeting gap, he buckled with one hand. She grabbed his neck and pressed her whole body to 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 touched his back bones. The pressure made him gasp in pain.

"Have you admitted defeat?" Feng Yeming asked in a low voice.

"No, I won't admit defeat." This man couldn't swallow this breath. He was subdued in just a few moves. It was so embarrassing that he still wanted to fight back.

However, now, he was unable to move on the ground, even if he did not admit defeat, but he firmly refused to admit defeat.

Feng Yeming suddenly became bored, let him go, 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, together we can't defeat you?"

"That's what he meant."

Immediately, the other five people immediately surrounded him, their eyes clearly indicating that they wanted to attack in a group.

"You all want to fight me?" Feng Yeming looked at them with a pair of arrogant eyes.

"Our brother just lost because of his carelessness. We also want to discuss it."

"Are you going together or not?" Feng Yeming saw them pestering him and knew that they would not be convinced if he did not give them a satisfactory lesson.

"Come together and beat him up." One man immediately couldn't stand his 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.

"Go on, beat him down."

Feng Yeming's freshly patted clothes were immediately thrown away by him. Looking at the five fierce-looking opponents in front of him, he frowned, waiting for their attack.

When five people came together, the scene was very spectacular. Feng Yeming was caught in the middle, and for a moment he received careful fists from all around. His eyes were like a wild beast, looking for the best breakthrough point. His training method was just like It was decided that before every duel, he had already grasped the hope of victory.

He immediately punched the opponent he considered to be the weakest. The man didn't expect that when he punched him, when he dodged, he didn't expect a kick to the abdomen, and he flew backwards two meters away.

"Really cruel."

Feng Yeming immediately followed, dodged the fist and kick attacks from all around, grabbed a man's arm, and threw it hard. The group attack also had the weakness of group attack, that is, their attacks were not strict enough. Although Feng Yeming also suffered He received a lot of punches and a lot of blows on his body, but his body remained intact, like an energetic beast.

But when he punches, the person receiving the punch will be hit hard. The action is so cruel and the punch wind is so fierce that they often have to take a few steps back from the punch.

Finally weakening their attack formation, Feng Yeming punched hard. In less than twenty minutes, the six people who shouted at him were sitting on the ground, all of them hanging. Colorful.

Naturally, Feng Yeming was also gloriously decorated, with several bruises on his handsome face, blood bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and several swollen red marks left by boxing on his body.

Several others suffered fractures to their knees, heads, hands and feet. In short, there was always an injury so serious that they couldn't help it.

"Are you satisfied? If you are, I'll leave first." After Feng Yeming finished speaking, he continued to pick up his clothes, patted the leaves on them, swung them behind his back and left.

"Damn Feng Yeming, he is indeed the King of Soldiers. Are these fists made of iron?" Someone rubbed his shoulder and spit out blood.

These people were all convinced, and they understood that they were indeed not on the same level as Feng Yeming, and recognized his status as the King of Soldiers.

"Let's go! When we go back, no one is allowed to mention this matter."

"My leg is broken and I need 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 deputy general who was passing by.

He immediately stopped them, "What's going on? How come they are all injured like this?"

They immediately looked at each other, but did not dare to mention it.

"Tell me, if you don't tell me, you will all be punished by me."

"We were just bored and chatting with others."

"with who?"

"That Feng Yeming!"

"He beat six of you at once? Can you still laugh? I'll report it to the commander later."

"Shall we go?"

"Feng Yeming will also call you over." The deputy general said angrily, "Do you still dare to fight in groups here, treating discipline as just a decoration?"