As the elite of the special forces of the major military regions, the thousands of soldiers in the field all have their own pride, and no one can tolerate any defilement.
And now, Ye Fan actually threatened to challenge them all with one enemy.
This is utter humiliation!
Thousands of warriors stared at Ye Fan, gritted their teeth and said:
"Too crazy! Who do you think you are, Superman?"
"Malle Gobi! No matter what the chief instructor, him!"
"Huh...There are so many of us, one spit in one person is enough to drown him!"
For a while, the sentiment is enthusiastic, the swords are drawn, the atmosphere is extremely tense, as if there is a little bit of excitement, a grand battle will erupt.
Facing the situation that was about to get out of control, Ye Fan disagreed and said lightly:
"As the chief instructor of this assessment, now I will teach you the first lesson-a real strong person cannot win with a crowd of tactics. It is like a thousand ants combined and cannot shake an elephant! In your eyes, you are no different from ants!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a blockbuster hitting the calm water, and the field suddenly exploded.
But Ye Fan didn't constrain because of this. Instead, he turned to look at Leng Feng and continued:
"Instructor Leng Feng, you instructors can also join in, I don't mind!"
The implication is obviously to treat Leng Feng and others as ants.
Leng Feng's complexion was pale when he heard the words, his eyes twitched.
I've seen someone crazy, never seen someone so crazy!
Suddenly, a person roared loudly: "Ho Ho Ho Ho! Brothers, fight with him! Let him see how we are!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
As soon as the voice fell, the man rushed to Ye Fan first, with a vigorous momentum.
And his actions have also received responses from others.
Almost at the same time, thousands of soldiers completely lost their minds, like a tiger descending a mountain and a dragon going out to sea, rushing towards Ye Fan from all directions, wishing to devour him alive.
Thousands of people charged, turned into a torrent of steel, and the momentum was astonishing.
Such a big battle against a mere person is simply hitting mosquitoes with anti-aircraft guns!
If it is a cowardly person, I am afraid that the knees are trembling and limp, and there is no resistance at all.
Seeing this scene, the faces of Pei Wu and Artillery in the distance changed drastically, and they sighed that Ye Fan was too big.
During the mission in Jinling, although the two had seen Ye Fan's invincible posture, their feat of one enemy one thousand was completely beyond the limit of their imagination.
In the hearts of the two of them, Ye Fan would break down and sink into the sand 80% of the time today, making a fool of himself in public.
...
"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!"
The sound of the footsteps of thousands of people shook the earth. In the face of such an offensive, even a solid city would be broken through.
However, instead of being afraid, Ye Fan's eyes burst out with star-like radiance, his chest straightened, and the overwhelming fighting spirit came out.
The slender but not rugged body, like a spear that pierced the blue sky, exuded the breath of contemptuous world and arrogance from the stand alone.
"In ancient times, there was Changshan Zhao Zilong, and he had a lot of blood to penetrate the red."
"Today I want to imitate the ancients, holding a gun to determine the universe!"
Ye Fan's voice pierced through the clouds and cracked the rocks, trembling, like a thunder in nine days.
"Gun-come!"
With a loud shout and a big move, a red tasseled spear inserted in the weapon rack in the distance, as if called by a mysterious power, flew over.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's inner strength was like the Yangtze River bursting its dyke, frantically rushing to the red tasseled spear.
This red tasseled spear is not a magic weapon, but under the blessing of majestic internal strength, the blade is so sharp that it is so dazzling that you dare not look directly at it.
In the next moment, Ye Fan turned into a flying rainbow and entered the formation.
"Boom boom boom boom!!!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
A series of physical collisions, mixed with screams, resounded throughout the audience.
In just one encounter, dozens of special forces were swept away by guns, fell to the ground, unable to move, and completely lost their combat effectiveness.
However, this is only the beginning.
Ye Fan seemed to have turned into an invincible warrior, his spear shot like a dragon, and he moved forward bravely.
"Stab!"
The red tassel spear pierced the sky, just like a meteor driving the moon, and the ghost was frightened. There was a sharp sonic boom in the air, shaking the tympanic membrane.
Ye Fan didn't kill him, but every time a gun was fired, a dozen special soldiers would be picked to fly out.
His moves are not fancy, but they have reached the state of returning to the basics and lifting weights lightly. The red tasseled spear is like the extension of his body, shuttles left and right, and flies up and down, like arms instructing, dragonfly and water, wherever you point!
...
"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, Leng Feng and the others in the distance couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning. They were dumbfounded, as if they had been subjected to a fixation technique, and stood in place, with a huge wave in their hearts, horrified.
They were all shocked by the magical marksmanship, and their eyes were about to pop out.
The gun is the first of the four famous weapons and is known as the king of a hundred soldiers.
Sharp and sharp, easy to use, the spear blade can stab or chop, pierce armor, can block weapons, can also beat or throw to kill the enemy, the power is stronger than the blunt sticks.
Among the more than ten members of the Oriental Excalibur in the stadium, there are also a few who are good at making guns, but their skills in the gunway are almost a thousand miles away from Ye Fan.
It is rumored that in the battle of Changbanpo during the Three Kingdoms period, Changshan Zhao Zilong was full of guts, with a green rainbow sword in his left hand and a bright silver spear in his right hand. Out, killed more than fifty elite Cao Jun and successfully rescued Ah Dou.
What a mighty prestige, unparalleled!
Later, Zhao Zilong was hailed as General Huwei and worshipped countless people.
And now, Ye Fan's level of horror is even worse than the legendary Zhao Zilong.
No one can stop Ye Fan's journey, and many elites turned their backs on their backs and were unable to become an army.
In just a few minutes, there were already hundreds of special soldiers, limp on the ground, wailing again and again, but they didn't even touch the corner of Ye Fan's clothes.
With Ye Fan's whole body as the center, within a few meters of the circle, it was like an absolute field, with guns swept across it, and no one could approach it.
What he is currently using is the Overlord Spear Technique taught by his father Ye Nantian.
Bawangquan, the full name Pojin Bawang Spear, is the unparalleled skill that Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, practiced.
This marksmanship was created specifically for the charge on the battlefield.
Sweep all directions, shock the world!
Swallowing mountains and rivers, I am invincible!
At this moment, Ye Fan used the knack of wind, forest, fire, and mountain to wander among the many special forces.
In the end, the special soldiers couldn't even see his movements. They only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the wind was blowing. Then they were swept away by the spear and completely lost their combat effectiveness.
The spear breaks through the formation, and one ride is a thousand!
Ye Fan's ghostly body and superb marksmanship gave them an unprecedented shock.
...
A quarter of an hour later.
Thousands of special forces were all beaten down on the ground, their heads downcast, like a that was defeated in a fight, no longer the arrogant look they had before.
Thousands of elites join forces, and the combat effectiveness is not unforgiving!
No one could imagine that a hairy boy under twenty could easily defeat them.
Looking into the distance, Ye Fan was holding a red tassel gun, standing proudly, his face was not red or breathing, and there was no sweat on his forehead, just like doing a trivial thing, effortlessly.
For a time, their confidence was hit by an unprecedented blow.
However, this also proved Ye Fan's power from the side.
They didn't realize until now that Ye Fan's words were not bragging, they were really seeking truth from facts.
Weakness limits their imagination!
But in this way, no one doubted Ye Fan anymore, and instead gave birth to an unprecedented feeling of reverence.
He deserves the position of chief instructor.
For these special forces, if they can learn a few tricks from him in the assessment, it is a worthwhile trip.
Suddenly, Ye Fan turned around and shook a spear. The tip of the spear pointed at Leng Feng, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised. He sketched a playful smile and said:
"Instructor Leng Feng, didn't you want to challenge me three days ago? Now it's just this opportunity, let's take a look!"
