Chapter 1142: The second place is the number one loser!

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Although Ye Fan's voice didn't sound, it was like a nine-day thunder that exploded in the field.
Rubbish!
These harsh words made several elite fighters in the field angry and extremely angry.
They are first-class elites in the army. They have always been proud and self-esteem. They are the only ones who look down on others. How can they be looked down upon like they are now?
And it's still a hairy kid!
"Huh! Huh! Huh!"
At the next moment, everyone's eyes were all focused on Ye Fan's body, and the air seemed to be filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, with swords drawn.
The grumpy Qin Zhengyang stepped out even more, yelling: "Smelly boy, what were you talking about just now? If you don't give a reasonable answer, you won't be able to eat today!"
"Qin Zhengyang, don't be rude to General Ye!" Xie Jinyuan frowned and scolded.
Among the eight, Xie Jinyuan has the highest rank, the oldest, and he has a lot of weight in speaking.
Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to look at Ye Fan again, and said: "General Ye, you made a mistake just now? In your heart... shouldn't you think that way?"
He wanted to make a round for Ye Fan in this way.
Who knows that Ye Fan does not appreciate at all, but categorically said: "That's what I think! You are all rubbish!"
"boom!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a blockbuster hitting the calm water surface, stirring up a thousand waves, and causing an uproar in the court.
Qin Zhengyang and the others all blushed, and their chests were fluctuating with anger, as if there was raging anger in it.
Even Xie Jinyuan's expression turned gloomy, and his attitude towards Ye Fan was not as respectful as before.
The mud bodhisattva still has three points of anger!
Even if Ye Fan's official position is greater than him, it does not mean that he is really afraid. Obviously, he has now regarded Ye Fan as an arrogant and rude fanatic.
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"What? Are you angry? Do you really want to rush over and beat me?" Ye Fan provocatively said again.
"Smelly boy, dare you say one more thing, believe it or not, I will beat you all over the floor at the risk of confinement and punishment!" Qin Zhengyang gritted his teeth and said, his fists rattled as if the next moment It's about to fight.
Beside, Pei Wuliu frowned and looked confused.
Based on what she knew about Ye Fan, she knew that he was not the kind of person who caused trouble and domineering, and this behavior is really abnormal.
At this time, Ye Fan spoke again: "Qin Zhengyang, did you just say that-if the U.S. is drawn by the lottery, you will abstain from voting and fight for second place?"
"Yes, is there any problem?" Qin Zhengyang said with his head high.
"Have you heard a word?" Ye Fan asked.
"What are you talking about?" Qin Zhengyang asked back.
"The so-called second place is not the runner-up, but the number one loser!"
Ye Fan said, his aura changed, his eyes were like electricity, he scanned the many soldiers in the field, and said:
"Since you are participating in the competition, you are fighting for the first place. Before the competition has started, you will raise their morale, destroy your own prestige, think that you will never win, and lose your pursuit and desire for victory! Having such a weak mentality is not rubbish. What is it! In my opinion, don't waste your time to go to the U.S., just go home and grow sweet potatoes!"
Ye Fan's scolding, every word, was like an invisible slap in the face, slamming the faces of many soldiers in the field.
As elite Chinese warriors, they certainly knew that being cowardly before a fight was a big taboo for soldiers.
Before the game started, I was thinking of competing for second place. If this matter was spread, people would definitely laugh out loud.
However, it is not that they are too timid, but that the enemy is too tough.
The super soldiers of the United States wear the most advanced high-tech armor and possess a single-soldier nuclear weapon. The power of one shot can destroy a mechanized armored division. How can a flesh and blood body resist it?
No matter how conceited they are, they don't have any confidence in victory.
At this time, Qin Zhengyang still looked unconvinced, stared straight at Ye Fan, and angrily said: "Boy, who wouldn't say beautiful things? We also want to win the U.S. and win the championship, but that is not practical at all, unless miraculous. occur--"
Before he finished a sentence, Ye Fan interrupted directly:
"I am a miracle!"
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The language is not amazing and endless!
Hearing this, the eight elite fighters in the field, including Xie Jinyuan, were dumbfounded, as if they heard something incredible.
mad!
It's crazy!
They had been shocked time and time again after seeing Ye Fan within a few minutes.
"Boy, you are young, but your tone is bigger than the sky. Wouldn't you be the strong king of'mouth'?"
Qin Zhengyang hooked his finger to Ye Fan and provocatively said, "Come on, let's go one-on-one! If you can beat me, I will bow my head and apologize to you. From then on, I am convinced and dare not disobey any orders! Otherwise, you'd better. Shut your mouth and don't get involved in anything!"
As he said, he moved his body, his muscles and bones thundered, and he made a crackling sound, full of momentum.
However, Ye Fan shook his head when he saw this.
"What? Are you scared?" Qin Zhengyang curled his lips, disdainfully said.
"It's not that I am afraid, but that you are not qualified to challenge me with your strength!"
Ye Fan's voice was flat and straightforward, without any waves, and without any provocative meaning, as if it was expounding some natural facts.
But the more so, the more irritated people are.
"Let's go..." Ye Fan continued: "I don't bully you! I will use one hand to stand up and let you fight. As long as you can force me to move, even if it's only one centimeter, you will win!"
"what?!"
Hearing this rule, Qin Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were red, and his hair was erected, as if he had been insulted, and his anger was beyond renewed.
You know, he is the fighting champion of the entire army, and he has the pinnacle of the Profound Realm when he is under 30 years old. Looking at the entire China, he is a rare generation.
According to this trend, he can become a colonel before the age of forty, and he is expected to stand up to the generals before the age of fifty, and his future achievements are limitless.
Qin Zhengyang thought he was crazy enough, he never expected that Ye Fan was ten times more crazy than himself!
"Boy, since you are so big, then I'm not polite! You will be beaten up by me later, you must not cry to find your mother!" Qin Zhengyang flashed a sharp look in his eyes, real fire started. Prepare to be ruthless.
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Not far away, Xie Jinyuan frowned, turned his head and asked Pei Wu, "Qin Zhengyang didn't make a move, should I stop this competition?"
In Xie Jinyuan's view, Ye Fan is 80% an embroidered pillow that is not to be used. Those words just now are just pretending to be compelling.
But being able to become a major general at a young age means that he has a monstrous background behind him.
If Qin Zhengyang really wounded him, he might be retaliated, with disastrous consequences.
"It's okay!" Pei Wu shook his head, and then said in a very solemn voice: "If you add up all of you, I am afraid that Ye Fan will not be able to move..."
"What are you talking about?" Xie Jinyuan looked dumbfounded, thinking that there was an auditory hallucination, and couldn't believe his ears.
"Wow!"
At this moment, Qin Zhengyang's figure was like an arrow from the string, shooting out, his clothes bulging, his muscles stretched, and his aura like a rainbow.
And his fist burst out with dazzling light, like the sun and the moon.
The kung fu practiced by Qin Zhengyang is called Yin Yang Baguaquan.
It is said that the Fuxi family, one of the three emperors in ancient times, used the principle of yin and yang changes between heaven and earth to create gossip of Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui, representing eight directions and containing different significance.
The founder of Yin-Yang Baguaquan integrated the concepts of gossip and yin and yang with the human body. The sky has two qi, the sun and the moon, the person has yin and yang, the sky has the wind, the person has the air, the sky has the four directions and four pillars, the person has the front, The back, left, and right are all four sides. The sky has the Big Dipper as the seven stars, and the shoulders, hips, elbows, knees, hands, feet, and head are seven punches (beats), which are towering and exquisite.
As the saying goes: learn to sway in hexagram boxing, martial arts masters in the world beat halfway, proficient in hexagram boxing and nine immortals, ten people see nine people like them, collapse is unstoppable, and smash and smash to retain the first prize. There is nothing in martial arts. Price treasure, the first teacher left for generations.
Now, Qin Zhengyang has practiced this skill to the point where he is superb and reaches the top, only then can he become a "wu champion" and fight the invincible in the army!
Under everyone's eyes, his yin and yang fists finally punched Ye Fan's chest.