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Wang Changjiang didn't want to go up, he really didn't want to go up, but Liang Hui said that the strongest one should go up first.
He was a very perceptive person and had already noticed something unusual. He couldn't figure out why Hao Li had suddenly become so powerful, and this gave him a great sense of crisis.
Hao Li showed no mercy and did not give Wang Changjiang any face. He couldn't let his wife hear that he couldn't beat Wang Changjiang.
After a few seconds, Wang Changjiang fell to the ground, holding his shoulder and unable to get up.
Is it embarrassing? Yes, it is really embarrassing.
As soon as they started fighting, he knew that he was no match for Hao Li. If he continued to fight, he would only bring humiliation upon himself, which would be even more embarrassing. The wisest choice was to get off quickly.
Hao Li continued to move his wrist. His wife reminded him to warm up before training, otherwise he would easily get injured.
Why doesn't he like so-called friendly sparring? Because his current problem is that he can't control himself. There is no problem on the battlefield, you don't need to show mercy. Showing mercy to the enemy is irresponsible to yourself.
But the person in front of him is his comrade, so he has to be careful not to hurt him. This has been the focus of his training recently.
Li Lei, the battalion commander of the third battalion, was the second to go up. Like Wang Changjiang, he was knocked down in just a few moves.
Liang Hui stood at the side and gave the order directly, "Five people, come together."
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"Ten people come together!"
He just didn't believe it. The advantage of numbers is absolute when it comes to one person.
How could Hao Li give them a chance? In his opinion, there was no essential difference between having more people or fewer people, he would just beat them down one by one.
With his reaction speed, these people couldn't get close to him at all.
The people from the first and third battalions went down and were replaced by Liang Hui's people. Hao Li clearly felt the difference between these people and their strength was not a little bit inferior.
All the people in the Second Battalion sat cross-legged on the side, watching the battalion commander beat people. It was great, beating others was better than beating yourself.
They had an expression of watching a show, sometimes gloating, sometimes laughing... but they didn't show any sign of worrying about their battalion commander.
I didn't feel at all that so many people beating up the battalion commander was bullying. No.
What are they bullying? If they want to fight the battalion commander, they must form a team to avoid being beaten badly.
That’s great. Let’s fight a little longer and use up the battalion commander’s energy. Maybe they can win today.
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