Yin Yi's whirlwind kick was really as its name suggested. The surrounding airflow was stirred like a vortex. Before the attack even arrived, Zhao Liang felt the pain on his face from the strong wind.
Moreover, the speed of this attack was so fast that Zhao Liang had no way to avoid it and had to cross his hands to defend himself.
Bang!
A muffled sound was heard, and Yin Yi kicked Zhao Liang's arms directly. Zhao Liang maintained a defensive posture and slid more than ten meters before stopping at the edge of the ring.
White smoke was coming out of the soles of Zhao Liang's shoes, and they almost caught fire.
Zhao Liang's hands were shaking, and he felt cracks in his hand bones.
Just one strike can have such power, so what's the point of fighting?
Zhao Liang was horrified, but before he could think of a solution, Yin Yi was already running towards him quickly.
When the two were five meters apart, Yin Yi jumped high again and then kicked down with a split kick.
Zhao Liang quickly gathered his strength, then threw himself to the side and rolled on the ground.
When he stabilized his body and looked back at where he had been standing, he discovered that Yin Yi's kick had actually created cracks in the ground.
Zhao Liang swallowed.
Damn, how did this guy suddenly become so powerful?
Yin Yi continued to attack, and Zhao Liang could only retreat while fighting, but he suffered a lot of injuries during this period.
The Chinese soldiers in the audience were extremely nervous, some of them even dug their nails into the flesh of their palms without realizing it.
Just after Zhao Liang endured a knee strike, he was finally defeated and flew off the ring.
"The winner of the first round of the first match is Yin Yi from North Korea." The referee announced loudly.
Mo Laishi and Yuan Shugen hurried to where Zhao Liang fell and helped him up.
"Zhao Liang, how do you feel?" Mo Laishi asked.
"Instructor Mo, I'm sorry, I lost." Zhao Liang said with difficulty, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"You haven't let me down. You've done a great job. Have a good rest. Leave the rest to me." Morais comforted.
Soon, a medical soldier came over with a stretcher and helped Zhao Liang onto it.
After watching Zhao Liang being carried away, Mo Laishi said to Yuan Shugen, "Shugen, let me take the stage next."
Yuan Shugen nodded heavily.
Since the competition format is best of three, Yuan Shugen knows that he is no match for Yin Yi. If he loses, the game will be irreversible.
Therefore, it is safest to let Instructor Mo take the stage.
Mo Laishi walked up to the ring step by step, his eyes always fixed on Yin Yi.
Yin Yimu had no expression on his face, as if he didn't take Mo Laishi seriously at all.
He had also seen the scene where Morais defeated Koji Kimura before, but he felt that it was just because Koji Kimura underestimated his opponent that he lost so badly.
He is different from Koji Kimura. He will give his all when facing any opponent.
So it was impossible for Morais to defeat him.
At the referee's command, the second round of the first game began.
Yin used a whirlwind kick as soon as he came up, but when his foot kicked towards Mo Laishi with a sound of breaking wind, Mo Laishi blocked it steadily with one hand.
Morais's body didn't even sway.
How is this possible?
Yin Yi frowned, immediately retracted his foot, and then kicked back again, kicking towards Mo Laishi's face.
Morais also blocked it with one hand.
Yin Yi's expression was stunned again.
But he didn't believe in evil, and kept changing his position. His feet were like the scythe of the god of death, constantly slashing at various parts of Morais' body.
But no matter which direction he attacked from, Morais easily blocked it, and his body did not move at all.
The soldiers from various countries in the audience were all agitated, looking at the center of the arena in disbelief.
"Fuck, this Chinese soldier is so strong. I already thought he was awesome after defeating Kimura Koji, but I didn't expect him to be so unfazed when facing Yin Yi's attack."
"That's right, he is my idol."
These words were spoken by two Japanese soldiers. The Japanese have always admired the strong, and they will recognize whoever is strong as their father. You can tell by the way they bow and scrape to the United States.
So it's not surprising that they would say such things.
But the mood of the soldiers in North Korea was completely different, especially the leader of North Korea, Lee Yun-ho.
At this moment, Li Yunhao's palms were sweating because he knew that although the three Yin brothers could share power, they had a fatal flaw.
That is, once Yin Er and Yin San transfer their power to Yin Yi, they will become extremely weak.
If Yin Yi fails to win this game, Yin Er and Yin San will not be able to fight at all.
Any ordinary person could probably defeat them easily.
This is equivalent to taking a gamble, putting all the chips on Yin Yi, and the victory or failure depends only on Yin Yi.
After one round of attacks, Yin Yi was already panting and sweating profusely.
On the other hand, Mo Laishi looked like nothing had happened, even his hair was not messed up.
"Are you done attacking? Then it's my turn." Mo Laishi turned around and smiled at Yin behind him.
Yin Yi's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he immediately wanted to distance himself from Mo Laishi.
But just as he took half a step back, Morais appeared in front of him.
Too fast.
It was so fast that before Yin Yi could react, he was punched in the stomach by Mo Laishi.
This punch was ordinary, without any fancy moves, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Yin Yi flew more than ten meters.
Because the bullet hit his stomach, Yin Yi's body bent into a bow shape in mid-air, like a big shrimp, and he vomited out all the food he had eaten at noon.
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