This sudden rise was like a dragon ascending to the heavens!
The terrifying atmosphere caused the temperature in the room to drop sharply.
Lin Fan quickly retreated, ducking low to avoid Wu Minghui's unstoppable punch.
The two stopped standing facing each other without acknowledging each other and did not resume their attack.
"Old dog Cheng, you're such a damn spoilsport."
Wang Fenglian curled his lip, looking disgusted.
They were playing so well, and then this old man just called a halt to the game.
It keeps people's interest hanging in the air, neither high nor low!
"I just said to stop short of a fight, but it looks like they're really going at it."
"If the fighting continues, something really bad might happen!"
Cheng Xinghan waved to the two of them, "Alright, you've both worked hard, sit down and rest for a while."
"OK!"
Lin Fan and Wu Minghui clasped their hands in greeting and then returned to their seats.
"Xiao Lin, I didn't expect you to be so skilled."
Wang Feng gave a thumbs up and said, "Did you practice this before?"
"Yes, I've practiced a little."
Lin Fan nodded.
"Are you from a family of martial arts masters?"
Wang Feng asked with a curious expression.
"This is an ancient boxing style taught to me by my grandfather."
"I'm not entirely sure which school or sect it belongs to."
Lin Fan touched his nose and smiled faintly.
Grandpa only taught, and he only learned, so he didn't ask where it came from.
"They're definitely got some skills!"
"To be able to fight the devilish coach to a draw, it seems your skills are very solid."
"No wonder Old Dog Cheng speaks highly of you."
Wang Feng grew to like this young man more and more the more he looked at him.
"Commander Wang... I need to correct you."
Wu Minghui blushed slightly, a little embarrassed, and said, "It's not a tie, it's that I lost."
"Oh? You lost?"
Wang Feng turned around, glaring angrily, and said, "Old dog Cheng, look what you've done!"
Xiao Wu is clearly dissatisfied!
"You old bastard, shut up."
Cheng Xinghan couldn't help but retort, then said, "Xiao Wu, didn't you two fight to a draw?"
Why do you say you lost?
"I really lost. Look at my right hand."
Although Wu Minghui was unwilling to admit it, he was not willing to lie about it.
The two of them looked at his arm simultaneously.
The kid's entire arm hung limply in the air, as soft and fluffy as a noodle.
"What happened? Did it break?"
Wang Feng reached out to touch his arm.
"You old bastard, don't move!"
Cheng Xinghan stopped him with a slap and winked at Lin Fan, saying, "This is clearly a dislocation, Lin, hurry up and fix it."
"My hand wasn't broken or dislocated, but it was numb and I couldn't feel it."
Wu Minghui shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile, "He just hit my arm, and it felt like I was electrocuted."
I felt weak as soon as I sat down.
I'm completely numb now, I can't feel anything at all!
"Xiao Lin, are you hiding a concealed weapon?"
Wang Feng looked at Lin Fan in utter surprise.
They fought just now, and I saw it very clearly; they were fighting bare-handed.
Logically speaking, Lin Fan didn't use any hidden weapons.
"Replying to Commander Wang, I have used some tricks."
"I just hit Brother Wu's 'Quchi' acupoint, so he has temporarily lost his fighting ability."
Lin Fan was speechless at Wang Feng's antics and hurriedly explained.
"Hit a pressure point? Incapacitated?"
Cheng Xinghan and the other two looked at each other, their expressions varied.
They had no idea how terrible it was to lose the ability to fight.
If this were on the battlefield, Wu Minghui would probably have died several times over!
"Wow, to have such abilities at such a young age is truly astonishing."
"Kobayashi, it's such a shame you didn't join our mobile squad."
After Wang Feng realized what was happening, he began to mutter to himself.
The reason I keep muttering to myself is because I know Lin Fan is a talented person.
However, this talented person had no intention of joining the army at all.
What a waste!
"Alright, you've had enough to drink, now get lost."
Chen Xinghan glared at him and said irritably.
"Tch, the drinks are all gone, do you think I want to stay here?"
Wang Feng stood up casually. "Xiao Wu, take me back. I have something to tell you at the military base."
After he finished speaking, he patted Wu Minghui on the shoulder.
"hiss……"
Cold sweat instantly streamed down Wu Minghui's forehead.
"Sorry! I'm getting old and my memory isn't what it used to be."
Wang Feng quickly withdrew his hand and asked, "Are you alright?"
"No...it's nothing."
Wu Minghui's face changed color, but he forced himself to stand up and said, "Commander Wang, let me see you out!"
"Are you really alright? How about I let Xiaolin take a look at you?"
Seeing his pained expression, Cheng Xinghan was about to call Lin Fan for help.
"Grandpa Cheng, don't worry."
"Brother Wu's condition will last for about ten minutes, and he will be able to fully recover."
Lin Fan said in a relaxed tone.
Upon hearing this, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat!
On the battlefield, losing the ability to fight within ten minutes means losing your life!
This Lin Fan truly possesses astonishingly terrifying abilities!
"Old commander, you two continue your conversation, I'll go see Commander Wang off."
Wu Minghui felt he had really recovered somewhat, so he got up.
He and Wang Feng walked together toward the door.
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