The incident of Jing Chengkong coming to kick the door quickly spread throughout the Linjiang Military Region, and even Mo Gu was alarmed. When she arrived, Ye Zixiao and Jing Chengkong had bitten their fingers under the witness of everyone, wrote a blood letter, signed a life-and-death letter, and agreed that the battle would end with one side voluntarily surrender. If the fierce battle did not surrender, life and death would not be the case!

In fact, life and death are not effective. Do you say that life and death are not related to life and death? What does the military police do eat? What does the military court do?

According to past experience, even if one party is signed, if one party is beaten to death, the other party will inevitably be imprisoned. The life and death case is actually useless. It is just an attitude declaration: if you sign a life and death case, you and I will be like enemies on the battlefield, and fight with your life.

If it were the heads of other military regions, they would have stopped them if they saw soldiers under their command fighting to the death, otherwise, no matter whether they win or lose, if they die, it would be a big trouble and they would have to be held accountable.

But Mo Gu, who was born in the Eagle Banner, didn't care about this thing at all. Her bloodiness was stronger than anyone else, so she had no intention of stopping it. She just patted Ye Zixiao on the shoulder and told him the consequences: "I lost and was hospitalized, and I won and demoted."

Ye Zixiao broke up his joints and said indifferently: "It's all done if you make merit and get promoted."

After warming up, everyone retreated to the distance and gave up a piece of land for Ye Zixiao and Jing Chengkong. The two stood face to face, and Mo Gu was the notary in the duel.

"Start." Mo Guyan finished speaking and quickly retreated outside the court.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In an instant, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding. They had estimated their distance early and chose to attack each other without any agreement. Their calves drew a rapid arc and collided in the air, causing water-shaped air shocks.

In one round of confrontation, mutual resolution was resolved, and no one gained the upper hand. Ye Zixiao took a step back and said to himself, "What a good guy, the chassis is solid and the legs are strong, and he really has a few tricks, no wonder he dares to kick the door."

Just as Ye Zixiao was thinking about countermeasures, without warning, a sound of tearing air came. Jing Chengkong's fist tore open the air and ran towards Ye Zixiao like a meteor. The huge friction made the air around him start to boil!

The Jing family's martial arts have always been fierce and masculine. Their attacks will not be dragged on. Once they are shot out, they will definitely tear the opponent apart with thunderous momentum!

If it were someone else, Ye Zixiao would have to take it in a head, but now I don’t know how deep Jing Chengkong’s skills are, so taking it in a head may lead to something wrong.

Ye Zixiao used all his strength to dodge to the side, but the fist stuck to his face like a bone-attached cervix. As the thousand troops fired, he quickly leaned back and Jing Chengkong's fist brushed his nose and flew over.

Ye Zixiao only felt a burst of burning pain on his nose, as if it was burned by fire. He took a few steps back, stood firm and touched his nose, his hands were covered with bright red blood. The air shaking caused by Jing Cheng's empty fist actually shattered the blood vessels in his nose?!

Ye Zixiao rubbed his hands a few times. The evolutionist's body was very recovery ability, and his nose was not bleeding in a few breaths, but the blood on his face still looked shocking. The soldiers watching the battle couldn't help but clenched their fists.

Jing Chengkong pounced on again, and another move of the same move. Ye Zixiao and his embarrassed method dodged. After a few times, Ye Zixiao was aroused from real fire. Looking at Jing Chengkong's fist that was attacking like a meteor, Ye Zixiao actually did not flash. The muscles of his right arm suddenly swelled, and his whole body was concentrated on his right fist and attacking Jing Chengkong's throat.

Jing Chengkong is not tall and shorter than Luo You. The tall Ye Zixiao has the advantage of length of arms. Even if he gives up defense and fights each other directly, his fists will hit Jing Chengkong's throat faster!

Jing Chengkong was calm and suddenly stretched out his fist, stretched out his index and middle fingers, stabbed Ye Zixiao in his eyes, and then divided part of the force back, blocking the other hand in front of his throat.

Suddenly, Jing Chengkong felt his eyes turn black, his breathing tighten, and he almost suffocated. A severe pain came from his throat. He had already withdrawn part of his strength just now, and Ye Zixiao's remaining strength did not change!

Ye Zixiao's fist first hit Jing Chengkong's palm, and then attached a thousand pounds of force and Jing Chengkong's palm hit his throat!

Jing Chengkong was not feeling well, and Ye Zixiao was the same. Although Jing Chengkong had already removed some force, the two fingers were like two sharp knives stabbed into his eyes. If he hadn't closed his eyes in time, the two eyeballs would have almost exploded. Even if he escaped the death disaster, Ye Zixiao would have been so painful that he couldn't open his eyes.

Ye Zixiao originally thought that even if he was injured, the fist just now was definitely not a joke. Even if the huge impact force was offset by the palm, it would definitely suffocate Jing Chengkong directly. He had the ability to listen to the voice and defend the position. As long as he pounced on him and beat him when he was inactive, his chances of winning would be greater. Who knew that Jing Chengkong's ability to resist hit was too strong, and he would be fine after taking a few breaths.

Suddenly, Ye Zixiao felt a strong wind coming. He couldn't open his eyes and reacted one step later. Jing Chengkong directly locked his body.

I saw Jing Chengkong's slender arms locking Ye Zixiao's body, and his knees blasted towards Ye Zixiao's lower abdomen like an iron hammer!

As if hit by a huge meteorite, Ye Zixiao only felt that his lower abdomen was hit by an unprecedented impact, and his internal organs were trembling. The force of this blow was many times greater than Jing Chengkong's punch just now, and he hit the ground!

Ye Zixiao only felt that he was about to spit out his stomach. Suddenly his throat became sweet and a mouthful of blood sprayed on Jing Chengkong's face. I don't know if it was a coincidence, the blood just soaked into Jing Chengkong's eyes and blinded his vision.

In a hurry, Jing Chengkong let go of Ye Zixiao and wiped the blood from his face with his hands.

Good opportunity! Ye Zi and Xiao Qiang cheered up and took a deep breath. At this time, he didn't care about any face anymore. He directly kicked Jing Chengkong's crotch, hoping to make him unable to be a man in his life.

"Bang!" A dull sound came, and a undulating sound of stuttering sounds sounded in the crowd, and goose bumps were all raised. Mo Gu also covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look at them.

After being hit by the lower body and kicked, Jing Chengkong curled up on the ground like a shrimp, with a pale face: "You fuck..."

"Boy, do you know what fighting is to fight for life? If you cherish your face on the battlefield, you will die." Ye Zixiao sneered. His crotch attack was indeed inappropriate, but so what? What is death fighting? Death fighting means no rules. Death fighting is like being on the battlefield. Just win, and just survive. Those who take face and make moves with stern eyes are either new recruits or rookies or corpses on the battlefield.
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