"You don't need to hold back, just come at me," Li Chonglou said without any self-awareness, putting one hand behind his back and beckoning Chen Yong with the other.
This action was seen as utterly dismissive in Chen Yong's eyes.
Instantly, Chen Yong was filled with rage.
To him, fighting was a sacred affair.
Even though Li Chonglou was, in his opinion, an absolute weakling, he still granted him a certain degree of respect.
Giving his all in a match.
But Li Chonglou was too much; he clearly didn't take the fight seriously at all.
The last time he fought him, Da Liu and Xiao Zhang intervened. Since this guy was courting death, he'd make him understand what it meant to be a "Xiong Ying."
Chen Yong walked up to Li Chonglou, his eyes radiating fierce light, and said, "Don't worry, I'll leave you half your life, enough for you to crawl out of the Xiong Ying gate!"
The crowd around them was all gloating.
Even Tang Ren sneered. Li Chonglou being taken away by Zhuzi last time had cost him a lot of face.
Being able to watch him get thrashed by Chen Yong today was undoubtedly a pleasurable event.
Only Liu Ping'er's expression was exceptionally relaxed; she had witnessed Li Chonglou's combat prowess firsthand.
Regardless of his skill in firearms and tactics, Li Chonglou's combat skill was definitely his forte.
"Your friend is going to have a very miserable day. Chen Yong is ranked eighth in the entire Xiong Ying fighting competition," the cold and beautiful woman said, seeing Liu Ping'er's indifference. "Ping'er, I advise you to prepare a white flag in advance, lest he be accidentally beaten to death by Chen Yong."
"Jing Jie, who wins and who loses is still up in the air. Let's just wait and see," Liu Ping'er replied with a smile.
After entering Xiong Ying, she was assigned to Bai Jing's communications team. Initially, Bai Jing treated her as invisible.
However, ever since she displayed her superior network technology, Bai Jing's attitude had undergone a complete 180-degree change.
She could naturally tell that Sister Jing's expression was cold, but it was merely haughty; she looked down on weak individuals.
It seemed that in her eyes, those without strength shouldn't exist in this world.
Towards the strong, however, she was quite respectful.
"Fighting, begin!" As soon as the words fell, the referee impatiently gave the order.
Even he couldn't help but want to see Li Chonglou being beaten to the ground by Chen Yong.
The next second, Chen Yong directly unleashed a low sweep kick aimed at Li Chonglou's calf, starting with a vicious move.
It was clear he intended to sweep Li Chonglou off his feet and humiliate him.
This kick was incredibly fast, so fast it became a blur, and utterly merciless.
If an ordinary person were hit by it, their calf could instantly be fractured, and they wouldn't be able to walk for at least a hundred days.
Chen Yong harbored extreme resentment towards Li Chonglou, and now that he could finally vent his anger openly, he wouldn't hold back.
Li Chonglou's eyes flashed with sharp light. Just as Chen Yong was about to kick him, he suddenly took a step back.
He narrowly dodged the kick.
Chen Yong, with his immense combat experience, was slightly surprised when his kick missed, but he didn't falter.
Instead, he used the momentum of the side kick to turn his entire body, his right shoulder dipping as he forcefully rammed towards Li Chonglou's chest.
This move was the "Iron Mountain Lean" from the ancient martial art of Baji Quan.
After modification, it was integrated into Xiong Ying's combat techniques, flowing continuously with immense power.
Even a tree as thick as a person's embrace would tremble upon being hit by it.
Unfortunately, Li Chonglou was not a tree. His movements were incredibly agile. With a slight sidestep of his seemingly slender body, he evaded Chen Yong's attack once again.
Instead, he took advantage of Chen Yong's inability to stop his momentum and lightly patted him on the back.
This single pat was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, instantly sending Chen Yong flying back three to four meters.
It wasn't that Li Chonglou had truly exerted his strength; the force and momentum were Chen Yong's own. Li Chonglou had merely borrowed his momentum.
Thud.
Chen Yong fell to the ground, rolled once, and immediately stood up again.
Whoosh…
This scene sent the entire crowd into an uproar, everyone stunned and disbelieving.
Not only did Li Chonglou evade Chen Yong's two moves, but he also made him fall flat on his face. This…
How could this be so different from what they expected?
"How is this possible? Why is this kid so fast?" Tang Ren narrowed his eyes, his face full of doubt.
Even Bai Jing showed a hint of surprise.
She commented, "His speed is indeed fast, but his physique must lack power. Chen Yong can make countless mistakes, but he only gets one chance."
The gasps from the crowd made the rising Chen Yong's face turn red, his eyes filled with hatred like knives. "Li Chonglou, are you f***ing a rat?"
"Besides dodging, what else can you do!"
"If you're a man, fight me head-on."
It was a typical taunt. Li Chonglou had managed to humiliate him publicly, and if he didn't get revenge, how could he swallow this insult?
"You don't want me to dodge? Fine, come on!" Li Chonglou said, his expression unchanged, his gaze becoming serious.
Chen Yong's skill was indeed impressive, no less than Xu Lie's before him.
Especially in terms of power, he was even more formidable.
But he had a fatal flaw: he was too upright and honest, with a clear battlefield style.
Unlike Xu Lie, who, despite his fierce attacks, had a versatile style due to his experience in various fights in the boxing ring.
After two exchanges, Li Chonglou had already figured out Chen Yong's approach.
In terms of sheer strength, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage either.
"Courting death!" Chen Yong roared, rising and launching a knee strike.
It directly targeted Li Chonglou's chest.
This move was fast and fierce, powerful and unstoppable, and the best course of action was to dodge.
But Li Chonglou had already agreed not to dodge, and to evade now would be seen as falling short.
Seeing this, his eyes narrowed. He bent his right arm, using his elbow to protect his chest.
He fiercely collided his elbow with Chen Yong's knee.
Bang!
After a muffled thud, Li Chonglou and Chen Yong both retreated three steps, stopping simultaneously.
On the surface, it seemed like a draw, but everyone present was not an idiot.
Chen Yong used his knee, while Li Chonglou used his elbow.
Both in terms of kinetic energy and bone hardness, Chen Yong had at least a ten percent advantage.
The fact that they fought to a standstill meant what?
Everyone present was an elite from Xiong Ying, with extraordinary eyesight. Who couldn't understand this exchange?
In an instant, everyone's gaze towards Li Chonglou shifted from seeing him as a fool to being shocked.
Chen Yong's eyes widened in disbelief. The intense pain from his knee was unforgettable.
He knew he had underestimated this scrawny kid.
Indeed, in the previous three matches, he had been toying with them, deliberately holding back.
He utterly looked down on him!
Thinking of this, Chen Yong's chest exploded, his eyes turning red. He roared, "Bastard, die for me!"
He took a step forward and lunged at Li Chonglou, throwing a cannon punch towards his face.
Slap!
But Li Chonglou blocked it with his hand.
Chen Yong's reaction was also incredibly fast; he followed up with another punch.
It was blocked again.
The two exchanged blows, Chen Yong's punch speed increasing, his fists moving in and out, throwing seven to eight punches in a second.
Each punch was a blur, too fast for the human eye to perceive.
But Li Chonglou was even faster, blocking every punch precisely and effortlessly.
After blocking more than ten punches in a row, his expression turned cold, and he said calmly, "I've played enough. Let's end this."
As he spoke, he stopped using his palms.
Instead, he moved like a phantom, cutting into Chen Yong's center line and heading straight for his chest.
Taking advantage of Chen Yong's shock and inability to react, he suddenly unleashed his power.
His entire body vibrated violently, like a sieve. The high-frequency vibrations, usually used for preventing mosquito bites, were lowered to their limit, but the amplitude of the vibrations increased a hundredfold.
With this single jolt, all his strength was concentrated on a single point, erupting on Chen Yong's chest.
Crack!
Chen Yong was sent flying backward seven to eight meters like he had been hit by a speeding car, landing on the ground with a thud.
His body convulsed, and his face turned ashen.
His eyes were filled with extreme terror. He pointed at Li Chonglou, wanting to speak but unable to make a sound.
The next second, due to difficulty breathing, he lost consciousness.
Hiss…
Instantly, gasps of disbelief echoed throughout the entire venue.
Not a single person had expected that Chen Yong, with his strength, would be knocked out in one move.
This…
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would believe that a scrawny recruit could do this?
Furthermore, no one could even see what he had done.
For a moment, everyone's gaze towards Li Chonglou became complicated.
"What are you standing around for? Save him!" someone reacted and shouted.
Immediately, members from the four squads rushed towards Chen Yong.
Li Chonglou grabbed Da Liu, who was rushing past him, and said to those approaching, "He's fine, just fainted from holding his breath."
"Chen Yong is proud. If you wake him up now, he'll try to fight me desperately."
"I forfeit the remaining three matches."
"As agreed, I'll leave Xiong Ying. See you!"
With that, he left the completely stunned soldiers behind, turned around潇洒ly, and walked away with his hands behind his back.
Bai Jing, standing beside Liu Ping'er, showed a hint of emotion on her haughty face, her eyes unable to hide her shock.
She never imagined that things would turn out so dramatically.
Li Chonglou, whom she had looked down upon, had knocked out Chen Yong with one move.
Even more bizarre was that he could have pressed his advantage, won the remaining physical fitness tests, or even the other two matches.
At least he had a chance.
But he directly gave up the opportunity to stay in Xiong Ying. Why?
After all, no soldier in the country didn't want to join Xiong Ying. So many people fought tooth and nail to get in, yet Li Chonglou treated it like child's play.
Looking at Li Chonglou's slender but upright back, for a moment, Bai Jing's cold heart couldn't help but feel a surge of anger that she herself hadn't noticed.
Liu Ping'er's beautiful eyes sparkled with admiration.
She understood Li Chonglou's intentions and silently thought, "Li Chonglou, I'll wait for your return from your mission…"
"Please take care."
The match the entire brigade had been anticipating ended with Li Chonglou losing three and winning one, forfeiting the rest.
But at this moment, no one underestimated Li Chonglou as they had before.
Even Tang Ren felt that Li Chonglou had been indulging himself in the previous three matches.
With such superb skills, defeating Chen Yong in one move.
This already placed him among the top eight masters.
Such a person was absolutely not someone they could afford to offend.
That潇洒's back, though he had left Xiong Ying, would likely become an enduring legend.
As for Chen Yong, when he woke up, he might become reclusive.
Li Chonglou didn't think much about Chen Yong's fate, nor did he care what others thought of him.
He went straight to Fan Lei's office, intending to meet the assistant Fan Lei had arranged for him before leaving the military camp for a mission.
However, the person hadn't arrived yet.
He waited in Fan Lei's office for a full half hour before the door was finally pushed open.
A figure walked in. Upon seeing this person, Li Chonglou froze for a full thirty seconds.