Chapter 1461 – The Power of the Weapons Specialist
"Right, this is our turf. We have the final say. If we say we want to fight, we have to fight."
In his mind, there was only Ye Yanxi's gentle eyes. As long as he thought of her, any emotion he had would be soothed. Even if it was something unbearable, for her sake, he could swallow it back down.
"I don't want to fight. Don't waste your energy." Feng Yeming said that he wouldn't fight, and wouldn't fight.
"Hey, you're scared of us, right?" A voice shouted from behind him.
However, this sentence had truly angered this group of people.
One of the men sneered, "What do you mean 'afraid of you'? We aren't afraid of you at all. It doesn't matter what special forces myth you are, I spit on you. In my eyes, you're just a coward."
If that was the case, it would be an insult to Feng Yeming.
After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and wanted to leave.
When the leading man saw this, how could he be willing to let him go? He immediately took a step forward and put his hand on his shoulder. "You won't be able to leave so easily."
Just as his hand touched Feng Yeming's shoulder, Feng Yeming leaned over, and nimbly and elegantly dodged his touch.
He patted his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "I don't like people touching me."
Feng Yeming was not someone who could be easily bullied, he immediately dodged to the side, and although he did not retaliate, he was not willing to take a beating.
"Yo!" Not bad. " The man immediately gave a humph and continued punching again.
With one hand holding his clothes, Feng Yeming's other hand was behind his back as he continuously dodged.
From his dodging movements, it could be seen that he was quite capable, because this person's punching skills were showing their strength without restraint.
Feng Yeming hid continuously, and this person forced him to a place where he had nowhere to hide, which was behind a mountain of rocks.
Out of the corner of his eyes, Feng Yeming had already noticed this. When he was near, he immediately turned around and leaped, kicking his entire body sideways on the stone surface. With a swift somersault, he landed stably on the ground and was about to leave from the other side.
"Feng Yeming, you can't hide." The man immediately moved like a shadow, launching a new round of attacks.
Feng Yeming was truly annoyed, adding on that they had used Ye Yanxi to lure him over, he did not have any good impression of this group of people, his endurance had already been calculated already.
However, this man's repeated provocations had indeed gone a bit too far.
"So what if I force you?" "If you have the ability, duel me."
"Good, then let's fight. If I win, don't bother me anymore." Feng Yeming knew that this group of people were determined to trap him, so he could only use this method.
Seeing that he was willing to fight, the man immediately crossed his arms in anticipation and sneered, "Who said that it would definitely be you!"
"The rule is to beat the opponent, do not kill them."
"In other words, as long as we don't beat them to death, there won't be any other rules." Feng Yeming asked coldly.
"Yes, that's what you mean. Do you dare to come?"
Feng Yeming clenched his teeth, "Even if it was you who pestered me, why wouldn't you dare?"
Feng Yeming stared at his opponent, he stood there without moving, while the man in front of him swept his leg horizontally, and only when his leg was right in front of him did Feng Yeming make his move. He grabbed onto his leg, and fiercely punched towards his knee.
"Hiss …" With a loud hissing sound, the man immediately took a step back and instinctively touched his knee that was in pain.
"Don't forget his training direction, but he's different from us. He specializes in other people's weaknesses."
Everyone present didn't dare to underestimate this man even when Feng Yeming had made his first move.
Feng Yeming squinted and did not say a word.
Feng Yeming then immediately used his fist to attack him. Feng Yeming calmly received any of the attacks, and in the end, when there was a fleeting gap, he grabbed onto the man's neck with one hand and fiercely pressed his entire body onto the ground. As expected, the man was not prepared for the attack, he immediately extended his hand to retaliate, but Feng Yeming's knee directly pressed against his back, causing him to be in so much pain that he was gasping for breath.
"Have you admitted defeat?" Feng Yeming asked in a low voice.
"No, I won't admit defeat." How could this man take this lying down? He was subdued in just a few moves. This was simply too embarrassing, and he still wanted to counterattack.
But now, he couldn't even move while standing on the ground. He had no choice but to admit defeat, but he absolutely didn't want to admit defeat.
Feng Yeming suddenly became bored, and released him, picking up his clothes and patting on the floor: It's not that I'm arrogant, but rather, you guys are not my opponent.
"You … What did you say? You mean us? "
"You mean, we can't beat you even if we add up?"
"That's what he meant."
Immediately, the other five surrounded him, their gazes clearly showing that they wanted to launch a group attack.
"You all want to fight me?" Feng Yeming looked at them arrogantly.
"Our brother lost because he was too careless. We also want to have a spar."
"Attack him together, beat him up." One man immediately disliked his confidence.
At this time, they had never spoken of any military rules; anyway, they wanted to find some sense of superiority in front of Feng Yeming.
"Go, beat him to the ground."
Feng Yeming had just wiped off his clean clothes, and he immediately threw them a little further away. Looking at the five opponents who had vicious expressions on their faces, he tightened his brows and waited for them to attack.
The five of them going up together, the scene was extremely spectacular. Feng Yeming, who was in the middle, suffered from the tight fists from all around, his gaze was like a wild beast searching for the best way to break through. His training method determined that before every battle, he would already hold onto the hope of victory.
He immediately threw a punch towards the weakest opponent that he had thought to be. The man didn't expect that fist to come at him. When he dodged the punch, he didn't defend his abdomen and was sent flying two meters away.
Feng Yeming immediately followed with, dodging all the punches and kicks from the surroundings, holding onto a man's arm, fiercely throwing him away, launching a group attack, but also having a weak point in group attacks, which was that their attacks were not tight enough, although Feng Yeming had also received many punches, and had received quite a few blows on his body, his body did not fall at all, like an energetic beast.
In less than twenty minutes, six people who had started to jeer at him were sitting on the ground with their legs crossed. All of them were beaten black and blue.
As for the others, their knees, heads, hands and feet were all fractured. In short, one of their injuries was so severe that they couldn't even fight back.
"Satisfied? Satisfied, I'll be leaving first. " Feng Yeming then picked up his clothes, patted on the leaves and left.
"Damn Feng Yeming, you are truly worthy of being a soldier, are these fists made of iron?" One rubbed his shoulder and spat blood.
"Let's go!" "Go back, no one is allowed to mention this."
"I'm going too. My head hurts."
He shouted at them, "What's going on? How did you get injured like this? "
They immediately looked at each other, but didn't dare to say anything.
"Speak, if you don't speak now, then stand in front of me."
"We just came here to have fun and spar with others."
"That Feng Yeming!"
"He beat all six of you up? You can still laugh? "We'll report it to the leader in a bit."
"Shall we go?"
"Feng Yeming will also go over." The deputy general said angrily, "You dare to fight in a group here? Do you think discipline is just a decoration?"