The strongest king of special forces

Yan Kuan's character, the system just appeared a reminder of the competition task, and Chang Cheng just now is also a candidate in the competition task.

For brushing mastery points and skills, Luo Feng is always happy.

Ding dong!

"Congratulations to the host for defeating Chang Cheng, +100 for actual combat proficiency, +100 for combat proficiency, +100 for mastery of national arts, and 100 points for mastery points!"

"Reward Guoshu Skill - Wing Chun!"

"Wing Chun?"

Looking at the rewarded skills, a playful smile appeared at the corner of Luo Feng's mouth.

Then the countless information and experience of Wing Chun were all integrated towards his brain, countless moves, Ip Man's martial arts experience, including several of Wing Chun's major killing moves, all of which made Luo Feng clear.

"Whew..."

After receiving Wing Chun's experience, Luo Feng opened his eyes.

"Mr. Yan, please also enlighten!"

Luo Feng ignored Luo Dingguo and He Chaowu's surprised eyes, stretched out his hand slightly, and extended it diagonally towards Yan Kuan.

This is a teachable gesture.

"Oh?"

Yan Kuan's eyes did not look at Luo Feng, but asked for the opinions of the two chiefs.

He Chaowu also glanced at Luo Dingguo, and seeing Luo Dingguo nodding slightly, he also made a gesture of agreement towards Yan Kuan: "Old Yan, stop at point, don't hurt the little... This little soldier! "

"Yes, Chief!"

"I'll be measured!"

Yan Kuan's hands lowered, and his eyes swept towards Luo Feng on the side, and the two came to the center of the competition.

Countless recruits all surrounded him, He Chenguang's expression was indescribably eager to try, to be honest, he also wanted to go up and fight.

He is the champion of world fighting, and he has long heard of the power of national arts, so he wants to go up and ask for advice.

"Let's go, boy!"

After Yan Kuan's words were finished, he suddenly made a move, and the tip of his right elbow was like a gun, hitting Luo Feng's chest directly.

This is a Wing Chun short fight, which pays attention to being fast and ruthless, and it is absolutely the same as a blow.

No one expected that this middle-aged grandmaster would fight if he said that he would fight, and everyone was calmed by his hand.

Syllable!

Yan Kuan flicked this fiercely, and the whole arm made a crackling sound, as if the air was bursting, indescribably fierce.

The energy roared towards Luo Feng, and the air crackled and emitted a terrifying sonic boom.

You don't need to look at it to know that the strength of this move is very strong.

"If you can make such three and two moves and injure Xiao Chang, you deserve my full strength!"

As Yan Kuan said, Luo Feng had already felt a sharp force, squeezing the air towards him.

That angry cheek was extremely painful, this was just qi strength, a real killing move, on top of Yan Kuan's elbow strike.

As soon as he made a move, Yan Kuan went all out.

Chang Cheng just now was too underestimated the enemy, resulting in his rapid defeat, Yan Kuan has rich experience in actual combat, and has long seen the fierceness of Luo Feng's strength, although it did not condense into a force, but one force down ten times, with the eight poles that need the most strength, exerted the strength beyond ordinary martial artists.

Luo Feng's expression instantly became solemn in his concern.

The middle-aged man in front of him, but a grandmaster-level figure of Guoshu, was already Ho Chaowu's personal guard more than ten years ago, and he single-handedly made Wing Chun divine.

According to rumors, he has long practiced inch strength and dark strength!

It's only one step away from Huajin.

Looking at Wing Chun's short beating, Luo Feng's eyes shrank slightly.

He did not back down, this kind of competition, if you retreat slightly, you will face a series of back-and-turn moves, and Wing Chun is notoriously fast-battened.

Therefore, Luo Feng stepped on the ground with one foot, and the strengthened body slammed a footprint on the ground, and the ground also shook.

The power from the American team, this moment is unreserved.

Yan Kuan's body shook slightly in an instant.

"Good opportunity!"

Luo Feng's eyes lit up, and when he couldn't slow down, his palm jerked back, and in an instant, it was like a sports car thruster, pushing out all the power that had just retreated.

The strength of the body, with this push, like a dragon going out to sea, burst out.

Eight Pole Crane Step Push!

One of the eight potentials of King Kong, with the majestic strength in the body, a hard move to fight!

Bang!

The air seemed to burn, and an amazing sound exploded.

Everyone on the side was dumbfounded.

What kind of martial arts is this?

The air is bursting?

Do you want to be so fierce?!

"How daring!"

Yan Kuan also looked frozen, and the skin on his face spontaneously contracted, which was from a dangerous warning.

He expected Luo Feng's strength to be sufficient, but he never expected that there was such a majestic force, like a tank crushing him.

Luo Feng's spirit, the strength beyond ordinary people, and the eight extreme moves, all followed this move, and fought out without reservation.

Bang!

The push palm that blasted out finally came into contact with Yan Kuan's short fight, and Yan Kuan, who was originally fierce, made a slight wave on his face at the moment of contact with this thrust.

"How is that possible?!"

Yan Kuan admitted that he looked up to Luo Feng, but he still did not anticipate the strength of this push.

Tank!

Absolute tank power.

Boom -

Incomparably strong and full of indomitable momentum.

In his life, Yan Kuan had never seen such a domineering push palm, as if when he pushed, the mountain could collapse.

His short punch was as if he had hit a steel door panel.

Bang!

The two collide, inch against rigid!

Yan Kuan's body actually shook, but Luo Feng stood still and did not move, like an old monk sitting still.

"What?"

A group of guards all opened their mouths wide, looking at this scene in disbelief, their old leader, actually fell into the downwind?!

"Chief, this kid is powerful!"

He Chaowu glanced at Luo Dingguo and found that Luo Dingguo's body was a little trembling.

It was the first time he saw that Luo Dingguo had such a gaffe, after all, his identity was there, and there were not many things that could make him have violent mood swings.

But this time, Luo Dingguo was really excited.

The unruly young man in front of him is his son, the boy who has always been recognized as a gentleman.

"Good!"

Luo Dingguo squeezed his fist slightly, and he didn't know whether this sound was a compliment for Luo Feng or an appreciation for the blow just now.

Snap!

At this moment, a scene that no one expected happened.

Yan Kuan, his body couldn't stop taking a step back, just this step, made his expression a little pale...

"You, lost!"

Luo Feng's eyebrows were raised, and his expression exploded.

His body exuded a mighty and incomparable momentum, which made everyone around him lose their concentration for a moment.

Luo Feng in the field is like a god of war!

Invincible God of War!