Chen Hao good time to watch them compete, the heart is still in silence for Zhao Liang.

Originally, Zhou Zhun needed to find someone to set an example to others, but now Zhao Liang himself sent him to the door, which would be better.

It's not wrong for young people to be crazy. It's spirit, but it's not good to be arrogant. A man who is an ace commander in the army is mediocre. So Chen Haocai promised a bonus of 1 million, because he expected that no one on the scene could defeat Zhou Zhun.

Even Chen Hao himself will not be easy to win Zhou Zhun. He may even capsize in the gutter. After all, Wuqinxi originates from fitness, and its lethality is not strong. All kinds of combat skills practiced by soldiers are focused on killing the enemy with one strike, which is essentially different from those practiced by the police.

The students began to challenge the instructor. Zhao Liang, who was full of vigor, launched the attack first, and took Zhao Liang's face with a straight fist.

This move is mainly exploratory, so it didn't use all its strength.

On the other hand, Zhou Zhun didn't make too many moves when Zhao Liang waved his fist, but he just sank slightly and was ready to deal with it.

"Well, are you scared?"

Some arrogant Zhao Liang sneered and found that Zhou Zhun didn't have any counterattack action in the middle of the fist, so he changed the empty move into the real move and wanted to lift weights to hit the opponent.

"Right now!"

What Zhou Zhun and others want is Zhao Liang's real move. Because the real move is full of strength, just like the arrow, there is no room for maneuver. Now is the best time to fight back.

Zhou Zhun squatted down suddenly, one leg bent to support the ground, and the other leg swept out in a fan.

It's similar to the sweeping leg in Kung Fu, but it's faster. The key to fighting in the army is fast and ruthless. So Zhao Liang lost his target when he was in front of him, and the fist he could have hit the instructor in the face was also lost.

"No!"

When Zhao Liang realized the danger and wanted to retreat, it was too late. He felt that he had been severely kicked in the ankle, and then he lost his balance. All of a sudden, he was swept down, and his body fell on the hard concrete ground, which was extremely painful in many places.

"Ouch!" He screamed, grinned, and got up a few seconds later.

At this time, Zhou Zhun had already stood up and watched him quietly. If he was on the battlefield, Zhao Lianggang would have been killed. After sweeping down the enemy, he would have no chance to fight back, no matter he locked his throat, or used a spear or a pistol.

"I was careless just now. Come again."

Zhao Liang got up, gritted his teeth, held back the pain, and set out to attack again.

This time, he learned from the previous lessons and left room for one punch. Even if Zhou Zhun used his sweeping leg just now, he still had the spare strength to defend or fight back.

"Not too stupid."

Zhou Zhun had a comment in his mind, which was obviously better than just now. It seems that these disobedient students need to abuse more to make progress.

Although the strength is not old, but there is also a disadvantage, that is, if you keep your strength, you will suffer if you are facing a collision.

Zhou Zhun immediately hit out with one hand and grasped Zhao Liang's wrist with a clever grasp.

He is the late starter and the first to arrive. This kind of fast speed has been developed through years of training. Only when he is fast on the front line, he can crush many opponents. Therefore, Zhao Liang finds that Zhou Zhun's moves can't be avoided completely.

As soon as he put on his wrist, Zhou Zhun restrained the opponent's attack. Then he twisted hard, which gave Zhao Liang the strength to turn. He made his left fist attack distance longer and the angle was not good. This is to develop strengths and avoid weaknesses.

Zhao Liang is at an extremely awkward angle. If he wants to attack with his left fist, he has to bend his arm and parallel with his body. In this way, he can't use his strength at all, so his counterattack is weak and weak. However, there is no space under his right rib. Zhou Zhun's fist blows out. This heavy fist is aimed at the vulnerable place of human rib bones. It's easy to break one or two ribs.

However, this is not a battlefield, and Zhou Zhun didn't use all his strength. With an ordinary punch, Zhao Liang felt a pain in the ribs. In his hurry, he hit Zhou Zhun with his shoulder as a weapon.

In Zhou Zhun's heart, he sighed that such a student's foundation was really poor, and his use was so flawed.

It's only unexpected to hit him with his shoulder. Now he's still at a disadvantage, which is completely expected by Zhou Zhun. With early judgment, Zhao Liang's fragile neck will be exposed in front of his eyes. If he has a dagger, he can kill him with one blow, or step back and hold his head with both hands. If he strangles his neck, he can end the battle.

These are all killing moves. Zhou Zhun kept his hand again, but he used a traction force to dodge. The forward momentum of the shoulder collision couldn't be stopped. Zhao Liang stumbled far away. Thanks to his strong body, he stopped abruptly and didn't fall.

Otherwise, it would be too humiliating to drop a dog and chew shit.

Both Chen Hao and Lai Wu have seen that there is a huge gap between them. If there is a fight between life and death, Zhao Liang has died twice, and his strength is totally unequal.

Zhao Liang still does not admit defeat, and so back, is a shout to their courage, and then rushed back.

He used fists twice, but he was crushed by Zhou Zhun's hands. This time, he put on flying kick, which was powerful but long-distance, and was not easy to be targeted.

However, he is facing the retired captain of the special operations brigade and the elite king of the special forces. In the face of the absolute strength gap, all Zhao Liang's moves are flawed. Zhou Zhun also uses his legs to fight back and kicks Zhao Liang back in the front.

This time, Zhao Liang fell on his back. He also fell on the back of his head. His face was so painful that he couldn't get up for a moment.

Zhou Zhun seems to have done a trivial thing, still standing in the same place, watching silently.

"I'll go..."

The onlookers swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking that the instructor was too fierce. Zhao Liang, one of them with strong ability, was not an opponent, and he was completely defeated. He didn't even touch other people's clothes.

For a moment, there was no sound.

Some of the team members wanted to help Zhao Liang, but Lai Wu stopped them: "don't leave the team without the permission of the instructor!"

Those people had to give up. After waiting for half a minute, Zhao Liang slowly recovered. He got up from the ground and looked at Zhou Zhun. He was no longer arrogant.

His face changed a few changes, and finally lowered his proud head, bowed and said: "I lost, sorry instructor!"

"Do you know where you are wrong?" Asked Zhou Zhun.

"I'm too crazy to contradict the instructor. It's my fault." Zhao Liang said.

"What else?" Zhou Zhun asked again.

This time Zhao Liang was asked, he couldn't think of it.

"Your biggest problem is not mania, but food. If you have the strength to surpass me, challenging me is not mania, that is self-confidence. The result depends on your strength. If you don't have the strength, give me good training. Do you hear me?"

Zhou Zhun said at last. He suddenly yelled at Zhao Liang, and he said, "I hear you!"

"Speak up

"I hear you!" Zhao Liang pulled his neck and yelled, his face turned red.

Zhou Zhun nodded and said "return to the team". Zhao Liang returned to the team in low spirits. For a moment, everyone in the team felt sad.