Chapter 638, Showing Power: Ye Qiu VS Yan Qingfeng (Part 2)
pain!
All the bones in the body seemed to be falling apart, and the internal organs felt like they were being violently pulled out and quickly reinstalled.
Yan Qingfeng pressed his arm on something and touched it with his hand. It was soft and had a touch of warmth.
"It's the human body."
Yan Qingfeng, who is proficient in human body science, immediately made an accurate judgment.
He knew that when he was knocked out of the boxing ring by Ye Qiu's punch just now, the audience in front also suffered a disaster. They were unable to dodge and were pinned under him.
¡°What a bunch of unlucky guys.¡± Yan Qingfeng smiled bitterly.
Putting his hands on the ground, he wanted to get up from the ground. But when his throat felt fishy, ??a stream of liquid surged out.
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He clearly knew that vomiting blood at this time would have a great impact on the body, but he had no time to effectively stop and control it. A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the dark red marble floor.
"Damn it." Yan Qingfeng punched the ground.
What kind of kungfu did he use? Why was he beaten out so unprepared?
Closing his eyes and thinking back to the scene just now, he was still puzzled.
At that time, it was the time when both of them had gathered enough strength and prepared to fight to the death. Why was he knocked away as soon as their fists came into contact?
If there is such a big difference between his strength and his, Yan Qingfeng simply doesn't want to believe it.
¡°Could it be said that he has a new unique skill?
"This perverted guy." Yan Qingfeng couldn't help but cursed harshly.
Anyone who knows how fast his opponent is improving will not feel any better.
What's more, he always thought that Ye Qiu was his defeat. It's just that there is no suitable opportunity to knock him down openly.
The outcome is the opposite. The sense of gap is very strong!
"A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated. My own fate is not like this, and the fate of the Yan family should not be like this."
I don¡¯t accept it!
Boom!
Putting his hands on the ground, his body suddenly jumped up. As if the injuries on his body healed automatically in an instant, Yan Qingfeng stood up again.
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Thunderous cheers and applause broke out, and the audience was moved by Yan Qingfeng¡¯s persistence.
They didn¡¯t know what happened just now, they just thought that Yan Qingfeng lost a fist fight between the two and was knocked away by a punch.
He was so seriously injured that he rolled from stage to stage. I originally thought he was done playing. I didn't expect that he could stand up in such a short period of time.
"Come on, handsome guy. We support you."
"Handsome guy. I love you."
"Handsome guy, you are good. ¡ª¡ªDown with that pretty boy¡ª¡ª"
People admire the strong, but they also sympathize with the weak. Yan Qingfeng's failure aroused the pity of his many female fans, who all spoke up to cheer him up.
In the past, Yan Qingfeng really didn't pay much attention to other women except Jiang Yanzi, whom he had a soft spot for.
But I don¡¯t know what happened today. He suffered the biggest setback in his life and was particularly fragile and pretentious.
In his heart, he was actually moved by the calls of those unknown women.
Wang Jianhan and the woman in white, who had just driven to the outside of the club, looked at each other in the face of the fierce shouts from the venue.
"What happened? Why are everyone so excited?" the woman in white said in surprise.
Before they entered the venue, they heard shouts coming from the ground in the distance.
"It seems that the competition has already concluded." Wang Jianhan listened carefully for a while and guessed.
"Could it be that¡ª¡ªyour second brother won't lose? I heard that Yan Qingfeng is the number one expert in the special forces world." said the woman in white. She originally wanted to say that her father also admired the young man Yan Qingfeng very much, and even her mother wanted to betroth herself to him.
But thinking about Wang Jianhan¡¯s relationship with Ye Qiu and Lin Canglan, these words still stuck in his heart.
After this battle, I am afraid that Yanjing¡¯s power structure will be reshuffled again.
At this time, we can¡¯t hold our father back.
"Impossible." Wang Jianhan said with certainty.
The woman in white is very confused about Wang Jianhan¡¯s affirmative attitude, maybe?There are still some small dissatisfactions deep inside. Asked: "How can you be so sure?"
"Because he is my second brother. If that boy Yan Qingfeng dares to hurt my second brother, I will tear him into pieces." When Wang Jianhan spoke, he looked arrogant.
The woman in white looked at Wang Jianhan's serious profile and felt a little strange in her heart.
The two walked quickly to the underground world and opened the glass door.
The sultry air and noisy sounds rushed towards my face. It was only a door away, but it seemed like another world had opened up.
Wang Jianhan's eyes searched the crowd, and soon he found Ye Qiu lying in the boxing ring. Wang Jianhan felt relieved and had a knowing smile on his face.
Hao has no doubt that the winner is his second brother.
The woman in white looked at the handsome young man in the audience who seemed to be isolated in the world and didn't know what he was thinking. She leaned gently towards Wang Jianhan, rubbed his arm slightly with her shoulders, and said softly: "Your confidence is justified. . It seems that the second brother¡¯s kung fu is even better.¡±
Wang Jianhan noticed the subtle change in her attitude towards him, and also heard that she deliberately removed the word "you" from "your second brother".
He did not pretend to be reserved, but hugged the body of the woman in white and said: "No one can let the second brother fail. I will not see anyone let the second brother fail."
The woman in white did not struggle, but nodded slightly.
Ye Qiu thought that when he unleashed his fourth level of energy, unleashed his domineering energy, and knocked Yan Qingfeng away with one punch, he would become the hero of the boxing club tonight.
Flowers, applause, cheers, and women¡¯s underwear all flew towards me.
But, he was disappointed.
Those women did not give these things to themselves, the winner, but to Yan Qingfeng, the loser.
"Is it because he is a handsome guy?" Ye Qiu thought angrily. "I'm handsome too."
Through this incident, classmate Ye Qiu came to the conclusion: there is simply no cure for a woman to become a nymphomaniac.
Ye Qiu enjoys the feeling now. That kind of power fills the whole body, and every pore is full of energy and a sense of joy.
"He actually stood up. Very good." Ye Qiu lay beside the wooden pile in the corner, looking at Yan Qingfeng who stood up again, with a charming smile on his lips.
The two people's eyes collided, and the air was filled with electricity again.
"come on! Come on."
I don¡¯t know who organized it, but uniform slogans rang out in the venue.
Ye Qiu looked down at Yan Qingfeng, just as he looked down at himself before.
?? Stretched out his right hand and hooked his fingers at Yan Qingfeng.
Provocation!
????Naked provocation!
In Ye Qiu's heart, he still hopes that Yan Qingfeng can continue to fight.
A long-awaited opponent fell so easily, leaving him with a feeling of emptiness and nowhere to focus.
Looking at Ye Qiu¡¯s actions, Yan Qingfeng was completely irritated.
This anger is not shown on the face, but is burning inside the body.
Like a stream of fire, rolling in, every time it moves, it makes people miserable.
The fists were clenched together tightly, as if the nails were about to dig into the flesh.
The corners of his mouth were bleeding, but his expression was quiet and peaceful.
"Grandpa, my grandson is unfilial. This time, I'm afraid Qingfeng won't be able to obey your instructions." Yan Qingfeng muttered to himself, facing the southeast direction.
As if he had made up his mind, Yan Qingfeng slowly took off his black suit jacket.
He unbuttoned the third button of his white shirt and stretched out a chain like an eagle.
Pulling hard, there was a 'click' sound, and the chain broke into two pieces.
The nails clicked three times on the eagle's protruding eyes, and then the eagle's beak automatically opened a tiny circular opening.
Without any hesitation, Yan Qingfeng raised his head and pointed his eagle beak at his own mouth.
A drop of white liquid slipped from the eagle's mouth and fell accurately into his throat.
Abandoning the eagle, Yan Qingfeng waited quietly. Waiting for the medicine to take effect. In other words, the effect of the medicine is out of control.
This is the latest product developed by the top and most secretive Red Star Institute of Gene Biology in China, and it is temporarily named: Hot-Blooded Type I.
"Hot-blooded Type I" is the most advanced genetic medicine in China and even in the world. Not only does it have the miraculous effect of restoring body functions, but it can alsoUnleash the potential of the human body, increasing a person's speed and combat effectiveness by 0.8 to 1.5 times in a short period of time. Of course, this number is too broad and requires further evaluation.
The most important thing is that this potion itself also has the effect of providing energy. In other words, it not only stimulates the energy in your body, but also inputs the energy contained in the medicine into your body.
However, this drug also has a fatal flaw: its efficacy is unstable.
After hundreds of tests, 39 cases were successful. Only a thirty-nine percent success rate.
This probability of success is really bad for drugs used in life-saving or life-threatening battles. No one dares to joke with the lives of elite warriors.
¡° Moreover, among those cases of losers, there are still many serious sequelae. Some even die due to the loss of control of the drugs in the body and the reverse flow of menstrual blood in the user's body.
As the captain of the fifth unit, it is not surprising that he can obtain this kind of medicine that has not yet been actually put into production for soldiers.
But, he has never used it before. This time, he was cornered by Ye Qiu.
"Heaven bless you. For the reputation of the Yan family, success or failure depends on this blow." Yan Qingfeng prayed secretly in his heart.
I clenched my fists and felt that my body was recovering, and there was a stream of air flowing rapidly and strongly through the meridians.
Success?
Yan Qingfeng was ecstatic.
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