Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

As Su Zhengyang finished speaking, the soldiers of the Security Corps shouted in unison: "The Security Corps will win!"

After a long period of training and development, the mental outlook of these security corps soldiers has undergone tremendous changes.

Liu Chengxu stood in the stands, looking at the security soldiers who stood straight and dignified, and nodded secretly. The ability of a troop commander can be seen from the soldiers under his command.

"In the first round, let's compete in boxing and kicking. Sun Yuanshan! You go!"

Sun Yuanshan, the second in command of Fengshan, who was not tall but very sturdy, rolled up his sleeves and responded. He walked in front of the security guards and said proudly, "I don't care if anyone of you can beat me. As long as someone doesn't fall down in my hands for five minutes, I will consider your security guards the winner."

Sun Yuanshan's arrogance obviously caused dissatisfaction among the soldiers of the security regiment. A man who was 1.9 meters tall and very strong shouted: "I'm here to fight you. With your skinny arms and legs, I'm afraid I can kill you with one punch."

The soldiers all started to jeer, "Niu Tao, beat him up!"

"Niu Erlangzi, knock him down. Let's see if he dares to act arrogantly in front of our security team again."

Sun Yuanshan still glanced at Niu Tao with disdain and said, "What's the use of being big? I can beat you with one hand."

"I'm going to try now to see what you can do!"

Niu Tao rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush up to fight Sun Yuanshan.

At this moment, Liu Gangding stopped Niu Tao and shook his head at him, saying, "You are no match for him. Let me do it."

As the saying goes, the layman sees the excitement while the expert sees the details. Sun Yuanshan's two exposed forearms had bulging blue veins and were as thick as a normal person's thighs. Except for the thumb, the five fingers were almost the same length. His palms were covered with thick calluses, which were obviously caused by years of training.

In fact, Liu Gangding was not wrong at all. The people in the northwest are tough and there are many people practicing martial arts. Sun Yuanshan’s grandfather was a famous martial artist in the local area.

Sun Yuanshan had been training with his family during the coldest days of winter and hottest days of summer since he was five years old. He had very solid skills in long fist and poking feet. Even if four or five men came up against him together, he could easily knock them down one by one.

Although Liu Gangding had never practiced any martial arts, he had fought in countless hand-to-hand combat on the battlefield during his more than ten years in the army. He was agile and had no fake moves, and he could easily take people's lives.

Sun Yuanshan glanced at Liu Kangding indifferently and said, "It doesn't matter who comes. I still say that no one here can beat me in boxing and kicking."

Liu Gangding did not respond to Sun Yuanshan's arrogant attitude. He stepped onto the stands and said to Sun Yuanshan in a cold voice, "Martial artist? Let me test your strength."

Liu Gangding threw an extremely fast straight punch at Sun Yuanshan's face. Sun Yuanshan half-crouched and quickly moved sideways to avoid Liu Gangding's punch. At the same time, he raised his right arm and punched Liu Gangding's left ribs. Liu Gangding quickly withdrew his hand and blocked Sun Yuanshan's full-strength attack with his elbow. After a dull sound of muscles colliding, the two men took a half step back at the same time.

The two men seemed evenly matched, but in fact Liu Kangding used his elbow to take Sun Yuanshan's punch. If they fought head-on, he would really be no match for Sun Yuanshan.

Sun Yuanshan also put away his contempt and slowly approached Liu Gangding. Suddenly, Sun Yuanshan moved his right leg and kicked Liu Gangding's calf with his toes. Liu Gangding concentrated all his attention and quickly took a small step back. Sun Yuanshan kicked in the air but was not panicked. He grabbed Liu Gangding's left wrist with his right hand, tripped Liu Gangding's left leg with his foot, and used all his strength to try to knock Liu Gangding to the ground.

Liu Kangding's lower body was extremely stable, and he showed no signs of instability even under the enormous force of Sun Yuanshan.

The two men began to compete. On the surface, they seemed calm and composed, but in fact, their back teeth were almost broken, and beads of sweat flowed down their foreheads.

After a two-minute stalemate, Sun Yuanshan realized that he was not as strong as Liu Kangding, so he let go and took a half step back. His feet were extremely flexible and he kept pointing out, looking for Liu Kangding's flaws.

Sun Yuanshan practiced the poking kick. There is a proverb in boxing that goes, "Hands are two doors, and you rely entirely on your feet to hit people."

Relaxed and generous, agile and strong, long-range attack, both hard and soft, with hardness as the main

Under Sun Yuanshan's continuous attack, Liu Kangding was kicked in the left calf. He felt half of his leg numb and almost lost his balance.

Sun Yuanshan showed a smile of confidence, and while he continued to move forward, he grabbed Liu Gangding's left shoulder and exerted force with his hands and feet at the same time. Liu Gangding was knocked over in an instant, but he was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and hooked Sun Yuanshan's neck before he fell to the ground.

Sun Yuanshan was careless and was knocked down by Liu Kangding. Both of them fell to the ground almost at the same time.

Liu Kangding was also a straightforward person. After he stood up, he said to Sun Yuanshan: "I lost. Brother, you are really good at kung fu!"

Sun Yuanshan also replied very politely: "I take back what I said. The security team still has capable people. If we both fall to the ground together, it will be a draw."

The security soldiers watching the battle below also burst into cheers.

"Okay, in this first match, even if we Fengshan people fought the security team to a draw, in the second match, let's compete in shooting skills!"

"Captain Su, I am the head of Fengshan, and you are also the head of the security team. Why don't we set an example for the brothers below and have a competition?"

Su Zhengyang was slightly startled, then nodded and said, "Okay, since Boss Liu said so, then I won't refuse, and I'll compete with Brother Liu."

Liu Chengxu actually didn't take Su Zhengyang's marksmanship seriously. In his opinion, Su Zhengyang, a second-generation rich man, probably had never even touched a gun a few times, while he was the top shooter in the Military Academy.

"Captain Su, please ask your people to bring my gun over. I'm not used to using other people's guns."

After a while, the soldiers of the security group handed over the gun that they had confiscated from Liu Chengxu. It was an old slide made in Dongyang. Judging from the wear and tear on the gun, it was obviously quite old.

Su Zhengyang smiled, and everyone came to the security team's shooting range.

What Liu Chengxu didn't know was that when Su Zhengyang was a drug enforcement police officer in his previous life, his marksmanship was extremely outstanding and he was a famous sharpshooter. Now that he had traveled here, after a period of practice, he had become accustomed to the firearms of this era and his marksmanship was still as good as ever, and he could hit whatever he pointed at.

Liu Chengxu looked at the target 300 meters away and shook his head, saying, "This target is too big. It's meaningless. Captain Su, how about we change to a smaller target?"

Su Zhengyang nodded and asked the security soldiers to bring a military water bottle and place it on a mound 350 meters away.

Liu Chengxu held the sniper rifle in his arms and moved it in one go. After spending two seconds aiming, there was a bang. The bullet accurately penetrated the kettle three hundred and fifty meters away.