Chapter 1321: Bloody Battle of San Diego (VII)

“OKOK…” For some reason, facing the American brother who spoke Chinese, Feng Bujue always couldn’t help but blurt out a few words of English, “You can do it…”

While praising the other party in a very careless tone, he put away the nunchaku and moved his shoulders and neck a few times.

“Huh?” The American brother saw what Jue did, and his heart tightened immediately, thinking, “This kid… Seeing that I was using Tai Chi, he was ready to give up the fighting method of standing and striking…”

In fact, the American brother had guessed that the other party was not an ordinary person long before he met Jue; before that, in the conference room, when Liang Feifan and Liu Xing were competing to catch the “invader”, the American brother felt that things were not that simple…

Although “breaking through the no-man’s land, single-handedly killing into the jungle area, and dealing with dozens of special forces in a short time” are just common things for the management of the San Diego Group, but think about it from another angle… The intruder is not a member of the group, and it is unusual for an “outsider martial artist” who does not rely on Jin Nitrogen Pills to do these things.

The American brother, whose strength is slightly inferior to that of Captain Dongxian, can sit in the second seat of the group because of his wisdom and cunning. He can think of things that others can't think of.

So, when everyone else took it for granted that Liang and Liu could easily solve the matter, the American brother, who was sitting opposite Captain Dongxian, showed a solemn look on his face.

"Hah!" The American brother didn't wait for a while. After a little thought, he slightly retracted the two Yin and Yang palms that were spread out, swung his arms and gathered his moves, and suddenly attacked.

This style of "hand-waving pipa" is as powerful as a mountain, but the speed is as light as a feather. It attacks with a force like wind and thunder.

But Feng Bujue was prepared for this. He rolled down to the ground neatly to avoid the opponent's attack, and then stepped out with both feet, and gave a scissor kick to the American brother's shin.

"Stop dreaming!" The American brother is not stupid. As a Tai Chi master, he knows the weaknesses of his boxing skills very well. When fighting in a standing position, the American brother's skills are almost flawless, but if he enters a close-range entanglement, no matter how exquisite his moves and internal strength are, he will not be able to display them. Therefore, before making this move, the American brother has already tightened his lower body, guarding against the opponent from taking the fight to the ground. Bang——As a result, when Feng Bujue's powerful scissor kicks came together, there was only a sound of gas explosion caused by the internal strength resisting, and the American brother's legs remained in the original horse stance, without moving a bit. "Tsk..." Brother Jue spat inwardly when he saw that the opponent did not fall as he had planned, "You're forcing me to use skills again, right..."

Obviously, Feng Bujue was not very willing to use skills; although he could use all kinds of skills at will now, the consumption of skills was still real. For example, the previous move [My Skateboard Shoes] was powerful... but it consumed a full 1,200 points of physical energy, which was already more than 20% of his total energy. If he relied on his many powerful skills to use them casually, his physical energy would be exhausted in minutes.

However, facing those opponents who were superior to him in fighting skills and could not be directly crushed in terms of strength and speed, it was almost impossible to defeat them efficiently without using skills.

"Fall for me!" Brother Jue failed to complete a move, and changed his style, twisted his body sideways, and continued with a whip kick.

According to common sense, this temporary change of moves that is purely for the sake of speed must be less powerful than the first one... The American brother also thought so; how could he know that the scissor kick in the previous move was just an ordinary scissor kick, and the whip kick in the next move was a [naughty child's whip kick].

"Ah...ah..." A second later, the American brother fell down in shock, and shouted "ah" slowly in a northeastern accent.

Before he completely fell sideways, Feng Bujue took advantage of the stiffness time to give him a move "Jericho Great Wall (when the enemy is lying face down, face the direction of the enemy's feet, pull up the enemy's legs, fix the ankles under your armpits, and then sit on the opponent's waist)".

The power of this lock is amazing. It can cause great pain while suppressing, and it is almost impossible to be unlocked; its only disadvantage is...it is difficult to successfully perform in actual combat.

Just think about it, if you can knock an opponent down face down in actual combat, you probably won't use any locking skills on him next time. It's obviously faster and more damaging to just step on his head.

If it weren't for the causal effect of [Naughty Child's Whip Kick], Feng Bujue would have found it difficult to find an opportunity to use it.

"Uh... you... this..." The American brother hasn't recovered from the shock of being tripped, and the severe pain from his waist has made him unable to speak a complete sentence.

"If you are willing to give up resistance, I will let you go." Feng Bujue said calmly while adding strength, "Otherwise... According to my estimate, in less than ten seconds, your lumbar vertebrae will be broken."

"Hmph..." The American brother didn't respond when he heard it, but just groaned, held back his breath, and then... suddenly slapped the ground.

Although the power of this palm was strong, it was not fierce. The palm wind only caused tiny cracks when it hit the ground, while its main force rebounded upward in a very tenacious way, shaking the American brother and Brother Jue who was riding on the American brother's back off the ground.

As soon as the two of them left the ground, the American brother's upper body could curl up forward, and Jue's "Jericho Wall" would collapse on its own; although Feng Bujue still used his arms to clamp the American brother's feet, it was no longer meaningful, because the American brother's waist was no longer under pressure, so his hands and feet could also freely exert force to attack.

But the American brother moved his legs and shook off Jue's clamp, and his single fist took advantage of the momentum and hit Jue's jaw.

"Wow~oh~" Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue saw the fist coming, but it showed a look of waiting for a long time. He immediately screamed, changed his body shape, grabbed the American brother's arm and followed a cross lock (the active party and the passive party's body are crossed in a cross shape, the active party's two legs are respectively placed on the passive party's neck and chest, so that one of the passive party's arms passes through the active party's crotch, the active party presses the passive party's arm in front of his chest with both hands, and thrusts hard to make the passive party surrender).

Two seconds later, both of them fell to the ground again. Although their postures were different from before they bounced up, the situation of the American brother being locked by the lock did not change.

"Ah..." The American brother was angry after breaking one move and being hit by another. He believed that his Tai Chi Kung Fu was invincible in standing fights, but now he could not use his own unique skills, and had to fight with the opponent on the ground in this WWE-style rough duel, which was really unworthy of his second-in-command.

Thinking of this, the American brother could not help but get angry from his heart, and he was so angry that he opened his mouth and bit Jue's calf fiercely.

To be honest, this is indeed a way to break the cross lock, but the premise is... your opponent is a person who "will relax his strength because of the pain in his legs."

"Bite, bite as you like." But after being bitten, Feng Bujue not only did not relax, but locked it even more firmly. "It's okay to give you a few pieces of meat, but I have to declare in advance... If I lose too much meat, I may slice you and eat you to supplement protein."

When he said this, his tone was very calm, but it was creepy to the American brother's ears, because... His attitude was not like intimidation or joking at all, but it was like stating a plan, a fact that was likely to be put into action.

"Hah!" After a few seconds, the American brother decided to burn his boats. After a miserable shout, he broke the locked arm by himself, rolled over, and pulled out of the opponent's clamp.

However...

Feng Bujue's movements were like a shadow. Almost at the same time as the American brother exerted his strength, he had already judged the opponent's intention and was ready.

So, just as the American brother rolled a few times, Feng Bujue rushed over again, seized the remaining arm of the American brother, and used a Kimura lock (one hand passes under the elbow of the opponent's arm, and the other hand grabs the opponent's wrist on the same side, crosses the hands and clasps them tightly and adjusts the position to form a side pressure state, using the opponent's elbow as a fulcrum, twisting and pressing in the opposite direction to force the opponent to surrender), and locked the opponent firmly again...

"You...you..." This time, the American brother was so anxious that his eyes were about to bleed, and he howled loudly, "...let go!"

"Hehe...I will let go if you surrender." Feng Bujue smiled easily, "If you don't mind the pain, I will play with you again."

This leisurely attitude is undoubtedly a manifestation of his confidence in his ground skills.

Although Brother Jue cannot be regarded as the kind of person who is "good at ground skills", his understanding of ground skills of various fighting styles such as judo, wrestling, and Bo Xi Jiu-Jitsu is already at the expert level; with zero-time difference calculation, he can learn and use them immediately by just picking a few moves from his memory.

Speaking of which... this point, we have to thank [Kuangzong Jianying].

As we all know, Jian Shao and Jue Ge have a good relationship. He should be the person who has queued up with Feng Bujue the most times, except for the members of the Hell Front. In those daily leveling scenarios that are not written in this book, Jue Ge and Jian Shao teamed up many times, and when [Kuangzong Jianying] was there, [Not Afraid] was mostly there... Long before these two established a relationship, the latter often used various fighting skills on the former, and after the relationship was established, the frequency of release was even more... Moreover, the high level of Not Afraid's fighting skills, the number of routines, the standard of movements, and the flexibility of application... are all amazing.

With Feng Bujue's character, he would definitely not miss the scene of Jian Shao being abused. Every time Kuangzong Jianying was twisted by the strange woman in various postures and screamed, Jue Ge would watch leisurely and say a few sarcastic words at the right time.

As the saying goes, even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run. Under this influence, Brother Jue has learned a lot of moves.

"Brother, I still have to advise you." After a few seconds, Feng Bujue saw that the other party was still hesitating, so he added, "I don't care how powerful your Tai Chi skills are. When you are tripped by me and enter the ground grappling, you don't even have a 10% chance of winning. Surrender quickly if you know what's good for you."

The American brother is not a person who will be easily persuaded by the other party, but... At this point in the battle, he thought about it himself and felt that his chances of winning were not great; his right hand was broken and his left hand was locked. If he continued to fight, even if he could break free from the clamp, he would only become more and more passive.

Just when the American brother was about to give up resistance, suddenly, something strange happened!

At that moment, I could only hear a series of "boom, boom, boom, boom" sounds coming from far to near... Not long after, with the two loudest explosions, two holes in the ceiling suddenly shattered, and two holes were heard. A strong figure jumped down from the two openings.

Just by listening to the sounds, one can deduce that the two men who rushed into the battlefield used a leg method similar to a "drill" to "drill" down from a very high floor.

When the dust gradually dispersed and the two figures stood still, Feng Bujue took a closer look...

I saw the strong white man on the left, nine feet long, with a strong back and waist, broad chest, and strong bones. His upper body was shirtless, revealing muscles as perfect as sculptures, and he only wore a pair of tight shorts on the lower body, showing his strong muscles. A bit unruly and free; although his appearance is resolute, there is an approachable smile at the corner of his mouth.

Look again, the strong Asian man on the right is eight feet long, with a leopard head and eyes, a swallow's chin and a tiger's temples. He is majestic. He is not wearing any clothes on his upper body, but he has a set of belts tied around his chest muscles, and his lower body is A pair of tight black leather pants complemented the overall look. Although his appearance was not as handsome as that of his companion, there was a trace of indescribable melancholy in his eyes.

"Hey, BOY~" After the strong white man stood still, he put on a very professional bodybuilding pose, looked at Brother Jue and said, "It seems that you are good at wrestling. I don't know if you dare to compete with me, Billy Hailing." Billy_Herrington passed two moves.”

"Fx-on:ck_you!" Unexpectedly, before Feng Bujue could reply, the strong Asian man took the lead, "When it comes to wrestling, with me, VAN (Van_Darkholme), how can it be your turn to come out and embarrass yourself?"

"Oh?" Billy Herrington was obviously dissatisfied after hearing this, "What do you mean? You think you are tough, don't you?"

"So what? Do you have any objections?" VAN also refused to back down in his words.

As the two men talked, they looked at each other and gradually approached each other, looking tense.

"Don't fight! Don't fight!" Upon seeing this, the American brother quickly picked up his Chinese with a heavy accent, endured the severe pain of being strangled by the lock technique, and shouted, "You guys rescue me first!"

"Stop talking nonsense! It has nothing to do with you." But Billy Herrington actually ignored the general manager's request.

"You're right, I can get it done in just a few minutes, please bear with me for now." VAN also had the same attitude.

When the two of them replied, they were still staring at each other, and soon the situation turned into a physical conflict.

I don’t know why...these two strong men, who looked very cool and had great fighting prowess, started to fight each other inexplicably not long after they appeared.

Even Feng Bujue couldn't understand what was unfolding. Anyway... when he came back to his senses, Billy Herrington and VAN were already wrestling on the ground; the two were having a very fierce fight. During the wrestling duel, they made all kinds of strange noises like um um ah ah ah, and were accompanied by some English dialogues such as "yeah", "good", "you_like_that_huh?" and so on in subtle tones.