Chapter 30

Under the command of the chief instructor, the scattered group quickly formed a line. Jiang Lianhai invited Elder Zhou and Elder Lu to a nearby sunshade tent, asking the two leaders to sit down and watch the show.

After all, at his level, he was someone who could get some information in advance from the "relevant departments."

However, Jiang Lianhai was extremely confident in the people of the Flying Dragon Special Forces, and he somewhat doubted whether the young man, who was said to be very powerful by the "relevant departments," was really that amazing.

Li Jian's voice was very loud, his gaze like lightning sweeping over the lined-up group as he shouted, "This is Mr. Su. He will be sparring with all of you in the next period of time."

This statement immediately caused a stir among the group. After all, Su Yang looked too young, and how could a teenager dare to compete with these elite soldiers?

At this moment, Su Yang took a half-step forward, hooked his finger, and said calmly, "I don't want to waste time. Two at a time, let's get it over with quickly. Those who can resist me for three seconds will be considered qualified."

"Too arrogant!"

This thought wasn't just in the minds of the people on the training ground; even Chief Instructor Li Jian couldn't help but frown. These were the elite special forces he had trained, each capable of taking on a hundred men. In suitable terrain with good equipment, even a few of them could fight their way through a thousand-man army.

How could this young man make it sound like they were completely helpless?

Every person standing here had come through countless battles, each one competitive and unwilling to lose. One of them, a dark-skinned man, stepped forward and said, "Report, I want to give it a try."

Seeing the person step forward, Li Jian nodded and said, "Du Bajin, you and Mr. Su will go first."

Before joining the military, Du Bajin had been a notorious underground boxer, with a double-digit count of bare-handed killings. He was also known for his ferocity in the team. In terms of grappling and combat, only the giant man called "Master" by Lu Xinxin could completely suppress him.

Therefore, his volunteering to step forward made the others, who were feeling indignant, shout "Great" in their hearts, eagerly waiting to see Su Yang beg for mercy.

Su Yang clearly saw the不服气 (unwilling to lose) attitude of these soldiers and didn't say much. He walked into the training area and said calmly, "If it's just one person, being able to resist me for two seconds will be considered qualified."

"Too arrogant!"

Du Bajin was annoyed and suddenly exerted force with his feet. In just three large steps, he covered the ten-meter distance. His punch came like thunder, carrying a strong wind, clearly showing he was a master of internal martial arts.

"Interesting." Su Yang didn't dodge, casually extending a finger and tapping it on the thunderous punch of Du Bajin.

An irresistible force shot out from his finger, sending Du Bajin flying five meters away, unable to maintain his balance and falling to the ground.

"Unqualified, two at a time." Su Yang was getting impatient.

The people present, who had witnessed this, were all stunned, their faces showing various expressions of disbelief.

However, the soldiers' fighting spirit made several people quickly step forward, two at a time, rushing at Su Yang.

Two minutes later, when the tenth pair was sent flying by Su Yang's finger, someone in the group couldn't help but complain, "We are professional soldiers, not martial arts masters. This kind of fighting is nonsense."

"Exactly, if you have the guts, let's compare gun skills. No matter how good your martial arts are, one shot will end it."

"We are soldiers, the most elite soldiers, and we deal with killing, not by fists."

Clearly, Su Yang's temper couldn't tolerate such talk. His eyes turned cold, and he said casually, "With a gun, are you invincible?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the man who had shouted, "No matter how good your martial arts are, one shot will end it," and said, "You use a gun, I'll use my hands. Give me a hundred meters, and if you can stand for five seconds, I'll admit defeat."

This statement not only made Li Jian and the soldiers of the Flying Dragon Special Forces think Su Yang was incredibly arrogant, but even Elder Zhou, who was sitting nearby, became tense.

Although he had seen Su Yang's extraordinary demeanor several times, such behavior was still too outrageous.

The only one in the crowd who still had confidence in Su Yang was Elder Lu. He had heard many stories about Su Yang from his uncle since he was young, and in his view, if his uncle Lu Dingshan was in his prime, he had a 60% chance of achieving what Su Yang had just said.

After all, martial arts in this era had gradually declined, and various wonders had become fabricated tales in ancient legends. The doubts of the people were understandable.

Strangely, Lu Xinxin, who had been gloating, now showed a hint of worry.

The chief instructor hesitated for a moment, his gaze shifting to Elder Lu, and only after seeing the latter nod in approval did he make up his mind and say, "Zhang Qin, step forward."

The soldier called Zhang Qin was the one Su Yang had pointed out. After stepping forward, he didn't say much, took a gun he was used to, and ran quickly to fifty meters away.

As one of the top five marksmen in the special forces, he didn't plan to hurt Su Yang. He had already decided to fire one shot, grazing Su Yang's calf, and then mock him, considering it a job well done.

After all, it was just a hundred meters, and with his accuracy and quick reaction, it was a piece of cake.

He raised his gun, aimed, and when Su Yang was locked in the sights, a smile appeared on Zhang Qin's face. At this point, he was already sure of victory.

"Are you ready?" Su Yang tilted his head and looked at him.

"Whenever you're ready, I can give you three seconds, and then I'll shoot." Given Su Yang's terrifying performance of defeating ten pairs in seconds, Zhang Qin didn't dare to be overconfident.

"Let's start then." As Su Yang spoke, he moved.

Fast, very fast, so fast it was terrifying.

If someone had a stopwatch, Su Yang would have closed the ten-meter gap to Zhang Qin in at most two seconds, a speed that was almost inhuman.

If it were just speed, Zhang Qin could still aim and shoot.

But Su Yang's movement trajectory was not a straight line. In just fifty meters, he changed direction six times.

"I can't wait any longer, I have to shoot."

"Bang"

A flash of light burst from the gun barrel.

At this moment, Su Yang was still five meters away from Zhang Qin.

"Su Yang..." Lu Xinxin's face turned pale, extremely nervous.

"Xinxin, it's a blank, he'll be fine." Elder Lu smiled and looked at his granddaughter meaningfully.

Just as everyone thought Su Yang would be hit, he moved to the left in a way that seemed to defy the laws of physics, and the bullet whizzed past him.

In the next moment, Zhang Qin, who was still in shock, was sent flying by a finger, landing heavily on the ground and unable to get up for a long time.

"Is he even human?!"

Unlike the previous reactions, the crowd now acknowledged Su Yang's inhuman strength, and many were genuinely convinced.

Soldiers are like that; if you have the skills, they will respect you, without any pretense.

"Grandpa, this Su is really a monster, how can he do this!" Lu Xinxin's eyes widened, and the desire for revenge that had lingered since Su Yang's antics at the sanatorium had faded by half.

As a girl who grew up in a military compound and had been in the military since graduating from university, Lu Xinxin also had the mentality of admiring the strong. At this moment, she was thoroughly convinced of Su Yang's abilities.

In the crowd, a few special forces soldiers who still had doubts almost all looked at the rogue, Iron Wall, and the machine gun man. After all, they were the true aces of the Flying Dragon Special Forces. As long as they didn't lose, even if Su Yang could dodge bullets, it wouldn't be a complete victory.

Su Yang also noticed this and, sensing the strong aura from the three, a faint smile appeared on his face. Feeling a bit better, he said, "Just the three of you, together. Maybe the three of you can make me use my skills more than once."

The three, directly named by Su Yang, stepped forward without hesitation.

With Li Jian's approval, the rogue, Iron Wall, and the machine gun man took three different directions, forming a包围 (surrounding) formation and pressing toward Su Yang.

Although they all had guns, the machine gun man's gun posed a greater threat to Su Yang than Wang Qin's. Iron Wall, approaching bare-handed, emitted a series of "popping" sounds from his body, his bones cracking, showing his deep internal martial arts foundation.

But the most threatening was the rogue, who was five meters away from Su Yang. The butterfly knives seemed to have become one with him, and even in the bright sun, the flashing blade edges exuded a chilling aura.

It was rare to find someone in the seven major military regions of the country who could make these three take him seriously.

But to Su Yang, their combined attack was only "a bit more interesting" than before.

The battle lasted for a mere five seconds.

First to engage Su Yang was Iron Wall. Having practiced internal martial arts since childhood, Iron Wall had reached the level of splitting iron with his palms years ago. His iron palms could barely be scratched by bullets, but Su Yang's two fingers sent the nearly two-meter-tall giant flying three meters away, landing on his buttocks, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

The three, skilled in coordination, attacked as soon as Iron Wall moved. The rogue swung his butterfly knives, which danced like butterflies, weaving a web of flashing blades that blocked all of Su Yang's escape routes.

The machine gun man took this perfect opportunity to fire a bullet, aiming for Su Yang's calf.

The coordination and timing of the three were at a peak level.

This was a deadly situation.

But when Su Yang pointed at the blade tip in the midst of the flashing blades, the butterfly knives shattered into pieces, and the fragments of steel and blades blocked the bullet, stopping it half a meter in front of him.

The machine gun man and the rogue were both stunned. Su Yang's strength was so overwhelming that they realized the vast gap in their abilities. Continuing to fight would be meaningless.

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