Chapter: 1168
Qin Ling snorted, and retreated six or seven steps, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
Qin Ling was not convinced, and wanted to continue fighting regardless of his injuries.
But Zhao Ruolong had already shouted: "Qin Ling, enough is enough, you have already lost."
Qin Ling heard the words, aggrieved and unwilling, lowered his head: "Yes, General!"
Zhao Ruolong looked at Chen Ning: "Young Master Chen, your subordinates are so amazing!"
"Your soldier king defeated my soldier king, and your tiger general defeated my tiger general. What do you think is going to happen?"
"Why don't we, the two commanders, come and compete!"
Chen Ning shook his head: "Not good!"
Zhao Ruolong opened his eyes wide: "Are you afraid?"
Chen Ning nodded: "I'm afraid you will lose in front of your subordinates, and you will blame me."
Zhao Ruolong's eyes widened: "Chen Ning, what I said to you, I have to fight with you today, let's see who wins and loses!"
Chen Ning is the commander-in-chief of the northern border army, and Zhao Ruolong is the commander-in-chief of the western border army.
Both of them are the commanders guarding one side!
Today, the two were going to compete on the spot, and by the way, the audience was boiling.
Whether it was the tens of thousands of soldiers from the western border, or the soldiers from the northern border, such as Qisha and Dianchu Eight Tiger Guards, all of them showed excited expressions.
This is really a fight between dragon and tiger!
Soon, the majestic Zhao Ruolong in the uniform of the lieutenant general, and the heroic Chen Ning in the uniform of the young marshal had already entered the training ground.
Chen Ning smiled and said, "General Zhao, come to fight!"
Zhao Ruolong shouted: "Offended!"
When the voice fell, there was a bang under Zhao Ruolong's feet, and the extremely hard granite ground collapsed and sank.
Like a cannonball, he swished towards Chen Ning and punched Chen Ning in the chest.
Seriously, people are like dragons, fists are like cannons, extremely fierce and domineering.
Chen Ning turned slightly to avoid Zhao Ruolong's domineering punch.
Zhao Ruolong's reaction was also at its peak, the moment his fist hit the air, he twisted his body and swung his arm, his elbow was like a knife, slashing towards Chen Ning's face.
Chen Ning raised his hand to block Zhao Ruolong's elbow.
Zhao Ruolong immediately leaned back, and kicked out like lightning, sweeping towards Chen Ning's head.
Chen Ning raised his left arm, and blocked Zhao Ruolong's sharp kick.
Zhao Ruolong's fighting style is a typical military fighting style.
His movements are wide open, simple and rough, without any fancy movements.
Every move is as standard as a textbook, and they are all aimed at the opponent's vital points, and rely entirely on speed and strength to crush the opponent to win. JrNovels.com
Qin Ling was not convinced, and wanted to continue fighting regardless of his injuries.
But Zhao Ruolong had already shouted: "Qin Ling, enough is enough, you have already lost."
Qin Ling heard the words, aggrieved and unwilling, lowered his head: "Yes, General!"
Zhao Ruolong looked at Chen Ning: "Young Master Chen, your subordinates are so amazing!"
"Your soldier king defeated my soldier king, and your tiger general defeated my tiger general. What do you think is going to happen?"
"Why don't we, the two commanders, come and compete!"
Chen Ning shook his head: "Not good!"
Zhao Ruolong opened his eyes wide: "Are you afraid?"
Chen Ning nodded: "I'm afraid you will lose in front of your subordinates, and you will blame me."
Zhao Ruolong's eyes widened: "Chen Ning, what I said to you, I have to fight with you today, let's see who wins and loses!"
Chen Ning is the commander-in-chief of the northern border army, and Zhao Ruolong is the commander-in-chief of the western border army.
Both of them are the commanders guarding one side!
Today, the two were going to compete on the spot, and by the way, the audience was boiling.
Whether it was the tens of thousands of soldiers from the western border, or the soldiers from the northern border, such as Qisha and Dianchu Eight Tiger Guards, all of them showed excited expressions.
This is really a fight between dragon and tiger!
Soon, the majestic Zhao Ruolong in the uniform of the lieutenant general, and the heroic Chen Ning in the uniform of the young marshal had already entered the training ground.
Chen Ning smiled and said, "General Zhao, come to fight!"
Zhao Ruolong shouted: "Offended!"
When the voice fell, there was a bang under Zhao Ruolong's feet, and the extremely hard granite ground collapsed and sank.
Like a cannonball, he swished towards Chen Ning and punched Chen Ning in the chest.
Seriously, people are like dragons, fists are like cannons, extremely fierce and domineering.
Chen Ning turned slightly to avoid Zhao Ruolong's domineering punch.
Zhao Ruolong's reaction was also at its peak, the moment his fist hit the air, he twisted his body and swung his arm, his elbow was like a knife, slashing towards Chen Ning's face.
Chen Ning raised his hand to block Zhao Ruolong's elbow.
Zhao Ruolong immediately leaned back, and kicked out like lightning, sweeping towards Chen Ning's head.
Chen Ning raised his left arm, and blocked Zhao Ruolong's sharp kick.
Zhao Ruolong's fighting style is a typical military fighting style.
His movements are wide open, simple and rough, without any fancy movements.
Every move is as standard as a textbook, and they are all aimed at the opponent's vital points, and rely entirely on speed and strength to crush the opponent to win. JrNovels.com
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