After the Army's exaggeration, the audience also cheered like a tide. Even the Army's immediate superior, the garrison commander, looked at Guo Zhendong who walked out of the passage with an envious and jealous expression.
The more peaceful the era, the harder it was to find a good soldier. Otherwise, General Jiang would not have valued Xiao Zheng so much. Even the Long Formation did not hesitate to pay a high price to win over Xiao Zheng and put Xiao Zheng in an important position. Wasn't it to protect this good seedling?
As the model of the three armed forces, the only sharp blade soldier to be crowned as a god in the 21st century. Guo Zhendong's popularity and reputation in the army was no less than that of a military commander.
Just like local leaders who regarded GDP as the most important political achievement, in the army, in an environment without financial pressure, and with the support of the state, an excellent soldier king was cultivated. It was also the dream of every leader. And he was proud of it. The pride of a lifetime.
Xiao Zheng was the greatest pride of General Jiang's life.
And Guo Zhendong, a 25-year-old super soldier king, was about to become the pride of the entire army!
His appearance instantly caused an uproar in the audience. Even the garrison commander stood up and applauded, welcoming this rare military talent. A martial arts powerhouse.
Coincidentally, more than 300 people in the audience stood up, cheering and shouting for this man who was known as the strongest soldier king of the new century.
Guo Zhendong's expression was calm and collected. His thin lips were gently pursed, and a pair of shining dark eyes revealed the confidence of a powerhouse. His eyebrows were sharp, and his high nose bridge was like the backbone of the nation, straight and firm. His face was as sharp as a knife, and his slender and straight body was surrounded by a cold but extremely imposing aura.
He was like a god descending.
Guo Zhendong's figure was tall and slender, but he wasn't as strong as Cao Yong. Wearing the military uniform, he was sharp and capable, and every step he took was exceptionally steady. His face didn't have the slightest trace of complacency from the warm welcome he received until he walked up to the arena.
The cheers under the ring did not stop because of his cold arrogance. On the contrary, when Guo Zhendong calmly took off his coat, revealing his smooth muscles, the cheers became louder.
His muscles were very reserved, and the degree of protrusion was not exaggerated. However, every muscle seemed to be wrapped around his body like steel, emitting a terrifying might.
What does it mean to look skinny with clothes on, but fat with clothes off? Wasn't he referring to Guo Zhendong?
It was not difficult to see that Guo Zhendong had extremely high requirements for his own physique. Not only did he have a high requirement for strength, but he also restrained his muscles to prevent them from developing horizontally like Cao Yong. Increased strength at the expense of speed.
Guo Zhendong's strength was terrifying. But at the same time, his speed was also extraordinary. He could throw two heavy punches at a high frequency in the time it took for his opponent to throw one punch.
"Your muscles are really sturdy." Lu Jun pinched his obviously skinnier arm, then poked Xiao Zheng and teased. "You'd better not go up there and embarrass yourself. Just by looking at the formation, he was a top-notch expert. Not to mention the current you, even if you were at your peak in the army, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to fill the gaps between his teeth. "
Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette and narrowed his eyes as he sized up Guo Zhendong who was walking into the arena.
His skin was the color of wheat, and his facial features were sharp. His whole body was surrounded by a cold but powerful aura. Under his thin lips, he did not seem to be a person who was good at talking. Apart from being cold and arrogant, he showed more of his arrogance and domineeringness.
Yes.
A soldier king who stood at the peak of the military was indeed qualified to be arrogant.
"How long do you think Cao Yong can last?" Lu Jun asked curiously.
Xiao Zheng shook his head and said, "It depends on his mood."
"Huh?" Lu Jun was slightly stunned, and then he suddenly understood. "You mean, it depends on whether Guo Zhendong is willing to save face for Cao Yong?"
Xiao Zheng nodded. "The gap between them is too big. Cao Yong's training is acceptable to ordinary soldiers. But Guo Zhendong's training is definitely inhuman. "
"You know that too?" Lu Jun was surprised. "Don't talk nonsense, kid."
"Nonsense?" Xiao Zheng pointed at Guo Zhendong in the arena and said with pursed lips. "Look at his arms and shoulders."
"What's wrong?" Lu Jun asked curiously.
"Then look at Cao Yong's arms and shoulders," Xiao Zheng said.
"I don't understand." Lu Jun shook his head. At most, he could fight one against three. How could he, who only wanted to walk the path of the military, see through Guo Zhendong's skills? If he could see it, he would not be today's Lu Jun.
"Cao Yong looks like he has strong muscles and explosive power. But in the eyes of experts, muscles are divided into two types. One is good-looking, and the other is useful. Cao Yong's muscles belong to the good-looking category, "Xiao Zheng said slowly. "In terms of appearance, the thin Guo Zhendong may not even be able to last a minute. But if you let a few experts look at it, it will be clear at a glance. "
"After listening to you for a long time, I still don't understand what you are trying to say." Lu Jun curled his lips.
"It's very simple." Xiao Zheng smiled. "Cao Yong can't control the growth of his muscles, but Guo Zhendong can. The former allows his muscles to grow, but he doesn't know that the quality of muscles is more important than the quantity. Look at Guo Zhendong. Once he makes a move, every muscle on his body will be able to unleash its greatest power, unlike Cao Yong, who looks good, but will hinder his speed and affect his ability to exert force. "
"I think I understand." Lu Jun nodded, then shook his head. "But I still don't understand."
"You will know very soon." Xiao Zheng spat out a mouthful of smoke, his eyes carefully sizing up Guo Zhendong on the stage.
There was no suspense in this battle. He believed that Guo Zhendong was also clear about it, right?
The two people on the stage were only wearing military pants and elastic vests. After saluting the leaders on the platform, they pulled away from each other. The referee's whistle sounded. Cao Yong made the first move. With a shout, his iron tower-like body suddenly slammed towards Guo Zhendong. The iron fist was like a mountain, the wind was fierce!
"Amazing." Lu Jun's eyes lit up, and he clicked his tongue in wonder. "So this kid also hid his strength. His attacks are like the wind and thunder, his strength is not bad. "
Xiao Zheng smiled and said, "If there is a fight, there must be a win. He just looks simple and honest, but he is not a fool. Who would want to lose to an opponent on the stage? "
Lu Jun nodded with a smile and said, "Fine, you are a cunning old fox."
Boom!
Cao Yong's fist seemed to be wrapped in the rumbling sound of thunder, smashing mountains and rivers, and violently smashing towards Guo Zhendong's chest. It looked like a northeastern black bear, about to tear the enemy apart.
As soon as the battle began, the intensity of the battle made the audience hold their breath. They stared at the situation on the stage meticulously. Waiting for Guo Zhendong to make a move.
However. Just when everyone was waiting for Guo Zhendong to counterattack fiercely. But they saw Guo Zhendong's feet slip, and he casually tilted his body. It was a mixture of real and fake, and he did not confront Cao Yong head-on.
Was he afraid of Cao Yong's terrifying strength, or —
The audience's imagination ran wild.
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