Chapter 1115: Chapter 1115: Systema
Suddenly, the Military figure’s expression turned sullen.
Although Ye Chenfeng’s series of actions had been extrely peculiar, the Military figure knew Ye Chenfeng had already prepared thoroughly.
“You look familiar to . Haven’t we t sowhere?” The Military figure glanced at Ye Chenfeng and couldn’t help but say.
Ye Chenfeng’s smile deepened at the corner of his lips: “Don’t try to get close. Are you going to follow obediently, or should I personally get my hands on tying you up?”
“Click, click…”
Before Ye Chenfeng’s words fell, four n in black behind him imdiately drew weapons hidden on them and aid at Ye Chenfeng.
“Hahaha…” The Military figure suddenly laughed crazily.
“Is it that funny?” Ye Chenfeng asked.
The Military figure chuckled sinisterly: “It’s been so many years, I’ve never seen anyone more arrogant than ; you’re the first. Take him!” The last two words were spoken with emphasis.
“Whoosh…”
The four n in black imdiately moved after hearing the command, but at that mont a gust of powerful wind arose, and a fleeting shadow appeared on their retinas, almost blurred by its speed.
“Clang, clang…”
A cacophony of tal clashes constantly erged.
When everything cald down, the four n in black were still stunned on the spot.
And their hands were empty, holding nothing, but beneath their feet lay piles of scrap tal.
“Clank…”
Then, a crisp sound struck one’s heart. Upon closer inspection, yellow-orange bullets on the ground were bouncing.
“…”
Silence, nothing but silence.
And Ye Chenfeng held a bullet, tapping it on the table, and a handful of gunpowder fell onto the tabletop.
“Hiss!”
Just a hiss was heard, and the gunpowder ignited.
Ye Chenfeng leisurely took out a cigarette, lit it on the gunpowder, and started smoking.
“Can you go now?” Ye Chenfeng asked the Military figure.
“Do you think what you just did was intimidating? To , it’s just child’s play.” The Military figure sneered and prepared to stand up and take action.
But at this mont, Ivan Kirilenko spoke: “Hold on, Military figure, let Futuriake handle him.”
The Military figure then showed a hint of a smile: “Great, I’ve long heard of Mr. Ivan’s bodyguard’s expertise in Russia’s ancient and mysterious combat techniques, perfect for a firsthand experience.”
“Haha…” Ivan Kirilenko laughed heartily.
And Futuriake behind Ivan Kirilenko stepped forward, a compelling aura hit imdiately, nearly materializing because an icy gust swept over.
“One move to defeat you!”
Futuriake raised a finger towards Ye Chenfeng and spoke in stiff Divine Land dialect.
Ye Chenfeng just smoked, watching him, seemingly not regarding him at all.
“Kill!”
Futuriake shouted fiercely, his entire being akin to a glider, swooping over directly.
Although his movents appeared incredibly light, in reality, the floor bore a force of a thousand pounds, leaving spider web-like cracks on the tiles.
“Boom!”
With a blast, Futuriake leaped, and then plunged downward with an awe-inspiring montum.
Seeing his attack posture, Ye Chenfeng guessed he was going to body-slam him, but there was also a hint of Tyrant Elbow.
Only such an eerie move!
“Bang, bang…”
Futuriake’s two palms landed on Ye Chenfeng’s shoulders, each like a heavy hamr, which would surely crush the shoulders of an ordinary person.
Even though Ye Chenfeng was prepared, as the slaps landed, his body showed slight tremors.
“Hmm?”
Evidently, Futuriake was surprised, astounded that Ye Chenfeng took this move.
“Humph!”
Next mont, Futuriake snorted coldly, veins bulging in his arms, unleashing a torrent-like force, as if to lift Ye Chenfeng forcefully from the ground.
But unexpectedly, Ye Chenfeng remained unmoving, his legs seemingly rooted.
“Could he be a master? It’s the first ti I’ve seen Futuriake show such a heavy expression.” Ivan Kirilenko exclaid.
The Military figure said nothing, but his face grew increasingly sullen.
Several consecutive attempts, Ye Chenfeng remained stone-still.
A cruel arc appeared at the corner of Ye Chenfeng’s mouth, he smiled and said: “Now it’s my turn!”
“Bang!”
Suddenly, an unparalleled force erupted from him, recklessly forcing Futuriake back.
“Boom!”
Simultaneously, Ye Chenfeng pressed forward, his right leg swung ghostly, tracing a majestic, fierce arc, its speed swift as if tearing through the void, fiercely striking at Futuriake.
“What a powerful move!”
The Military figure couldn’t help but admire, realizing Ye Chenfeng held nothing back, seeking a killer blow.
“Bang…”
A thunderous sound nearly burst one’s eardrums.
“Crunch…”
The table and other furniture behind Futuriake broke one after another, filled with smoke and dust, instantly turning the entire Imperial Hall into a ss, a scene reminiscent of a shell attack.
Witnessing the horrifying scene, Ivan Kirilenko and others couldn’t imagine Futuriake’s fate, with skin lacerations being minimal.
“Nothing happened!”
But then everyone was astounded.
Because Futuriake was completely unhard, aside from being pushed back a few steps.
Standing before him, Ye Chenfeng’s eyes were filled with deep shock.
Earlier, Futuriake seed to use a clever technique to instantly dissolve all of his force, an epito of hitting with four ounces against a thousand pounds.
“Indeed it’s Systema! Russia’s ancient and mysterious combat technique! Truly impressive!” The Military figure couldn’t help but cry out.
Ivan Kirilenko smiled and said, “Of course, otherwise, does the Military figure think I would go out with only him?”
With the Military figure’s reminder, Ye Chenfeng suddenly realized, Futuriake was using Systema, once classified as a “State Secret” combat technique, generally practiced by special agents in Russia’s special organizations.
In recent years, after scientific systematic analysis and sorting, Systema has beco nearly perfect.
Ye Chenfeng had heard of Systema, but had never encountered it, yet he’d heard that Russia’s Systema and Divine Land’s Tai Chi share striking similarities.
Thinking about Futuriake using Systema to cleverly dissolve his fierce move, Ye Chenfeng instantly felt relieved.
“Heh heh…”
Futuriake laughed coldly, his gaze disdainful toward Ye Chenfeng, as if he despised Ye Chenfeng’s previous strike.
“Next, I do want to see how you’ll evade?”
Ye Chenfeng raised an eyebrow, his eyes shot cold rays.
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