Chapter 1460 - 1461: Sinister
In fact, Li Guoqing is a martial arts master, with a family heritage of the Black Evil Palm, already trained to perfection. Not even a piece of stubborn iron can withstand his palm strength.
Crushing stones with such astonishing skills is akin to child's play for Li Guoqing.
Among the Blue Sword Brigade, Li Guoqing is a well-known figure for breaking monuments with a single palm.
Seeing this pretty boy, Li Guoqing's anger flared up.
This type of sissy can be slapped to tears; how can they confront powerful enemies?
They are occupying positions in the Blue Sword Special Combat Brigade, tarnishing its reputation.
Li Guoqing thought to himself, exerting more strength in his fingers, unleashing the power of the Black Evil Palm to intimidate Yang Fei.
If this guy chickened out, Li Guoqing would have sufficient reason to keep this batch of reserves at bay.
Yang Fei continued to look at Li Guoqing indifferently, akin to a college graduate just starting work, his smile even a bit shy.
However, Li Guoqing immediately sensed something was amiss; Yang Fei's fingers were like eels, soft yet resilient, seemingly without joints.
His palm resembled cotton, refusing to yield under Li Guoqing's force, soft and without leverage.
Li Guoqing's heart skipped a beat, quickly releasing Yang Fei's hand.
As a trained fighter, he naturally knew the situation.
In legends, Yoga experts reaching a certain realm can enhance muscles and bones, making them flexible.
A Yoga expert not only possesses immense strength and vitality, but their bones can be molded like clay.
Indeed, truly formidable martial arts masters, any great grandmaster, can achieve such realms.
Of course, only experts above the Danjin Tongshen level can achieve this.
"Could this pretty boy be a Yoga expert? Or perhaps... impossible!"
Li Guoqing thought to himself, certainly dismissing Yang Fei as a powerful Core Formation Expert.
In the barracks, greater emphasis is placed on military skills, with few Core Formation Experts.
Like Li Guoqing, a Core Formation Expert among hundreds of thousands of soldiers would be less than a handful in number.
Occasionally, when a couple are found in the recruit camp, the leaders treat them as precious treasures.
The Mortal World has many experts, but few enter the military or government systems.
The reason lies not only in the rebellious nature of Mortal World youths but also in the strict political review in the military, which many can't pass.
In any era, killings in the Mortal World are rampant, and numerous examples exist where children cannot enlist due to their parents' criminal history.
Li Guoqing thought, releasing Yang Fei's hand with a dry smile on his face.
Realizing Yang Fei might not be simple, Li Guoqing felt more at ease, and his demeanor softened.
Li Guoqing's palm power from the Black Evil Palm was formidable, and the strength he unleashed earlier, though not bone-breaking, could cause Yang Fei significant pain.
Yet, Yang Fei bore it calmly, prompting Li Guoqing to reevaluate him.
After shaking hands with Yang Fei, Li Guoqing then shook hands with Mad Blade behind Yang Fei.
This time, he dared not use the Black Evil Palm; the tower-like Mad Blade gave Li Guoqing more expectation from this reserve team.
Everyone quietly shook hands with Li Guoqing; Yang Fei remained amiable and silent, and others dared not act rashly, shaking hands with Li Guoqing courteously.
However, everyone's gaze naturally carried a somewhat condescending air towards Li Guoqing.
Shen Feng smirked mockingly, observing Li Guoqing with the attitude of the Rascals Legion.
However, when Yang Fei's gaze turned cold, his piercing eyes swept over them, causing everyone to freeze, becoming as honest as possible.
Li Guoqing didn't notice, musing as he led Yang Fei and the others into the barbed wire area of the barracks.
This barbed wire was electrified at night, with strict security—a dedicated training base for the Blue Sword Special Combat Brigade.
Yang Fei observed Li Guoqing's flickering eyes, knowing this old man was up to no good, but as a fellow soldier, Yang Fei understood Li Guoqing's intentions.
On the battlefield, the strong are revered; a general's incompetence can doom the troops.
Similarly, meeting teammates like pigs is more frightening than facing powerful enemies.
Li Guoqing's speculation and doubts are indeed rational.
Sure enough, upon entering the training grounds, a group of burly, iron-blooded soldiers surrounded them, saluting and greeting Li Guoqing.
Someone noticed the Changfeng Squad behind Li Guoqing and began to heckle.
"Is this the Evil Dragon Reserve Team? Damn, are their height and weight up to standard? I feel like they resemble migrant workers entering the city."
The remark amused the Blue Sword Special Forces, causing loud laughter.
Enlisted soldiers must adhere to strict height and weight standards; those failing to meet them are not allowed to join. Thus, the military is full of uniform tall figures.
Special forces are exceptionally chosen, with everyone burly, as tall and strong as wolves.
Changfeng Squad, however, is unusual, with varying heights and builds.
The fattest member, Cui Xiang, weighs a hefty 200 kilograms, while the thinnest, Shen Feng, weighs under 60 kilograms.
The tallest, Mad Blade, exceeds 1.9 meters, and the shortest, Wang Wei, is only 1.58 meters.
Moreover, these guys bear a lazy demeanor, lacking the stern and iron-blooded aura of soldiers, instead displaying arrogance and carelessness.
Once a few people started talking, they struggled to stop, beginning to mock jovially.
"Yeah, this is a special forces training base, not a vegetable market. Are these folks planning on selling cabbages here?"
"No wonder it's a reserve team, how did such a rabble enter the Evil Dragon Special Combat Brigade?"
"Damn, did anyone notice that guy doesn't even reach 1.6 meters? My fist is bigger than his head."
"Sigh, don't mention it; they're all connected people. If the special forces competition yields honor, they share it. If lost, the blame is entirely ours."
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Listening to the ridicule from the Blue Sword Special Forces, everyone became angry.
These people are troublemakers by nature, capable of stirring chaos even when the wind is calm. How could they tolerate such humiliating treatment?
Wang Wei swiftly glanced at Yang Fei, then began cursing.
"Though I'm small, I'm proud, saving fabric for the nation. You grown big, wasting fabric when alive and grave when dead. What's your size worth exactly?"
Wang Wei's fierce retort immediately ignited the crowd's fury, causing everyone to join in the cursing.
"Damn, did these guys grow up eating crap? Perhaps their parents made a mistake, raising the placenta instead. Does combat ability relate to height and weight?"
"I see their mouths are filled with dung beetles. Is that human speak? Why discriminate against farmer brothers? Didn't everyone farm before enlisting?"
"All treasures of abstract collections, are you using your looks and words to disgust opponents in the competition? True, it's a tactic."
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