Chapter 1480 - 1481: Anyway, I'm the One Throwing Punches
Yang Fei was stunned: "Power of Ten Bears?"
He had a look of mischief on his face and shook his head indifferently.
"Anyway, I'm the one doing the beating, not the one getting beaten, so what if he has the power of ten bears?"
He smirked and shook his head while looking at Kobe.
"To be honest, I've never seen someone so cheap who would just take a beating passively."
Li Guoqing was instantly flustered.
"You're contesting attack and defense with him, of course he will retaliate, who just takes a beating for no reason?"
Yang Fei's smile grew more wicked.
"Of course he'll retaliate, but don't forget, this guy's strength comes from a bear's genes."
"Bears indeed have strength, but their attack speed is something else."
Li Guoqing's eyes lit up, seemingly understanding, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"Better not make you an enemy, you're damn terrifying."
Kobe roared thunderously, ripping open his military uniform's buttons, revealing a hairy chest.
"Come on, let me show you the prowess of a genetic warrior."
Yet Yang Fei didn't look at him, but turned to Walker: "Major General, this match with the Golden Tri-Leaf counts as the first round, right?"
Walker hesitated a bit, looking troubled.
"The paperwork for the Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces hasn't been completed yet, so..."
Yang Fei had already extended his hand but now withdrew it.
"If this won't count towards the competition results, then I won't bother, who's got time to mess around with a bear."
This made Kobe even angrier. He had been insulted by Yang Fei and now wanted to tear him apart, not letting Yang Fei off easily.
He glared fiercely at Walker.
"We'll have the match first and then count the results. Our Mysterious Country's Dragon Hunting Special Combat Brigade soldiers are still hanging there."
Walker felt uneasy under Kobe's fierce gaze, yet he still shook his head.
"No, if you want to compete, I can arrange it immediately, but it must follow competition rules."
Though domineering, Kobe couldn't defy the competition rules.
The reason the Dragon Hunting Special Combat Brigade was strung up was because they became captives of the Blue Sword Special Squadron.
In the military, captives are losers, and their fate is decided by the victors, as long as there is no abuse or killing; a little humiliation is acceptable.
Kobe looked at the soldiers hanging outside the training ground, gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger, and followed Walker towards headquarters.
After a few steps, he suddenly turned around and gave Yang Fei a big middle finger.
"Ant, just wait, I'll tear you apart on the duel platform."
Yang Fei chuckled, ignoring him, and turned to look at the injured Blue Sword Warrior.
He said calmly, "Brother, endure a bit, I'll have that stupid bear kneel and apologize to you soon."
The injured Blue Sword Warrior, face full of blood, grinned fiercely with excitement.
"Instructor, I'm waiting, I want to personally see you cripple that bastard!"
Their conversation, though not intentionally loud, was heard by everyone.
Seeing Yang Fei treat him like a dead man, Kobe grew even more furious and suddenly roared, punching horizontally and hitting a nearby concrete post.
The post, as thick as a small barrel, seemed to explode like from dynamite, breaking in half, taking down half the barbed wire.
This startled all the Blue Sword soldiers, and Walker's mouth dropped open.
He instinctively stepped quickly away from Kobe.
The ten genetic warriors were like ten stone-carved men, expressionless, silently weaving through the group of rogue soldiers from Evil Dragon.
However, each of them exuded an incredibly violent aura hidden beneath a cold exterior, like subterranean magma surging continuously.
Li Guoqing's face changed color, eyes full of worry, deeply sighing.
"This time, in the Special Forces competition, we're in big trouble."
Yang Fei laughed lightly, patting his shoulder.
"Relax, it's no big deal."
He turned and glanced at the injured soldier, saying solemnly.
"He hit a Blue Sword brother, I'll soon make him realize the price of having cheap hands."
Special Forces from various countries exited their camps, gathering many people at the public training ground.
Everyone was surprised to see the previously cocky Dragon Hunting Special Combat Brigade strung up early in the morning.
Rumors spread quickly as if grown wings.
The Huaxia Blue Sword Special Squadron had fought against two teams, defeated the Beret Special Squadron, and crippled the Dragon Hunting Special Forces Team, stringing them up for all to see.
Upon hearing this thunderous news, everyone widened their eyes, reassessing the previously disadvantaged Huaxia Blue Sword.
However, another shocking piece of news spread again.
To wash away the humiliation of last night's Dragon Hunting's failure, the Mysterious Country's most formidable ace Special Forces, the Golden Tri-Leaf special unit, arrived, issuing a challenge to the Blue Sword Special Squadron.
The Golden Tri-Leaf's mystery and strength are well known, their glorious achievements and formidable power standing at the peak of world special operations.
Everyone gasped, discussing privately, greatly anticipating the showdown between Yang Fei and Bick.
Half an hour later, Bick, having completed the necessary procedures, returned to the battle training ground with the Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces.
With a belly full of anger, Bick was the first to ascend the platform in the Fighting Arena, challenging Yang Fei.
Below the platform, the Special Forces from various countries were all present, forming neat columns to watch the showdown.
The Special Forces competition base originally didn't have a duel platform, even in regular military grappling matches, what mattered was the overall combat effectiveness of the military.
However, in the Special Forces competition, friction and clashes are inevitable.
Sometimes conflicts are irreconcilable and can only be settled on the duel platform, using fists to speak reason.
Weaklings and losers never have the right to speak.
This simple and brutal rule can perfectly resolve many disputes and conflicts.
The Special Forces competition uses a points system.
In such duels, the winning side gains points added to their unit's total.
While the losing side's unit will have points deducted.
Thus, the duel's strongest are often the most capable Special Forces soldiers within their units.
Just after Walker announced the competition rules, Bick, as burly as a bear, leapt onto the duel platform.
He roared deafeningly and gave a middle finger to the Blue Sword Special Squadron, then flipped it downwards, thrusting it fiercely.
This hostile and disdainful gesture caused uproar among all the Special Forces soldiers.
Although of different nationalities and standpoints, everyone stood together in the counter-terrorism camp.
Bick's obviously provocative gesture displeased many.
Walker snorted coldly.
He originally found hanging the captives by the Blue Sword Squadron excessive.
But seeing Bick's provocation, he thought otherwise about the Blue Sword Squadron's actions.
The Evil Dragon rogues were infuriated, and Cui Xiang was the first to stand up.
"Damn, I'm going to deal with him and bust his balls!"