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"This is bad!" Jiang Yuanjie was shocked. He clenched his other fist and punched forward.

"Bam!" Jiang Yuanjie's fist viciously smashed against his opponent's elbow, instantly dispersing that layer of Qi.

After this punch, Jiang Yuanjie quickly loosened his grip on Zhang Zhao's wrist, and the two of them simultaneously retreated.

Shen Feng, who was at the side, could not help but nod his head. It seemed that those who could join Dragon Group were not ordinary people, and every one of them could be considered an expert.

Every single one of them was stronger than the Taekwondo experts who played in the Rakasha Gate competition yesterday.

However, Shen Feng could also tell that this guy called Zhang Zhao was stronger than Jiang Yuanjie.

This was because Jiang Yuanjie had already grasped the opponent's wrist, yet was still forced back by the opponent. Furthermore, that person's left hand had been placed by his side the entire time, and had not been used.

"Yuan Jie, come back. You are not his match." Chu Kun frowned and said to Jiang Yuanjie.

Chu Kun was very clear that Zhang Zhao was left-handed. His left hand was much stronger than his right hand and he usually used a blade. It was just that this was a spar, he couldn't possibly take out a blade.

Moreover, once he made a move with his left hand, it would definitely be a win.

"Brother Chu." Although Jiang Yuanjie was still unwilling, after the exchange just now, he knew that he was quite good.

"I heard that Group Leader Chu is very strong. Today, I want to experience how powerful Group Leader Chu is." Zhang Zhao spoke to Chu Kun in a provocative tone.

Chu Kun originally did not plan to take action, but in the face of provocation, if he disregarded it, it would be too embarrassing for Group B.

"Allow me." Chen Tieh said as he took a step forward.

Shen Feng watched as Chen Tieh entered the stage, and frowned, this Chen Tieh excelled in strength, and was not at an advantage in battle.

"Brother Chen, let me do it. Against him, you and the team leader don't even need to do anything. I alone will be enough." Shen Feng stood up and laughed.

But before Zhang Zhao could reply, Jiang Wenhao's voice came from the side: "Is there no one else in Group B? They actually let a newcomer enter the stage. "

"I'm just a rookie, and I just joined Group B yesterday." Shen Feng smiled at Jiang Wenhao.

"Shen Feng, don't try to be brave." Chu Kun also knew that Shen Feng's goal was to not embarrass Group B.

"Don't worry, I know my limits." Don't worry, I know my limits. Shen Feng smiled at Chu Kun.

"What an arrogant newcomer, but I should also let the newcomer know what Dragon Group is." Jiang Wenhao looked at Shen Feng, and said to Zhang Zhao.

A smile appeared on Zhang Zhao's face, he took out a dagger from his waist with his left hand, and said to Shen Feng: "Come, let me experience the power of a newbie like you."

"Is this a sword attack? "But what if I don't have a knife?" Shen Feng laughed.

"I have one here." Chu Kun said, as he took out a mad dog blade and threw it to Shen Feng.

Shen Feng held the Mad Dog Army Blade firmly in his hand, looked at the sharp blade, and laughed: "As expected of the leader's blade, it's a truly good blade."

With that, Shen Feng's gaze turned cold, and the aura on the man's body and gaze instantly changed.

Zhang Zhao looked at Shen Feng's eyes and his heart tensed up. He had trained his Qi since he was young, and had done many tasks, but he did not have such an imposing aura on Shen Feng.

"Kill!" Zhang Zhao growled, the dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light. A layer of Qi was attached to the edge of the dagger, as he fiercely attacked Shen Feng.

Seeing the dagger coming at him, the Mad Dog Saber in Shen Feng's hand became cold and drew an arc in the air.

"Clang!" The weapons in their hands clashed against each other.

The Qi on Zhang Zhao's dagger was instantly destroyed by the collision of their weapons. At the same time, he felt a huge force coming from his dagger.

"What great strength! He actually dispersed my inner qi!" Zhang Zhao flashed, with a twist of his wrist, the blade of the dagger slashed towards Shen Feng's wrist.

Seeing that the dagger was about to attack, Shen Feng smiled coldly, and quickly turned his finger.

"Swish!" With a sound, the Mad Dog Army Blade made a strange turn in Shen Feng's fingers, moving ahead of him and attacking towards the back of his hand.

"This is bad!" Zhang Zhao was also an expert in sabresmanship. Sensing the danger, he immediately gave up on attacking and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Expert!" Watching the battle, the Dragon Group members that were watching the battle saw that Shen Feng's method of turning the military blade, and knew that Shen Feng's techniques were not simple.

Seeing that his opponent had given up attacking, Shen Feng flipped his finger again. His blade danced in his fingers and he attacked again.

"Clang!" With a sound, the blade and dagger clashed again. Zhang Zhao took two steps back.

This was because he was in a passive position and wanted to increase the distance between them to slow down the current situation.

But Shen Feng did not give him the chance, Zhang Zhao took two steps back, but Shen Feng rushed three steps forward, at the same time that the Mad Dog Army Blade attacked, he also threw a left hook fist at Zhang Zhao's ribs.

Under Shen Feng's continuous close ranged attacks, Zhang Zhao could only passively defend.

As the members of Group B saw Shen Feng's fearsome attacks, all of their faces became extremely excited, while the faces of Group A and the others became extremely ugly, especially the vice team leader Jiang Wenhao.

He stared at the two of them. He was the one who wanted to spar just now, and Shen Feng was just a newbie who had not even joined the competition for two days.

If he were to lose in Group A, he would be bringing about his own humiliation.

In a fight between masters, if one side's tempo was disrupted, then Zhang Zhao would be in disarray due to his passive defense.

"Bam!" With a sound, Shen Feng's punch landed on his opponent's lower abdomen.

When the opponent was in pain, he immediately retreated, and Shen Feng's attack followed closely behind.

Just as Shen Feng was about to make his move and decide the outcome of the battle, a loud shout came out, "Everyone has nothing to do, are you full or not!"

After hearing the voice, Shen Feng immediately stopped his attack.

Two men dressed in camouflage clothing walked over, one of them was Group B leader Lee Chen.

As for the other man, he was about 35 or 16 years old. He was around 1.85 meters tall and had a well-dressed body like a torch. That shout just now was from him, and he was the leader of Division A, Fan Yunhai.

"Chief." Everyone split into two groups and spoke to Lee Chen and Fan Yun Hai.

Zhang Zhao looked at Shen Feng and put away his dagger. Just as he was about to return to Group A's camp while enduring the pain, Fan Yun Hai shouted: "Stop right there!"

After hearing Fan Yunhai's words, Zhang Zhao immediately stopped moving.

"He's pretty good, he even attacked his own people!" Fan Yunhai walked in front of Zhang Zhao and shouted in a deep voice.

"Captain, we are just sparring." Zhang Zhao answered.

"It's not impossible to spar! But at this time, do you know that an emergency mission is right in front of you? " Fan Yunhai roared.