Chapter 90

Stepping down from the ring, someone immediately handed Tang Chengfeng a towel to wipe his sweat.

He took the towel, glanced again at Liu Xiaotian's back, then walked toward a distant corner.

Brother! You shouldn't have done that just now! Li Erniu didn't commit any major offense!

You don't need to worry, I know my limits!

But...

Alright, no need to say more, let me rest a while.

In the corner, Tang Xinyi looked anxiously at Tang Chengfeng, who had sat down on a chair and begun to close his eyes to rest, feeling somewhat at a loss.

From this, Liu Xiaotian's strength seems not far different from his.

In one, as soon as you look, `none, one mistaken version%!'`

But after learning that Tang Chengfeng had come with an order from the military region's senior leader, had injured Li Erniu, while Liu Xiaotian had merely defeated 'Zhangyu' in the first round and had already issued a 'challenge letter' to Tang Chengfeng, He Zhijun's reply was: the evaluation will continue, arrange for him to fight Tang Chengfeng as Liu Xiaotian requested!

Once they successfully anger the opponent, their chances of winning greatly increase.

Liu Xiaotian knew the other side was not just talking nonsense.

Chen Shanming: ……

As a result, the veteran of the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade who clearly had the upper hand, upon seeing that time was nearing half an hour while his second round had only just reached the halfway point, simply admitted defeat and stepped down.

Chen Shanming, serving as the referee, was the same.

All the fighters know that once anger arises in the heart, the likelihood of losing this match increases by at least thirty percent.

Some boxers appear to be putting on a flamboyant display in the ring—sticking out their tongues at opponents, lowering their arms to provoke, or even turning their backs and swaying—actually not to attract attention but to try to anger the opponent.

If he were allowed to grow a few more years, then…

His gaze remained fixed on Tang Chengfeng from start to finish, even though he knew the other would not flee out of fear.

At the moment he heard those words, Chen Shanming nearly fainted.

Besides sighing and worrying, he really didn't know what else he could do at that point.

Although he has become much steadier now, after all it is something ingrained in his nature, impossible to completely eradicate.

Moreover, he is still such a young recruit.

However, Liu Xiaotian paid no heed to Tang Chengfeng's reminder.

In fact, nobody present had truly watched the next two group matches.

He watched the first match between 'Zhangyu' and Liu Xiaotian very attentively; although Liu Xiaotian never truly launched an offensive the whole time, he could see that 'Zhangyu' lost, though partly due to carelessness, but in fact could not have beaten Liu Xiaotian.

A smile had already appeared on his face, the same contempt and mockery as when Tang Chengfeng faced Li Erniu.

Taking advantage of the break between the two groups, he hurried to make a phone call, reporting Tang Chengfeng's situation to He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei.

To speak frankly, Chen Shanming is absolutely not a timid person; when he served in the military, he was no less a hothead than Wang Yanbing.

In the face of absolute strength, the two opposing teams felt their match was merely an appetizer on the dinner table, nothing much—at most, after people have drunk too much, they might recall having a few bites.

Because when a person becomes angry, neural reactions are inevitably affected, causing punching speed and reaction speed to drop.

But, the deed is done; she can no longer change it, nor remedy it.

"Kid, fighting with anger will affect your speed and reaction; don't blame me for not warning you." These were the first words Tang Chengfeng said to Liu Xiaotian.

But now, he no longer has that kind of thought.

Chen Shanming: ……

Chen Shanming steeled himself and stepped forward, just about to say the usual precautions and rules, when Liu Xiaotian stepped back two steps, impatiently throwing out: "Don't dawdle, hurry up and start!" This… sigh…

In the following match, Chen Shanming repeatedly lost focus, even making a mistaken call.

Liu Xiaotian is clearly holding in his anger; Tang Chengfeng came here to get revenge for Tang Xinyi—if these two step onto the ring, the outcome will almost certainly have one of them lying down.

But, no one paid attention to it.

Even the two fighters themselves were fighting somewhat absent-mindedly.

She began to regret it, regretting having told Tang Chengfeng about this.

He wants to win, but it's not that easy.

In short, up to now, Tang Chengfeng harbors not the slightest thought that he might be defeated.

But…

If it were normal times, he would fly up and kick this kid without hesitation.

At this moment, she seemed to realize how serious the consequences of her willfulness were.

If things go badly, the Red Blood Cell Group may have to change its leader. Of course, he knows that even if consequences arise, He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei won't hold him responsible, after all they were the ones who nodded in agreement.

No matter how you say it, he's just a youngster; relying solely on experience, he could never be a match for me.

Until Tang Chengfeng stepped onto the ring.

As soon as the two fighters stepped down, Liu Xiaotian strode forward, vaulted over the ropes, and took his place in the center of the ring.

Chen Shanming also didn't know how to express his worry; the usual phrases he readily used seemed unable to accurately convey his current feelings.

Once things start, there must be an outcome, good or bad! Although Tang Chengfeng appears to be meditating with closed eyes, his heart is not as calm as it looks.

Only his eyes, filled with anger verging on hatred, have not changed in the slightest.

Even, he has begun to worry, wondering how badly Liu Xiaotian will lose in a moment!

Although after joining the Hurricane Special Forces Battalion, his strength had already surpassed that of Zhangyu, he was still far from being able to crush Zhangyu.

Damn it, I'm your instructor!

But he still couldn't control himself from staring at that figure.

And he and 'Zhangyu' served in the same unit ten years ago.

Even the two sides themselves were somewhat absent-minded.

If the injury isn't serious, it's fine; but if someone ends up with a more severe injury, even a mild concussion, this responsibility would be more than he, a lieutenant colonel who is both instructor and future leader of the Red Blood Cell Group, could bear.

He just couldn't figure it out—when did the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade produce such talent?

But, facing this situation, he felt a little uneasy.

She knew her older brother's temperament very well.

He still had some understanding of Tang Chengfeng's strength, and although Liu Xiaotian already had the ability to defeat "Zhangyu," given his current mood, it was hard to say how much of it he could actually exert.

If anything goes wrong, this kid's fate will be even worse than Li Erniu's.

As long as Tang Chengfeng catches even the slightest opening, this match will be over.

Seeing that neither side intended to touch gloves as a courtesy, Chen Shanming flashed a hint of helplessness on his face, then waved his hand to signal the start of the match……

(End of chapter)