Chapter 808

Liu Shishi looked at the big screen, shivering, and couldn't help but worry about Lin Yu.

If this were an instructor sparring match,

it would definitely be even more intense; fists and feet have no eyes, and even Lin Yu might not be able to walk away unscathed!

"Stop."

The police district medical team on site was very professional.

Once they discovered a trend of serious injury, they would immediately stop the match and determine the winner based on the camera replay.

So that's the scale;

they are playing for real!

Lin Yu hadn't expected the soldiers to fight to this point; this attitude of taking the competition seriously couldn't help but make one feel respect.

Soon,

it was the turn of the Group C competition.

"Will the Yanjing team"

"and the Shanghai team please prepare."

Following the host's voice,

the members of both teams entered the arena one after another.

The three members freely discussed the order of appearance;

this also involved some psychological warfare.

But clearly, the soldiers of the Shanghai team were much stronger, a whole size larger.

Their sense of power was visibly exploding; visually, the Yanjing team was already a head shorter before they even competed.

This was mainly related to their training methods.

The armed police selected by Shanghai this time

were trained according to international standards, and their diet and special training were very unique.

They focused on the stimulation and regeneration of muscle fibers.

Their resistance to impact was at the highest level in the entire venue.

"Hoo."

The first individual competition.

Both sides were almost not on the same level.

The difference in strength was stark, and since they were fighting in an octagon cage, the Shanghai team firmly grasped the advantage of the match.

In less than ten minutes, they easily won the match.

Waiting area.

"This guy has some skills."

"Wang Xin, Chen Lei, in a moment, when you fight, play the ground game with him."

"This big guy's ground technique must be bad."

Lin Yu turned his eyes and gave the order.

"OK."

The two young soldiers nodded, secretly recalling the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu Lin Yu had taught them before.

"Start."

As soon as the referee blew the whistle,

Wang Xin was seen lying on the ground, back to the floor, legs drawing circles in the air.

"???"

The Shanghai team had also been setting up tactics just now.

They were thinking of forcing the person into a corner and then performing a strangulation technique.

How are you supposed to strangle someone who is lying on the ground?

For those who have trained muscles, the load of bending over is already high; since the two were similar in height and weight, trying to drag someone up was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

"How can you be passively defending like this? Aren't you ashamed?"

The Shanghai team member attacked twice actively, but after being kicked back fiercely, he said indignantly.

Isn't this just playing dirty?

"Draw."

After Wang Xin heard the referee's words, he let out a long sigh of relief.

If they had really fought with real knives and guns, he definitely wouldn't have been the opponent's match.

The instructor's trick was still the most useful; as for the boos from below, Wang Xin didn't care at all.

Lin Yu gave the soldiers ten minutes of "thick-skinned" training every day; this bit of noise was nothing.

The big guy from the Shanghai team on the opposite side, seeing this thick-skinned appearance, was trembling with anger, but there was nothing he could do.

"Start."

This time it was Chen Lei's turn to go on stage; he had received the true teachings of Lin Yu's Jiu-Jitsu.

He first stood up to provoke his opponent,

and as soon as the opponent came, he would lie on the ground and draw circles with his legs.

Focusing on a "shameless" tactic!

"Damn."

"Kid, can you afford to play?"

This big guy from Shanghai originally wanted to prove himself at the police district competition, but after being messed with like this, he had no screen time at all.

He had been upstaged by the one lying on the ground.

He couldn't listen to the instructor's advice anymore.

He was completely overwhelmed by anger.

"The opportunity is here."

Chen Lei's heart stirred; his legs, which were originally drawing circles, clamped the opponent's ankle tightly, and with a "death crocodile roll," the two-hundred-plus-pound strong man on the opposite side was flipped over directly, his joints locked firmly.

He could only helplessly pat the ground and admit defeat!

"Both sides are tied."

"Entering match point."

"Next, the instructors of the two teams will compete to decide the winner!"

On the rostrum,

looking at this novel and unique tactic,

Minister Wang Lang and the group of leaders also shook their heads with bitter smiles.

Good heavens!

This artist from the entertainment industry doesn't study singing and dancing well, but he plays a good hand of military strategy!