Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Chapter 784 Thank You for Your Praise


Not far away, Chen Ruiling, who had been thrown out, finally managed to get up.

As she turned around, she saw a bunch of Pig-Raising Soldiers standing in place, humming and hawing, chatting casually.

At their feet, three Special Forces soldiers and two Special Forces instructors were overturned, with swollen noses and bruised faces, looking extremely wretched.

"You…"

Chen Ruiling was shocked to the extreme.

In her wildest dreams, she had not imagined that this band of Pig-Raising Soldiers could be so formidable.

The ones who had come with her to pick a fight were all top-tier Grappling Fight experts.

But in their presence, they seemed as helpless as clay chickens and pottery dogs, completely unable to put up a fight.

Shen Feng watched her with a smile.

"The instructor who crawled from the ground said it well, making fun of others requires having the ability," he said.

"So, may I ask if we now have the right to laugh?"

Chen Ruiling couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes; she was shocked to the core and equally furious.

These scoundrels didn't care about fair fights and had no sense of Martial Virtue at all.

From the moment Chen Song was attacked, everyone who struck did so in a sly and venomous manner, aiming to cause maximum damage and fighting with malevolent intent.

These Special Forces soldiers were all incredibly skilled.

If they were to spar in an open and fair manner, even if they might not have won, they definitely wouldn't have lost so miserably.

"You launch surprise attacks, shameless!"

With great difficulty, Chen Ruiling finally screamed out, pointing and cursing at the band of shameless soldiers as she jumped up and down.

The Changfeng Cook Soldiers looked at each other and suddenly burst into wild laughter.

Shen Feng, always the joker, laughed so hard he held his stomach and lay on the ground, convulsing in laughter.

Gasping for air, he looked at Chen Ruiling.

"Respectable instructor, may I ask if this is… a compliment for us? Thank you for your praise," he said.

Chen Ruiling was practically on the verge of going mad.

These people were shamelessly proud of their disgraceful deeds, clearly having no understanding of shame.

Little did she know, under the influence of scoundrels like Yang Fei and Mad Blade, the Changfeng Cook Soldiers had come to regard terms such as "despicable and shameless" and "sly and rogue" as compliments.

In past trainings, Mad Blade would often comment disparagingly.

"Today's training, your attacks weren't shameless enough, your movements not rogue enough, still retaining the laughable dignity of a Martial Arts Master," he'd say.

"This is very dangerous on an actual battlefield."

Gradually, the words "without shame" became the highest goal pursued by Changfeng Squad.

Chen Ruiling was none the wiser.

Seeing these people completely lacking a warrior's dignity, she was so enraged she was about to explode.

Just then, a group of Special Forces soldiers rushed over after hearing the news, and they were stunned to see the instructors rolling around in disarray.

Chen Ruiling, grinding her teeth, spat out a command: "Attack them."

Over ten Special Forces soldiers charged at the Changfeng Cook Soldiers without hesitation, like a hunting pack of wolves.

And so began the melee.

These Special Forces soldiers were all formally trained combat experts.

Yet, they had never encountered such a Rogue army.

These fighters would fall to the ground with a single punch, feign death, then suddenly spring up and attack.

Their moves were lewd and shameless, targeting the lower half of the body with all sorts of unimaginable attacks, a real eye-opener.

Thieves snatching chickens, groping dogs, screaming to the heavens while striking with underhanded ruthlessness.

Monkey Steals Peach, Twin Dragons Grab the Pearl, Old Tree Entwined Roots, all sorts of attack methods appeared one after another.

Some of the fighters, while attacking, leered at their opponents with idiotic grins on their faces, sending chills down one's spine.

They fought in a lewd and rogue manner, pouting lips, arching backs, posing in the most vulgar ways.

But the moment you were caught off guard, they would attack furiously.

Once these people gained the upper hand, their offensives were like mad dogs, never letting go until they had completely taken you down.

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Of course, if they come across a tough nut, these fellows immediately scuttle away like roosters who've encountered a yellow weasel, leaving a trail of feathers everywhere.

But just when you let your guard down a little, these guys gather around again.

Most importantly, although this bunch looks like a hot mess, swinging Turtle Fist wildly,

their teamwork is seamless, fitting together perfectly.

It's easy to defend against one Rogue Master, but a group of Rogues is harder to fend off than climbing to the heavens.

Sometimes in the middle of a fight, a hand would suddenly extend from the side, grab your Dan Dan, and give a fierce tug.

That feeling is so damn sourly refreshing it's like a visit to granny's house.

All the onlookers surrounding them were both shocked and amused.

Who knew where these Cook Soldiers came from.

With such strong skills, they play by their own rules, fighting a group of Elite Special Forces Soldiers as if they were beating up their grandsons.

Chen Ruiling had never seen such a Rogue style of fighting.

She had never thought that so many Rogues together could form such a terrifying combat force.

Both angry and embarrassed, she clenched her teeth and charged forward, her Eight Extremes Fist cracking through the air as she ferociously beat up a guy who looked like Skinny Monkey.

Chen Ruiling hadn't forgotten that it was this guy who had just sneakily hit Li Song.

Li Song still couldn't get up from the ground to this moment.

Shen Feng saw this beautiful Special Forces woman targeting him, screaming his head off as he scurried all over the place.

"Don't think just because you're swinging those Copper Hammers around, I wouldn't dare to hit you. Come on, put down your weapons," he shouted.

Chen Ruiling froze, where did these Copper Hammers come from?

Following Shen Feng's gaze, she immediately blushed with both shame and rage.

The guy was making suggestive gestures at her protruding assets.

She pounced on Shen Feng like an enraged tiger.

Shen Feng turned and ran: "Here we go again, here we go, it's like murdering her own husband!"

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Just then, not far away, Three Swords suddenly let out a sharp whistle.

In the distance, the Law Enforcement Guidance Team in charge of maintaining discipline on the training field was rushing over.

Fighting among military personnel is severely punished.

Yet nearly every year during the Special Forces' concentrated training, over a dozen brawls break out.

That's why the base specially established the Law Enforcement Guidance Team to handle discipline during training.

Each member of the Guidance Team is of a high rank.

With that whistle from Three Swords, Shen Feng stumbled, slowing down by a step.

Chen Ruiling kicked out, and the guy let out a yelp, rolling away like a kicked ball.

Chen Ruiling was a bit dazed.

She felt that she hadn't even touched the guy, and he had rolled away on his own.

Could it be that in her anger, her Martial Arts had improved yet again?

Shen Feng kept rolling until he was right beside the Guidance Team's platoon leader, grabbing onto his leg.

"Commander, they're hitting people, why are they allowed to hit people?" he wailed.

The platoon leader of the Guidance Team, Lian Yongbing, was a stern and serious-looking tall soldier with the rank of Colonel.

He looked down to see Shen Feng's face, which resembled a skinny monkey, covered in tears and snot.

His left cheek was swollen with streaks of blood, causing Lian Yongbing to become furiously enraged.

When Chen Ruiling saw the leader of the Guidance Team arrive, she panicked, turned around, and was immediately stunned.

In the middle of the field, five or six Special Forces Soldiers were staggering.

Some were bending over, some clutching their crotches, and others holding their backsides, hopping around like they were performing a ritual dance.

These valiant Special Forces Soldiers, with a strong sense of honor,

would never fall, even if defeated.

But the Cook Soldiers who had just been running wild across the field, ambushing with sleazy punches, had completely collapsed.

Each of these guys was howling miserably, presenting a ghastly scene.

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