Great Power Army Reclamation

Before Ye Mao could react, he was beaten into a panic and retreated repeatedly.

Although Ye Mao's kung fu is only average, he has seen many life and death scenes, whether in northern Myanmar or in Africa, he has crawled out from a pile of dead bodies.

Someone who has seen blood will always be different from someone who has fought.

After Ye Mao passively blocked a shot, he finally stabilized. After blocking a kick from the seventh servant of God, he rushed forward and carried his leg on his shoulder.

His momentum was so strong that the Seventh Divine Servant, who had one foot on the ground, could not withstand it. He almost sat on the ground.

Ye Mao seized this fleeting opportunity, sank his shoulders suddenly, and took advantage of the moment when the Seventh Divine Servant lost his balance to swing him hard, throwing him out fiercely.

The body of the seventh servant of God drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground with a dull crash.

However, the seventh divine servant reacted extremely quickly. Almost at the moment of landing, his body bounced up like a spring. He supported himself on the ground with his hands and swept his legs towards Ye Mao's lower body like a whip.

Ye Mao was prepared and quickly took a step back to avoid the fierce sweeping kick.

But the Seventh Divine Servant's attack did not stop. He used the force of the sweeping kick to rotate his body half a circle, and his right fist hit Ye Mao's chest like a cannonball.

Ye Mao's eyes narrowed, he crossed his hands in front of his chest and took the punch head-on.

The force of the fist came through his arms, making his chest feel stuffy, but he gritted his teeth and did not take a single step back.

He knew that in this life-and-death fight, if he showed weakness, the opponent would seize the opportunity and completely suppress him.

"Bang!"

Ye Mao took advantage of the remaining force of the opponent's fist, suddenly raised his knee, and hit the seventh servant of God hard in the abdomen.

The Seventh Divine Servant obviously did not expect Ye Mao's counterattack to be so swift, and he could only block it with his arms in a hurry. However, the force of this knee was so great that it made his arm numb, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

Ye Mao did not give the other party a chance to breathe. He suddenly exerted force on his feet and rushed forward like an arrow.

His fists rained down on the Seventh Divine Servant, each of them carrying a fierce gust of wind, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again.

Although the Seventh Divine Servant was very skilled, he was unable to withstand Ye Mao's fierce attack and could only barely protect his vital points.

However, the Seventh Servant of God was a strictly trained warrior after all. After a brief panic, he quickly adjusted his rhythm.

He suddenly lowered his body to avoid Ye Mao's straight punch, and then swept his leg low, aiming directly at Ye Mao's ankle.

Ye Mao was caught off guard, his feet slipped, his body lost balance and fell forward.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Seventh Divine Servant. He seized the opportunity and sent an elbow straight to the back of Ye Mao's head.

If this attack hits, even if Ye Mao doesn't die, he will lose his combat effectiveness.

At the critical moment, Ye Mao suddenly lowered his head and narrowly avoided the attack. At the same time, he supported himself on the ground with his hands, flipped his body with the force, and clamped his legs around the neck of the Seventh Divine Servant like scissors.

The Seventh Divine Servant obviously did not expect Ye Mao to have this trick, and he could only block with his arms in a hurry. However, Ye Mao's legs were so powerful that they clamped his arms, causing severe pain.

Ye Mao took the opportunity to turn over and threw a heavy punch straight to the opponent's face.

The seventh divine servant barely managed to avoid the attack by turning his head, but Ye Mao's fist still grazed his cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

"Bang!" The seventh divine servant was knocked back a few steps by the force of the punch. The burning pain on his face made a hint of anger flash in his eyes.

He wiped the blood off his face and sneered, "Interesting, it seems I underestimated you."

Ye Mao did not respond, but just stared at the other person coldly, his breathing slightly rapid.

He knew that this battle was far from over, and the opponent was stronger than he expected. He had to go all out, otherwise if he was not careful, he would be doomed.

The seventh divine servant suddenly moved. His speed was even faster than before. He flashed to Ye Mao's side like a ghost and chopped Ye Mao's neck with a knife.

Ye Mao quickly turned sideways and barely avoided the attack, but the seventh servant of God's attack was continuous like a tide, with fists and kicks alternating, forcing Ye Mao to retreat again and again.

Cold sweat broke out on Ye Mao's forehead. The opponent's attack was too fierce and he could hardly find a chance to fight back.

Just when he was about to be forced into a desperate situation, a scene in the jungle of northern Myanmar suddenly flashed through his mind - at that time he was surrounded by a group of militants, on the verge of life and death, and finally fought his way out with his calmness and wit.

"Calm down... You must calm down!"

Ye Mao silently prayed in his heart, forcing himself to calm down. His eyes gradually became sharper, and his body relaxed. He stopped fighting blindly and began to observe the opponent's movements and look for flaws.

The seventh servant of God's attack was still fierce, but his movements gradually became clearer in Ye Mao's eyes.

Ye Mao discovered that although each of the opponent's attacks was fierce, there was always an imperceptible pause at the moment of attack.

That was the gap in power transfer and also the best time for him to counterattack.

"Now!"

There was a gleam in Ye Mao's eyes. At the moment when the Seventh Divine Servant's high kick missed, he suddenly rushed forward and hit the opponent's chest with an elbow.

The Seventh Divine Servant obviously did not expect Ye Mao's sudden counterattack, and could only block with his arms in a hurry. However, Ye Mao's elbow strike was so powerful that it made his arm numb, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

Ye Mao did not give the opponent a chance to breathe. He exerted force on his feet and pounced on him like a tiger. His fists rained down on the Seventh Divine Servant. Each punch was accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again.

Although the Seventh Divine Servant was very skilled, he was unable to withstand Ye Mao's fierce attack and could only barely protect his vital points.

However, the Seventh Servant of God was a strictly trained warrior after all. After a brief panic, he quickly adjusted his rhythm.

He suddenly lowered his body to avoid Ye Mao's straight punch, and then he kicked Ye Mao's ankle with a low sweep. Ye Mao was caught off guard, his feet slipped, his body lost balance, and fell forward.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Seventh Divine Servant. He seized the opportunity and sent an elbow straight to the back of Ye Mao's head.

If this attack hits, even if Ye Mao doesn't die, he will lose his combat effectiveness.

At the critical moment, Ye Mao suddenly lowered his head and narrowly avoided the attack. At the same time, he supported himself on the ground with his hands, flipped his body with the force, and clamped his legs around the neck of the Seventh Divine Servant like scissors.

The Seventh Divine Servant obviously did not expect Ye Mao to have this trick, and he could only block with his arms in a hurry. However, Ye Mao's legs were so powerful that they clamped his arms, causing severe pain.

Ye Mao took the opportunity to turn over and threw a heavy punch straight at the opponent's face. The seventh servant of God barely turned his head to avoid it, but Ye Mao's fist still grazed his cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

"Bang!" The seventh divine servant was knocked back a few steps by the force of the punch. The burning pain on his face made a hint of anger flash in his eyes.

He wiped the blood off his face and sneered, "Interesting, it seems I underestimated you."

Ye Mao did not respond, but just stared at the other person coldly, his breathing slightly rapid.

He knew that the battle was far from over and that the opponent was stronger than he had expected.

He must give it his all, otherwise if he is not careful, he will be doomed.

The seventh divine servant suddenly moved. His speed was even faster than before. He flashed to Ye Mao's side like a ghost and chopped Ye Mao's neck with a knife.

Ye Mao quickly turned sideways and barely avoided the attack, but the seventh servant of God's attack was continuous like the tide, with fists and kicks alternating, forcing Ye Mao to retreat again and again.

Cold sweat broke out on Ye Mao's forehead. The opponent's attack was too fierce and he could hardly find a chance to fight back.

There was a gleam in Ye Mao's eyes. At the moment when the Seventh Divine Servant's high kick missed, he suddenly rushed forward and hit the opponent's chest with an elbow.

The Seventh Divine Servant obviously did not expect Ye Mao's sudden counterattack, and could only block with his arms in a hurry. However, Ye Mao's elbow strike was so powerful that it made his arm numb, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

No mistake, just one song, one post, one content, one look!

Ye Mao did not give the other party a chance to breathe. He suddenly exerted force with his feet and pounced on him like a tiger.

His fists rained down on the Seventh Divine Servant, each of them carrying a fierce gust of wind, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again.

Although the Seventh Divine Servant was very skilled, he was unable to withstand Ye Mao's fierce attack and could only barely protect his vital points.

However, the Seventh Servant of God was a strictly trained warrior after all. After a brief panic, he quickly adjusted his rhythm.

He suddenly lowered his body to avoid Ye Mao's straight punch, and then swept his leg low, aiming directly at Ye Mao's ankle.

Ye Mao was caught off guard, his feet slipped, his body lost balance and fell forward.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Seventh Divine Servant. He seized the opportunity and sent an elbow straight to the back of Ye Mao's head.

If this attack hits, even if Ye Mao doesn't die, he will lose his combat effectiveness.

At the critical moment, Ye Mao suddenly lowered his head and narrowly avoided the attack. At the same time, he supported himself on the ground with his hands, flipped his body with the force, and clamped his legs around the neck of the Seventh Divine Servant like scissors.

The Seventh Divine Servant obviously did not expect Ye Mao to have this trick, and he could only block with his arms in a hurry. However, Ye Mao's legs were so powerful that they clamped his arms, causing severe pain.

Ye Mao took the opportunity to turn over and threw a heavy punch straight to the opponent's face.

The seventh divine servant barely managed to avoid the attack by turning his head, but Ye Mao's fist still grazed his cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

"Bang!" The seventh divine servant was knocked back a few steps by the force of the punch. The burning pain on his face made a hint of anger flash in his eyes.

He wiped the blood off his face and sneered, "Interesting, it seems I underestimated you."

Ye Mao did not respond, but stared at the other party coldly, his breathing a little hurried. He knew that this battle was far from over, and the other party was stronger than he expected.

He must give it his all, otherwise if he is not careful, he will be doomed.

The seventh divine servant suddenly moved. His speed was even faster than before. He flashed to Ye Mao's side like a ghost and chopped Ye Mao's neck with a knife.

Ye Mao quickly turned sideways and barely avoided the attack, but the seventh servant of God's attack was continuous like the tide, with fists and kicks alternating, forcing Ye Mao to retreat again and again.

Cold sweat broke out on Ye Mao's forehead. The opponent's attack was too fierce and he could hardly find a chance to fight back.

Just when he was about to be forced into a desperate situation, a scene in the jungle of northern Myanmar suddenly flashed through his mind - at that time he was surrounded by a group of militants, on the verge of life and death, and finally fought his way out with his calmness and wit.

"Calm down... I must calm down!" Ye Mao said silently in his heart, forcing himself to calm down. His eyes gradually became sharper, and his body relaxed. He no longer fought blindly, but began to observe the opponent's movements and look for flaws.

The seventh servant of God's attack was still fierce, but his movements gradually became clearer in Ye Mao's eyes.

Ye Mao discovered that although each of the opponent's attacks was fierce, there was always a slight pause at the moment of attack. That was the gap between the power conversion and the best time for him to counterattack.

"Now!"

There was a gleam in Ye Mao's eyes. At the moment when the Seventh Divine Servant's high kick missed, he suddenly rushed forward and hit the opponent's chest with an elbow.

The Seventh Divine Servant obviously did not expect Ye Mao's sudden counterattack, and could only block with his arms in a hurry. However, Ye Mao's elbow strike was so powerful that it made his arm numb, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

Ye Mao did not give the other party a chance to breathe. He suddenly exerted force with his feet and pounced on him like a tiger.

His fists rained down on the Seventh Divine Servant, each of which was accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again. Although the Seventh Divine Servant was very skilled, he was unable to resist Ye Mao's fierce attack and could only barely protect his vital parts.

However, the Seventh Divine Servant is a master of Kalaripayat after all, and he has gone through countless battles to achieve what he has today.

So after a brief panic, he quickly adjusted his pace and immediately thought of a suitable response plan.

He suddenly lowered his body to avoid Ye Mao's straight punch, and then he kicked Ye Mao's ankle with a low sweep. Ye Mao was caught off guard, his feet slipped, his body lost balance, and fell forward.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Seventh Divine Servant. He seized the opportunity and sent an elbow straight to the back of Ye Mao's head.

If this attack hits, even if Ye Mao doesn't die, he will lose his combat effectiveness.

At the critical moment, Ye Mao suddenly lowered his head and narrowly avoided the attack. At the same time, he supported himself on the ground with his hands, flipped his body with the force, and clamped his legs around the neck of the Seventh Divine Servant like scissors.

The Seventh Divine Servant obviously did not expect Ye Mao to have this trick, and he could only block with his arms in a hurry. However, Ye Mao's legs were so powerful that they clamped his arms, causing severe pain.

Ye Mao took the opportunity to turn over and threw a heavy punch straight at the opponent's face. The seventh servant of God barely turned his head to avoid it, but Ye Mao's fist still grazed his cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

"Bang!" The seventh divine servant was knocked back a few steps by the force of the punch. The burning pain on his face made a hint of anger flash in his eyes.

He wiped the blood off his face and sneered, "Interesting, it seems I underestimated you."

Ye Mao did not respond, but just stared at the other person coldly, his breathing slightly rapid.

He knew that this battle was far from over, and the opponent was stronger than he expected. He had to go all out, otherwise if he was not careful, he would be doomed. (End of this chapter)