The Strongest Eschatological Evolution

Yang Zhi was so strong that he pushed through the crowd and stood out from the crowd. Even Heita seemed to be shorter than him!

At this time, Yang Zhi was no longer as arrogant as when Jiang Yi first met him in Shengyang. He looked calm and steady, which made people feel at ease at first sight!

His appearance also rekindled the hope of the crowd! Although he and Yu Ping were both gold-level, it was obvious that they were not at the same level!

Just looking at Heita's appearance, you can tell that he has already felt the power of Yang Zhi!

When he saw Yu Ping, Heita was just a little wary, because he could feel that Yu Ping was very similar to him in physique and had the power to threaten him. But when he saw Yang Zhi, Heita's eyes seemed to be shining, and his whole body seemed to be trembling with excitement!

This is the performance he will have when he meets an evenly matched opponent! He felt that the man in front of him was enough to threaten him!

Of course, it doesn't mean that Yang Zhi's strength is stronger than Jiang Junyi and Wang Wanqing, and that Heita can regard him as a rival, but simply from the perspective of strength, Yang Zhi already has the strength to compete with Heita!

After all, this time they are only competing in strength and fighting skills. If they are allowed to use their abilities, even if Yang Zhi is completely transformed into a powerful polar bear, he may not be able to withstand Heita's violent attack.

Although he was ready to leave, Heita once again retracted his steps when he saw Yang Zhi, his eyes burning with a strong fighting spirit, staring at him, and only said one word: "Come!"

Yang Sheng was about to step forward when he heard it, but he was stopped by the company commander on the side, who said anxiously: "Yang Zhi, are you sure you can beat him?"

Yang Zhi scratched his short hair and grinned: "No."

The company commander's face darkened instantly when he heard it: "Then don't compete with him!"

The company commander regretted why he had to provoke the anger of this guy and his company. He originally planned to use this outsider to dampen the arrogance of the soldiers!

Unexpectedly, he made things worse. He was defeated in pride, but his morale was also shattered!

Looking at the soldiers who looked like eggplants hit by frost, he regretted so much that he almost cried. If he trained a company of bad soldiers, the battalion commander would tear him apart when he knew about it.

Although he hoped that Yang Zhi could stand up for everyone and win this battle, after hearing Yang Zhi say that he had no confidence in winning, he immediately growled: "Then don't fight!"

Just kidding, the fight was already bad enough. If even Yang Zhi, the strongest among the gold-level players, lost, then the face of the 11th Regiment would be completely lost by themselves. By then, the battalion commander would not have to trouble him, and he would even want to shoot himself!

But Yang Zhi would not listen to the other party. Since he stood up, how could he know the gap between himself and the other party if he didn't fight!

Hearing the company commander's words, he just glanced at the new recruits, suddenly took a deep breath and yelled: "Stand up your chest!"

Yang Zhi's sudden shout startled everyone, and their bodies instinctively straightened their chests. Yang Zhi then continued in a rough voice: "It's not shameful to lose the game. It's shameful to only know how to complain about yourself after losing, instead of thinking about why you lost, so that you can continue to become stronger and win back next time!"

Hearing Yang Zhi's words, even the company commander beside him lowered his head in shame. Because that's what he thought just now. He wanted to prevent Yang Zhi from playing, as long as he didn't fight, he wouldn't lose, but he never thought that having such an idea was more shameful than losing the competition. As a soldier, he was scared to lose without fighting. It seems that he was wrong. Chinese soldiers are not afraid of danger or hardship!

Even when facing a strong enemy, there is never a time to retreat or admit defeat. If he had those thoughts, he was no longer worthy of being a soldier of the 11th Regiment...

"My name is Yang Zhi. If I lose, then you win all of us!" Yang Zhi said, without looking at other people. He stared at the black tower in front of him. Suddenly, he exerted his strength, and his vest burst open. He roared and jumped up. From a high position, he punched the black tower below...

The black tower's pupils shrank, and his arms were raised up to catch the falling fist...

"Bang!" With a loud sound, the black tower's legs bent and almost knelt on the ground.

Yang Zhi was relentless and took the upper hand with a punch. He immediately clasped the black tower's shoulders with both palms, shouted, twisted hard, and actually took a hug and throw posture to lift the black tower off the ground!

Hei Ta was shocked. He knew that if he let the other party pick him up, he would be completely defeated like the last opponent!

Obviously, the other party was avenging his comrades and wanted to defeat him in the same way!

But facing this desperate situation, Heita was not surprised but happy, his mouth corners raised, his eyes burst into excitement, not only did he not resist, but he relaxed his body, and with the help of the opponent's strength, he held Yang Zhi's arm and turned around on the spot!

When his body turned over, he hooked one foot suddenly, twisted Yang Zhi's arm, and then twisted it hard! He actually wanted to counter him with Yang Zhi's strength!

Yang Zhi had a lot of strength, but it was still a bit difficult to deal with this kind of attack method. As Heita exerted force, his twisted arm could only turn unconsciously with the force, and he didn't dare to resist. Otherwise, he felt that his arm might be twisted off!

"Boom!" Because his body instinctively avoided, Yang Zhi knelt on the ground with one leg. Seeing that Heita was still exerting force, Yang Zhi shouted loudly, and his other right hand, which was originally on the ground, suddenly grabbed Heita's ankle and pulled it hard. Heita didn't expect that the other party would do this. His body tilted and he was thrown to the ground by Yang Zhi!

"Good!" The crowd cheered! This was the first time that this black guy fell to the ground! This gave them hope of victory!

But before the cheers stopped, someone noticed that Heita just fell to the ground, but he had not lost yet, because his body was still in the circle!

"Quick, throw him out of the circle!" At this time, everyone also knew that this guy who didn't know where he came from was very strong, so they were worried that Yang Zhi would be defeated by the other party because of the delay, and hurriedly shouted to remind Yang Zhi!

Needless to say, Yang Zhi also had this plan. After throwing Heita to the ground, he roared and lifted it up!

He actually lifted up the whole Heita, who weighed more than 200 pounds! And Heita's eyes became sharp, and he twisted Yang Zhi's arms with his legs and hands at the same time, and hung on it, just like a koala holding the arm tightly in his arms!

"Let go!" Yang Zhi yelled, and threw the arm with all his strength, trying to throw him out...