Battle

"Then let's start the ten-minute tag-team battle." Xia Jinyuan nodded slightly and signaled his comrades to surround Ye Jian again. When Ye Jian was surrounded again, Xia Jinyuan, who was standing outside, heaved a long sigh of relief and quietly opened his clenched hands.

The temperature was -10 degrees Celsius. His palm was filled with sweat after a brief look at Ye Jian.

The battle started. Fists met fists, legs kicked. It was all close combat.

Ye Jian was the focus of the special forces soldiers. A male soldier who had never fought with Ye Jian before punched Ye Jian in the face. Just like what T6 said, they were serious and not playing tricks.

Ye Jian dodged quickly and attacked the other party's head with her right fist. Her punch was quite fast and powerful. Her fist was like a hammer. As long as it hit someone, their nose bridge would be crooked.