The spiritual energy has revived, and all the exercises I compiled have been practiced.

Chapter 65 One against Ten
Douglas MacArthur was an orphan who later joined the Navy SEALs. He changed his name because he admired MacArthur and even deliberately imitated his clothing.

Before Bai Wu appeared, he was famous in the army for his powerful fighting skills. Under the unrestricted rules, many top boxing champions could not beat him. He was proficient in killing techniques and was a true world-class fighting master. He was well-known in the army and had performed single-soldier surprise attacks and famous scenes of breaking through the enemy's formation and killing generals in several multinational joint performances. He made a name for himself in the global military and was nicknamed the Five-Star General.

After the white fog appeared, Douglas was selected into the Yellowstone Park Special Operations Base in the United States. His physical functions were greatly enhanced, and he was injected with superhuman serum and learned the Six Apertures Kung Fu. His strength became even stronger. It can be said that he was invincible in the United States.

It is much more powerful than Duke, Adam and the like.

"Valkyrie, a killing machine from a Siberian training camp, I heard your nickname is Polar Bear?" Douglas exhaled a puff of smoke. In the dark night, he didn't even take off his big sunglasses. He moved swaggeringly, as if he was not in the middle of a battlefield but in his own living room. Without any precautions, he said contemptuously: "This time in Kusai, I have always wanted to see masters from various countries, but unfortunately I have no chance to fight. Today is a good opportunity."

"How about it?"

"How about we have a one-on-one duel?"

"As long as you can withstand ten of my punches, I'll give this black slave to you."

When he spoke, his eyes were high and his tone was contemptuous and his expression was proud. He gently crushed Odebiao's body with his feet and did not take Valkyrie seriously at all.

Hearing this, a man dressed as a Japanese samurai holding a long sword following behind him immediately suggested: "Mr. Douglas, the identity of this black slave is very important, should you reconsider it?"

"Do you have any opinions?"

Douglas exhaled a puff of thick smoke onto Ichiro Oda's face. He looked down at him and spoke in a mocking tone.

"No, no."

Ichiro Oda immediately lowered his head and dared not say another word.

A surge of rage surged in the heart of Valkyrie on the opposite side.

He is also a Russian boxing master, proficient in various fighting techniques. He is also extremely talented and has a strong foundation. He is also one of the best masters in the Russian army and has earned the reputation of the Polar Bear.

He thinks he is invincible in the field of hand-to-hand combat and has few rivals.

However, he didn't expect to be looked down upon by Douglas tonight, which made him furious.

"Then let's fight ten times!"

Valkyrie took a deep breath, took off her tactical jacket, threw away everything that might affect her movements, and stood up in the most relaxed manner.

"remarkably brave!"

"Then I'll satisfy you."

Douglas chuckled softly, pushed hard with his feet, kicked Odebiao to the side, jumped twice on the spot, twisted his thick and strong neck, pushed his ten fingers outward with a crackling sound, and tilted his head slightly.

"Watch the man carefully, and wait for me for three seconds!"

The next moment.

Douglas rushed forward, there was a loud explosion on the spot, his figure was like a cannonball fired from a gun, he raised his fist and punched out.

"Come!"

puff!
The punch was so fast that it even left an afterimage.

Faced with such an explosive punch, Valkyrie couldn't react at all.

Before the battle, he thought he had made all preparations, but now he didn't even have time to react. As soon as he moved his feet or raised his hands, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the blood even rushed to a height of three feet.

Die die die die!

The brain keeps sending death signals!

Valkyrie swung her fists with all her might, but her vision became extremely blurry, her muscles were torn, her ribs were pierced, and the strength that she was proud of in the past was completely drained away. Finally, she finally touched the corner of Douglas' sleeve.

"What a polar bear, as fragile as a chicken."

"What a waste!"

Shaking off the blood from his hands, Douglas looked at Valkyrie, who had collapsed to the ground without making any sound. He sneered, "You couldn't even withstand a single punch. I really overestimated you. I don't know where you got the confidence from!"

"waste time."

After the punch, he didn't even let go of the cigarette holder in his mouth. He took a light puff, and a little orange light appeared in the dark night.

On the battlefield, no gunshots were heard for some time. In the darkness, there were only the sounds of cold weapons clashing, the muffled groans of fists hitting each other, and the screams of those lying on the ground howling.

And as he killed Valkyrie with one punch, all the sounds disappeared at this moment.

The figures who were fighting bloody battles just now suddenly stopped at this moment, seemed to have reached an agreement with each other, and slowly formed an encirclement.

"how?"

"You bunch of rubbish are not going to fight anymore?"

Douglas looked around and saw that the dozens of people still alive had reached a consensus at this moment and were ready to work together to eliminate the Americans first.

"Alright."

"I won't fight anymore. I wanted to save some energy."

"Now it seems that it doesn't matter if I waste a little time."

He put away his pipe, took off his sunglasses, and straightened the brim of his hat.

Douglas flicked his wrist, took several steps, and rushed out dozens of meters. Faced with the encirclement of masters from various countries, he actually took the lead in launching an attack.

"Follow me!"

Hundreds of meters away from the battlefield.

"The Americans are surrounded." Charlie's huge body crawled on the ground motionless, and his tone was anxious: "Mr. John, when do we start?"

"There's no rush yet."

John held a night vision telescope in his hand and kept searching the battlefield.

Unfortunately, the wasteland was overgrown with weeds and bushes, with obstacles everywhere, making it difficult to see clearly.

On the other hand, in the middle of the battlefield, Douglas was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, fighting ten people alone. No one was his match and he defeated them all with one punch.

Under his leadership.

The United States, Japan, and South Korea camps were not at a disadvantage at all when facing the combined forces of masters from various countries, and were even gradually gaining the upper hand.

The outcome was about to be decided, and some people even started to run away.

Seeing this, Charlie urged even more: “Not urgent yet?”

"If we wait any longer, the fight will be over!"

"Mr. John, Douglas is too strong. Even if all the countries join forces, they will lose. If we don't go up to help, we will not be able to defeat him in a one-on-one fight, and we won't be able to get him back!"

"I know."

John held Charlie down forcefully, his tone serious.

"Douglas is arrogant, but he is really strong. We are definitely no match for him."

"But no matter how powerful he is, he is still made of flesh and blood. He is nothing compared to modern weapons."

They had been hiding to avoid the fight, and now they had plenty of ammunition and their firepower was fierce enough.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Charlie said anxiously, clenching the gun in his hand: "Rush up now and kill everyone directly, then we will win!"

"hold on."

John's eyes were sharp as a torch, constantly observing every tiny corner of the battlefield.

“Where are the Chinese?”

(End of this chapter)