Zhao Yan obviously calculated carefully, began to accumulate momentum before the start of the game, and gathered momentum to the peak the moment the bell rang.

And the step he took was also exquisite, which contained the unicorn step, although Zhao Yan's unicorn step could not be like Long Qing, one step of seven or eight meters, but when he stepped out, the distance of the unicorn step indented by dozens of centimeters also caused a trace of deviation in Chen Feng's perception.

"Why did she take such a long step?" Chen Feng couldn't understand. When Zhao Yan stepped out of his right foot, he had already calculated the landing point of the opponent's right foot and was ready to deal with it. But to her surprise, the other party's right foot landed 30 centimeters more than she imagined, why is this?

It was this distance of thirty centimeters that made Zhao Yan get closer to Chen Feng all of a sudden!

When Chen Feng hesitated, Zhao Yan looked solemn, and threw a punch, pointing directly at Chen Feng's chest!

Chen Feng was caught off guard by a miscalculation and could only retreat quickly, but his retreat was undoubtedly announcing that he had handed over the first move!

In a battle of equal strength, it is extremely important to take the lead, and Zhao Yan finally took the lead in one fell swoop through careful preparation and planning!

Then, Zhao Yan didn't stop for a moment, and quickly took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the attack unfolded like a raging storm!

Under the powerful bonus of momentum, Zhao Yan's speed seemed to be three points faster than usual, and Chen Feng only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back!

In Chen Feng's eyes, Zhao Yan is like a human god without any feelings, nothing can cause her mood swings, and nothing can hinder her progress!

Several times in the middle, Chen Feng tried to force Zhao Yan to defend with a lose-lose style of play, so as to be at a disadvantage, but Zhao Yan turned a blind eye to Chen Feng's style of playing with injuries for injuries, as if she didn't mind losing both. Instead, he forced Chen Feng to withdraw his moves and fell into a more passive situation.

This is not because Chen Feng is greedy for life and afraid of death, but because Chen Feng is in a passive situation, and it is difficult for him to exert as much as Zhao Yan who is in the initiative. Once both are really defeated, Zhao Yan's injury is definitely a minor injury, and Chen Feng is likely to be seriously injured by Zhao Yan's blow and lose his combat effectiveness! This is an unacceptable result for Chen Feng, and he still wants to win!

"She's so strong!" In the audience, Mu Lin looked at Zhao Yan, who was faster and more imposing than before, and was finally convinced.

Originally, he was still very unconvinced, thinking that the reason why he lost was only because of insufficient preparation, and he was shocked by Zhao Yan. But now that he is convinced, if he is in the ring now, he will not be much better than Chen Feng, and the result will even be worse!

Chen Feng was sweating like rain, and because he was in an extreme passivity, his energy had to be highly concentrated, analyzing each of Zhao Yan's attacks, and quickly selecting the most suitable counterattack moves, which made him consume a lot of physical energy. After only two minutes, he felt like his strength was about to fail.

Zhao Yan also noticed this, and the attack was dense and fast, leaving no gaps, and not leaving Chen Feng half a second more time!

"Do you want to solve me in the first game, it's impossible!" Chen Feng gritted his teeth.

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and insisted, he knew that as long as he could hold on until the end of the first game, he would be able to return to the same running line with Zhao Yan, although he had consumed more physical energy, but he would not easily let Zhao Yan seize the opportunity in the second game!

But at this moment, Zhao Yan suddenly jumped into the air and kicked straight to Chen Feng's chest!

Chen Feng not only did not panic, but showed a little joy, he knew that his opportunity had come! As long as he resisted Zhao Yan's blow, Zhao Yan would definitely have a slight pause when he landed, this was a good opportunity for him to recover his disadvantage and even take the lead!

Chen Feng's right hand stretched out and hit the tips of Zhao Yan's outstretched toes with a palm!

But Zhao Yan's toes were only a little on Chen Feng's palm, and after gently borrowing force, she used this as a fulcrum, and her left foot was quickly lifted up, and she kicked Chen Feng's chin in a flying way!

Chen Feng had already prepared for this move, because when he was against Mu Lin, Zhao Yan had used the same move, and Chen Feng had already watched the video of Zhao Yan against Mu Lin dozens of times!

Chen Feng tilted his head, causing Zhao Yan's kick to quickly fall short.

"Why is this kick of hers so slow?" After dodging Zhao Yan's left kick, Chen Feng's mind flashed with a trace of doubt, because this speed was not like a normal kick speed at all!

Then he knew why!

After Zhao Yan kicked up, she didn't take a backflip to the ground, but instead stopped in the air, and then, under the shocked gaze of Chen Feng's raised gaze, she slashed!

"The previous kick turned out to be a false move!" Chen Feng finally knew why Zhao Yan's upward kick was a little slow, it was because that upward kick was just a false move, and it was simply a cover for this move!

The speed of this downward chop is extremely fast, at this time, Chen Feng has no room to dodge due to his wrong judgment, and in the midst of the crisis, his head instinctively deviates to the right, avoiding the consequences of being directly shot in the head! However, the head dodges the shoulder but does not dodge! Zhao Yan's powerful downward chop fell on Chen Feng's left shoulder!

With a crisp click, Chen Feng's collarbone was directly split by Zhao Yan's foot, and he snorted, took two steps back, and stood still.

Zhao Yan didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, and stood quietly in place, looking at Chen Feng.

At this time, the bell rings, and the first game is over!

"I admit defeat!" Chen Feng glanced at Zhao Yan, and suddenly turned his head to the referee and said calmly.

His broken lock is not a fatal injury, but under this kind of injury, it is impossible to turn the tables, rather than being beaten harder, it is better to admit defeat directly.

"Are you sure?" the referee confirmed to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng nodded: "I'm sure, I admit defeat!"

The referee then pulled the two to the center, raised Zhao Yan's hand, and announced loudly: "In this game, Zhao Yan wins!"

The gymnasium exploded in an instant, and everyone stood up, shouting the name "Zhao Yan" hoarsely, because at this moment, the "No. 1 Master of Jiangcheng" was born, and she was a beautiful woman less than twenty years old!

The big screen is still scrolling in a loop playing Zhao Yan's shocking split just now, the slender legs, beautiful posture, and perfect movements make everyone fascinated.

On the live broadcast seats, the anchors of the major TV stations were excitedly announcing: "Audience friends, as you can see, Zhao Yan defeated Chen Feng undisputedly and strongly, since then, I think we can remove the beauty in Zhao Yan's title, she is the well-deserved No. 1 master in Jiangcheng!"

"Yanyan's style of play has almost reached the peak of her strength!" Long Qing said with relief.