Chapter Seventy-Two: Battle Intent Soars to the Sky (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)

The place of the event is in a certain club, a very empty field, which must be commonly used for competitive competitions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In addition to Xie Qinglan, the other two are tall and fat, the tall one is called Yuan Zhen, and the fat one is called Guo Jianghu. Letting the waiter leave, Tian Fang looked at everyone and smiled, "How about it, who will come first?" ”

Martial arts competition is not a meal and beanie, nor is it a child's play, and you can't laugh and play. Xie Qinglan stepped forward directly and looked at Deng Yanfei. In fact, Deng Yanfei didn't want to play so early, he also wanted to see the situation of other people, but in the face of this situation, he had nothing to shirk.

Tian Fang watched the two of them come on the field and said, "Let's compete and fight, and the point is up." ”

Xie Qinglan waved her hand, "Don't move the real thing, let's talk about it." ”

Deng Yanfei was thundered by her words, but it is normal for a female national art master to have a personality, and ordinary girls who like to fight and kill. He bowed his hand, and then his breath fell, and the whole person looked calm and unremarkable, as quiet as a virgin.

The whole venue suddenly fell silent, and Lu Guanting and the others retreated to the edge and watched quietly. Seeing this, Xie Qinglan stretched out her right hand forward, shook her feet, and a light movement appeared.

Anyone who has practiced martial arts will definitely feel very familiar when they see Xie Qinglan's action, the starting style of Xingyi Boxing. Speaking of Xingyi Boxing, almost all people who practice martial arts do not know it.

Huaguo's three major internal boxing, Tai Chi, Xingyi, Bagua, famous. Tai Chi is both rigid and soft, the shape and meaning are as fast as lightning, and the gossip is majestic. If you want to practice, in addition to hard work, you must also have a good talent.

Xie Qinglan's starting gesture can make Deng Yanfei see a lot of things from it, and what follows is one hundred and two percent vigilance. If you don't make a move, you will hurt someone if you make a shot.

Deng Yanfei can also do a little, but he is not proficient, in fact, in the final analysis, he is a wild way, he can point to Xingyi, Tai Chi, and Bajiquan, but he is not proficient in these, after all, he is not orthodox in learning.

The two looked at each other, with a distance of six meters in between, and Deng Yanfei's standing at the beginning also changed to a state of half-squatting and stepping, which was more conducive to his defense or counterattack.

After observing each other for a long time, Xie Qinglan made a move, and one of her arrow steps, her hands were like swords, straight into Deng Yanfei's chest. Deng Yanfei put his hands on it, and suddenly felt a pain in his hands, and the stab was not flesh and blood, but a steel sword.

The two of them fought each other, Xie Qinglan's gesture changed, she bent and twisted like a snake, and her fingertips stabbed Deng Yanfei's face sharply, and the movement was so fast that it was staggering. This kind of change is the difference between ordinary martial arts practitioners and real masters, if ordinary people make this kind of move to Deng Yanfei, he can get out with a light struggle.

Xie Qinglan not only got rid of Deng Yanfei's hands, but even restrained the other party. Deng Yanfei admired in his heart, it was really Xingyi Boxing, the Xingyi Fist with his backhand turned and hit his whole body with both hands really deserved his name.

He didn't dodge either, his right leg raised his foot and pulled it back and stomped it, his body was like a bow, and a brute force surged, forcing Xie Qinglan's body to follow Deng Yanfei to sink, Deng Yanfei's head and neck formed a line, which could avoid the opponent's sword.

With the bow in place, he hurriedly changed his moves, his hands turned outward, and the eagle claws grabbed Xie Qinglan's wrist like a hook. Xie Qinglan had to take lunges at this time in order not to lose the balance of her body's center of gravity, and her face did not change when she saw this, and her arms shook, like a loach slippery, but full of resilience.

The two of them are constantly fighting each other, you come and go, in just a few breaths, more than a dozen moves have passed. Deng Yanfei gradually couldn't hold on, Xingyi Quan itself was so close to the hand exercises that were powerful, he became a monk halfway, and he relied on his strong and unbelievable body to compete.

He had to get out, or he would be trapped by it.

But it was a little difficult to break free in such a situation, I didn't expect the other party to be so difficult before, because Deng Yanfei had little experience. As he coped, he thought about how to get out. Xie Qinglan felt that Deng Yanfei's strength was exhausted, and she turned her hands in an orderly manner. Only the other party had an oversight, and she grabbed both hands, and the victory was in her hands.

Between masters, victory and defeat are only a fraction of a second, and one negligence will determine the entire outcome.

Deng Yanfei naturally won't admit defeat easily, and besides, he hasn't reached that point yet. He squatted on his left foot, almost all the weight of his body was pressed here, and at the moment when he flipped his wrist with Xie Qinglan, his right leg suddenly struck up, hitting Xie Qinglan's half-squatting left leg. Xie Qinglan is also a female man, she doesn't hum, the strength in her hands skyrockets, she suppresses Deng Yanfei's hands with her backhand, grabs her wrists, and squeaks.

"Not good." Deng Yanfei's left hand was slightly numb, knowing that his hand was injured, but his mind turned, and the true qi arrived instantly, and the pain disappeared. His hands were countered, he didn't care at all, his mind moved slightly, his hands were soft and boneless, and he was out of control in the blink of an eye, slapped the ground with strength, kicked his feet on the ground, and left Xie Qinglan to stand up from a few meters away.

Xie Qinglan got up, looked at Deng Yanfei strangely, frowned and asked, "Talented?" Or is it bone shrinking? ”

Deng Yanfei thought for a moment and said, "Talent." ”

"It's amazing." Xie Qinglan nodded, then bowed slightly, stepped over in a few steps, and watched her movements carefully, although the bow was like a leopard, but the head and neck were in a line, and the jaw was retracted, like a sharp sword, with a dazzling edge.

"That's not right!" Deng Yan squinted violently, his face changed suddenly, his left foot retreated, his hands were wrapped forward, it was too late to think about it at this time, and there was a faint roar in his ears, and a giant seemed to cover the world and cover him.

So fast! It's so fierce! So domineering!

Lu Guanting and the others watched intently, and in their eyes, it was a different scene at this moment. When Deng Yanfei retreated, the distance between the two changed from six meters to less than four meters. Xie Qinglan: This seems to be a few steps, but in fact, there is only one and a half steps.

And just when she was half a step behind, she made a move, her body was as straight as an arrow, but her right shoulder sank, and the right side was hidden, half a step and a step, and her right arm was like a dragon breaking the sea, fierce and majestic.

A word flashed in Deng Yanfei's mind, and his hands moved softly, like a spring breeze, which made people feel warm. When he collided with Xie Qinglan's right fist, he became as resolute as King Kong in an instant, and the two were like swords hitting each other, you are dead or alive.

But it was only for a moment, Deng Yanfei snorted, and the movements in his hands were still the same, but they turned back to that kind of tenderness like water, wanting to melt Xie Qinglan's steel armor and iron fist.

Xie Qinglan's castration is unabated, even if Deng Yanfei wraps his fists with both hands, his fists are still moving forward, nothing can stop him, and everything that is blocked will be destroyed.

It's like a slow-motion replay of a TV series, and it's like a flash of lightning. Deng Yanfei made a muffled sound, and with a bang, he took a few steps back, shaking his right arm, while Xie Qinglan also staggered a little and took a few steps back.

The two stood apart again, their eyes looking at each other, and their fighting spirit soared into the sky.