With a loud bang, Zhou Ning's flying kick and Lin Zhigao's flying kick collided together, and the two flew back at the same time.

"What else do you have to do......

Zhou Ning's eyes were cold, he clicked on the stake behind him, and kicked it again, Lin Zhigao breathed heavily, his eyes stared at Zhou Ning tightly, and in an instant, his toes also clicked on the stake behind him, turned his body sideways, and kicked down towards the whirlwind in front. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lin Zhigao made this time is the Shaanxi red boxing he learned when he traveled in the north, he is good at a hundred schools of boxing, for all kinds of boxing has long been mastered, at this time, with the loud cheers, the whole body's strength, experience has been used, the two of their fists and feet collided in the air again, making a loud muffled sound.

"The ghost kicks to grab people first, sweeps the red fist before the supplement, lifts the back arch and makes up the split, and pierces the elbow and relies on the wonderful ...... What a Shaanxi red fist! Cen Guhong couldn't help but praise loudly.

"Well played!" In the stands, everyone was also dazzled and couldn't help but cheer continuously.

Zhou Ning and Lin Zhigao fought a few moves in the air, and the two of them each took a few steps back and landed on the same thin wooden stake.

Narrow roads, narrow roads, drizzle...... The air battle finally turned into a land battle, Lin Zhigao exhaled, let out a short crane chirp in his mouth, clicked the wooden stake with his legs, flapped his wings with both hands, and rushed towards Zhou Ning like a predatory white crane......

"Heh, even the White Crane Fist can do it, and it's good. It's a talent. Lin Yaofu, the master of the White Crane Gate, looked at Lin Zhigao's boxing skills, smiled faintly, and asked, "Yin Lin, how do you think his boxing skills compare to yours?" ”

"Other punches are stronger than me, White Crane Fist...... It's not enough to go to class. Wang Yinlin said quietly.

On the VIP seat on the side, Tang Dianqing picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

"It's a beautiful fight, but Zhou Ning hasn't used real kung fu yet." Tang Dianqing said lightly.

"Why? Grandpa, could it be that he is not good at air combat? Tang Kefan asked a little strangely.

"Heh, if he only has this ability, he won't be able to win against your Uncle Yu."

Facing Lin Zhigao's rushing figure, Zhou Ning seemed to have expected it, his back flicked, and at the same time, he forcibly moved a small step to the left, borrowing some strength, so as to pounce forward, while stepping on the air, the other foot stepped on the fine wood behind Lin Zhigao, and when he passed by Lin Zhigao, it was like dancing a standard roundabout dance. Lin Zhigao pecked his hand, but Zhou Ning clasped the opponent's wrist with his grappling hand. Both of them projected each other's figures between their pupils.

"Good skills!" Facing Zhou Ning's grappler, Lin Zhigao withdrew abruptly, ready to fight back, but Zhou Ning kicked it over. Lin Zhigao's offensive that had just been brewed was blocked by Zhou Ning's kick almost immediately, his footsteps stopped the momentum, and he was forced to retreat, and he used the Five Elements Technique of Crane Eating Fist to parry slightly. Zhou Ning took a step forward, Lin Zhigao stepped back, the retreat momentum was getting faster and faster, and the fist in his hand was also getting faster and faster.

Listening to the "squeak", the thin wooden stake finally could not support the weight of two people, and broke on the spot. Zhou Ning and Lin Zhigao fell heavily into the glass ring one after the other.

There was a loud bang.

At the same time that the two of them landed on the glass ring, they stepped on the tempered glass on the ground, and only a moment later, in the air, dust, oil stains, raindrops, and glass chips splashed everywhere, and the glass ring that the two stepped on shattered into a monstrous snow wave, shattered.

In the loud noise, the spectators in the stands were speechless, and most of them were people who liked to watch the national martial arts competition, but in the current situation, they were also scared stupid, and their eyes were wide open and they didn't know what to do, and they screamed out after a while.

"Good!!"

There was an incense burner under the collapsed glass ring, and the two people who were run over at the first time rolled out with a gurgling roll. Pay attention to the throwing bomb, shaking and other throughput and floating techniques, and are the best at close fighting, but between the two of them in close combat, his white crane fist against Zhou Ning's Cai Li Buddha boxing was beaten back in a blink of an eye, and the advantage was gone. In the monstrous glass snow waves, Zhou Ning just landed on the ground, and he steadied his horse step and punched again. Lin Zhigao staggered suddenly, and made a move to get drunk and drunk in the Eight Immortals, Lu Dongbin was drunk and lifted the pot, jumped sideways, Zhou Ning's inch fist waved over his head, and the top of his head was cold, and the next moment, Zhou Ning steadied his horse steps, his steps alternated, and the fist wind roared like a tiger, and a cannon fist came towards this side.

There was a loud bang, Lin Zhigao's fist was crushed head-on, and the whole person retreated backwards, Rao is dodge in time, but there was still a sharp pain from the tiger's mouth, and there was an illusion that it was about to crack.

Behind him was a wave of glass snow that was still collapsing, Zhou Ning knocked Lin Zhigao away with a punch, and his body stopped slightly, looked down at the oil stains on his body, pouted, supported the ground slightly with his hand, and then rushed forward. At this time, Lin Zhigao stiffened up with a carp, jumped up, and opened his fist again - some discerning people could see that this was the iron line fist in Cai Li Fo's fist.

At the same time as Zhou Ning rushed over, the power that had been brewing before exploded at the same time, and his feet suddenly arched up, exerting force, like a tense bowstring. Then, there was a four-door slap and slammed towards Lin Zhigao.

As soon as this punch came out, there was a tiger roaring in mid-air, and the big screen at the scene was frozen at the fist where Zhou Ning and Lin Zhigao collided, where it seemed that circles of impact could be seen spreading outward.

"It's four doors again!"

The corners of Wang Yinlin's eyes twitched slightly, this move was stronger than when he fought him that day.

In Wang Yinlin's eyes, and even Cen Guhong and Shen Rou, who were watching, were a little stunned, the sound of a tiger roaring through the wind flashed, and Zhou Ning's fist collided with Lin Zhigao fiercely.

Kicking and staring, Lin Zhigao took three steps back in a row, and sat down on the ground. It was only at this time that Lin Zhigao felt a terrifying spiral energy rushing into his meridians, raging everywhere.

What kind of martial arts is this? It was completely impossible to resist, completely defenseless.

He looked at Zhou Ning in amazement and wanted to stand up, but the blood in his body was boiling, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

What kind of martial arts is this? In the stands, Cen Guhong was stunned and looked at the field in disbelief.

"Concession." Zhou Ning said lightly and walked towards the outside of the ring, and at this moment, the fragile glass ring let out a final roar and completely collapsed.

"The master is really cool." Lin Su's face turned red with excitement and shouted loudly.

Chen Zhen was also excited: "This is called a real man who never looks back at the explosion, second senior brother, you still have to learn a little." ”

At this time, the referee came back to his senses and hurriedly announced the result: "In the first game of the semifinals, Zhou Ningsheng of Taiji Martial Arts Hall." ”

When Zhou Ning stepped out of the ring, the cheers of the audience reached their peak.