The host's "start" shouted extremely neatly, and the end note was not very long. Still www.biquge.info when his voice echoed through the speakers, Chong Zhen had already flashed out like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

The ring more than ten meters wide seemed to him to be just a step away, and almost instantly, Chong Zheng had already rushed to Li Baifeng's approach, his right arm stretched straight, his sleeves agitated, and a dull sound of air flow agitation, slammed into his ear!

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound, it was Li Baifeng who raised his left arm to protect his side, and his forearm blocked the swift punch impartially, and the strong wind brought up by the fist blew on his face, causing his collar to shake.

Li Baifeng's expression was as usual, and his footsteps did not move in the slightest, as if this punch had not hit him at all.

Chong Zheng was not surprised, he quickly withdrew his right arm, his elbow jerked and pulled, and after a moment of momentum, his right hand clenched into a fist, spun and blasted into the opponent's lower abdomen!

"Smack!" A slight explosion sounded, and the swiftness of this punch was evident from this.

Li Baifeng's expression moved, his elbow turned, and the left arm that was blocking his ear turned and fell, just before the punch that Chong Zhen attacked, and blocked it again.

"Cannon fist." Li Baifeng's eyes narrowed, and he gently spit out two words.

If Chongzhen's movements were not obvious at the beginning, it can be attributed to the anger and the desire to kill the enemy, and the next two punches have completely exposed his fist path. The punches are more and more rapid and domineering, and there is a sound of anger between the moves, which is obviously very different from Chongzhen's always feminine and ruthless boxing skills, thinking of the information that Zhang Minyun once sent him, Li Baifeng naturally guessed that he should use Xu Nong's cannon fist.

The corners of Chongzhen's mouth pulled up a sneer, and he withdrew the blocked right fist to his side, and said coldly: "Then use your radio gymnastics." ”

"As you wish." Li Baifeng smiled.

"Hoo !!!"

Before he could finish speaking, his right arm was already raised high, and it fell suddenly at a speed that was almost invisible, with a strong wind whistling, and fell heavily on Chongzhen's neck.

At this time, there was still that kind smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was no sign of a brazen attack at all.

This style is what Li Baifeng called the finishing technique of "National Primary and Secondary School Students' Radio Gymnastics, the Fourth Type - Arm Movement", that is, the move that split Xu Nong to the stage like a gourd that day.

History, which has always been strikingly similar, has rarely led to a different outcome this time.

Chong Zheng stepped back to the right, twisting his waist, and dodged the blow without a moment's control, while raising his left arm horizontally and pushing it back to the side of the opponent's arm, hoping to use this castration to drive his center of gravity and then defeat him.

Li Baifeng missed the blow with a blow, his body shook suddenly, he really didn't expect Chong Zhen to dodge - at least not completely, at this time, there was a violent thrust from the outside of his arm, he simply followed this thrust, his footsteps turned, his waist twisted, and when his body turned, all the power was transferred to his left arm, and he threw it at Chong Zhen's neck!

This trick can be said to be very risky.

Although he continued to spin in a way that transferred the power of nowhere to fall and the power pushed by the opponent at the punch, at the same time, due to the rotation of his body, he also left his back to the enemy, if this move fell on the opponent, it would certainly be able to stun him or even hit him hard, but if the opponent caught the flaw, it was not necessarily who fell.

Chong Zheng has so much experience in fighting, he naturally found the problem, his mind was racing, and he realized in an instant that if he forced his attack at this moment, he would definitely not be able to avoid that blow, and then it would be an injury for an injury. So he decisively chose to give up, and as soon as he made a mistake, he withdrew and retreated.

This is due to the nature of the heart, if it is Xu Nong who is standing here, he will definitely make a move without thinking at this moment, who will fall down, and Chong Zhen is not, although he is now using a fierce cannon fist, but his fist is a feminine and ruthless way from the bones, and he is accustomed to waiting for an opportunity to move, and he will kill with one blow. As for exchanging injuries for injuries and hurting each other desperately, it's really not his character, and he can't do it.

Of course, it can't be said that this is wrong, because Xu Nong, who dared to hurt each other, was already lying in the hospital, and Chongzhen, who had withdrawn, was intact at the moment.

- After all, they were facing a late-stage Qi refining monk who had been blessed with the great power of Vajra, a monk with the power of three bulls and a body as solid as a rock.

After forcing back Chongzhen, Li Baifeng's body shook, unloaded the strength of his body, opened his steps back and forth, and stood silently in place, quietly waiting for the other party to attack.

"Whew-"

Chong Zhen let out a long breath, a fine light flashed in his eyes, his back arched slightly, the soles of his feet touched the ground, and the whole person suddenly bounced up like a spring! The right fist was raised at the same time, and with a whistling sound, it suddenly slammed into Li Baifeng's jaw!

Bent over and get up, the fist is like thunder.

Cannon Fist - Cupola.

Skill description (incorrect): Ask you why the wind is different and soar up to 90,000 miles?

Li Baifeng's expression moved slightly, his hands clenched into fists, his wrists crossed and turned forward, and he fought towards the menacing punch, hoping to block it.

"Smack!!

The three fists met, and a violent impact sounded, and Li Baifeng's arms were slightly numb, resulting in a burst of pain. His eyebrows couldn't help but furrow, secretly frightened. You must know that with the huge power of King Kong in the late stage of qi refining, his arm is not much better than Shanyan, but despite this, he still has a feeling of paralysis under the opponent's punch, which shows how amazing the power of this punch is.

Chong Zhen's snake pupils flashed with surprise, compared to Li Baifeng's surprise, in the past, when he practiced boxing at home, a punch like this with all his strength could make obvious punch marks on the wooden man used for practice, although he didn't use all his strength this time, but he didn't even shake the other party's footsteps, which was a bit amazing.

Chong Zheng was secretly shocked in his heart, but the movements of his hands did not stop, he clenched his fists, his elbows retreated at the same time, kicked back to the ground, and took a sharp breath.

"Drink!"

Chong Zhen exhaled and let out a low roar, and his fists flipped and struck forward at the same time, crossing two arc-shaped trajectories and attacking Li Baifeng's ribs!

Both fists come out together, and the wind and thunder follow.

Cannon Fist - Drill Mountain Cannon!

The ribs are often a place for martial artists to guard closely, because most of the boxing is difficult to exercise to this place, even if it is exercised, it is relatively fragile, this type of "drilling mountain cannon" is a type of boxing method that specializes in the weakness, simple and direct, and the effect is fast.

However, Li Baifeng is not a martial artist, he is a monk.

He fights in the ring, never relying on boxing, but on magic. Logically speaking, the ribs are indeed the weakness, but the huge force of King Kong on Li Baifeng's body does not simply act on his fists and feet, but on his body. That is to say, on him, whether it is under the ribs, throat, or even eyelids, there is the blessing of the great power of Vajra.

This is a spell, an unreasonable spell.

The corners of Li Baifeng's mouth rose slightly, and he didn't retreat to defend, but instead took a wrong step to meet him, as if he had sent his weakness to someone else's hands. At the same time, his arms suddenly opened, and the erected palm knife quickly crossed and slashed towards Chong Zhen's neck!

deliberately exposed flaws, and at the same time attacked the vital points of others, this familiar scene - he is going to exchange injuries for injuries!

Chong Zheng's expression struggled for a moment, and he secretly sighed in his heart, but he still couldn't change his heart for the weakness of the other party with his neck, so he paused, and withdrew his fist again, without vomiting his strength, and suddenly withdrew, and he couldn't help but gasp a few times to calm his breath.

And Li Baifeng stood in place for a long time, looking at him with a smile.

"Heh, hehe."

Li Baifeng's gaze seemed to stimulate Chong Zhen, making him feel underestimated, he let out two annoyed laughs, and said in a low voice: "Don't you think it's very boring to fight like this?" ”

"Tell me, what's interesting?" Li Baifeng put away his smile and said without being salty.

The corners of Chongzhen's mouth hooked, and he said meaningfully: "Who are you and me, we should know each other, fighting here with your hands and feet, is there any fun in letting go of your hands?" ”

Li Baifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he naturally understood what the other party meant, this was the rhythm of not wanting to compete, but wanting to fight. To be honest, he's also a little tired of this kind of boring game, which is exactly what he wants.

But...... Li Baifeng has not forgotten an important matter.

"You mean, here?" He pointed to the audience, which was scarce but not none, and looked at Chong Zhen with a questioning expression.

Don't want to live anymore, this is?

"Of course not." Chong Zhen snorted lightly, glanced at the host, raised his right hand high, and said loudly:

"I apply - private showdown."

As soon as the words fell, there was a disgruntled shout from the audience.

"Huh? Why? What happened? ”

"How can you apply when the competition is in progress? Tease me? ”

"Isn't it? I skipped class to watch the finals, isn't this a cheat. ”

……

Chong Zheng turned a deaf ear to the complaints from the audience, he looked at the host who was sweating profusely and had a tangled face, and urged: "There is no rule that you can't apply for a private decisive battle when the game is in progress, this is a legitimate request." ”

"Wait." Without waiting for the host to speak, Li Baifeng also raised his right hand and said loudly: "What is a private decisive battle?" ”

The host thought that he was going to oppose Chongzhen's proposal, but he didn't think he was asking such a question, but due to the limitations of his duties, he still replied helplessly: "Private decisive battle, that is, under the consent of both parties to the game, in a venue without a third person present, this mode was originally prepared for people with stage phobia, there is no referee in the venue, the computer monitors the situation in the ring, and the person who falls in the ring will lose." ”

"Okay, I'll apply for a private showdown too." Li Baifeng nodded, originally he was still worried that the referee might be biased towards Chong Zhen in a private duel, but since it was computer monitoring, there was nothing to worry about.

The host sighed helplessly, he didn't want to set such a precedent, but there was indeed no explicit prohibition in the regulations, plus both parties agreed, he couldn't say anything more, so he had to announce:

"I'm sorry, because the two sides of the competition applied for a private showdown, this competition ends here, and the final result will be notified to you after the private showdown, I hope you will bear with me."

However, the audience's grievances could not be calmed down with such a sentence, and they complained loudly.

"Huh? What? It's too disappointing. ”

"I came here skipping class, how can you do this?"

……

"If anyone is dissatisfied, you can tell me." Chong Zheng said coldly, and the narrow snake pupils scanned back and forth in the crowd, releasing a wave of kind gaze.

Everyone closed their mouths in silence, and then remembered that the person standing on the stage was not a good character to talk to, so they turned around and left one after another.

Xia Lingying dared to accuse Chongzhen in public, but now she naturally won't be afraid of him, she stood motionless, looking at Li Baifeng with a worried face.

Li Baifeng waved his hand, showed a bright smile, signaling that she didn't have to worry, and then turned around and left with Chongzhen and the host.

Since it is a private decisive battle, it will naturally not be in a crowded place like Lutai Square. And this place is also coincidental, it is the North Mountain Tower.

Not counting the terrace, the Beishan Building has five floors, each floor has a different functional area, covering learning, leisure, competition, life and other aspects, the fifth floor of the Beishan Building is the competition area, which has a number of competition rooms, equipped with computer monitoring, can be used for private battles.

In the last club competition, Chongzheng won the right to use the Beishan Building Terrace on behalf of the Beast Boxing Club, and now walking in the Beishan Building, he is naturally familiar with the road, and Li Baifeng has just arrived, so he can only silently follow the host, looking east and west.

"Here we are." In a short time, the three of them had already reached the fifth floor, and the host stopped in front of a closed room, he took out a card from his body, scratched it on a high-end-looking machine in front of the door, and lowered his head for a while before the door slowly opened.

"Uh, that," the host pushed open the door, did not go in, but stood in front of the door, looked at the two people who were far away from each other, and habitually reminded: "Friendship first, competition second." In addition, although it is a competition, it is also legally responsible for being disabled and dying. ”

After saying that, he nodded in greeting, stood to the side, and made a "please" gesture.

The two looked at each other and walked in side by side.

The door slowly closed behind him, and Li Baifeng looked at the layout inside with interest: the room was about the size of four basketball courts, very spacious, in the middle was a ring covered with a red carpet, there was no superfluous furnishings around, there were no windows on the four walls, and the torch-shaped wall lamps on the walls emitted soft light, illuminating the room brightly.

Li Baifeng looked at it and walked into the ring, and asked, "If you make a mess here, how will you explain it?" ”

"It's okay, let go, how do you think this so-called private showdown for 'stage phobia' patients came about? Not for monks yet? Chong Zhen jumped into the ring and said disdainfully.

"Really?" Li Baifeng's brows appeared with joy, he looked at Chongzhen with a smile, and said, "Then I'll rest assured." ”