The first studio of SBS is already full of people at the moment, crowded with staff watching live fighting, many of them are involved in the gambling game opened by the dealer, and everyone is silent when they see the Huaxia police in the video being beaten in reality and are powerless.

Outside the window, the weather was a little hazy, large dark clouds were piling up over the city, and a wave of anger was brewing.

Zhang Biyue, who was dressed in white, was supposed to be waiting for makeup and the next rehearsal in Studio 2, this was her first fan meeting in South Korea, and of course she had to pay special attention.

She was still thinking about the details of a new song, and she didn't pay attention for a while, and pushed open the side door of Studio 1 by mistake.

"Huh? What's going on here? Zhang Biyue was taken aback by the overcrowded No. 1 studio, and couldn't help but say.

The atmosphere here is so weird, it doesn't look like it's a show! Everyone stared intently in the same direction. Zhang Biyue also took a look.

However, just by this glance, she immediately couldn't extricate herself!

"That person, is that him? Is that him? Zhang Biyue saw the boy in the ring at a glance who had made her heartstrings pull.

The scene of the last farewell is still vivid, sitting at the piano and singing, he is sitting behind the curtain of the stage, listening quietly.

The intersecting eyes, looking at each other and smiling, are unforgettable!

Unexpectedly, the second meeting between the two was in the brightly lit ring, you were beaten up above, and I was watching you below. It's really unpredictable, life is impermanent!

Zhang Biyue was happy and sad, happy that she had no place to find her iron shoes, and finally saw him again, and she was worried that he was beaten in the ring, and she was very worried about herself.

"No! I'm going to figure it out! Zhang Biyue saw that Ling Qingfeng's appearance was really pitiful, and the girl's heart was suddenly full of a sense of responsibility.

She looked around, then quietly walked over to the audio console and picked up a microphone. Taking advantage of the fact that the voice controller's attention was all in the ring, he stretched out his little hand and pushed the volume of the microphone up.

Then, Zhang Biyue squatted in the shadow of the corner under the voice console. sang an encouragement to someone with her unique girlish voice, which is a classic Chinese old song "Men Should Be Self-Improvement".

Pride in the face of ten thousand waves

Bloody like the red sun

The gall is made of iron and bones, such as steel

Thousands of minds and long visions

I work hard to be a good man

Be a good man and be self-reliant every day

Hot-blooded men shine brighter than the sun

Let Haitian gather energy for me

Go and break new ground for my ideals

Let the blue waves be tall and strong, and see the blue sky vast and majestic

I'm a man, and I should be self-reliant

When Zhang Biyue's singing voice came into his ears, Ling Qingfeng suddenly became energetic!

The singing voice was so familiar that he instantly forgot that it was a foreign country thousands of miles away, and only felt that this singing voice was very comfortable. It was very angry, just like thousands of Chinese compatriots standing behind him, and a strong national spirit arose.

"If you want to go to my Lang Huaxia to challenge, you have to pass my level first!"

Ling Qingfeng finally spoke, his tone was firm and powerful, he had already turned himself into a majestic mandao, as true as iron, dignified and powerful, and inviolable!

Nie Qianzhong narrowed his eyes, he was very keenly aware of the changes that had occurred in his opponent's body, since the strange song just now sounded. The momentum on this kid's body skyrocketed, as if he had changed to another person.

"He's crazy and let him be crazy, and the breeze blows the hills!" Ling Qingfeng's face was full of excitement, and he started to swim in the gossip steps under his feet, and ran around Nie Qianzhong.

Nie Qianxin was vigilant, saw the opportunity, roared, and kicked sideways, this leg was very urgent, and the attack range was wider.

"He's on his toes. The moon shines on the river! Ling Qingfeng's figure suddenly stopped, he didn't think about it, and punched out with all his strength!

This punch went straight into the palace, and it collided with Nie Qianzhong's kick.

Bang! Both are dark at the same time. No one can help anyone.

Nie Qianzhong was extremely unhappy, he had been playing with this opponent in the palm of his hand just now, how could he be able to share the other party with him in a blink of mind?

At this moment, Ling Qingfeng had already realized in his heart, and he had figured out the simplest truth. Even if the other party can secretly exert strength even if his whole body is vigorous, so what? I just rely on a pair of fists, soldiers to block fists, water to block fists, no matter what you come to, I am a pair of old fists to block! Master is playing with you today, see who takes it first!

Ling Qingfeng would be like being beaten with chicken blood, because he had already heard it, and it was Zhang Biyue's voice wafting in the studio!

The girl is on the scene, Lao Tzu would rather die than lose! It's too embarrassing to lose in front of my sister!

The bloody singing voice made Nie Qianzhong a little uncomfortable, and his calves were faintly sore, he knew that this was the result of the collision of dark energy, but this time it also stimulated the ferocity in his bones!

The clash between the strong is the heaviest momentum, and the momentum of the other party cannot be allowed to continue to skyrocket! This time, you must be heavy-handed, even if you kill him on the spot! I will never give him another chance!

Ling Qingfeng also has the same mind as his opponent at this moment, he can't drag it out any longer, one move will determine life and death! Take advantage of the enthusiasm just now, come up with the strongest killing move, and kill him in one go!

The eyes of the two collided fiercely, and only each other was left in each other's eyes.

Nie Qianzhong took two steps in a row, and the third step took off into the air, and he only jumped in front of Ling Qingfeng. The whole person is like a Pegasus in the air, with light movements and vigorous strength.

Hua Hanyi, who was under the ring, saw this action, and his eyes narrowed directly.

The other party hurriedly left the ground and took the initiative to give up the change of center of gravity relying on the field, either he suddenly lost his mind and went crazy, or he used a secret killing move! Ling Qingfeng, you have to be careful! ”

Hua Hanyi yelled in his heart, if he wasn't afraid that Ling Qingfeng would be distracted, he would have shouted directly.

Nie Qianzhong's style is indeed the ultimate killer move in the god-level taekwondo, the Pegasus Serial White Emperor Chong!

With his powerful ability to stay in the air, he is able to kick five consecutive kicks in mid-air, and these five kicks include three dark energy combos.

The first blow is directly containing dark energy to break through the opponent's defense, the second and third blows are false moves, using fast legs to force the opponent to retreat and block while using force, the fourth and fifth strikes are both legs in a row to play dark energy, forcing the opponent into a desperate way, and kicking directly to death!

Five consecutive kicks in the air plus three dark energy, after this move is completed, even if it is Nie Qianzhong, his physical strength will be exhausted, and he must be lucky for half a day to recover.

This is the trick that Nie Qianzhong learned at the god-level gym to press the bottom of the box, he didn't want to use it at this time, but this Ling Qingfeng is like a tenacious little strong, no matter how he fights, he can only make a strong move!

The opponent stepped in the air, like thunder, Ling Qingfeng was not afraid, in Zhang Biyue's generous singing, the wrong horse sank his waist and pulled out the posture, with the spine as the bow, the waist as the string, and the fist as the arrow, and slammed it with a fist.

This punch was thrown, and Ling Qingfeng only felt that his body had never felt more comfortable than before, as if the strength of his whole body had smashed out with this punch.

Fist intent and dark energy at the same time! These two originally unrelated forces merged into one place, twisting into a new force that had never been seen before.

The fist intent is the manifestation of the spiritual power of the boxer.

Dark energy is the eruption of physical strength and mind.

Ling Qingfeng's punch has achieved the unity of ** and spirit, or an amazing synchronization.

The power of this punch is not limited to dark energy, nor is it just affecting the opponent's spirit with fist intent, but it crosses the boundary between the two and turns into a new power.

Bang! The fists and feet intersected, and Nie Qianzhong's body in mid-air suddenly froze, this leg contained dark energy, and he kicked the opponent's fist, and the two forces exploded, causing his body to pause for a moment in mid-air.

Nie Qianzhong didn't want to think about it, and instinctively turned around and walked out of his legs, which was a natural reaction that had been tempered a lot. He never has to think about his moves, and the various techniques of taekwondo have been soaked into his bones.

However, this time, he miscalculated, and his body instinct actually deceived himself?

The second blow of the Pegasus Serial White Emperor Chong should have used his fast legs to kick the opponent and regain his center of gravity, and then released a violent fourth blow, the fifth blow!

But this second blow was kicked in the air, and it was clear that the opponent was in front of him, why? It's obviously not possible!

Nie Qianzhong's face was stunned, he didn't understand, could it be that he had seen the hell in the daytime? Or is there something wrong with your body?

Rumble! Nie Qianzhong was broken, and he was extremely embarrassed. The strand fell into the ring.

Ling Qingfeng threw a straight punch, his arm still staying in the air, and a white mist faintly appeared from his fist, which was the water vapor produced by the evaporation of a large amount of sweat.

Nie Qianzhong supported the ground with one hand, turned over suddenly, and said with a frightened face: "What kind of fist strength are you?" ”

Ling Qingfeng didn't answer, just stared at his fist.

At this moment, Ling Qingfeng's heart had already realized that his fist strength had finally become great!

Nie Qianzhong gritted his teeth violently, stepped out with his left foot, and planned to make another Pegasus Serial White Emperor Chong, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that this Huaxia kid could break his own nirvana!

Boom! The audience was shocked, because everyone saw that Nie Qianzhong actually stepped on his left foot with his right foot, and then fell to the ground with a heavy head.

This wrestling was not heavy, but Nie Qianzhong was shocked, he didn't understand, what was wrong with him? I have never read a single book that records my current situation.

Nie Qianzhong still didn't give up, gritted his teeth and stood up again, with a little luck, the dark energy in his body was like a needle, and there was no problem.

But when he took a step forward, something strange happened again. Nie Qianzhong couldn't grasp the center of gravity of his body at all, and fell to the ground again.

It's such a strange feeling! Obviously there is no problem, how can you not control your body?

Under the gaze of all the audience's round eyes, Nie Qianzhong stood up again and carefully raised his legs and took a small step.

This time, he stood firm! Taking a deep breath, he decided not to use such a big move as Pegasus Serial White Emperor Chong for the time being, so he used his dark energy to kill the other party honestly.

Ling Qingfeng stood in place, motionless, as if he had exhausted his strength. (To be continued.) )