When all the fists and feet are thoroughly integrated, Ding Ling will naturally choose to end this competition cleanly.

"Cai Jiaquan!"

The fist changed.

From vast and fierce to cunning and vicious.

Zhang Feiyan was tired of coping, and after dozens of rounds, a cold sweat broke out on her back.

Looking at Ding Ling's eyes, his eyes were full of incredulity.

He really couldn't figure out how a person could specialize in several completely different boxing techniques to Dacheng naturally enter the realm of instinct!

It's incredible.

However, what made him even more unbelievable was that.

Ding Ling's fist transformation, this is just the beginning!

"Wind Gate Fist!"

The fist technique is as erratic as the wind, and it is difficult to catch traces.

Zhang Feiyan seemed to be being walked by Ding Ling's dog, and she was sweating profusely.

"Baguazhang!"

The fist suddenly changed to the palm method, and the palm momentum was amazing, as if there was gossip falling, and people were trapped in one side.

Zhang Feiyan might as well have a swollen eye!

His aching teeth were exposed, and he instinctively opened his mouth to admit defeat.

But Ding Ling's palm technique changed again, and the palm wind was deeply aura, and a scorching breath came to his face, beating his words back stiffly.

"Iron Sand Palm!"

"Lion's Palm!"

"Python Palm!"

"Serial Palm!"

……

All kinds of palm techniques and fist techniques are constantly changing!

With the light spirit method of flying eaves and walking on the wall, Ding Ling beat Zhang Feiyan to the end, and the whole person couldn't touch the edge, like a passer who was knocked out by the eighteen Arhats!

"Bang bang bang!"

The last few collisions.

Zhang Feiyan couldn't support it anymore, so she flew backwards, waved her hand and shouted:

"I throw in the towel!"

[Earn the Medal of Achievement: You have won Zhang Feiyan's recognition!] 】

[Note: You defeated Zhang Feiyan head-on!] And let Zhang Feiyan deeply realize what is a real fist and foot kung fu master!

Your fists and feet are changeable, and every kind of fist and kick kung fu has entered the realm!

Zhang Feiyan was dizzying and breathtaking.

Your kung fu completely convinced him!

At the same time, it also gave birth to infinite confusion and incomprehension in his heart.

It's just that he doesn't understand very much, why you are so young, why do you have so much fist and foot kung fu! Each of them has also been cultivated to a high and profound realm.

This is very shocking and incredible for him!

He will surely ask you for advice on fist and foot kung fu. It's just that in front of everyone's eyes and the army, he can't erase this face. Maybe if you meet again in private in the future, he won't be polite to you! 】

The chime protrudes.

Ding Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.

He also thought that Zhang Feiyan could not have an achievement medal on his body, but he didn't expect another one.

Then why didn't the other bandits?

Or maybe they do, but they don't fight against them? So didn't get it?

Ding Ling was a little eager to try.

He wanted to see if he could get the Medal of Achievement by defeating those bandits.

But now is not the time to think about this.

He suppressed the thoughts in his heart, looked at Zhang Feiyan, and arched his hand with a smile:

"Leader Zhang, I have conceded."

"Huh."

Zhang Feiyan smiled bitterly:

"General Ding is a scholar of heaven and man, and martial arts are all over the sky, which is really admirable. I'm not as good as you, but I can't fake it. ”

He sighed:

"If we have the opportunity in the future, I hope we can sit down and have a drink."

"Definitely."

Ding Ling nodded.

He glanced at the people panel:

[1: Defeat more than 20 powerhouses in the plane: 5/20.]

Jumped forward a square.

It seems that defeating Zhang Feiyan is also counted.

Really.

As long as you reach the first-class general, you can be regarded as a powerhouse in the plane!

Ju Yi, Zhang He, Gao Lan, Zhao Zilong, plus Zhang Feiyan!

There are five strong men.

Only fifteen more battles are needed to complete this first God of War progress. I don't know what wonderful changes will happen when the time comes?

Ding Ling was looking forward to it.

"In that case, then I will take my leave."

Zhang Feiyan's face was hot.

In full view.

In front of the leaders of the Montenegrin army and the elite legions.

His best fist and foot kung fu faced Ding Ling, which can be described as a complete defeat!

Bloodbathed all the way!

Everyone else could see that Ding Ling had left his hand, Zhang Feiyan reacted at the moment, thought about it carefully, and naturally noticed this.

He was shocked and thought:

'If Ding Ling doesn't keep his hand, how many rounds can I last?' It's terrible, this guy, he started cultivating in his mother's womb, and he won't be so powerful. How on earth did he possess this terrifying martial art? ’

Moreover, he noticed that Ding Ling's fist technique, body method, and martial arts control could be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

Ten **, he was used as a whetstone by Ding Ling.

Come to think of it.

His face couldn't help but be a little ugly.

But Ding Ling and Zhao Yun are too fierce, and with two thousand soldiers to respond, he can't win at all, if Ding Ling goes crazy, he Zhang Feiyan will most likely die here.

He saw this clearly, so that even if he felt very humiliated and his majesty was damaged, he could only endure depression, and he would lead the crowd away.

Now that the minimum goal has been reached, you can go.

What he was annoyed and regretted was that he really shouldn't have impulsively agreed to Ding Ling's martial arts competition, which made him very passive now!

He originally thought that he would win with his fists and feet, but the reality was such a slap in the face! In the future, he will no longer be qualified to say that he is the first in kung fu with fists and feet!

"Leader Zhang, wait a minute."

Ding Ling shouted.

"How?"

Zhang Feiyan's expression tightened, and said:

"General Ding, don't you want to regret it?"

"Not really."

Ding Ling looked at Lei Gong and other generals with blazing eyes:

"I just want to single out all the generals except you. Can you please get them on together. I want to try where my extreme force is. ”

In the end, it's about achieving the medal.

But Ding Ling is not good at speaking blatantly, so he can only find an excuse at will.

“……！”

Zhang Feiyan was stunned.

Lei Gong and other generals were surprised and looked sideways, but soon a wave of aggrieved anger suddenly burned to the top of their heads.

Lei Gong's temper was the most upright and fiery, and he couldn't help but say:

"One man wants to beat the combination of so many of us! Even Pan Feng may not be able to do it. General Ding, why are you? ”

If the battlefield is rushed and killed, Lei Gong and his party scatter to face Ding Ling, they will definitely die.

But join forces to confront each other.

They think they will win!

There are many ants that can bite and kill elephants!

They're not ants!

It's a real second-rate general! And many of them have reached the pinnacle of the second rate! It's just one kick away from breaking into the top-class!

So many, dozens of bosses!

Ding Ling wants to go it alone?!

"Can you do it, you won't know until you fight."

Ding Ling's full-level acting skills were launched, he looked at all directions, domineering and wanton, and laughed loudly:

"Leaders don't dare, do they?"

"Huh."

A man beside Lei Gong was holding a mace, and he was the first to jump out with a sneer:

"I want to try General Ding's level!"

"I'm also here to meet General Ding."