Chapter 146: Battle Qitian
Yu Wenqing had been stunned to look at Zhang Pingqian who was closing his eyes and recuperating, and a sense of frustration suddenly rose in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"I'm still inferior to him. Yu Wenqing thought with some frustration.
"You're nowhere near as domineering as him. Tang Mingkong's beautiful eyes rolled, glanced at the location of the central district, and then said calmly, "He never thought that he would take any ranking other than the first place." ā
Yu Wenqing couldn't help but lower his head, and there was some resentment and distraction in his eyes.
"Don't think too much, Shanghai District is not so easy to deal with. Tang Mingkong looked at Yu Wenqing's appearance and said calmly with relief.
"No, no, since he dares to challenge, he must have a plan, although the Shanghai District is strong, it is definitely not the opponent of the first team in the Central District!" Yu Wenqing gritted his teeth and said.
Tang Mingkong looked at Yu Wenqing, who was a little out of shape, and couldn't help but shake his head, now Yu Wenqing's heart was in chaos.
As the referee's words fell, Tang Mingkong stood up silently and walked onto the stage without fast or slow steps.
The players in the Northeast region watched Tang Mingkong come to the stage, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and reluctantly chose to abstain.
Under the pressure of the first team of Yunchuan District, the Northeast District still did not get a point in the end, so far, the total points of Yunchuan District reached the top with 19.
Then the battle between Smecta District and the Bay Area ended in the victory of the Bay Area.
Of course, no one's mind is on these games, because the next match will be the match point of the whole individual competition.
Whether it is the Shanghai District or the Central District, they are the favorites to win the championship.
As the referee's words fell, Zhang Pingqian opened his eyes, didn't think about it, got up directly, and walked to the Zenwu platform.
At the same time, Qi Fengdong in Shanghu District also seemed to have sensed it, and got up directly and walked onto the Zenwu platform.
Every step Qi Fengdong takes, the momentum on his body becomes stronger, he is the closed disciple of Cao Wangyu, the strongest man on the earth, he is also a genius recognized by Cao Wangyu himself, and he has no fear in martial arts.
There are no emotional ups and downs on Zhang Pingqian's side, the calm aura seems to be like a black hole that swallows everything, no matter what kind of stimulus touches Zhang Pingqian's aura, it will be invisible, and any stimulus can't seem to stir up any ripples in him.
"Central District, Zhang Pingxuan. Zhang Pingqian calmly introduced himself.
"In Shanghai District, the wind is moving. ā
"Why does Qi Fengdong have to confront Zhang Pingxuan, doesn't he know Zhang Pingxuan's skills, and has a certain restraint on him? Why give up a great opportunity?" Yu Wenqing stared at the two of them, his eyes full of puzzlement.
Tang Mingkong smiled calmly: "Because you are not a real martial artist, and Qi Fengdong is." ā
Yu Wenqing gritted his teeth: "Even so, Qi Fengdong's victory is still big, Zhang Pingqian doesn't have Lei Yiyi's strange strength, and in the face of Qi Fengdong, a C-level enhancer, he doesn't have much chance of winning, no matter how high his skills are, he can't play a role." ā
And here Lei Yiyi couldn't help but cinch his fists, his own combat method was indeed suppressed when he encountered Qi Fengdong, just like the strengthened axe he encountered at the beginning, the axe could stabilize Lei Yiyi with his excellent skills.
Although Lei Yiyi has strong strength, he can't easily control this power, or Lei Yiyi has never adapted to his own strength, so his fighting style has always been to fight and rush, not that Lei Yiyi doesn't want to be stable, but that he can't be stable.
"Brother Zhang, come on!" Lei Yiyi clenched his fists and shouted.
Zhang Pingqian turned his head and looked at Lei Yiyi, who shouted below.
At the moment when he turned his head, Qi Fengdong suddenly moved, and the leg muscles with super explosive power swelled up suddenly, but he didn't rush out like Lei Yiyi, but shook slightly from side to side, stepping on snake steps, and directly bullied himself.
"No one has ever said that it is taboo to be distracted when fighting against masters?"
Qi Feng snorted coldly, the lightning shot, and the arm even brought up a phantom directly at Zhang Pingqian's lower abdomen.
A punch was blasted out, Qi Feng twisted his waist and hips, and a breath-holding muffled sound came from his mouth and nose, and the power of this punch instantly concentrated on the front of the entire arm, like a cannonball-like punch.
Zhang Pingqian's face was as usual, he was indeed prepared, he stepped back and pressed his palm, his hand pressed directly on the wrist of this fist, the muscles on his arm swelled up suddenly, and he pressed the wrist of Qi Fengdong's fist to draw a circle to the side to release the force.
When drawing a circle and unloading force, at the same time, the palm of the hand changes into a claw, buckle towards the veins of Qi Feng.
But Qi Fengdong took the first step to avoid it, closed his fist and pushed his palm, and his palm seemed to push the door head-on, pushing towards Zhang Pingxuan's face door, and the palm wind that came made a whistling sound.
Zhang Pingqian raised his hand horizontally, pushed away the palm that was slapped in front of him, and immediately took a step back under his feet, slightly widening the distance, and avoiding Qi Fengdong's followers.
"Ha-" Qi Fengdong saw Zhang Pingqian retreating, and did not immediately pursue, but forced a breath and let out a low shout, his body was like a giant ape jumping over, flying down towards Zhang Pingxuan.
Qi Tian's combo, taking advantage of Zhang Ping's weak regression, directly unfolded, chasing and fighting, Qi Tian's combo was an oppressive fist that became stronger and stronger, and Qi Fengdong's choice of timing can be called an old way, it was the moment when Zhang Pingqian regressed and his momentum was slightly weaker.
In the competition, the most taboo is to be timid and regress, once you regress, when you encounter a master who is chasing and fighting, the momentum of the whole person will fall into the inferior, only feeling that there is a fist everywhere, there is nowhere to hide, and you are overwhelmed.
Now Zhang Pingqian is in such a situation, but for Zhang Pingqian who maintains Bingxin, the situation is not so bad, there is no negative emotional impact, although Zhang Pingqian retreats again and again, but he is not flustered.
Qi Tian's combo is stronger than one move, and Qi Fengdong's strength is stronger than himself, Zhang Pingqian did not dare to intercept it easily.
No matter how strong Qi Tian's combo is, there is also a limit to the moves, twenty-eight styles.
Qi Feng's Qi Tian combo already has some feeling of entering the house, and it is obvious that he has the true biography of the Monkey King.
The whistling fist wind almost enveloped Zhang Pingqian's whole body, these fists and feet that have been running through the waist and hips, moving and accumulating, becoming stronger and stronger, even if they are touched, Zhang Pingqian may not be able to avoid the end of broken tendons and fractures.
"Twenty-six. ā
Zhang Pingqian maintained absolute calmness in his eyes, and silently counted in his heart.
"Twenty-seven!"
Qi Fengdong punched out his fists, the twin peaks pierced his ears, like an ape hugging a tree, and slammed into Zhang Pingxuan's ears, Zhang Pingqian dodged sideways, but his steps were a little staggering, and he retreated repeatedly, and the consumption of physical strength was not less than that of Qi Fengdong.
"Twenty-Eight !!"
Zhang Ping's eyes opened suddenly, but his pupils contracted sharply at this moment, and the flow of time seemed to slow down suddenly.
Qi Fengdong agitated in his lower abdomen, obviously he was ventilating at the moment, twenty-eight moves in one breath, even a person who was beaten with iron couldn't hold back a few breaths, so Qi Fengdong had his own regular ventilation rhythm.
Zhang Pingqian stopped suddenly, his left arm slammed onto the shelf, and his right fist rushed out like a cannon shot, heading straight for the diaphragm under the xiphoid process in Qi Fengdong's chest.
Qi Feng's heart jumped, he retracted and hugged Zhang Pingxuan's arm with both hands, and at the same time his back arched violently, and his body shrank back, buying a moment of time for his hands to defend himself.
Zhang Pingqian's face closed his fist as usual, and his upper step collapsed with the momentum of a landslide, and he crashed towards Qi Feng's lower abdomen.
Xingyi cannon collapse serial.
Qi Fengdong's face changed suddenly, but he didn't have time to react, he suddenly tightened the muscles in his abdomen, and in the next moment, a heavy impact like a mallet applied to his lower abdomen.
The concussive sensation like hitting a bell directly shocked into the internal organs, and Qi Feng Dong covered his stomach and kicked back five or six steps in a row, and there were bursts of colic in his abdomen.
"Why does it hurt so much!" Qi Fengdong clutched his stomach and found that as soon as he gasped, there was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen that could not be ignored.
Zhang Pingqian withdrew his fist, gasped deeply a few times, cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and his eyes felt sore.
Qi Fengdong gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Pingqian, his front foot was weak, his center of gravity was settled, and the whole person seemed to be suddenly shorter, with a slightly rickety posture, like an ape.
"The Monkey King's Body and Mind Fist?" Tang Mingkong looked at Qi Fengdong, who suddenly lowered his posture, and his eyes suddenly showed a look of shock, "I didn't expect Qi Fengdong to be so favored by the Monkey King, and even the housekeeping boxing method was taught." ā
A flash of joy suddenly appeared on Yu Wenqing's face: "Hahaha, the Monkey King's fist, this time I want to see how you win, Zhang Pingxuan." ā
"Body and mind boxing, body and body are flexible, focusing on footwork, punching with thoughts, there is no fixed boxing path, all based on intuition and experience. Zhang Pingqian immediately flashed a series of information in his mind.
Zhang Pingqian calmly poked out his front feet with his eyes, and the front and back were three or seven parts, and he started in a three-body style.