Ling Tian saw the two of them make a move, and a faint sense of loss arose in his heart. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Now most of the police are practicing what sanda taekwondo, in the championship competition, Zhao Xiaolong used sanda technology, and the decline of national art only exists in the conversation after dinner. No matter how profound and vast the country is, it can only be a legend and a novel.

Zhao Xiaolong's eyes grew from behind him, his body sank down, and as soon as he turned around and raised his hand, he locked Zhao Qingqing's whip fist, and his body rushed with all his might!

"Bang" The two of them collided hard without any buffer, and fell to the ground at the same time! Zhao Qingqing's petite body was not inferior to Zhao Xiaolong, who was as strong as an ox, which surprised the audience, this is too unscientific.

"Good!" The audience in the stands all blushed with excitement, and the atmosphere of the scene is always more exciting than the live TV. A few people couldn't help but take out mineral water bottles and hit each other, playing a passionate rhythm!

The referee quickly walked to the middle of the two and waved his arms at the same time to observe the state of both sides!

The two met again, bursting out with strong sparks! Zhao Xiaolong attacked again, using inertia to rush forward, kicking Zhao Qingqing's abdomen with his feet!

Zhao Qingqing had never fought with Zhao Xiaolong before, but he also knew the details of the other party. This time, Zhao Xiaolong's shot was accurate and steady, and he didn't have the original impetuousness at all, and he was shocked in his heart!

In less than a second, Zhao Qingqing made a quick choice! Using the power of his waist. The arms suddenly stretched, and the hands pressed down and pushed forward!

After the first blow hit, Zhao Qingqing sent his hip forward! Shoulder, elbow, fist, and three combos hit Zhao Xiaolong's head, and he kicked and stretched out with force under his feet!

Zhao Xiaolong didn't even have time to react, and he was instantly blown out and hit the guardrail. Hit the ring hard!

Because Zhao Xiaolong was beaten unconscious, he could not participate in the most competition for the runner-up and third place, in this case, Zhao Xiaolong automatically became the third runner-up, and Zhao Qingqing will also play the final with another policeman, Wu Yong. After a ten-minute break, the two came to the ring.

The referee is an old referee from the Lingang City Martial Arts Association, "Come on, I want to see if the beauty overlord flower is really that powerful!" Wu Yong waved his hand and continued to provoke.

Zhao Qingqing was a lot more cautious at this time, walking forward slowly, constantly changing his posture in his hands, waiting for the opportunity to come!

"Haha, come on!" Wu Yong actually lowered his arm, slapped his chest with one hand, and motioned for Zhao Qingqing to attack him.

But at the moment when Wu Yong put down his arm, Zhao Qingqing moved! I saw Zhao Qingqing suddenly step up, raise his hand and hit, from top to bottom, slash at Wu Yong's face with one palm!

Although Wu Yong seemed to be very casual, he actually did not relax his vigilance at all, seeing Zhao Qingqing attacking, his left arm was raised, and he collapsed upward, and his right fist was directly aimed at Zhao Qingqing's face, which was extremely fast. Although it is not a heavy punch, in this situation without fist gloves, if it is hit, it is also a very serious matter, especially for a beautiful woman, if this is disfigured, it is a major event in life, so Zhao Qingqing does not dare to slack off.

The right palm continued to slash downward, but the left hand was blocking outward, and at the same time, the side of the body went around to the left side of Wu Yong!

After slashing his right arm to Wu Yong's arm, Zhao Qingqing quickly withdrew his palm, and then swept Wu Yong's left rib with his left palm, and his footsteps moved sideways, around Wu Yong's back, and cut off the back of Wu Yong's neck again!

In the face of this blow, Wu Yong did not dodge or protect at all, but suddenly turned around and slammed into Zhao Qingqing with a heavy punch!

"Not good!"

Zhao Qingqing's heart jumped, knowing that if she was hit by this punch, she would be defeated!

So when the heavy punch came, he didn't care about the attack, his body leaned back, his feet lifted, and with a bang, he kicked Wu Yong's chest. At the same time, Zhao Qingqing's palm slashed directly to the ground with his back, Zhao Qingqing turned around, and a carp turned over!

The body suddenly rotated, his hands on the ground, and his feet kicked backwards!

This move is called the Rabbit Kick Eagle Style, although it is a very ordinary move, but it is very powerful!

Wu Yong was defenseless, and was directly kicked back a few steps before he stood firm!

Zhao Qingqing's forearm was curved, and his body suddenly bounced up, without the slightest stop, he stepped up to attack and kill, and he punched horizontally!

Bang bang bang......

A series of muffled sounds continued to sound, Zhao Qingqing took the initiative, his arms attacked in a row, and his body flickered, so that Wu Yong had no ability to fight back at all!

Zhao Qingqing showed this shape and meaning horizontal fist vividly and vividly at this time, opening and closing, like the rushing waves, the wind and thunder surging, and the fierceness!

In just a few breaths, Wu Yong's body was hit by at least more than ten heavy punches from Zhao Qingqing, and there were countless light punches! But Zhao Qingqing was shocked to find that after her heavy punch hit Wu Yong's body, it did not have much effect, which made her very surprised!

Not only Zhao Qingqing was surprised, but even the audience was very surprised, as if they didn't expect that this martial arts defense had been so domineering!

Zhou Qingsong stood up in surprise and said, "This, this is the iron cloth shirt kung fu!"

Ling Tian also saw that this martial artist practiced horizontal kung fu such as iron cloth shirt, the legendary horizontal practice kung fu, iron cloth shirt, practiced to the highest level, as soon as he exerted his strength, the skin of his whole body would appear black and cyan like iron. That means that the green muscles and blood vessels have been trained very strongly. And the power is even. The color completely overshadows the original color of the skin.

Generally, the subway cloth shirt master is extremely energetic, and the green tendons of the whole body will bulge out of the skin like small earthworms. No matter how high-level the master exerts his strength, the large and small green tendons of the whole body will be convex, and they will be densely entangled by the vines of the cyan trees, as if the whole body is tied with dense cyan fishing nets. It's terrifying. But the kung fu of the iron cloth shirt is at the highest, and the strength is evenly walked all over the body, but the raised green tendons cannot be seen, but mixed with the skin and flesh, both rigid and soft, and with one force, the skin of the whole body is black and blue, as if covered with an iron coat.

However, it is obvious that this martial artist is far from reaching those levels, maybe he is just getting started, but that's it, among the players in this selection competition, it is also very powerful.

"If you can't attack for a long time, it's really not a good sign, the other party waits for work, it seems that Qingqing has the upper hand, but I'm afraid that after a long time, she will be in danger!" Ling Tian saw it very clearly.

At this time, although Wu Yong was in a situation of being passively beaten, he avoided the vital point. "It seems that it won't work without a trick!" Zhao Qingqing thought in her heart, if she continued to consume like this, Wu Yong was not defeated, and her physical strength would not be consumed much. The onslaught just now still consumed a lot of her physical strength.