Once the distance is wide, it is a good opportunity to play Taekwondo!

Nie Qianzhong bounced his legs without hesitation, kicked forward, horizontal, side, and push kicked, causing Ling Qingfeng to retreat continuously, and took another powerful 360-degree single-leg whirlwind kick. ←

Boom! Ling Qingfeng ate the last heavy leg and fell into bed all of a sudden.

Nie Qianzhong's leg skills were dazzling, and each attack was extremely powerful, even the audience was breathless when they watched.

Such an outstanding character is worthy of being a new generation of talented warriors in Korea. It is impossible to defeat him head-on.

"You are defeated! I hit my chest with a heavy leg, and my sternum is broken! Even if you can resist the severe pain of the broken bone, your breathing cannot keep up, and if you can't hold back, you can't exert the secret force. Why should you continue to fight with me?"

Nie Qianzhong used his mouth and tongue as his sword while strode forward, with fierce lights flashing in his eyes.

Ling Qingfeng knelt on one knee, stroked his chest with his palm, stared at the other person expressionlessly, and a wisp of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth. Anyone could tell that his condition was very bad.

The chest was indeed aching. Because there was a trace of innate true qi in my body to protect the body, I didn’t know whether the sternum was broken or not, but my breathing was indeed affected. I was not breathing smoothly and I didn’t have enough oxygen to enter the blood, so my strength could not be increased. This is also a fact! Am I really not as good as him? A slight wavering of a shaken thought flashed through Ling Qingfeng’s mind and he immediately pinched it out.

Nie Qianzhong took another step forward and said with a grin: "Don't worry, I won't kill you on the ring! I will only destroy your hands and feet, and you will be an ordinary disabled person in the future! Our Korean wheelchair manufacturing industry is good. I can introduce a brand to you!"

Nie Qianzhong approached while using words to urge his opponent's emotions.

He has too rich combat experience. He knows that his opponent is not as good as him, but he is still careful. He doesn't want Ling Qingfeng to have a chance to have a fight.

"The move I used to shake you off just now is actually not Taekwondo, but your Chinese Bajiquan martial arts, stick to the mountain! That is the move I won back by a Bajiquan martial artist who broke the crippling one.

It's very useful! After I crippled you, I will set out to China to challenge your national arts and challenge your country's arts industry one by one, and specifically challenge younger generations like you to use war to support your war and integrate your skills. Become my method.

Haha! I want the whole world to know that actual taekwondo is the real king of East Asian fighting!”

Nie Qianzhong expressed his ambitions to Ling Qingfeng without any concealment, because this was his first step to step out of the peak of martial arts! He wanted to use Ling Qingfeng's blood to tell the world!

Originally, he was just a bloody tiger with great killing power, but from the moment he established such ambition, Nie Qianzhong stepped into a new martial arts realm in one step, so he had this terrifying cultivation today.

One thought is heaven, one thought is hell. Raise the butcher's knife and become a demon on the ground!

While the other party was nagging, Ling Qingfeng also got a precious rest time. He stood up staggeringly.

In fact, the injuries on his body were not as severe as he thought, but he just looked a little miserable. Anyway, Ling Qingfeng himself stubbornly thought.

Nie Qianzhong did not relax his vigilance, and his waist and legs were united, and he swept towards Ling Qingfeng's neck with a side kick.

His legs were stretched into a straight line. His whole body was like a compass drawing circles on paper, and his movements were more beautiful than textbooks. In addition, his clean and tidy Taekwondo uniform looked pleasing to the eye. He was a young master style.

Ling Qingfeng looked so embarrassed, with wrinkled footprints on his body. He had blood foam on his mouth, and he looked like he was about to be ok. He was just trying to hold on.

Side kicking is not difficult to defend against, just need to raise the arm gear. However, Ling Qingfeng's arms are already sore and numb, and his mind is moving, but his arms are not lifted up.

He was kicked sideways directly on the shoulder by the opponent. Nie Qianzhong's kicking method was extremely vicious. With the momentum, Ling Qingfeng's clothes were torn apart from his shoulder to his chest, and a clear blood mark extended from his shoulder to his chest.

The entire upper body was already numb and numb. Ling Qingfeng took a step back and could not attack from close range. He was far away from the opponent's sharp legs. He was the only one who suffered a loss. This fight was really hard to fight!

Nie Qianzhong's eyes were like a regular rule, and he immediately took a quick look at the change in the center of gravity of the other party. He rushed to the middle of the way, and suddenly squatted and changed direction, as fast as a ghost. His body twisted halfway around the floor, and his legs swept out like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

Ling Qingfeng was caught off guard and took a hook on his ankle, and fell down in response.

Nie Qianzhong laughed, jumped forward and kicked forward with another move, thrusting his instep towards Ling Qingfeng's cheek with a strong force.

As long as Ling Qingfeng hit the head, even if he didn't die, he would only have half his life left!

This bloody tiger is indeed vicious and acts without any scruples.

The audience exclaimed, and even the ordinary staff who couldn't understand the fighting were so scared that they covered their eyes with their palms.

This man's move is so cruel! This is obviously going to kick someone to death!

Ling Qingfeng sat on the ring, and the opponent's condescending force kick was already unavoidable. Moreover, even if he blocked his arms and blocked his legs with his arms, his strength was not as good as others. As long as he was kicked, his center of gravity was dispersed and his breathing was chaotic, his defeat was only a matter of momentary failure.

At this moment, Hua Hanyi, including the ones off the field, couldn't help but hold her breath.

It was a long time to say that, and Ling Qingfeng did not let him go. He pressed his palms on the floor of the ring, and spit out the strength. As the wood chips flew, his body suddenly sank.

It turned out that he smashed the floor of the ring with hidden force, and his whole body sank half a foot.

A half foot distance just made Nie Qianzhong sweep his decisive leg into the empty space.

Ling Qingfeng pinched his palms into a knife, lifting fire to the sky, and stabbed Nie Qianzhong's knee bend with one knife.

This change of turning the defensive into offense is really exquisite and completely unexpected.

Nie Qianzhong didn't expect that his opponent was so tough. He still had the opportunity to fight back until now. Unfortunately, his leg moves were used, so he had to suddenly close his pores and then suddenly loosen his pores, making a secret energy, trying to offset some of the attack power.

Ling Qingfeng's heart was clear at this moment, and he poked the other party's back knee with the tip of his palm, as if he was poking an old cowhide. The force could not penetrate the skin, and the hidden force suddenly offset most of the time.

The opportunity flashed away, it depends on whether it could be seized! Ling Qingfeng was not discouraged, but spread his thumb and took it with the trend.

Nie Qianzhong took two steps in a row, looked down and saw that a hole was broken in his knee bend. Blood surged, and he pulled it away, and the wound immediately closed.

At this time, Ling Qingfeng got up from the damaged position of the ring, and slowly stood up straight without saying a word.

A solemn expression finally appeared on Nie Qianzhong's face. He asked himself that he had valued the opponent enough, but he still injured his hamstrings by the opponent.

So he decided to end the battle with the power of a lion and tiger fighting a rabbit, and would no longer give the other party a chance to turn the tables.

Ling Qingfeng shook his head and said in a pity that the opportunity just now was too rare. If his strength was stronger, his arm would recover faster, and he would pierce the opponent's back knee with one palm and turn the situation around directly.

Now the bloody tiger on the opposite side is obviously going to be serious, and it will be even harder to deal with next.

"If it really doesn't work, just admit defeat! Stay with the green mountains here, don't be afraid of burning fire!" Hua Hanyi, who was under the ring, couldn't help but speak.

It’s not that he has the ambition of others and destroys his own prestige, but that he has enough eyesight to see that the situation on the field is really unfavorable to Ling Qingfeng.

The Korean was incredibly skilled, and had reached the point where he could erect dark energy at will, only half a step away from the legendary innate realm.

This kind of person has no difference from the real innate realm in terms of attack power and defense. At most, he only recovers his physical strength slowly.

Ling Qingfeng only trained his hidden strength to his arms, and such an opponent was not something he could resist. Hua Hanyi even felt that even if he went up and fought side by side with Ling Qingfeng now, the outcome would be the same.

When Hua Hanyi thought that this Korean genius warrior was only nineteen years old, and he was preparing to go to the Chinese martial arts world to walk around, Hua Hanyi was a little chilled.

The Chinese entertainment industry has been leading by South Korea for at least five to ten years. Is it the Koreans now that even the fighting circle is dominant?

On the ring, Nie Qianzhong shouted repeatedly, kicked out the shadow of the legs in the sky in one breath, covering Ling Qingfeng's whole body.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Although Ling Qingfeng tried hard to block, he still couldn't resist the opponent's fast attack and hit the leg continuously.

Peng! Ling Qingfeng was kicked in the chest by Nie Qianzhong again, took three steps back, and his throat became sweet, and he spitted out a mouthful of blood in public.

The situation of this Chinese boy seems terrible, but he just stands tall and proud.

The audience outside the camera respected him even more. Many people's eyes were full of admiration, especially those gamblers who bet on Ling Qingfeng, who cheered up and shouted nonsense.

There are more gamblers shouting and scolding, "The dealer is so crooked, and he buried a big pit for everyone to drill!"

This magical policeman is obviously very powerful, but the Nie Qianzhong sent by the Korean police is too powerful! If you continue to fight like this, everyone will be destined to lose all their money!

In fact, at this moment, Nie Qianzhong was already a little upset. Unexpectedly, the boy in front of him was so resistant to being beaten. He was like a mad dog and would bite him accidentally. It was actually very difficult to deal with.

Among the staff members under the on-site arena, some people began to cry silently. They were not close to each other, but they couldn't tell why, but the tears just couldn't stop them.

Hua Hanyi was so anxious that his forehead was filled with sweat. He wanted to find a white towel or something to throw it on the ring. If he continued to fight, Ling Qingfeng would be beaten to death in front of him!

At this moment, the number of online viewers of live broadcasts online has exceeded 10 million, and many people are staring at the screen intently, hoping for a miracle to happen! I hope that a big reversal will be better! (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better and faster! Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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