Han Xiaoman suddenly stepped forward, kissed him lightly on the cheek, and said in a low voice: "Be careful!" ”

Chen Feng didn't expect that she would take the initiative to send a fragrant kiss, and his spirit suddenly lifted up, and he said proudly: "If you don't win today, I won't come back!" ”

"What nonsense!" Lian Fenfang in the back approached and said coquettishly, "If you lose, you have to come back!" By the way, your hands need to be protected. ”

Chen Feng was stunned and said, "Why? ”

Lian Fenfang's cheeks flushed slightly, and she threw it away with a wink: "Because your hands are very 'special'." Hehe, people are kidding, you have to give me a complete return, I have to take care of a Master Song Uncle now It's hard enough, I don't want to be distracted to take care of you as a wounded man. Standing on tiptoe, she kissed him on the lips without hesitation, and lingered for at least half a minute before she blushed and walked away.

Chen Feng smiled and turned to leave.

He was more confident than ever that he could win the contest.

In his spare time in the past few days, he has been thinking about the flaws in Zong Mingquan, and he has a complete set of targeted fighting plans. When the time came to use it, Zong Yongan found that his boxing skills were actually restrained, and he would definitely be affected considerably, that is, his chance to win.

When he arrived at the Martial Arts Association, Chen Feng was almost not scared.

Different from the last competition, this time there are a large number of interview cars parked outside the Martial Arts Association, which fills the entire parking place in front of the Martial Arts Association. As soon as he got out of the car, more than a dozen reporters from different media outlets rushed up to ask him questions.

There was no way, the number of media allowed to enter was limited, and more people had to squat outside. If they can't interview something here, then they will have to eat the tail material of those media who are qualified to enter the martial arts association.

Chen Feng was followed by the martial artists of the entire martial arts hall, acting as temporary bodyguards and escorting him towards the martial arts association.

After arriving at the venue of the last martial arts competition between the two halls, Chen Feng saw several people talking and laughing at the door at a glance, one of them was Qin Lifeng, and the other was Deng Zeyuan, the owner of the Qiankun Martial Arts Hall, and two people he didn't know.

Originally, the Qiankun Martial Arts Hall and the Tianlong Martial Arts Hall were allies, but after Zhan Tianlong was seriously injured last time, Deng Zeyuan never visited, and now looking at the intimate posture when he and Qin Lifeng were talking, Chen Feng already had a number in his heart.

"Huh? Xiao Chen, you're here. Qin Lifeng was the first to greet Chen Feng with a smile, as if there was no problem between the two of them.

Deng Zeyuan next to him looked indifferent, and he didn't have the slightest intention of thanking Chen Feng's people for avenging his son.

Chen Feng didn't even look at Qin Lifeng, and walked past them with the people from the Heavenly Dragon Martial Arts Hall with their heads held high.

Qin Lifeng's expression suddenly froze.

Deng Zeyuan said coldly: "It's such a big faction, even Boss Qin dares to ignore it." ”

Qin Lifeng smiled and said, "Don't talk about him, let's go in." ”

In the venue, Chen Feng's eyes swept around.

The setup is not much different from last time, but the number of spectators has increased significantly from last time. In addition, the number of reporters on the scene has at least doubled, and various camera and audio recording equipment are arranged around the venue.

As on the outside, as soon as they entered, reporters immediately rushed in, asking questions about topics such as winning or losing, understanding each other, and so on. Chen Feng didn't say a word this time like he did outside, and directly grabbed the microphone of one of the reporters.

Everyone knew that he was going to speak, and immediately fell silent.

Chen Feng grinned at the recent camera: "I will prove to everyone that the Tianlong Martial Arts Gym is the best martial arts gym in Yanjing and even in the country!" ”

The people around were all stunned.

Chen Feng didn't say much, handed the microphone back to the original owner, and strode towards his own area.

On the other side, the people from the Sizhe Daoist Hall had already arrived, and Zong Yongan sat on the chair, his eyes always locked on Chen Feng.

After Chen Feng sat down, Lu Yun was the leader behind him, and his brothers sat in a row, all with solemn faces, and everyone around them was shocked.

Footsteps sounded, and Feng Xiangwen, the head of the Martial Arts Association, strode over, and said with a spring breeze on his face: "The new owner of the Zhang Pavilion, I haven't had time to congratulate me, it's rude, hehe." ”

Chen Feng glanced at him and said lightly: "President Feng is polite, just an agent." ”

Feng Xiangwen saw that he didn't mean to get up, his smile couldn't help but dry, coughed lightly twice, and said: "I am very sorry about the matter of the pavilion owner, and I hope that the same thing will not happen again today." After all, it's a peer, and it's best to point to the end, what do you say, Master Zhang? ”

Chen Feng smiled: "Did President Feng say this to Zong Yongan?" ”

Feng Xiangwen remembered the response given by Zong Yongan when he went to talk about it before, and couldn't help frowning.

Zong Yongan actually told him: "There are no eyes in the fists and feet, and the injury can only be blamed for his lack of skills, and no one else can be blamed." ”

Looking at Chen Feng's demeanor now, Feng Xiangwen couldn't help but secretly call him unlucky, and he actually met two guys who didn't know each other in a row. However, after all, he has been in the officialdom for a long time, and he regained his normal expression and said: "Mr. Zong and I basically have the same opinion, the competition is just a competition, everyone values harmony, hehe." Don't bother the owner of the Zhang Pavilion to prepare, and we will talk next time I have a chance. "Turn and leave.

Not far away, Qin Lifeng listened to the conversation between the two in his ears, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He has a good relationship with Feng Xiangwen and knows the latter's personality. Chen Feng responded to the president of the Martial Arts Association with this attitude, purely asking for trouble for himself, and it would be surprising if Feng Xiangwen didn't find something for him in the future.

In the blink of an eye, it was half past nine, Feng Xiangwen was still the host of the competition, and he said some official words on the stage and routinely introduced the two sides.

Chen Feng and Zong Yongan got off the field at the same time, stepped onto the competition platform, and stood five meters apart.

When the four eyes meet, they can feel the fierceness of each other.

Since it was only a single competition, Feng Xiangwen didn't talk too much nonsense, and after introducing the two sides, he briefly said the spirit of the competition so far, raised his big hand, slashed straight down from mid-air, and shouted: "The competition begins!" He quickly stepped back and made way of space.

Zong Yongan and Zhang Kaifeng Yi looked at each other coldly and did not move.

There was silence all around the venue. Wait for the two sides to start the competition.

Five minutes passed, and the two still didn't move, and the people around them were waiting a little impatiently, and someone couldn't help but shout: "Fight!" ”

As soon as this sound came out, other people also shouted, and the originally quiet venue was boiling.

On the contrary, the two sides of the battle remained calm, standing still with their hands down, and did not even make a gesture.

Just when the people around them were bored, Zong Yongan and Chen Feng suddenly moved at the same time, stepped forward, and rushed towards each other like horses!

The surroundings fell silent again, except for the sound of hurried footsteps.

The moment the two sides got close, Zong Yongan punched like a tiger and took the lead in a straight impact punch.

Chen Feng took his left foot as the axis, and when he rotated his head against the opponent's fist, the person had moved behind the opponent, and swung his elbow back, striking the opponent's back like lightning.

Zong Ming's boxing path is more biased, belonging to the small boxing category in the fierce boxing road, paying attention to precise strikes, focusing on grasping the timing of the opponent's strength. Therefore, for the fighting technique of boxing calmly, Zongming Boxing has a unique advantage.

It is precisely because of this that if the martial artists of Zong Ming Fist seize the opportunity, it is often when they attack the weakest opponent with the strongest attack, coming and going, and the damage is particularly huge. Zhan Tianlong would be so seriously injured, which is proof of this.

In response to this, Chen Feng has figured out the best way to break it, which is to use his super high speed and agility to try to use the "flower fist and embroidered legs" style of play, disrupt the opponent's rhythm with complicated tricks, and then take the opportunity to counteract.

Zong Yongan didn't seem to expect him to move so fast, burying his head and turning on his side, avoiding his elbow purely defensively.

But Chen Feng followed him like a shadow, and had already moved to his side, and his fist made a false move, only half of which caused the opponent to subconsciously avoid, and when the knee below had struck the opponent's chest like lightning.

At this moment, Zong Yongan snorted coldly, the strength of his feet increased sharply, and he accelerated to avoid the side, not only avoiding the opponent's rapid knee, but also counterattacking casually, grabbing the moment when Chen Feng's strength was about to be exhausted, and slashing diagonally with one palm!

Chen Feng was taken aback, reluctantly deviated his body, avoided the vital point of his neck, and blocked the opponent's palm slash with his left shoulder.

Ka!

A soft sound suddenly appeared, and Chen Feng only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and he almost broke his bones. Fortunately, with this blow, he moved to the right and quickly opened the distance between the two sides to three meters of Kaimi, which was a sigh of relief.

When he turned around, he saw that Zong Yongan did not pursue, his left fist and right palm, his legs were slightly bent, and he made a gesture that Chen Feng had never seen before.

A cold light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "What kind of boxing method is this?" ”

Zong Yongan slowly retracted his momentum and said lightly: "Zong Mingquan started with me, and only one official disciple was passed on in each generation, do you know why?" It is because the ancestors saw the defects of this boxing technique early on, and strictly ordered the Zongming boxers to never spread this imperfect boxing technique, so as not to harm the boxers. But at the same time, the ancestors are also thinking hard about how to make up for it, that is, the new style of Zongming Fist you see now! ”

Chen Feng was slightly shocked and secretly screamed terrible.

His entire set of action design is completely based on the existing Zongming boxing routines, who knew that this guy would have a new set!

The shape changed greatly in the blink of an eye, and for a while, Chen Feng fell into passivity.

The cheers around rang out again, and the reporters outside the competition platform also filmed the competition from all angles, in order to show the most exciting places one by one.

On the stage, Zong Yongan moved suddenly, and quickly pounced in front of Chen Feng, still fisting like a tiger, so fierce that he didn't look like a middle-aged person at all.

Chen Feng has experienced countless heads-up and group fights over the years, his senses are keen, and he immediately noticed that the opponent's movements were plausible with ordinary Zongming boxing, and he was secretly afraid in his heart, and he didn't dare to underestimate it.

More than 20 rounds passed in the blink of an eye, and Chen Feng became more and more shocked.

The opponent's fist path has completely devoid of the flaws of Zong Mingquan, which he understands, and he can maintain both strong attack and steady defense at the same time during each attack, and even makes people feel a little bit against the normal possibility of the human body.

And on the other hand, Zong Yongan showed no way inferior to him in terms of speed, strength, and agility, so that he did not dare to adopt the style of attacking and attacking, so as not to give the opponent a chance.

On the other side of the venue, it was the first time that everyone in the Sizhe Daoist Hall saw Chen Feng doing his best, and they were all terrified.

There are definitely very few martial artists who can be equal to Zong Yongan, even if it is Song Sizhe himself, at most it is the level of more than 20 rounds under Zong Yongan, but now Chen Feng has not only survived nearly 30 rounds, but also has not shown any signs of defeat!

On the competition platform, the two of them moved faster and faster, and each blow was full of a moving sense of strength and speed, and the spectators were all distracted

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