"Swish!" Everyone who watched the game took a breath of air conditioning, their hearts trembled slightly, and they felt a chill inexplicably, as if they were swept by the leg whip.

"Swish!" Wang Zhen took a deep breath of air conditioning in secret, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Because Qin Zhengfan, who looks fair and weak, has too hard legs.

The leg was head-on, and he still stopped by exercise, and he actually felt a pain.

Qin Zhengfan frowned.

He also felt a pain.

"It seems that even if the master has forced me to the third level of spiritual collection, it is equivalent to cutting off my hair and washing my marrow. In the past few days, I have been constantly circulating my spiritual power from the inside out to nourish my muscles, bones, skin and flesh, and practicing the "Niu Demon Body Refining Fist", but the time is still too short, and the physical strength alone is at most comparable to Brother Wang." Qin Zhengfan thought to himself that he had a general concept of his current physical strength and the level of the secular world.

While Qin Zhengfan was thinking to himself, Wang Zhen had already been aroused of a strong competitive spirit.

An extremely calm and solemn look emanated from his eyes.

His steps changed very lightly, and his fists kept making fake moves towards Qin Zhengfan.

Originally, Wang Zhen thought Qin Zhengfan's kung fu was on his palm, but Wang Zhen had already seen that Qin Zhengfan's leg skills were very powerful, so he changed his tactics and prepared to launch an attack with his footsteps and use his fists to first find out the reality of Qin Zhengfan's kung fu in his hands.

After a fake front-hand fist, Wang Zhen suddenly swung his back-hand fist towards Qin Zhengfan's face.

Seeing this, Qin Zhengfan just stretched out his arm to block the fist that was swinging towards Wang Zhen. At the same time, his head slightly turned, and Wang Zhen's fist was completely empty.

Wang Zhen was shocked and quickly retreated, not giving Qin Zhengfan the opportunity to attack and counterattack.

However, to Wang Zhen's surprise, Qin Zhengfan did not take the opportunity to attack and counterattack, but just stood there, looking at Wang Zhen calmly, with a master's posture.

Wang Zhen is recognized as the number one fighting expert in the police circle in Yongtong City. He once swept through twenty students from the state police academy by himself.

Qin Zhengfan, a young man, actually put on a master's airs in front of him, and Wang Zhen couldn't help but feel an evil fire rising up.

And now Wang Zhen has seen that Qin Zhengfan is very strong and he can completely let go of the fight.

So next, Wang Zhen began to launch a stormy attack.

JAK! Hook! Fist! Hand knife!

Sweep high! Sweep low! Axe kick! Sharp kick! Side kick! Back kick! Back spin!

But no matter how fast Wang Zhen launched an attack, unexpectedly or tricky, Qin Zhengfan could avoid or block it just right.

Fighting is very physically exhausting. After several attacks, Wang Zhen was already gasping for breath. Sweat flowed down his strong and dark skin, making people look particularly rough and wild, and people can't help but think of the beast.

On the other hand, Qin Zhengfan still has the style of a master who is ready to work and is at ease.

Just now, Wang Zhen suddenly launched a ****-like attack, and the onlookers were all excited while they were sweating for Qin Zhengfan, thinking that he would definitely be defeated if he couldn't stand a few strokes.

As a result, after several attacks, the elegant and weak Qin Zhengfan still looked calm and looked like a master.

At this time, let alone Sun Yu, even the three female police officers could see that Qin Zhengfan was much stronger than Wang Zhen.

Everyone's eyes at Qin Zhengfan changed again.

"ha!"

Wang Zhen suddenly roared, crossed and jumped, and then kicked Qin Zhengfan hard on the head with a high whip leg.

He used not the face of his feet, but the entire shin of his calf.

Everyone looked at this scene and felt as if a machete was cutting off Qin Zhengfan on the head, and they couldn't help but feel cold.

They couldn't imagine what would happen if they faced this quick and fierce thrust.

Seeing Wang Zhen burst out with a sharp whip leg again, Qin Zhengfan's eyes flashed with a gleam, his arm was lifted first, and then he swept across.

"Bang!" sounded.

Wang Zhen's whip leg was lost again, and he was a little unsteady as Qin Zhengfan swept his arm and took several steps backwards one after another.

"Brother Qin, I know that your strength is much better than me, but your gameplay that just dodges and interception is not interesting enough. Don't worry, Brother Wang can lose, you might as well give Brother Wang a pleasure, so that I can convince me if I lose." After Wang Zhen took a firm foothold, his boiling blood completely cooled down, and he looked at Qin Zhengfan and said.

Qin Zhengfan smiled bitterly when he heard this. In fact, it was not that his fighting level was much stronger than Wang Zhen, but that he had the help of the soul between his eyebrows and his insight was too sharp.

As long as Wang Zhen moves, he can "see" clearly the direction of his muscles, blood, and power rushing, and he can see the candle first. Not only that, Wang Zhen's movements also seemed to have slowed down in his eyes.

In this way, Qin Zhengfan could naturally easily block Wang Zhen's attack.

Otherwise, without the help of the soul between the eyebrows, it would be difficult for him to defeat Wang Zhen by relying solely on Qin Zhengfan's current physical strength without using spiritual power or performing spiritual skills.

Of course, Qin Zhengfan would never explain these inside stories. Seeing that Wang Zhen was a little unhappy, he had to nod and said, "It's me wrong. Brother Wang just let go of the attack this time, and I will give Brother Wang a happy one!"

Qin Zhengfan admitted that something was wrong, and Wang Zhen felt a little relieved. When Qin Zhengfan said something from behind, he said that he would give him some pleasure, Wang Zhen was immediately dissatisfied!

It turns out that this guy really thinks he can defeat me easily!

"Okay!" Wang Zhen shouted in a low voice, then stared at Qin Zhengfan like a cheetah, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

They all knew that this peak showdown was about to decide the outcome.

Suddenly, Wang Zhen suddenly raised his feet, making people think he was going to launch a leg attack, but he suddenly raised his hand and drew a cold trajectory in the air, falling towards Qin Zhengfan's neck.

This change suddenly, the hand knife was fast and the angle was tricky, and it was even a few centimeters away from Qin Zhengfan's neck in a blink of an eye.

The eyes of the audience suddenly widened, and the three female policemen even subconsciously covered their mouths, almost exclaiming.

As police officers, they knew very well that the neck was the weakness of the human body. If this knife was cut firmly, Qin Zhengfan might be defeated.

Just as everyone's eyes suddenly widened and thought Qin Zhengfan was going to be in danger this time, suddenly, Qin Zhengfan stretched out his finger and pointed at Wang Zhen's arm. Wang Zhen's hand knife suddenly stopped in the air, and then his entire arm drooped weakly.

In an instant, the entire fitness and martial arts field became as quiet as death.

Wang Zhen covered his other hand with his soreness and weakness, as if he was no longer his arm, and his eyes were extremely shocked at Qin Zhengfan.

Even in that shock, there was an unconcealed look of awe.
Chapter completed!