Chapter 63: Looking down on all directions
When he has thoroughly mastered all the boxing and kicking skills, Ding Ling will naturally choose to end this competition cleanly.
"Cai Family Fist!"
The fist changed.
From being mighty and fierce to being tricky and vicious.
Zhang Feiyan was exhausted from dealing with it. After dozens of rounds, cold sweat broke out on his back.
He looked at Ding Ling with incredible eyes.
He really couldn't understand how a person could master several completely different boxing styles to the point where they could naturally enter the realm of instinct!
This was too incredible.
However, what made him even more unbelievable was that.
Ding Ling's change in fist style was just the beginning!
"Fengmen Fist!"
The boxing style was as erratic as the wind, and it was difficult to catch any traces.
Zhang Feiyan was sweating profusely as if she was being walked by Ding Ling like a dog.
"Bagua Palm!"
The boxing style suddenly changed to palm style, and each palm was so powerful that it seemed as if Bagua was falling, trapping people to death.
Zhang Feiyan was beaten so hard that her eyes were swollen!
His teeth were exposed in pain, and he instinctively opened his mouth to admit defeat.
But Ding Ling's palm technique changed again, and the palm wind was full of murderous energy, and a burning air rushed towards him, forcing him to hold back his words.
"Iron Sand Palm!"
"Lion Palm!"
"Python Palm!"
"Chain Palm!"
...
Various palm techniques and fist techniques kept changing!
With the light and agile body technique of flying over the eaves and walls, Ding Ling beat Zhang Feiyan so hard that he was completely lost in the end, like a challenger who was knocked out by the Eighteen Arhats!
"Bang Bang Bang!"
The last few collisions.
Zhang Feiyan could no longer hold on, and flew back, waving his hands and shouting:
"I admit defeat!"
[Achievement Medal: You have won Zhang Feiyan's recognition! ]
[Note: You defeated Zhang Feiyan head-on! And made Zhang Feiyan deeply realize what a real fist and foot kung fu master is!
Your punches and kicks are varied, and each kind of punch and kick is perfect!
Zhang Feiyan was overwhelmed and amazed.
Your kung fu completely convinced him!
At the same time, he was also confused and puzzled.
Because he didn't understand why you, at such a young age, have so many punches and kicks! And each one has been cultivated to a high level.
This is very shocking and incredible to him!
He will definitely ask you for advice on punches and kicks. But in front of the public and the army, he can't wipe this face. Maybe if we meet again in private in the future, he won't be polite to you! 】
The prompt sound suddenly sounded.
Ding Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.
He thought Zhang Feiyan couldn't have a medal of achievement, but he didn't expect there was one.
Why didn't the other bandits have it?
Or did they have it, but he didn't fight against them? So he didn't get it?
Ding Ling was eager to try.
He wanted to see if he could get the medal of achievement by defeating those bandits.
But now was not the time to think about this.
He suppressed his thoughts, looked at Zhang Feiyan, and smiled and bowed:
"Chief Zhang, thank you."
"Hehe."
Zhang Feiyan smiled bitterly:
"General Ding is a scholar with great talent in martial arts, which is really admirable. I am not as good as you, but this is true."
He sighed:
"If there is a chance in the future, I hope we can sit down and have a good drink."
"Definitely."
Ding Ling nodded.
He glanced at the character panel:
[1: Defeat more than 20 plane masters: 5/20.]
Jumped forward one grid.
It seems that defeating Zhang Feiyan also counts.
As expected.
As long as you reach the first-class general, you are considered a plane master!
Ju Yi, Zhang He, Gao Lan, Zhao Zilong, plus Zhang Feiyan!
Five masters in total.
Only fifteen more people need to be defeated, and the first war god progress will be complete. Who knows what wonderful changes will happen by then?
Ding Ling is looking forward to it.
"In that case, I'll take my leave."
Zhang Feiyan's face was burning.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
In front of the leaders and elite legions of the Black Mountain Army.
His best boxing and kicking skills were completely defeated by Ding Ling!
He was beaten all the way!
Others could see that Ding Ling was holding back. Zhang Feiyan reacted at this moment and thought about it carefully, and naturally noticed this.
He was shocked and thought:
'If Ding Ling didn't hold back, how many rounds could I last? This guy is so terrible. He started practicing since his mother's womb, but he shouldn't be so powerful. How did he have such terrible martial arts? '
And he noticed that Ding Ling's control of boxing, body skills and martial arts was advancing by leaps and bounds.
Ten percent, he was used as a whetstone by Ding Ling.
Thinking of this.
His face was inevitably a little ugly.
But Ding Ling and Zhao Yun were too fierce. Even with the support of 2,000 soldiers, he could not win. If Ding Ling lost his temper, Zhang Feiyan would most likely die here.
He saw through this clearly, so even though he felt very embarrassed and his dignity was damaged, he could only suppress his depression and ride his horse to lead the crowd away.
Now the minimum goal has been achieved, and he can leave.
He was annoyed and regretful that he should not have agreed to a duel with Ding Ling on impulse, which made him very passive now!
He thought he would definitely win in a duel with fists and feet, but reality slapped him in the face! In the future, he will no longer be qualified to say that he is the best in fists and feet!
"Chief Zhang, wait a minute."
Ding Ling shouted.
"how?"
Zhang Feiyan looked tense and said:
"Does General Ding want to regret it?"
"That's not true."
Ding Ling looked at Lei Gong and other generals with bright eyes:
"I just want to challenge all the generals except you. Can you let them come together? I want to test where my ultimate strength is."
In the final analysis, it is still about achieving medals.
But Ding Ling couldn't say it openly, so he could only find an excuse at will.
"...!"
Zhang Feiyan was stunned.
Lei Gong and other generals were surprised and looked sideways, but soon a suppressed anger suddenly burned to the top of their foreheads.
Lei Gong had the most outright and fiery temper, and couldn't help but say:
"One person wants to defeat so many of us joining forces! Even Pan Feng may not be able to do it. General Ding, why do you do that?"
If it was a battlefield charge and Lei Gong and his party dispersed to face Ding Ling, they would definitely die.
But join forces to confront each other.
They think they will win!
There are so many ants that they can kill an elephant!
They are not ants!
He is a real second-rate general! And many of them have reached the peak of the second-rate! It's just one final step away from breaking into the first class!
So many, dozens of bosses!
Ding Ling wants to fight alone? !
"You won't know until you fight whether you can."
Ding Ling activated his full-level acting skills, looked in all directions, domineering and wanton, and laughed loudly:
"You leaders, don't you dare?"
"hehe."
Next to Lei Gong, a tall man eight feet tall was holding a mace and was the first to jump out with a sneer:
"I, Zuo Mouzhangba, would like to try General Ding's skills!"
"I'm also here in Digen to meet General Ding."
