Chapter 893: Tang Hand Boat Yue

"Huh, why are you looking at me like this, isn't it right that I'm doing it? Concentrated salt water can indeed be disinfected!" Wang Yong asked with a puzzled look.

The Rakshasa didn't say a word, only the fierce light in her eyes.

Although Wang Yong is right, concentrated salt water can indeed be disinfected, but it is a means that will only be used when medical conditions are extremely scarce!

The disinfection principle of concentrated salt water is not disinfection at all, but uses the mechanism of cell dehydration to promote the dehydration of bacteria and die. It is useful against common bacteria, but it is less effective against salt-tolerant bacteria.

So it's not a case of extreme scarcity, and no one generally uses such backward means.

"Oh, I see, you're blaming me for why I didn't go to the hospital to get some disinfectant. Didn't I just say that the U.S. military relies heavily on information-based warfare, and even if I can steal the disinfectant unknowingly, the U.S. military will be the first to notice it and carry out an investigation in this area. I can't go to Yokohama, thousands of miles away, to steal it, I'm not a god. Wang Yong has a heartbeat.

The Rakshasa woman is not good at words, and in the face of Wang Yong, who is already good at sophistry, she can't say it at all. can only turn the first person to sulk.

"Well, you're also a world-famous killer. Its own resistance is so strong, a small injury will not be fatal. Your business is over, let's talk about my business next," Wang Yong said.

The Rakshasa woman snorted coldly, let Wang Yong go for the time being, and groped for her clothes with her other hand, wanting to tie Wang Yong's torn monk's robes.

It's just that one hand is not flexible enough, and halfway through it is tied to the subordinates. Simply said to Wang Yong: "You help me!"

Wang Yong rubbed his hands a little embarrassed: "Are you sure?"

"If you dare to mess around, I'll chop off your claws!" Roguea threatened.

Wang Yong immediately swore and promised: "Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person." ”

Then the hand came up, but as if it was a little nervous, the finger suddenly slipped and touched the white and tender skin of the Rakshasa woman, pressing a shallow vortex mark on it.

The vortex marks have an amazing elasticity, and when they were pressed, Wang Yong's fingers flicked up. A circle of snow-white ripples spread, driving a slight shake somewhere.

"You...... Die!" scolded the Rakshasa woman in shame and anger.

Wang Yong was stunned for a moment, then returned to his normal expression and said, "You can be louder, just don't be afraid of attracting people." ”

Only then did the Rakshasa woman remember that this was no longer the scripture hall she was familiar with, but a refuge.

He could only glance at Wang Yong and close his mouth.

Wang Yong slowly tied the clothes of the Rakshasa female monk, and tied a bow quite leisurely.

It's just that he didn't expect to attract the contempt of the Rakshasa girl: "Sissy!"

"......" Wang Yong was speechless for a while, as if the Rakshasa woman was not a woman.

"What the hell are you going to ask me?" asked the Rakshasa Woman, who moved her shoulders slightly, feeling that it was not a big problem.

"I've asked a long time ago, where is the Furnace of Creation?"

"Creation Furnace?" the Rakshasa woman frowned, thinking that Wang Yong had indeed asked such a thing.

It's just that she hasn't even heard of her name, so how can she know her whereabouts?

"I don't know. Rakshasa shook her head.

Wang Yong's face sank.

"You clearly have the breath of the Creation Furnace in your fist, you tell me I don't know, do you really think I don't dare to do anything with you?"

As he spoke, Wang Yong took a step forward, hooking his fingers on the bow of the Rakshasa female monk's robe, as long as he used a little force, he could tear the broken place again.

"Hehe, I bet you wouldn't dare. The Rakshasa woman was not afraid, but looked at Wang Yong a little provocatively.

A flash of anger flashed in Wang Yong's eyes, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he was about to pull open the bow.

It's just that in the end, I still didn't get started.

What about pulling away? Is it really something unseemly to the Rakshasa woman?

Wang Yong is not yet a beast to that extent.

"I didn't expect that the legendary dragon lin, who kills people without blinking, is actually a person who pities fragrance and cherishes jade!"

Wang Yong snorted coldly: "A gentleman can be bullied, you'd better tell me before I become a villain." Otherwise, there will be no good fruit for you to eat!"

The Rakshasa woman looked at her defiantly, obviously not believing Wang Yong's words.

However, she also honestly admitted: "I really don't know what kind of furnace you said, as for the fist intent, my sense of this thing is too shallow, I don't know if it really carries the kind of aura you said." ”

Wang Yong observed the words and saw that the Rakshasa Girl was not lying, so he couldn't help but wonder: "Impossible. If you haven't seen the Creation Furnace, how did the fist intent in your body come about? That thing can't be comprehended by talent! Besides, you don't have that kind of talent!"

"Are you calling me stupid?" said the Rakshasa unpleasantly.

Wang Yong smiled: "It's not stupid, it's not as good as me." ”

Although it was uncomfortable to listen to, Wang Yong's explanation also made the Rakshasa woman speechless.

The word dragon lin is indeed not comparable to the Rakshasa woman. Even if the Ten Rakshasas of Fahua are combined, they may not be able to top the fame of the last Longlin.

This is the difference between a regular army and a ragtag army.

"Then have you ever seen a bronze furnace that is about so tall and so long?" Wang Yong asked as he measured the volume of the last piece of the Creation Furnace.

The Rakshasa remembered for a long time, but still shook her head.

"It's strange, you haven't seen the Creation Furnace, but you have the fist intent of the Creation Furnace. Could it be that this was brought out of the womb?" Wang Yong muttered.

The Rakshasa girl next to her listened to Wang Yong's whining words, and suddenly raised her head: "That's what you said?"

Then he struck a dark blow into the air.

Snorted, like a steel needle pricked out, the air gave birth to gusts of yin wind, and Wang Yong, who was relatively close, could even feel a slight pain in his skin.

It can be seen that the quality of Rakshasa Woman's dark energy is not low, and it may only be a little worse than Wang Yong. If it weren't for Wang Yong's body being destroyed and tempered by the heart of the King of Soldiers, the Blood Burning Rose, and the Creation Furnace, he really couldn't easily defeat the Rakshasa at that time.

"Yes, that's it!" Wang Yong's eyes lit up and he said in surprise. The fist intent revealed in this punch is clearly the meaning of the snake helping each other, spitting yin and accepting the cold. Don't tell me you figured it up yourself!"

The Rakshasa shook her head: "I didn't create it myself, someone taught it." ”

"Who?"

"Yoshio Funakoshi!" At the mention of this name, there was an inexplicable look on the Rakshasa woman's face. "He came to Honganji five years ago and found me. I was so nervous that I thought I would be killed on the spot or reported to the Toyo government. Who knew that he just nodded at me and then practiced a punch for me. After the drill, I was asked to protect Nishi Honganji Temple as much as possible. So tonight, when facing the U.S. military, I'd rather be taken away myself than implicate Honganji. And over the years, there have been several merchants who have plotted the land of Nishi Honganji Temple, and they have also died violently at home for no reason, and that is my hand. ”

"Yoshio Funakoshi?" is the Tang master who was known as the 'Iron Finger Funakoshi' thirty years ago?" asked Wang Yong.

"Yes. ”

"This person extracted a set of unique karate techniques from the ancient Tang Dynasty, and was born, beating the entire Oriental karate world, and becoming famous in the East. Later, he founded trickle down karate, which revolutionized the traditional karate in a subversive way, and he himself ruled Oriental karate for many years with this unique theory, and was known as the last grandmaster of Oriental karate. I didn't expect the Creation Flood Furnace to be taken by him!" Wang Yong's expression was a little solemn.

This Yoshio Funakoshi is different from other karate people, Wang Yong has seen his actual combat video, and he is really powerful.

In particular, the trickle he founded was empty-handed, and he likes to use the trickle-like lingering offensive to wear down the opponent's sharpness a little bit. waited for the nirvana, but changed his style again, thundered with a blow, and ended the battle with one blow.

It is like the last drop of water worn by a drop of water, which has the decisive power to cause qualitative change from quantitative change.

Traditional karate stops at the beginning of the inch, and it talks about the point to the end. Yoshio Funakoshi, however, innovated it so that when the power penetrated into the opponent's body by an inch, it exploded instantly, killing the enemy with one blow.

Therefore, the masters of the major genres who were challenged by Yoshio Funakoshi at the beginning were either dead or disabled.

It was on this basis that Yoshio Funakoshi made a great name and founded a sect, and there are quite a few dojos in the East.

At the beginning, this person was already fierce, and Wang Yong didn't dare to imagine what level the boat Yue was after comprehending the Creation Furnace.

At least more powerful than Kim Ki Ryong is for sure.

However, Wang Yong will not give up because of difficulties. The creation of the flood furnace is very important to Wang Yong, and Wang Yong always has to try before he is willing to give up.

The Rakshasa woman seemed to see Wang Yong's thoughts, and poured cold water and said: "Not to mention that the combat power of Yoshio Funakoshi is several times higher than you, even if it is not high, you can't find him." After all, he hadn't been seen in almost five years. In other words, after he taught me that move, it never appeared again. Over the years, masters of other genres have continued to stand up and want to challenge Yoshio Funakoshi, but they can't find him. It is rumored in the Oriental martial arts world that Funakoshi is in retreat, and when he reappears, he will either die or be done. Don't get your hopes up. ”

Wang Yong's eyes flashed, and he had vaguely heard the news.

But Wang Yong doesn't care where Yoshio Funakoshi is or what state he is in.

Wang Yong must find Yoshio Funakoshi!

And the way to find it is very simple, that is, to force Yoshio Funakoshi to the point where he has to stand up!

Wang Yong looked at the night outside the window, and suddenly asked, "How many trickle halls are there in Yoshio Funakoshi?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"Naturally, it is useful. ”

"Yoshio Funakoshi's requirements for opening dojos were very strict, and so far only seven have opened, located in Edo, Kyoto, Yokohama, Kitakyushu, Sapporo, and Yokosuka. However, my news was already five years ago, and even if there has been an increase over the years, it must not be too much. The Rakshasa replied casually.

After answering, his body suddenly shook, and he seemed to think of Wang Yong's purpose in asking about this matter.

"You...... I won't want to ......," the Rakshasa asked in shock.

Wang Yong smiled slightly and said, "Congratulations, you guessed right." ”