Chapter 882: The Sky Has Eyes?

The white fox hummed in satisfaction, and swooped back into the heart moon fox's soft sword.

And the only remaining mist also seeped into the sword body with the white fox's figure and disappeared.

Inside the sword, a transparent white fox pattern quietly circulated, and then disappeared. But it's much clearer than before.

At the same time, the seven-aperture exquisite pendant on Wang Yong's neck also emitted a slight red light, like a human blinking proudly.

It's just that Wang Yong didn't see all this, he only saw that after the Xinyue Fox soft sword pierced into the yin and yang qi, the yin and yang qi disappeared.

It's like watching a stage play of light and shadow.

In an instant, the quiet room was restored to its original state, except for Wang Yong and Jin Jilong after the war, everything else was the same as before.

"Absorb sword qi?" Wang Yong was dumbfounded.

He only knew that this Heart Moon Fox Soft Sword was compared to the cow, and as for the extent of the cow ratio, he couldn't say. Not to mention the origin of this sword, its function, and its previous holder.

This sword is completely a trap from the sky, appearing in Wang Yong's hand.

Now it seems that this sword still has some secrets that Wang Yong does not know.

But what does it matter if you know it or not? Anyway, it's easy to use!

For example, now, didn't Wang Yong successfully take the initiative and become the person who dominated Jin Jilong's life and death?

Kim Ki-ryong is apparently aware of the problem as well.

He was even more terrified.

A second ago, although Wang Yong could kill him first, Wang Yong would also die.

But now, Wang Yong can unilaterally torture and kill him, and Wang Yong is still alive!

Jin Jilong's plan today failed completely, and instead he became a prisoner of Wang Yong's sword.

"Aren't you nervous?" asked Wang Yong with a playful smile.

Kim Ki-ryong was silent.

"Oh, I'm already nervous and speechless. ”

"......" Kim Ki-ryong wanted to scold his mother.

He has been in the South Korean martial arts world for so many years, and he has fought countless battles to the death, how can he be so nervous that he can't speak?

"If you want to kill, you will kill! What nonsense! It is not unjust to die under your sword, but it is a pity that the century-old national fortune of our Korean nation will fall into the hands of Er Xiaoxiao!" Kim Ki-ryong said viciously, but he was quite tough.

Wang Yong smiled, and his laughter was full of irony.

"A hundred years of national fortune, I found you to be as naïve as Li Zaixian. Oh, no, Lee was pretending to be naïve at first, and you are really stupid and naïve!"

"Who are you talking about?" said Kim Ki-ryong angrily.

He is a dignified taekwondo grandmaster-level figure, and he was taught by a junior to be "very stupid and naïve", can he not be angry?

"Li Zaixian pretended to be naïve because he was already riding a tiger, he wanted to become an imperial teacher, he wanted to become a saint who founded a sect, even if he found out that he was wrong, he could only go on hard. And you, do you also want to be an imperial teacher? It's just that Mr. President doesn't seem to like taekwondo very much! Mr. President prefers power and people who can put him in a position of power. Wang Yong said.

Jin Jilong frowned slightly, he couldn't understand Wang Yong's words.

"Do you think the current South Korea is the South Korea you want? The K-pop entertainment circle, which you are proud of, is in chaos, and rich girls will also be coerced and coerced to serve guests, and the purpose of the bigwigs to start entertainment companies is more to raise a group of pleasing tools and make friends with dignitaries; the business community is not a problem, it seems that this year alone, three presidents of large enterprises have been found to have violated the law and committed crimes; not to mention the political circles, obliquely teaching girlfriends and secretly interfering in politics, so many presidents have only one person who has been able to die a good death, and the others are all reported and resigned for some reason; military, oh, this South Korea does not. As for the people, needless to say, there seems to be nothing else than petitioning on the streets with a cloud of emotions in their chests. ”

Wang Yong is like an indifferent bystander, bringing together the chaos in South Korea over the years.

Every time he said something, Kim Ki-ryong's heart sank a little bit, and in the end, Kim Ki-ryong suddenly had an illusion that South Korea was dark.

What's more, he can't refute it yet. Because what Wang Yong said is true!

Is this the South Korea he wants to see?

Seeing that Jin Jilong was silent, Wang Yong snorted coldly, and said: "Originally, these things were all considered a normal problem in society, as long as they have undergone a period of washing and the people's wisdom is opened, they will naturally get to the root of the problem." But the most hateful thing is that some people do not hesitate to sacrifice the future of the entire South Korea in order to maintain their dream of being an emperor, so that the South Korean people will isolate themselves from history. History is a mirror capable of illuminating all the shortcomings of a people. De-sinicization, but the South Korean people do not know Chinese characters, unable to learn lessons from thousands of years of history, and see the truth under the fog. Nature becomes more and more ignorant and conducive to domination. Look at the South Korean people now, and then look at the trend of the South Korean media over the years, is it as I said?"

Kim Ki-ryong's heart has sunk to the bottom.

His face was ashen, and his heart was as dead as ashes.

This feeling made him more uncomfortable than Wang Yong killing him with a sword.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he understood that Wang Yong was right. To be cut off from history is to be cut off from the future.

Li Zaixian's path is tantamount to a dose of stimulant to quench your thirst!

"Alas!" Kim Ki-ryong sighed. "Kill me, it's a relief for me. ”

Wang Yong looked at Jin Jilong coldly, and the long sword in his hand slowly stepped forward.

Kim Ki-ryong closed his eyes and prepared to die.

Who knew that at this time, he heard Wang Yong say: "If you want to die, I won't let you die." I'm going to let you see what South Korea will look like in 10 or 20 years' time! Maybe it's rotten to the root and there's no cure for it, maybe someone will stand up and cry out to rebuild a new system. It's just that no matter what, China at that time must have left South Korea far behind, and it won't be able to catch up for another thousand years!"

"You ......" Jin Jilong's eyes were full of shock, and he couldn't believe that Wang Yong let him go like this.

Before he could finish digesting the news, suddenly the sound of a sharp blade cutting flesh came, and a puddle of blood soared.

At the same time, one arm rolled to the ground.

But it's Kim Ki-ryong's right arm.

"Hmph, capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes are unforgivable. Spare your life because of my relationship with Jin Jingyin, and cut off your arm because of your bad intentions that hurt me. From now on, your swordsmanship has been abolished, and as for taekwondo, it is estimated that you can still teach students, but it is impossible to fight in real combat. Wang Yong gently shook off the blood stains on the Xinyue Fox Soft Sword, and the dripping blood stains were like water droplets on the wall of the cup, dripping and rolling down, and the Xinyue Fox Soft Sword instantly looked like new.

Although Jin Jilong still has a left hand, he is very old, and if he wants to practice the left-handed sword again, it is difficult to climb to the sky. And if he is missing an arm, his body balance and offense and defense will be greatly reduced, and if he does it with someone at this age, he is purely looking for death.

Wang Yong cut off one of his arms, which seemed to be forgiving, but it was actually more serious than killing Jin Jilong.

A generation of taekwondo grandmasters was abolished in this life and fell off the altar. The torment can be imagined.

"You're so ruthless!" Jin Jilong stared at Wang Yong and said hatefully.

"If I were really ruthless, I would have cut you into a stick and spared your life, so that you could not even commit suicide. But I didn't do that, so I'm still kind. Wang Yong said.

When Kim Ki-ryong heard this, his whole body trembled.

The human stick is to cut off the arms and legs, leaving only a straight body. If he really wants to end up like this, Kim Ki-ryong can't even beg for death! That is the most cruel punishment.

Kim Ki-ryong was silent and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Still haven't opened the door yet, or do you want to bleed to death?" Wang Yong put away the Xinyue Fox Soft Sword and lifted the half of the Creation Furnace Ding Furnace on the table at the same time.

A look of distress flashed in Kim Ki-ryong's eyes, but he was helpless.

Wang Yong won, this thing naturally belongs to Wang Yong.

Let the people of the martial arts hall besiege Wang Yong to regain this treasure, Jin Jilong asked himself if he could do it. He hasn't done that yet.

Kim Ki-ryong pointed to the place under the table: "The button is there." ”

Wang Yong glanced at it, stretched out his hand to twist the switch, and then heard the door of the quiet room rumble open, and the light in the entire room brightened up for a while.

Wang Yong walked out and walked calmly.

Jin Jingyin, who had been waiting outside, saw Wang Yong come out alone, still holding the Ding furnace in his hand, and his heart was shocked.

She rushed forward, her face covered with frost, and asked, "What did you do to my grandfather?"

Wang Yong glanced at Jin Jingyin and replied, "Can't you just go in and see it yourself?"

When Jin Jingyin heard this, her face changed greatly, and her eyes showed a deep look of horror.

"You...... You...... ......Kill him? I want to avenge my grandfather!"

Jin Jingyin clenched her fists, her eyes were full of tears, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Her worst fears had happened.

But for some reason, she was obviously full of sadness and anger in her heart, but her fist just couldn't hit it, as if there was a thousand pounds of weight on her fist.

Wang Yong stood for a long time, just looking at Jin Jingyin calmly.

After a while, he said, "If you don't fight, I'll leave." ”

After speaking, Wang Yong bypassed Jin Jingyin and walked out.

And Jin Jingyin looked at Wang Yong's back in a daze, and the figure of her grandfather kept flashing in her mind, and finally intertwined with Wang Yong's figure and stacked into a blurred picture.

"If you don't go in again, maybe he'll die. Wang Yong's words came from afar.

Jin Jingyin was stunned for a moment, and then cried with joy.

Hurry up and run to the ashram.

The next moment, Jin Jingyin ran out with Jin Jilong on her back, opened the gate of the National Technical Institute with a bang, and ran to a car.

The other disciples of the National Technical Academy looked at each other in amazement, and then they also rushed out and escorted Jin Jingyin to the car.

The car immediately started and drove towards the hospital.

When the South Korean people who were blocking the door saw this scene, their faces changed.

"Who is the person Jin Jingyin is carrying? It can't be Master Jin, right?"

"It's very similar. Could it be that Master Jin has been defeated?"

"Why is this a failure, I don't even think I have an arm! God is simply deliberately punishing us South Korea, it's only been a few days, and we have lost two national treasure-level masters in a row! Why is this?"

"I say, guys, can you please stop guessing. We only saw Master Jin come out, but we didn't see Wang Yong come out. Maybe although Master Jin broke his arm, he beat Wang Yong to death?"

"That's right, it seems that I really didn't see Wang Yong come out! This possibility is very high! Wang Yong is already dead!"

The South Korean people were clamoring, and one by one, their faces changed from their previous depression to elation.

Wang Yong is dead by this catastrophe, who is not happy?

This is called the sky has eyes!