The sharp blade of the sword immediately cut a deep wound in the palm of Funakoshi Yoshio's hand, and blood flowed like a stream of blood on the blade.

A trace of obscurity flashed in Wang Yong's heart, although he didn't know why Yoshio Funakoshi did this, but it was definitely not a good thing to know.

So he struggled to pull the soft sword of the heart moon fox out of the palm of Funakoshi Yoshio's hand.

Unexpectedly, the blade only moved a few inches, and it was stuck by Yoshio Funakoshi's metacarpal bones, and he couldn't move anymore.

The more the boat got, the more Yoshio's blood flowed, all flowing on the sword. A strange scene happened, the blood did not drip down, but slowly spread along the blade, as if it had its own life consciousness!

You must know that the soft blade of the Xinyue Fox is like autumn frost, and it usually kills people without even leaving a drop of blood. Where does this large patch of blood stick to it?

"What the hell are you doing?" Wang Yong's face sank and asked in a cold voice.

Yoshio Funakoshi didn't answer, just laughed more and more crazily.

Suddenly, a spell came out of his mouth: "Return, return!" I don't know where you're going. Hold the lotus flower! Great vow! Void and no phase! Attract the ten directions!"

After the incantation was recited, Yoshio Funakoshi's hair immediately decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, followed by the skin of his face, and the whole face was drooping down, which was extremely terrifying. It was as if I had aged fifty years in an instant.

At the same time, the blood stains on the Heart Moon Fox's soft sword began to squirm rapidly, like a lifeform with tentacles, gathering towards the hilt of the sword.

In just an instant, he had already jumped onto the back of Wang Yong's right hand, which was holding the hilt of the sword.

"This is?" Wang Yong was stunned.

"You should thank me for the fact that I have given you a life journey that is absolutely beyond your imagination!, of course, if you can survive the power of the Blood Sacrifice. Hahahaha...... "Yoshio Funakoshi smiled very happily.

Wang Yong's eyes were cold, and a murderous intent burst out: "Whether I can survive or not, at least you can't survive now!"

Wang Yong turned the Xinyue Fox soft sword, and the sharp blade was stuck in the metacarpal bones of Funakoshi Yoshio, making a sneering and screeching sound. The soft sword rotated like an electric drill, cutting off Yoshio Funakoshi's entire metacarpal bone in an instant, and the blade that penetrated into Yoshio Funakoshi's body twisted a transparent hole in Yoshio's heart, shattering his heart.

The smile in Funakoshi's eyes came to an abrupt end, leaving only fear and reluctance.

Originally, he thought that he had already seen through life and death, but when death came, he realized that death was terrible after all.

If he could do it all over again, he wouldn't have chosen this path.

Poof!

Yoshio Funakoshi fell to the sky, his eyes wide open, and he lost his life. All that remains is the frozen cold affection, telling people the fear of death.

Hum, the venue that had just been noisy suddenly became as silent as death.

Not only the Oriental audience, but even the Chinese students had their lips slightly open and couldn't say a word.

No one expected that there would be such a big contrast between the beginning and the end of the story, and this contrast came so quickly.

Just now, Wang Yong was unilaterally ravaged by Yoshio Funakoshi, and he was about to die. Unexpectedly, in just a moment, the person lying on the ground became Yoshio Funakoshi.

And Yoshio Funakoshi's last move was more like a trapped beast counterattack, with strong despair and unwillingness.

It's a pity that this unwillingness has not been transformed into strength and changed the result.

"Master Funakoshi...... Dead?" An Oriental man who admired Yoshio Funakoshi extremely lost his soul and looked at Yoshio Funakoshi's corpse in disbelief and couldn't believe it.

"Master!" a man cried out in grief, staggering into the ring and throwing himself on top of the body of Yoshio Funakoshi.

But it's Akino.

Akino had thought about countless endings beforehand, but after thinking about so many things, he didn't expect this one to happen in front of him.

How can the person who died be Master Yoshio Funakoshi?!

"Mr. Funakoshi, he ...... Defeated?" Boom, a Toyo Sports Agency official's teacup fell to the ground, staring at the ring in a daze, motionless.

And Anda Aida, who had just walked out of the venue not far away, listened to the cheers that had just come from the venue, and showed a smile that he had known this for a long time.

"That Wang Yong is also a generation of geniuses, so it's a pity to die like this. But there is no way, this is the rivers and lakes of warriors, there is no compromise between life and death. Yuyu Adachi said, ready to get in the car and leave.

But when I opened the car door, I suddenly received a mobile phone message: You guessed wrong, it was Yoshio Funakoshi who died.

It was sent by Chiba Masashi.

With a bang, Anda Aida's phone fell to the ground, his face full of shock and incredulity.

"How can this be? how can this be?" Adachi Aida stood in place, muttering to himself, the stunned look in his eyes lingering for a long time.

Whew, at this time, the weather changed suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and the low-hanging clouds pressed tightly against the ground, as if they would fall in the next second.

Seeing this, the pedestrians on the road immediately quickened their pace and rushed home. It's just that this rain came much faster than expected, and a thunderbolt exploded, and the bean-sized raindrops crackled and fell down.

Soon the whole world was covered by heavy rain lines, and only a vast amount of water vapor was left in the sky and earth.

K1 Fight Gym, Anda Aida, pedestrians on the road, seem to be divided into three different worlds by the rain curtain, but they are equally isolated.

Just like the mood of all Toyo TV viewers right now.

The oriental martial arts they were proud of were defeated in the hands of the Chinese kung fu of "flower fist embroidered legs".

This heavy blow was unacceptable to all Orientals.

Counting Yoshio Funakoshi, Wang Yong has already killed seven Oriental martial arts masters in a row! One is heavier than the other, and one is more representative of Oriental martial arts than the other.

I'm afraid that now the entire East Ocean can't find a person who can match Wang Yong.

This is the sorrow of the Orient and the death of the nation.

Inside the venue, the Oriental audience was silent.

After experiencing the initial stunned, more than a dozen Chinese students immediately came to their senses.

"Teacher Wang won! Teacher Wang won!"

"Haha, I knew that Teacher Wang could win! Long live Chinese kung fu! Long live Teacher Wang!"

"Damn, cool! Raise your eyebrows! I see who will dare to say that our kung fu is a fist and embroidered legs in the future! If they are not convinced, let them compare with Teacher Wang!"

The international students vented their excitement to the fullest, and did not care about the murderous eyes of the Oriental audience next to them.

And the only thing that the Oriental audience who have learned the lesson can do is "revenge", and let them stage a drama of climbing over the guardrail and impacting the Chinese students, they don't dare.

The only person who can stop Wang Yong is dead, and now Wang Yong is the biggest in the audience, who dares to challenge the ban that Wang Yong made before?

Thinking of this, and looking at the body of Yoshio Funakoshi on the stage, many Oriental viewers were so sad that they couldn't help but cover their faces and cry.

The crying was contagious, and soon the whole stadium was filled with the sound of crying, and a huge sadness filled the air, echoing the sound of rain outside the hall.

Even the staff of the venue were full of sadness, forgetting the finishing work they were supposed to do.

"Master, we won! We won!" Yinglang said excitedly.

He didn't realize that his passport still had the words Oriental nationality written on it.

"The winner of this competition is Wang Yong!" Yinglang grabbed Wang Yong's arm and raised it up suddenly.

The venue staff didn't do their job, but Yinglang announced the results instead of them.

This action, like a wake-up bell, woke up the stunned audience in front of the TV.

"Let's win! Haha, Huaxia Kung Fu has won!"

"I knew that Huaxia Kung Fu is not a fist embroidered leg! It is a real killing technique!"

"For the first time, it was the first time that Chinese Kung Fu proved itself in a world-class event. I'm so happy to see this!"

The Chinese audience burst into tears.

After so many years, it is not only Huaxia Kung Fu that has suffered from misunderstandings, but also all the Chinese people who are the carriers of Huaxia Kung Fu!

Perhaps many Chinese people have more or less scolded kung fu, scolded kung fu masters as liars, and scolded the Chinese martial arts world as waste. But do they really want to scold? They just love and hate!

Because no matter how loud these scolding is, they can only scold their own compatriots. Once you go abroad, it is still the Chinese people who bear the white eyes and criticism for Chinese kung fu! There is no one who does not want to talk about kung fu with foreigners with great pride, and dare to pat their chests and say that we are the best in the world of Chinese kung fu, whether it is performance or actual combat!

Now, this dream has not yet been realized, but it is at least half realized. Wang Yong's victory is enough to prove that Huaxia Kung Fu has enough actual combat ability, which is not inferior to any fighting skill in the world!

The Chinese audience has mixed feelings in their hearts, but the emotions of the audience in other countries are simple.

As if they had expected the outcome, the South Korean audience pouted and said, "I knew it was so." Even our South Korea has lost, can Dongyang win? Wang Yong is simply the embodiment of invincibility, and no one in Asia should be able to stop him. ”

The Indian audience shook their heads in shock: "Brutal, Chinese kung fu is too brutal." True martial arts should be as elegant as yoga, and killing people is not a good thing. ”

Thai viewer: "I didn't expect that Chinese kung fu really has two strokes, this is a man's game, this is the real fighting! We finally have an evenly matched opponent in Muay Thai! I am suddenly looking forward to next year's sanda and Muay Thai PK match." ”

K1 Arena in the ring.

The only expression on the scene was the same, and the only one who did not change was Wang Yong.

"Master, you seem to be unhappy?" Yinglang couldn't help but ask when he found that Wang Yong's mood was wrong.

Before Wang Yong could answer, Yinglang hurriedly replied: "I know, Master is worthy of being a master, a master, a master, a master! Others will only be excited when they defeat their opponents, but Master has already entered the invincible realm where dying an opponent is less fun! I really hope that one day I can also enter that realm and experience the feeling of being overwhelmed by the cold......

Wang Yong listened to Yinglang's words, and really wanted to slap him away.

What a high place is unbearable, Wang Yong is expressionless purely because he is suppressing the abnormalities in his body with all his strength!

It wasn't until Yoshio Funakoshi fell to the ground that Wang Yong understood what Yoshio Funakoshi had done to him.

The mantra recited by Yoshio Funakoshi is obviously a spiritual secret technique in a certain oriental religion, which can be strengthened by sacrificial blood and energy. At the last moment, Yoshio Funakoshi used his whole body qi and blood to carry out all the Creation Oven Fist Intent in the Heart Moon Fox Soft Sword and sent it into Wang Yong's body.

And Yoshio Funakoshi's previous sentence "Don't you want the other half of the furnace? Now, I'll give it to you" refers to this.

Yoshio Funakoshi forcibly stuffed all the fist intent of the Creation Oven into Wang Yong's body!

Yoshio Funakoshi gave it really thoroughly! It was really selfless! It really moved Wang Yong!