"Master!" Ying Lang shouted, and was about to rush into the ring.

Behind him, the Rakshasa grabbed him.

"What are you doing?" asked Yinglang angrily, looking back.

The Rakshasa Woman shook her head lightly and said, "If you rush up, you will only seek death, and those turbulent currents in the ring are a mortal threat to you." ”

Ying Lang glanced at the white air flow that did not dissipate in the ring, and the Dao Dao surged like a knife, making a sneering sound. If the turbulent current hits the throat or other vital points, it will indeed kill people in an instant.

But......

Yinglang's eyes flashed with a hint of hope, and he looked at the Rakshasa girl: "Master is still alive, right?"

The Rakshasa understood the meaning in Yinglang's eyes, but she couldn't deceive Yinglang. She avoided Yinglang's eyes a little evasively, and replied, "I...... I don't know. Yoshio Funakoshi's moves just now were too ferocious, and they were beyond my level of understanding of power. So I can't judge what kind of damage this level of power will cause to Wang Yong. ”

The words of the Rakshasa Woman were a little vague, but in fact, the subtext was that Yoshio Funakoshi's move was already earth-shattering, and the possibility of Wang Yong's next move was almost zero.

Yinglang's eyes dimmed instantly, tears welled up in his eyes, and his knees fell to the ground with a pop.

The Chinese audience in front of the TV looked at the TV screen in disbelief.

Even the camera did not capture Wang Yong's figure. It seems that Wang Yong is really dead, and he has been beaten to pieces, and not even a single intact corpse has been preserved.

In an instant, a wave of despair rose in the hearts of every Chinese audience.

Is Chinese martial arts really so unbearable? Can it really only be eliminated by the times? Even Wang Yong, who has always been invincible, can't avoid it?

"I don't believe it! I don't believe that something that has been passed down for thousands of years will become extinct like this! If it is extinct, why don't taekwondo, karate, boxing, and Muay Thai, which are all martial arts skills, become extinct together, but only Huaxia Kung Fu? Could it be that Huaxia Kung Fu has never been on the battlefield at all for thousands of years, and it cannot kill the enemy at all? So what is the only Chinese history that has maintained continuity? This is unreasonable! Chinese Kung Fu will definitely regain its glory, I firmly believe!"

At this time, a Chinese student at the scene suddenly jumped up and shouted.

He was only a few meters away from the camera, and the sound was completely absorbed into the camera, and the signal was transmitted to the television.

This international student used Chinese, and the foreign audience couldn't understand it, but all the Chinese audience understood.

At this moment, the Chinese audience, who was full of despair in their hearts, was suddenly stunned, and then their eyes became resolute.

Yes, if Chinese kung fu is really embroidered with fists, then who will guard these thousands of years of Chinese history?

Huaxia Kung Fu may be questioned and humiliated now, but sooner or later, it will re-show its pride and glory to the world!

Undoubtedly!

On this road of rejuvenation, there will be countless characters like Wang Yong, who are willing to dedicate themselves to the revival of Chinese culture and Chinese kung fu. All such characters are worthy of respect!

Boom, no one advocated it, and there was no way to advocate it at the same time, all the Huaxia TV viewers got up and stood up.

They slowly raised their right hands, their faces solemn, and saluted Wang Yong, who was uncertain about his life and death on the TV.

As sung in the national anthem, Wang Yong and a group of other people have always practiced their beliefs with their actions, "braving the enemy's artillery fire, advancing, advancing, advancing"!

Whew, a breeze blew through the ring, bringing the white gas to rotate and rise, so that the last corner of the ring that was covered by the white gas was also revealed.

And when this corner appeared in front of everyone's eyes, the Chinese students at the scene suddenly jumped up and shouted happily.

"Teacher Wang!"

"Teacher Wang is not dead! Teacher Wang is still alive!"

Yinglang, who was kneeling on the ground, was also stunned, and then cried with joy: "I knew that the master was fine, and a Funakoshi Yoshio wanted to defeat the master, no way!"

The Rogue's frowning brow also relaxed, revealing a smile.

It's just that she laughed a little, and immediately changed color.

"Oh no! Yoshio Funakoshi's fist intent isn't over yet!"

Yoshio Funakoshi in the ring seemed to have expected this moment, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, looking at Wang Yong, who was being forced to be a little embarrassed.

This trick is really powerful, even if Wang Yong also sent out a high-quality counterattack, it still easily penetrated Wang Yong's furnace fist intent.

This is a fist intent directly extracted from the brewing oven! Wang Yong, a mortal, would want to block it, it's ridiculous!

"This time it's really over. Yoshio Funakoshi sighed, a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Golden fetus, Fuji!" Funakoshi Yoshio's arm turned, and he suddenly spoke.

I saw that the white qi that had already dissipated suddenly gathered again, and it took shape in an instant, turning into a grinding disc a full two meters in size. The momentum is stronger than the previous one, and the grinding disc rotates slowly, faintly giving birth to the power of attraction, as if to suck Wang Yong's spirit into the grinding disc and strangle it.

Originally, seeing that Wang Yong was not dead, the Oriental audience, who were a little depressed, immediately boiled.

Even if they don't know martial arts, they can see this scene and know that Wang Yong is in danger!

The Chinese students, who had been happy for a long time, became silent, as if they were suddenly dumb.

The eyes of the entire arena were attracted by the huge grinding disc in the ring, and they counted silently in their hearts, wanting to know how many numbers they counted, and Wang Yong would be crushed by the grinding plate.

No one thought that Wang Yong would be able to survive this time.

Except for one person.

Wang Yong himself.

Wang Yong smiled, as if he hadn't seen the grinding disc in front of him at all. There was even time to make a comment: "Awesome! I actually absorbed my fist intent and strengthened your elucidation grinding plate." It's a pity ......"

Wang Yong shook his head.

And the audience was stunned.

A dying man even shook his head and said that others were a pity? Is this guy crazy or did he get the wrong script?

It's Yoshio Funakoshi who should say this, right?

When Yoshio Funakoshi heard Wang Yong's words, he showed a faint look of ridicule and did not respond.

The best response he has made, as long as Wang Yong dies under the mill, no matter how sharp Wang Yong's words are, they will become a joke!

And this moment has come!

The grinding disc rotated in the void, like a spaceship, blocking all directions, firmly locking Wang Yong.

Snort, the grinding disc penetrated the air and jumped out in front of Wang Yong, the huge figure directly covered Wang Yong's whole person, and the two rotating discs faced Wang Yong and crushed him.

Now, Wang Yong shouldn't be able to laugh, right? Some Oriental viewers thought.

But when they looked over from the side, they found that Wang Yong was still laughing!

Smile brightly, smile confidently!

This guy is crazy, he must be crazy!

But in the next second, the Oriental audience, who concluded that Wang Yong was crazy, was stunned in place, and turned to wonder if he was crazy. Otherwise, why would there be such a strange scene?!

When the grinding disc was about to run over Wang Yong, he saw Wang Yong take out a sword from his waist and stab it directly into the grinding disc composed of turbulence, as if it could pierce these turbulence.

And it is this seemingly stupid move that actually has an effect!

Hearing a loud bang, the grinding disc collapsed, and a blue-black aura flew out of the grinding disc and injected into the soft sword in Wang Yong's hand.

The turbulent air currents scattered in all directions, like a cloudburst bomb detonated in mid-air, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Wang Yong stood under the turbulent current, standing still, raising his sword and asking the sky, hiding the posture of an immortal.

"This ...... How is it possible? A sword stabs the air?" the Oriental audience was dumbfounded.

Yoshio Funakoshi looked at Wang Yong in disbelief, unable to say a word for a long time.

This is the fist intent he drew from the furnace of creation! But it is the real fist intent of the ancients!

Not to mention a sword stabbing explosion, even a cannon can't be blown away!

But why, Wang Yong did it?

Yoshio Funakoshi was puzzled.

Wang Yong didn't seem to be ready to answer him at all. Wang Yong slowly walked towards Yoshio Funakoshi, with a hint of ridicule on his face, and asked: "Triggering the fist intent twice in a row, I'm afraid you are now a strong outsider, the end of the strong crossbow, right?" Say, how do you want to die?"

It's as if he didn't hear Wang Yong's words, and his eyes are always fixed on the soft sword of the heart moon fox in Wang Yong's hand.

After a while, his face suddenly changed, and he said, "I understand, it's not that you stabbed the fist intent, but this sword absorbed all the fist intent! You are cheating, cheating!"

Wang Yong saw that Funakoshi Yoshio guessed the truth, and he didn't deny it, but looked at Funakoshi Yoshio with an idiot-like gaze, and only asked rhetorically after a while: "Cheating? In the contract signed before coming to power, did you say that you are not allowed to use a sword?"

Yoshio Funakoshi was stagnant.

There is only one clause written in the contract: no restriction rules. In other words, as long as you don't use external force and don't use outsiders, even if Wang Yong takes out a gun and kills Funakoshi Yoshio, Funagoshi Yoshio has to admit it!

This was originally a trap set by the Oriental Sports Hall for Wang Yong, wanting to directly beat Wang Yong to death in the ring and prevent Wang Yong from leaving the Oriental alive.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he cocooned himself and trapped Yoshio Funakoshi inside.

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!" muttered Yoshio Funakoshi, suddenly with a look of madness in his eyes, and a very hideous smile on his face.

Brushing, Yoshio Funakoshi's body suddenly rushed forward, and pounced on Wang Yong with great strength. wants to take advantage of Wang Yong's unpreparedness to kill Wang Yong in one fell swoop.

Wang Yong snorted coldly, and a purple sword light lit up with the Moon Fox Soft Sword in the center of his hand, which fell on Funakoshi Yoshio's chest.

Like a hot iron drill through the butter, the soft sword of the heart moon fox easily pierced the body of Yoshio Funakoshi, penetrating the whole person of Yoshio Funakoshi.

Yoshio Funakoshi's eyes were stunned, as if he didn't expect his body to be so fragile. But then, he made a crazy move.

The body was sent forward, and the whole person threw himself in front of Wang Yong on the soft sword.

"Don't you want the other half of the furnace ding, and now, I'll give it to you!" a crazy smile swelled across Yoshio Funakoshi's face, and his hands gripped the blade of the Shinzuki Fox Soft Sword tightly.