Chapter 717: Killing people is like slaughtering chickens
"Aikido - Sword Flow Slash!" Suddenly, Jiro Takeda's originally ordinary hand knife suddenly skyrocketed, and the milky white qi was as dense as substance, and it looked good in an instant.
"Wow......"
The sudden shocking change blinded the audience's titanium eyes and knife energy! How many people can see it today in the era of the end of the law? For a while, the vast majority of people at the scene were shocked, and at the same time, the Chinese audience was also collectively silenced by the crisis faced by Zhang Yi.
However, who knew that at this moment, Zhang Yi's heart was as calm as water, and under the calm appearance, there was a scorching fire, which could be detected from his eager eyes.
"Lieyan Explosive Fist ......"
"Huh...... Whew......"
Sure enough, I heard a loud cry from Zhang Yi's mouth, and then the ten fingers of both hands were clasped into claws, and the sound of breaking the air with a "......" sound, and suddenly two strange flames appeared out of thin air between the ten fingers.
The mutation suddenly sprung up again, and it was even more shocking than Takeda Jiro's air knife flow before, not only the audience was shocked, but even Takeda Jiro was also affected at this moment, his eyes were dull for a short time, and the air knife hand that slashed at Zhang Yi was also stunned.
The duel between masters often determines the outcome in an instant, and if the strength of the two people in the ring is completely unequal, at this moment, Takeda Jiro is actually distracted in the battle of life and death, which is undoubtedly self-defeating, how could Zhang Yi let go of such an opportunity.
"Die......"
"Bang ......"
Between the lightning and the fire, Zhang Yi grabbed Takeda Jiro's air knife hand with one hand, and at the same time, another explosive punch hit Takeda Jiro's lower abdomen, making a "......bang" sound.
"Whew...... Beep ......"
"Ah...... Whew......"
The scorching flame in Zhang Yi's hand was like a virus, and instantly spread to Takeda Jiro's body, and within a few seconds, Takeda Jiro became a burning man, screaming like a ghost crying wolf, the sound was chilling, and the audience was all frightened, or unbelievable, or terrified...... And so on and so forth.
In less than a minute, Jiro Takeda had turned into a pile of ashes, and the air was filled with the smell of scorching meat, but at the moment no one appreciated the fragrance, but there was a feeling of discomfort churning and nausea.
"A grass chicken, it's just vulnerable!" At this time, Zhang Yi, who was the only one standing in the ring, stroked the bangs in front of his forehead very coquettishly, and said to the host under the stage very narcissistically: "Hey...... Who's that, are you changing to announce the results. β
"Ah...... Oh! Oh! Hearing Zhang Yi's call, the host woke up like a dream, and nodded in response, but he had not yet recovered from the shock, his eyes were dull, and he was doing subconscious movements mechanically, so that he was more than ten meters away, and he didn't even get to the ring for a few minutes, and finally walked to the ring, but the host only dared to stand a few meters away from Zhang Yi, as if he was afraid that the evil god in front of him would also punch him and burn him to ashes.
"Present...... Right now...... I declare the first game won by Huaxia......"
"Wow......"
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
The host finally stumbled to announce the results of the first game, and when this result appeared, the Chinese audience at the scene suddenly burst into unprecedented enthusiasm, cheers, howls, applause, and the sound reverberated the entire stadium, as if it wanted to overturn the ceiling of the stadium.
In fact, it is no wonder that the Chinese audience is so passionate, in fact, the suppressed emotions caused by the successive defeats of Jiangnan martial arts yesterday suddenly burst out, like such patriotic feelings, as long as there is a hot-blooded Chinese people, there will be no shortage.
The cheers lasted for more than ten minutes, and they did not stop for a long time, and Zhang Yi also enjoyed the treatment of a hero, at this moment, whether it was the on-site Chinese audience, or the audience watching the live broadcast in front of the TV, they all regarded him as an idol, so at this moment Zhang Yi became popular, so red that even the Internet was noisy.
However, the ring competition was not over yet, and under the urging of the host, Zhang Yi finally jumped out of the ring with satisfaction and returned to Liu Fan's camp.
As soon as Zhang Yi arrived, Chen Gang immediately gave him a bear hug, and even said rudely: "Wow! Second brother, that punch you just made was really exciting, shouldn't this be the new move you said? β
"Yes! Second brother, and the POSS on the stage just now is really crazy! Wang Shiren also echoed Chen Gang's words, and punched Zhang Yi in the chest, and didn't forget to say with contempt: "But you actually use immortal cultivation methods to deal with a mortal, isn't it too much...... The cannon hit the mosquitoes, didn't it? β
"Okay, don't make trouble...... Just when the brothers were making a fuss, Liu Fan stepped forward, patted Wang Shiren on the shoulder, and said, "Little Four, it's up to you next, we don't need to live, you know?" β
"Quack ......" As soon as he heard Liu Fan order, Wang Shiren couldn't help but be overjoyed, and then the thief smiled and said: "You just look at it, I won't freeze that little stick into ice, and I won't have the face to come back to see you." β
"Go ahead!" Liu Fan has nothing to worry about Wang Shiren, this is an unequal battle, in fact, Liu Fan just made the brothers famous, otherwise he was really not so bored as to deal with these little miscellaneous fish in person, so he pushed Wang Shiren out.
"Hey! Little four, brother, I can do it in one move, don't procrastinate. β
"Yes! Yes! Little four-eyed, rest assured and bold, you boss and I are your solid backing. β
"Cut ......"
Chen Gang and Zhang Yi, the two sluts, did not forget to tease Wang Shiren before leaving, laughing and scolding as if they were not participating in the ring of a life-and-death duel, but watching some kind of happy theater, and the fight of the brothers also infected the other audiences around, and the audience sitting in the Huaxia District was naturally happy, while the audience of the other three countries was worried about the next game, after all, Zhang Yi left a deep impression on them.
"Good! Now the second showdown is about to begin, and the players from both sides are invited to take the stage...... Wang Shiren, a martial artist from Huaxia, faced off against Park Chang-ho, a kendo master of the Han Kingdom. At this time, the host's words sounded very inappropriately, and at the same time shifted the attention of everyone on the scene to the ring.
And with the completion of the host's introduction, Wang Shiren and Park Changhao leaped into the ring one after another, at this moment the two looked at each other, Park Changhao is a middle-aged uncle in his fifties, burly, holding a long sword, the cold light of the blade looms, it is not a prop at first glance, on the other hand, Wang Shiren is bare-handed, and his figure is a little thin, the two in front of him are obviously defeated in terms of size and equipment.
However, with Zhang Yi's Zhuyu in front, Park Changhao didn't dare to take it lightly, and Takeda Jiro's experience was in front of him, so as soon as he came up, Park Changhao's eyes didn't dare to leave Wang Shiren for a moment, and compared to Park Changhao's nervousness, Wang Shiren was much more relaxed, in his eyes Park Changhao was a dish, and he could take it at any time, so at this moment his standing posture was loose and full of loopholes, and he couldn't help but see Park Changhao on the other side, if it weren't for the fact that the host hadn't announced the start of the game at this moment, maybe Park Changhao would have launched an attack a long time ago.
"The game starts ......"
The second duel finally started when Park Changhao was anxious, and before the host left the ring, Park Changhao took the lead in attacking Wang Shiren, his toes hit the ground, his body flew away like flying, and the long sword in his hand pierced the sky with his innate qi.
"Choking ......"
Park Changhao held a long sword and stabbed Wang Shiren in the throat, and when he was less than half a meter in front of Wang Shiren, the iridium was unprecedentedly hindered, as if it had stabbed an iron plate, making a piercing metal collision sound, and when he looked up, he saw that at some point, a yellow barrier appeared in front of Wang Shiren, and this barrier was like a moat, no matter how Park Changhao tried his best, he couldn't get close.
Facing Park Changhao's sneak attack, Wang Shiren sneered: "Hmph! I have long heard of the shamelessness of the little stick in the cold country, and I finally saw it. β
When he missed, Park Changhao immediately retreated, and immediately slashed his sword in his chest, and did not forget to sneer at each other: "Hmph! In the struggle between life and death, either you die or I die, as long as you can kill the enemy, what if you do whatever it takes? I can only say that you are too naΓ―ve......"
"Hehe......" Wang Shiren couldn't deny a smile, and in an instant, he shot back with a sinister face: "Don't take shamelessness as fun, the people of the cold country are really shameless and have no lower limit, then you should be ready to die and be conscious." β
Park Changhao was so angry by Wang Shiren's words that he shouted angrily: "Don't talk much, see the truth in your hands!" β
"Humph!" Wang Shiren snorted coldly, looked at Park Changhao coldly, and his subordinates quickly pinched the trick, and in a few seconds, countless obscure and complicated tricks were presented from his hands, and finally his hands were stunned, and then he shouted: "Wanfang Snow Drifting ......"
With the sound of loud shouts, Wang Shiren's blue light appeared, and there was no wind and waves within a radius of 100 meters in an instant, rolling up the corners of Wang Shiren's clothes, and the next moment the temperature in a radius of 100 meters plummeted, rising up with white gas, white gas mixed with blue light rushed to the sky, and then snowflakes floated in the sky.
"Huh? It's cold! What's going on, why is it so cold all of a sudden?"
"Could it be that the heating is broken?"
"Look...... It's snowing......"
ββ¦β¦β
The sky is a vision, the temperature plummets, and the audience at the scene feels it almost at the same time, and it is faithfully reflected on the TV, if the audience does not know that this is a ring match, they may mistakenly think that it is a TV special effect, and only the audience at the scene can truly feel it.
At the same time, Park Chang-ho, who was in the ring, felt it the most, his hair and shoulders were covered with snowflakes at the moment, and the freezing and biting coldness was so real, and all this was just a matter of seconds.
"Thousands of miles of frozen ......" Before Park Changhao woke up, Wang Shiren's killing move had already come out, and suddenly heard an angry roar, and saw Wang Shiren like the king of the earth, smashing the ring with both fists, and instantly a cold blue light disappeared from the ground.
"Bang......
"Beep horn......
"Knock ......"
Just when everyone was surprised, ice spikes suddenly poured out on the ground, sweeping away from Park Changhao in front of Wang Shiren's fists, and at this time, Park Changhao was frightened to find that his body was frozen, and he had the idea of dodging, but his body did not obey the call, and could only watch the ice spikes come quickly.
"Ahh......h
"Ah......"
One move caused the enemy to freeze Park Changhao into an ice sculpture, but Wang Shiren didn't want to stop there, shouted loudly, jumped up and flew up, and then raised his fist and slammed down towards the ice sculpture, the entire ice sculpture collapsed in an instant, and even Park Changhao's body was not spared, shattered into pieces.