Li Rang won two consecutive martial arts competitions, once against Lin Xuankun and once against Kenon.

In the end, there were three people left, and Han Yi knew that no matter who ended up competing with Li Rang, he would take the lead, because the computer would probably not turn to her again.

Of course, Li Rang's killing of Kenon was also met with countless eyes with murderous intent, among which the hatred was the strongest, obviously with a strong murderous aura, almost at the touch of a few Vietnamese, Thai, Burmese generals, these warlord leaders, all of them were dark and thin, and fierce were written on their faces.

The warlords of Thailand, Burma, Vietnam, Laos, and Cambodia are almost all poisonous, killing people without blinking, and asking for money without dying.

If it weren't for the fact that in this small suburban county, where they don't have guns in their hands and no subordinates underneath, they would have turned their faces and started beating them up a long time ago.

Now in addition to scolding a few words of local language, these warlord and drug lord leaders can only stare at Li Rang with murderous eyes, as if their eyes can be used as a sword to scrape off a few taels of flesh and blood from Li Rang's body.

The half-hour break passed quickly, and as the time approached, names began to flash on the big computer screen.

It quickly freezes.

Huaguo: Han Yi.

Japan: Funakoshi Kazutao.

As soon as these two names came out, everyone's breath was short, and the ring suddenly became quiet, with a terrifying sense of horror, like walking into the screening room of a thriller movie.

Many of the big names stared at the two names on the top of the screen, and then turned their gaze to the two people sitting under the ring.

"Funakoshi Yitao is the leader of the young generation of Japanese combat faction, although this Chinese named Han Yi is powerful and can dodge the sniper of three guns, but I am afraid that he is not the opponent of Funakoshi Yitao, do I want to bet more money on Funakoshi Yitao?"

A rich man with a European and American face said to himself.

Similarly, many wealthy and high-ranking officials in the venue were thinking about the level of kung fu between Han Yi and Funakoshi Yitao, thinking about betting funds.

"It is said that this boat Yue Yitao, thirteen years old at the age of thirteen under the waterfall to practice fist and foot kung fu, learning or the Japanese Shaolin Temple martial arts, not at all Japanese karate those low-level kung fu, ten years old is the first disciple of the Shaolin Temple, specializing in the study of Buddhism, and after many martial arts masters under the guidance, it is the true transmission of the Shaolin Temple monks, the year before last he challenged his own uncle Songtao Pavilion Funakoshi Pavilion master, it is said that under the attack of this magic master fifty hands undefeated!"

"I heard that a few days ago, this Huaguo Han Yi once fought with Ding Guosheng, the master of Yunzhou Huajin, and was slapped by Ding Guosheng and was beaten more than three meters away.

Many people have ideas in their heads and make comparisons.

Li Rang also looked at Han Yi and saw that his face was calm, and he was a lot more relieved, but he still said, "Be careful." ”

Han Yi nodded, seeing that many people were looking at him, there was encouragement and pity in their eyes.

Smiling slightly, Han Yi said to Wu Tianshen, "How much money do I have with you now?"

"Less than 200 million. Wu Tian said in a deep voice.

"Help me suppress!" Han Yi waved his hand to stop Wu Tianshen from continuing to speak, and got up to the ring.

On the other hand, the Japanese camp.

"Yitao, I found a delicious snack in Jianshui County yesterday, wait until you finish the game, let's go eat, okay?"

Yanagi Noko said softly, her tone was soft, and the look of admiration in her expression when she looked at Funakoshi Yitao was undisguised.

"If you want me to say that you shouldn't go to such a small place to participate in any martial arts conference, your current kung fu can completely challenge those famous big boxers in Huaguo, even if it is the Five Nations Martial Arts Conference, it is just some small shrimp to participate, why bother with this thought, isn't it better to defeat those big boxers who have achieved fame?"

"The Buddhist scriptures say that in the world of sava, everything is suffering. Only martial arts can make me feel detachment and happiness, and every step of the martial arts journey, transcendent happiness will be connected with pain, which is unwanted. If I ask for it, I will definitely defeat those martial arts masters, but the road must be taken step by step. ”

Yanagami Noko nodded ignorantly, only feeling that Yitaojun was full of knowledge.

Funakoshi Yitao also got up and walked into the ring.

Yanagami Noko looked at the slender figure of Funakoshi Ichitao, and her eyes were confused.

The two stepped into the ring almost at the same time, their eyes colliding as if they were bursting into sparks.

Funakoshi Kazutao wears a snow-white practice uniform, clogs under his feet, and a headband with the national flag of the Red Sun Martial Arts for a long time on his head, and is dressed in standard bushido.

And Han Yi was wearing a purple casual Tang suit, giving people the appearance of being young and old, lazy, as if he was bathed in the warm sunshine at all times.

As soon as the two of them came on the field, both their physical and psychological states were adjusted to the best state.

As long as the Lian family felt the state of fist intent coming from the two of them at this moment.

The Japanese ship is detached, as if a bright moon is sprinkled on the river, and the blue sky is thousands of miles.

Han Yi, on the other hand, is always integrated into the sun, blending with heaven and earth, and always improving his physical state with the changes in the sun's trajectory.

"Han Jun, it's finally you and me, I'm looking forward to it. ”

Funakoshi Kazutao was the first to speak, his tone was gentle, flowing out slowly like water.

"yes, I'm looking forward to it, too. ”

Han Yi heard the sound of the boat crossing the waves, and the whole person seemed to be separated from the state of the fusion of heaven and earth, and a trace of hot breath rose from his body.

"I thought that it would be difficult for Huaguo to produce a martial arts saint like Bruce Lee, but I didn't expect to meet you again at the martial arts conference, which gave me some interest and ideas. ”

"Oh, what thoughts?" Han Yi was a little curious.

"Bruce Lee is a genius, he improved Wing Chun and evolved Jeet Kune Do, but it's a pity that he made movies, engaged women, and wasted his talent in vain!

Like a katana, Funakoshi Kazutao sliced through the scabbard and revealed its sharp blade.

"On the way to pursue martial arts, ungodly guys are never allowed to defile martial arts!"

Han Yi's face was no longer expressionless, and after being slightly moved, he looked at the sun high above, and lowered his eyes to look at the ring.

"Martial arts follow the Dao, martial arts, martial arts, since it is the Tao, it must contain all things, since it is said that martial arts cannot be defiled, then why do you want to participate in this martial arts conference again?

Han Yi also showed his sword.

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The final battle has arrived, this volume is too tiring to write, and the next volume will start to have something different. I hope you don't give up on me, I will definitely work hard!1910