As for the people from the Seven Nations Alliance, they looked at the scene with suspicion and uncertainty on their faces.
Why does it seem like Chu Mo is completely unharmed?
Could it be that Miyamoto Kiyokawa's desperate attack could not cause him any harm at all?
Martin Ness and the others were shocked. With their divine sense, they could naturally detect that Miyamoto Kiyokawa, who was embedded in the mountain, had long since lost all life.
Chu Mo won, and won so easily, which was completely unexpected by everyone.
Martin kept calculating in his mind. Now, there were two Golden Core cultivators in the Dragon Kingdom, and Chu Mo's combat power was so terrifying.
If the G7 continues to proceed according to the original plan, it has absolutely no chance of winning.
Unless Japan is also willing to take a desperate gamble, there is no hope at all.
But if Japan dares to do that, it would be tantamount to declaring war on China.
Given the current balance of power between the two countries, they absolutely wouldn't dare to do that.
With this in mind, Martin Ness already had his answer.
It's time to leave!
The Japanese martial arts master was killed by the genius of the Chinese nation, which will inevitably deepen the hatred between the two countries.
Let them exhaust each other.
Only then did the onlookers realize what was happening and burst into thunderous cheers.
"Chu Mo is mighty! Long live the Dragon Kingdom!"
"Did you see that, Japanese? What kind of bullshit martial saint is he? It's nothing more than three sword strikes!"
"The martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom are number one in the world!"
Hearing these cheers, many people on the periphery who had not seen the battle couldn't help but inquire.
"Who's winning?"
"It sounds like they're calling for Chu Mo. It's certain our Dragon Kingdom has won!"
"Holy crap, I thought I misheard, but it seems it really is true! Chu Mo won! Dragon Kingdom won! Damn it!"
More and more Chinese students and tourists roared with excitement.
The Japanese people were all in a state of shock and disbelief.
Many people roared furiously, their eyes filled with anger.
"Miyamoto is invincible, how could he possibly lose?"
"That's right, it must be that some people from the Dragon Kingdom have died, and they are calling out in grief."
"Japanese martial arts are number one in the world, and there is absolutely no way that the Martial Saint Miyamoto could lose!"
Although there are people who understand the language of the Dragon Kingdom who are already quietly translating it, the Japanese still want to use this lie to numb themselves.
Chu Mo paid no attention to the roar of the Japanese.
As his rival, he knew better than anyone that Miyamoto Kiyokawa was dead!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the cave entrance again.
His eyes widened in utter horror!
Where did the bodies go?
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