The scene fell silent in an instant.
BGM sounds.
"The smoke from the rock grilled restaurant is everywhere, and next door is the martial arts hall.
There are three sections of Mama Sang tea ceremony in the store
The boss who teaches boxing and martial arts practices iron sand palm..."
"Nunchucks" was originally played during the duel between Hu Yibao and Miyamoto Nagahiko.
Who knows, the BGM hasn't started yet.
The battle is over.
Everyone looked at Hu Yibao and Miyamoto Nagahiko, who was lying more than ten meters away, his life or death unknown.
Everything happened too suddenly.
All Chinese people know that in this fight, Hu Yibao will definitely win the final victory.
But no one expected it.
It ended so quickly.
Was the speed Hu Yibao was running at just now still the speed of a human?
He jumped up in one step when he was more than four meters away from Miyamoto Nagahiko. The highest point was probably more than four meters. Is this the height a human can jump?
What’s even more exaggerated is that a divine kick came from the sky, and it kicked Miyamoto Nagahiko and the “Sick Man of East Asia” into the air, completely destroying them!
Miyamoto Nagahiko even flew out more than ten meters?
You know, Miyamoto Nagahiko is not a weak person either.
In the past two days, due to the publicity of the island country's media, all Chinese people know about Miyamoto Nagahiko's strength. He is completely a humanoid machine.
He kicked off thirty martial arts schools in the island country.
No defeat.
According to legend, Miyamoto Nagahiko even chopped down a tree with one sword and stopped a waterfall with one sword.
He has become the martial god of the island nation.
Such a person.
He didn't even have the chance to draw his sword, it was gone.
Hu Yibao’s power.
It exceeded everyone's expectations.
The island nation's media were simply stunned.
In their pupils, there was only the plaque that had turned into fragments and scattered everywhere, and Miyamoto Nagahiko who was lying among these fragments.
"Chang Yanjun!"
Suddenly, someone shouted in the island language.
These reporters also came to their senses.
The top ten masters of the island country who were watching from the audience immediately rushed to the stage and ran towards Miyamoto Nagahiko with extremely anxious expressions.
Hu Yibao looked over calmly.
He had just kicked with all his strength, but it was blocked by the thick solid wooden plaque. In addition, Miyamoto Nagahiko himself was also very strong and was a top internal force master, so he would not be killed on the spot.
However, it is estimated that Miyamoto Nagahiko is still alive, but he will have to lie in bed for the rest of his life.
His own internal energy had already turned his head into a mess.
Become a vegetable.
For Miyamoto Nagahiko, he could neither live nor die.
In addition, from a certain perspective, Miyamoto Nagahiko's words of holding his breath all the time can be regarded as a deterrent from Hu Yibao to the entire island country's martial arts community.
Want to challenge China?
The role models are there!
The top ten masters of the island country have already run to Miyamoto Nagahiko's side.
Miyamoto Nagahiko did not appear to be injured, but his eyes were closed.
Tomohito Yamashita felt the pulse on the side of Miyamoto Nagahiko's neck, which was beating very weakly. He then pulled him up with one hand and shouted.
"Chang Yanjun, are you okay?"
"Chang Yanjun!"
Miyamoto Nagahiko opened his already blurry eyes and muttered in a daze.
"Hu Yibao, transform... transform your energy!"
As soon as the words fell.
Miyamoto Nagahiko closed his eyes.
Transformation! ?
The top ten masters of the island nation knew the meaning behind these two words. They looked at each other and saw the shock and panic in each other's eyes.
The power of transformation in the early twenties!
Looking at the entire history of martial arts, there has never been such a thing!
Then they looked at Miyamoto Nagahiko.
"Chang Yanjun, wake up!"
"Don't close your eyes!"
"Chang Yanjun, please hold on!"
The pulse is still beating.
But no matter how they shouted, Miyamoto Nagahiko could not open his eyes.
Under the stage, Japanese reporters and prepared medical staff carried a stretcher and came to Miyamoto Nagahiko's side.
"Let me take a look."
A middle-aged man in a white coat held open Miyamoto Nagahiko's eyelids with one hand and shone a flashlight in the other.
Under the expectant gaze of the islanders, the middle-aged man shook his head regretfully, "I'm afraid I'll be lying in bed for the rest of my life."
Hu Yibao's attack this time was really ruthless.
Being paralyzed on one side of the body is a luxury for Miyamoto Nagahiko.
"How could he be like this!"
A reporter from an island country clenched his fists and looked angry.
"snort!"
A nurse couldn't help but snorted coldly, "Hu Yibao didn't know that Miyamoto Nagahiko was so weak!"
"One kick turned him into a vegetable."
"You!?" The Japanese reporter immediately stood up and glared at the nurse.
Suddenly, some audience members started to boo.
"Hurry up and get off the stage. Don't delay Brother Bao's concert."
"Go down, go down!"
"How can these islanders be so rude? The fighting show is over, it's time to leave."
Although the audience had no choice but to run to the stage to see what was happening to Miyamoto Nagahiko, they could guess from the fact that he was lying on the ground and the anxious and angry expressions of the Japanese people that Miyamoto Nagahiko was in a very bad condition.
indeed.
If it were a normal person.
He was kicked more than ten meters away.
Being alive is a blessing.
at the same time.
The referee of the Elite Martial Arts Tournament came on stage again.
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