"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Under the watchful eyes of all the people, Huang Fulin drew his sword and took nine steps forward in a row.

Step by step more powerful, step by step stronger.

The concrete-poured ground was also cracked by his step, and stone chips flew as if they had been bombarded indiscriminately.

At the ninth step, Huang Fu Lin used the reaction force, holding a long knife, to rise to the sky, with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, and slashed towards Lee Jong-hyuk.

In this sword, there is a supreme martial will.

There is attack but no defense, there is advance and no retreat, and life is born to death.

His whole person was fused with the Wild Dragon Treasure Sword, as if he had really turned into a Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, killing the world.

For a while, many Chinese warriors in the audience showed joy on their faces and said excitedly:

"This Emperor Fulin is really a supreme powerhouse, his strength is terrifying, and he is definitely not a person who has lost his name!"

"This kind of sword technique is really too domineering! Ordinary Grandmaster powerhouses, I'm afraid they can't resist it!"

......

However, looking at this menacing knife, Lee Jong-hyuk was not surprised and rejoiced, and shouted:

"Good time!"

Suddenly, a majestic force erupted from Lee Jong-hyuk's withered body, and his momentum continued to rise, like a demon god, covering the sun and moon and shrouding the sky.

The next moment, his right leg swept out of the air like a steel whip, and kicked towards the blade of the Wild Dragon Sword.

Everyone in the stadium never expected that Lee Jong-hyuk not only did not avoid the edge for the time being, but chose to fight hard.

This...... Isn't it self-defeating?

Seeing this, Huang Fulin seemed to have been greatly humiliated, and his internal strength was frantically injected into the long knife.

"Huh!"

Above the blade, a layer of crimson blades emerged, indestructible and unstoppable.

Not to mention the mortal womb of the flesh, even if there is a mountain in front of it, it can be cut in two.

Finally, a knife and a leg collided in mid-air.

"Zheng!"

A clash of gold and iron sounded.

Surprisingly, Lee Jong-hyuk's right leg was not cut off by the Dragon Treasure Knife and was still intact.

On the contrary, it was Huang Fulin, who only felt that above the blade, there was a huge force that was overwhelming.

"Boom!"

That huge force, like a volcanic eruption, is strong and strong.

In just an instant, Huang Fulin's right hand cracked, blood splashed, and he couldn't hold the handle of the knife, and he retreated seven or eight steps in a row before he could barely stand still, his face was full of fear that could not be concealed, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.

On the other hand, Lee Jong-hyuk landed leisurely after one leg, calm and relaxed, not even the corners of his clothes were messy, and he seemed to be at ease, and he didn't use all his strength at all.

Immediately afterwards, Lee Jong-hyuk looked at Huang Fulin from afar and said slowly:

"What? That's all you can do? That's a big disappointment for me!"

As soon as these words came out, Huang Fulin's face was extremely embarrassed, and a huge wave was set off in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't help it.

He never expected that Lee Jong-hyuk would not only use his body to shake his sword, but also be unharmed.

What's more, that leg was impartial, kicking on the only flaw in the Dragon Sword.

This kind of vision means that Lee Jong-hyuk's strength is far more than a step higher than him.

It is clear which is strong and which is weak.

The huge gap in strength made his heart sink to the bottom, and even gave birth to a sense of powerlessness for the first time.

But at this moment, Huang Fulin had no way to retreat.

Because he represents the entire Chinese martial arts world.

If he loses, and no one else in the arena can play, doesn't it mean that Huaxia Martial Arts lost to Goryeo Taekwondo?

In this battle, you can only win, not lose!

......

Thinking of this, Huang Fulin's eyes lit up, and an astonishing momentum erupted in his body, and he snorted coldly:

"Hmph...... Don't be complacent, old man of Goryeo! The real battle has just begun!"

As he spoke, his muscles were so tense that he was about to tear his samurai suit apart, holding the sword in both hands, and the surging internal strength was injected into the blade.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the dragon sword seemed to have broken the seal, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

A dragon-like sword roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the breath of the proud sky made people can't help but want to bow and worship.

"One slash!"

Huang Fulin's eyes were red, he shouted angrily, and slashed wildly with knives in both hands, and in one breath, he slashed out hundreds of knives.

A knife is faster than a knife!

Hundreds of crimson swords swept into an impenetrable net, and like endless angry waves, shrouded towards Lee Jong-hyuk.

This kind of mass destruction attack is really terrifying.

"Poof!"

The sound of space tearing was heard, the sound of metal rubbing was coming, it was creepy and terrifying.

Even from a certain distance, those Huaxia warriors who were watching in the distance were shocked by the aura of silence contained in it.

Rao is Lee Jong-hyuk, the expression on his face has changed subtly, and he secretly said that he underestimated Huang Fulin after all.

However, that's about it.

The next moment, Lee Jong-hyuk's figure rose into the air, his robe agitated, and he punched fiercely, smashing into the refined sword.

His fists contain explosive power, and every time he punches, he shatters a sword.

In just a dozen breaths, all the swords in the sky turned into powder and disappeared.

Silence returned to the arena.

......

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, Huang Fulin couldn't help but gasp, dumbfounded, and shocked.

You must know that the move "one knife and one hundred slashes" just now has exhausted most of the internal strength in his dantian, but it still did not cause any damage to Lee Jong-hyuk.

It's not a fair matchup at all, it's just a one-sided crush.

Those Chinese warriors in the audience naturally also saw the situation in the field.

For a while, a mood called "despair" spread through the crowd.

If Huangfulin is defeated, Huaxia martial arts will probably become a joke and will never be able to raise his head in front of the Goryeo people.

"Hoo ......"

Suddenly, Huang Fulin took a deep breath, a flash of death in his eyes, as if he had made some important decision, looked at everyone in the audience and said:

"My generation of warriors, why do you regret a battle?"

"If I die, do not bury my bones, for death is like the stars, and life is like morning dew. ”

As soon as the words fell, Huang Fulin turned around again, his spirit and spirit were one, and he rushed to the sky, holding a knife in both hands, like a burning star.

That kind of indomitable momentum has long left life and death behind, as if Jing Ke was heroic in assassinating King Qin.

On the blade, you can faintly see thunderbolt-like light, starlight, like fireflies flying.

With a knife cut out, there is the momentum of Jin Ge Iron Horse, the sea of blood and yellow sand, as if under this knife, nothing can not be cut!

With this knife, Huang Fulin completely abandoned defense, wounding 800 enemies and 1,000 himself.

The jade is burned, and they are all gone!

This move is extremely tragic.

Huang Fulin knew that if it was a normal duel, he would definitely not be Lee Jong-hyuk's opponent.

But in order not to fall into the prestige of Huaxia martial arts, he decided to make his opponent pay a huge price even if he sacrificed himself.

"We Huaxia warriors can be defeated, but we will never be defeated!"

"I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to keep the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun!"

......

At this moment, Huang Fulin is like a burning star, and as tragic as a moth to a fire.

Everyone in the audience was shocked by this heroic and resolute will.

But Lee Jong-hyuk sneered and said disdainfully:

"Hmph...... It's ridiculous! The weak should have the consciousness of the weak!"

As soon as the words fell, the momentum on Lee Jong-hyuk's body also skyrocketed, like a fierce beast that had been imprisoned for thousands of years, breaking free from the shackles and getting out of trouble, showing his grandeur.

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura spread in all directions, filling the entire taekwondo gym.

Everyone in the audience only felt a chill surging from the soles of their feet to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, as if they were going to freeze their blood and souls.

Even the offensive of Huang Fulin in mid-air was stagnant.

At this moment, Lee Jong-hyuk revealed his true colors.

Like an ancient demon god, he finally showed his fangs.

"Die!"

Lee Jong-hyuk raised his fist, drained the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of 100 meters, and sent a thunderbolt to attack Huang Fulin's chest with lightning speed.

Fast!

Too fast!

Between the lightning and the fire, Huang Fulin's hairs stood up, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his sword to defend, but after all, he was a line slower.

"Peng!"

There was an earth-shattering loud bang, like thunder in the nine heavens.

Lee Jong-hyuk's fist actually smashed into Huang Fulin's chest.

Burst his heart!

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