750: C750 Challenging Miyamoto Musashi!

C750 Challenging Miyamoto Musashi!

"Miyamoto Wuye, you don't have to be so angry. Your descendant, the so-called rare genius of martial arts in the East Ocean, is now lying at my feet. He is trash, but in the future, you will still be trash in my eyes! "

Chen Feng didn't have the chance to see Miyamoto's murderous gaze and provoked him. "Also, you can go back and tell Japan that I did not kill enough last time. If you dare to attack my family and friends again, I will go again. If you are disrespectful to China's martial arts world again, I will make you pay a heavy price!

Also, in the future, those who leak my senior brother's whereabouts, tell them to wait for me. I will come and cut off their heads one by one! "

"Bastard, you are courting death!"

Miyamoto Wuye roared furiously. He could no longer hold himself back. He leapt into the air and rushed towards Chen Feng who was on the stage.

"Is that so?"

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, he kicked the arrow that Zuo Zhu had shot out of the bow. Before Miyamoto and Wu Ye landed, Zuo Zhu was the first to faint.

"I want to see Brother Chen Feng kill that little devil with my own eyes!"

The words were still ringing in his ears. Chen Feng had done it. He would do his best to his friend, Chen Feng. He would not let his friend down, and he would not let his friend down.

Under the sunlight, the audience looked at Zuo Zhu. Zuo Zhu was lying on the ground, motionless. It was hard to tell whether he was dead or alive.

"Bang. . . "

Miyamoto Wuye fell from the sky. A huge crater was created on the ground, and gravel flew everywhere. Originally, with his strength, he wouldn't be like this. However, at this moment, his heart was filled with irritation. He wanted to kill Chen Feng as soon as possible, but he couldn't control his strength properly.

"Sir Miyamoto Wuye, what are you doing? Could it be that you want to violate the rules of the competition?"

At this moment, the vice president of the World Martial Arts Organization, Sitin, suddenly appeared on the arena. His figure flashed and blocked Miyamoto Wuye's gaze. Then, he asked expressionlessly.

Miyamoto Wuye did not answer. Instead, he took a deep breath to calm himself down and gradually dispersed his killing intent.

Previously, Hong Yi's master Hong Tianba did not dare to violate the rules of the competition. Now, Miyamoto Wuye naturally did not dare to do so. Furthermore, in front of so many powerful people, he could not kill Chen Feng.

The moment Miyamoto Wuye moved, Wu Zhizhou, Venerable Fangzheng, Ji Wudao and Cang Bo from the Huaxia Country had also arrived at the arena at their fastest speed. They stood in front of Chen Feng, in case something unexpected happened.

Ji Yun and Tian Ying were not slow either. They followed closely behind. Although Tian Ying had just cast a cast on one of his legs, he was worried about Chen Feng's comfort. He did not care much and used his fastest speed.

"Sir Kidin, you misunderstood. I did not mean to violate the rules of the competition!"

Miyamoto Musashi explained. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he did not want to offend Kidin. Although he was known as the War God of the East Ocean, offending Kidin was not good for him or the Martial Cultivator of the East Ocean.

After Miyamoto Wuye finished explaining, he ignored him and squatted down to carefully examine Zuo Zhu's injuries. After a while, he let out a sigh of relief. Although Zuo Zhu looked very pathetic and looked like he was on the verge of death, he did not want to offend Hiding. In fact, he did not have any fatal injuries. If the treatment was done in time, it would be fine, and it would not affect his kung fu.

"Goodbye!"

Miyamoto Wuye's anger dissipated a little, perhaps because Zuo Zhu's injuries were not serious. He cupped his fists at Siding.

"En, I won't see you off!"

Hiding nodded his head in response to Miyamoto's greeting.

After that, Miyamoto Wuye picked up Zuo Zhu without hesitation and walked towards the contestant channel. It was unknown if it was a coincidence or something, but Chen Feng and the others were right in front of him.

Hiding saw it too, but did not say anything. On the one hand, Miyamoto Wuye had already promised that he would not attack Chen Feng, so he should not go against his promise.

Secondly, even if Miyamoto attacked, don't forget that Wu Zhizhou, Venerable Fangzheng, Cang Bo, Ji Wudao and a few other senior experts were beside Chen Feng. If Miyamoto Wuye dared to attack, not to mention whether he could kill Chen Feng, he would definitely be killed by this man.

Under such circumstances, if Miyamoto attacked, even if Wu Zhizhou and the others killed him, the Japanese wouldn't be able to say anything. After all, he was the one who was in the wrong.

As Xi Ding had expected, Miyamoto didn't attack. However, when he walked to Chen Feng's side, he stopped and said fiercely, "You bastard, just die!"

Facing Miyamoto Wuye's threat, Chen Feng was not afraid at all. He continued to sneer and said, "I've heard you say this twice. The first time was when I massacred the East Ocean Continent. At that time, there were still many Martial Cultivators surrounding me, but what happened in the end? Today, your descendant has been beaten to such a state by me! "0

Hearing Chen Feng's mocking words, Miyamoto Wuye suddenly widened his eyes. The killing intent in his eyes reappeared, but he didn't say anything else.

"As expected of Chen Feng, Chen Feng of Huaxia Country!"

When Miyamoto Wuye was so angry that he was trembling, the audience erupted once again. At this moment, all of them were shouting with their necks pulled. They were very excited. They respected Chen Feng, and at the same time, they were happy for Chen Feng.

The cheering from the audience made Miyamoto Wuye's face turn ashen. At this moment, he wished he could fly away from here. Just as he was about to leave, Zuo Zhu, who was in his arms, suddenly moved.

The voices of the audience woke Zuo Zhu up from his coma.

Zuo Zhu looked up at the sky. The sunlight was a little glaring. He also saw Chen Feng's mocking smile. That smile was like a steel knife cutting his flesh at all times.

"Humph! Trash like you is a disgrace to the Huaxia Country's martial arts world. You have lost all your face!"

"How can you still have the face to live? If I were you, I would definitely kill myself on the spot!"

"Yo, you trash, why are you here today? Don't tell me you want to commit suicide to atone for your crimes in front of me?"

"Bastard, after I kill Chen Feng, I will come back and settle the score with you!"

The above words were precisely the mocking words of Zuo Zhu the day Tian Ying arrived at the arena. Thinking about it now, those words were like a curse that lingered in his heart. However, this curse was a curse that made him want to find a hole to hide in.

"Hey, little devil, do you remember what I said yesterday? If Chen Feng did not beat you to death, then I will kill myself in front of everyone!"

At this moment, Tian Ying suddenly said, "I am grateful to Chen Feng. He left your dog life to me. One day, I will cut off your head to wash away my shame!"

"You. . . "

After Zuo Zhu heard what Tian Ying said, he was furious in his heart. He also felt incomparably humiliated. His last shred of dignity was gone. At this moment, he felt extremely aggrieved. He was about to speak, but his master Miyamoto didn't give him the chance. He carried him and left the arena.

Miyamoto Wuye knew very well in his heart. At this point, there was no point in saying anything else. Instead, it would only bring shame and humiliation, so he might as well leave this place as soon as possible.

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