Park Yongzhe, who had been so arrogant before, shouting and killing, was now like a dead dog, falling heavily to the ground, unable to move and making no sound.
The pupils of many members of the Goryeo delegation shrank sharply, their mouths opened wide enough to swallow their own fists, and their faces showed expressions that looked like they had seen a ghost.
They are all masters, and their sense of Qi is far better than ordinary people.
Even from a certain distance, one can tell that Park Yong-cheol's vitality has dissipated and he cannot die anymore.
The world's number one Taekwondo master, a ninth-degree black belt master, has died.
[Liancheng www.lcds.info] "How... how is it possible?"
"What happened? You must be dreaming!"
"With Master Shisheng's strength, how could he be killed like this?"
Those Goryeo warriors let out sharp and harsh exclamations, horrified.
Not only them, but the members of the Chinese delegation who had been watching this competition were also dumbfounded, and their hearts were filled with huge waves.
Shocking!
Unprecedented shock!
The current situation is actually very clear.
Park Yongzhe died in the battle, and Ye Fan became the winner of this knockout match.
However, no one saw clearly how Ye Fan did it.
Without knowing it, Ye Fan killed the world's number one Taekwondo man.
Moreover, there were no wounds on Park Yongzhe's body, as if he died of a sudden heart attack.
This is so weird that it simply subverts everyone's existing understanding.
On the other hand, the loss of Park Yong-cheol, a strong man, was a heavy blow to Korea.
Relying on the few remaining stragglers, it was almost impossible for the Korean delegation to do anything in this martial arts conference, and they were completely reduced to being slaughtered.
"Boy, what kind of magic did you use to kill Master Shisheng?"
"Cheating! This is cheating! We don't accept it!"
"Catch this beast and bring him to justice!"
For a moment, the Goryeo warriors were excited and furious, as if they wanted to rush into the ring to fight Ye Fan.
Seeing the commotion happening here, dozens of staff members rushed over immediately and drew their guns without hesitation.
Dozens of black gun muzzles were pointed at those Korean warriors, and the aura of murderous death filled the air.
These guns are not ordinary guns, but specially improved laser guns that can fire laser beams once the trigger is pulled.
The laser beam is silent but as fast as lightning. Even martial arts experts cannot dodge in time. Its power is even more amazing, and it can instantly penetrate steel plates dozens of centimeters thick.
After being pointed at by the laser gun, the Korean warrior who had been causing trouble just now felt as if someone had poured cold water on him. His anger subsided and he stood up straight, daring not to make any more mistakes.
The American officer at the head, with his eyes as sharp as a falcon, swept over them one by one, and said coldly:
"This martial arts tournament follows the principles of fairness, justice, and openness. No one can cheat in the ring! Losing is losing, and winning is winning. Are you questioning the strength of our organizer?"
"no no!"
Those Goryeo warriors shook their heads repeatedly.
No matter how courageous they are, they would not dare to conflict with American officials.
"Sir, we have no objection to the result of this game, but we want to know how Master Shisheng died. There must be something fishy in it!"
After hearing this, the American officer pondered for a moment and said: "Okay, I agree to your request! The game will be replayed in slow motion on the big screen later!"
…
Because of this turmoil, all the warriors in the field noticed this "special" match.
A quarter of an hour later, when all ten games of this group were completed, a large screen slowly rose up on the No. 8 arena.
Immediately afterwards, the figures of Ye Fan and Park Yongzhe appeared on the screen, immediately attracting countless eyes.
There are hundreds of cameras around each arena, recording the game process in all directions and 360 degrees without blind spots, so that it can be used in case of emergencies. It comes in handy now.
This playback video starts from the moment the two people take the stage and is played back at a hundred times slower speed.
Every subtle movement of Ye Fan and Park Yongzhe, including blinking, breathing, swallowing saliva, etc., is vividly displayed.
Those Korean warriors kept their eyes wide open, unblinking, for fear of missing any detail.
"The 10th...1st...group...elimination...match...begins..."
The referee's voice was also very long.
And Park Yongzhe's momentum is also rising steadily. His clothes are still windless, he is full of vitality, his fighting spirit is high, and he doesn't look weak at all.
Looking at this trend, he should be able to crush Ye Fan with an overwhelming advantage.
When the beginning of the word "beginning" ended, I don't know what happened. The aura on his body instantly became decadent and his pupils became dilated.
Invisibly, it was as if a death's sickle passed by and harvested his life.
On the other hand, Ye Fan always stood in place without any movement, as if he was not a contestant but a bystander.
And this discovery shocked the thousands of warriors who were watching.
At first, they thought that Ye Fan was too fast and exceeded the limit of what the naked eye could capture.
But now through the playback of the camera, it is found that Ye Fan did not "take action" at all and let Park Yongzhe disappear.
Instant kill!
Ah no - to be more precise, this is not an instant kill, because the sum of the time before and after is less than one second.
This is an instant kill!
Prior to this, the fastest record in the knockout round was 12 seconds, set by a gene warrior from the Tsarist Kingdom.
Now, Ye Fan has suddenly improved this record countless times, infinitely close to 0 seconds.
This method can only be described as "miraculous". If an assassination operation is carried out, how many people in the world can resist it?
Even the presidents and prime ministers of those big countries, protected by heavy bodyguards, may not be able to survive.
For a time, the powerful men from all over the world began to whisper and began to inquire about who Ye Fan was!
The members of the Chinese delegation also had incredible expressions on their faces, and words could not describe the shock in their hearts.
Before the game started, they had made a bet on how many tricks Ye Fan would need to defeat Park Yongzhe.
At that time, Tang Long said that it only took one move, but everyone thought it was impossible.
After all, the opponent is not an ordinary person, but the number one Taekwondo player in the world.
But now it seems that Ye Fan directly killed Park Yongzhe without making any move at all.
Although it sounds a bit outrageous to say, it is true.
At this moment, one word appeared in everyone's minds at the same time——
There is no trick to win without a trick!
However, does this realm that only exists in legends really exist?
…
Suddenly, the high priest of the Pyramid Country in the distance looked straight at Ye Fan, his eyes shining brightly, and he murmured to himself:
"Such a strong mental fluctuation! What kind of secret technique is this? Even I have never seen or heard of it! Could it be that the mysterious strong man who spied on me before is this Chinese boy?"
The high priest shook his head violently again, frowning and said: "No! It is impossible for such a young warrior to have such a powerful spiritual consciousness even if he has been practicing since his mother's womb! Could it be that... he has some magic weapon that enhances his spiritual consciousness?
"
At the thought of this, the high priest's face revealed a look of covetousness that could not be concealed. He licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue and looked at Ye Fan as if he was looking at some rare treasure, as if he was determined to get it.
On the other side, in Team Zeus.
As the captain, Adam, after pondering for a long time, said in an unusually solemn tone: "This Chinese warrior has some quirks, and he might become our formidable enemy!"
"Boss, if you're not just a brat, what do you care about? If you send me on the field, I can crush him in minutes without any effort!" Ares said confidently, not putting Ye Fan at all.
In eyes.
"Then did you see clearly how he did it?" Adam asked coldly.
As soon as he said this, Ariston felt a little embarrassed and hesitated: "This... this... I didn't see it clearly, but so what? No matter how powerful this kid is, he can't be a trick on me.
A causes any damage!"
"I have said before, no matter what kind of opponent you encounter, you must not be careless! When a lion fights a rabbit, use all your strength! This Chinese warrior is far more terrifying than you think! Now, I will show you his unique moves!"
