Chapter 48 Idol (Recommended, Collected)
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Funayuki gritted his teeth and climbed onto the ring, his previous calmness thrown away to Java, with a fierce face staring at Sun Xiang, clenching his fists, letting out a loud roar, and charging towards Sun Xiang.
This time, Funayūshi used his own ultimate technique, a set of combinations and hand techniques to attack Son Xiang. Son Xiang retreated halfway, receiving all of Funayūshi's attacks. When Funayūshi's moves became old, he approached and locked both hands around Funayūshi's neck, lifted his knee close to his body, and a series of knee strikes whizzed towards Funayūshi's head.
Boatwada's hands were stretched out horizontally in front of him, and when he blocked the seventh blow, his hands felt like they were going to break.
Sun Xiang's consecutive knee strikes ended, and he suddenly let go of Shuang Yue's neck. His left foot was used as a supporting leg to prop up the ground, while his right foot whizzed towards Shuang Yue, who had been dazed by the knee strike and had just straightened up, only to see a black shadow approaching with a whooshing sound.
No time to care about appearances, he directly used an iron board bridge style to dodge Sun Xiang's kick, and before he could even catch his breath, the black shadow attacked again.
Sun Xiang's first kick was dodged, but he didn't stop, his body followed through with two more kicks. The second kick wasn't as powerful as the first one, but it still landed squarely on Chen Yue's face with a loud thud, sending him crashing to the ground.
The referee went to read the seconds, and Shipley obviously did not give up. At seven seconds, he got up, shook his dizzy head, and asked if Shipley could continue the match. After that, the referee indicated that the match would continue.
Sun Xiang heard Hughes' loud cheers from the audience, turned his head and threw a gesture at Hughes, who shouted out a string of meaningless syllables with an excited face.
Sun Xiang smiled lightly and continued the match, determined not to drag it into a second round.
At this time, two minutes of the round had passed, and Sun Xiang launched a surprise attack after the referee indicated to continue the match. He blocked Shiping's swing with his leg and punched him like a string of flowers, and his opponent was caught off guard by Sun Xiang's powerful blows after blocking his first few attacks. The punches rained down on Shiping's face, abdomen, and ribs, leaving multiple bruises, until finally, Shiping could only tighten his arms to protect his head and ribs, allowing Sun Xiang to continue attacking.
This string of brilliant attacks made the scene extremely quiet, and even from a slightly distant position, you could clearly hear the sound of fists hitting flesh.
After launching a flurry of punches, Sun Xiang suddenly paused for half a second. Just as Shiping relaxed his defense, a powerful and sinking right fist swooped in, and the closer spectators could even see the process of the fist deforming Shiping's face upon impact.
Funayama Yoshio was knocked out by Sun Xiang and fell to the ground like a rag doll.
Just as the referee was about to approach, "Hah!" Five Japanese men crawled up from under the ring and suddenly pulled out short knives, shouting as they charged towards Sun Xiang.
As things happened too quickly, the five assassins rushed towards Sun Xiang when the nearest guard was twenty meters away. It seemed that only the referee and Sun Xiang were left on stage, and the audience couldn't help but let out a terrified scream.
"Shirley, Rita screamed: 'Steve, be careful.'"
Hewlett directly pulled out his pistol, but Sun Xiang was also on the stage. The pistol was now more afraid of misfiring and hurting their own people, so he could only anxiously hold back.
Luo Ke has rushed onto the stage...
Sun Xiang let out a cold snort, shielding the referee behind him. When he heard the Japanese shouting, he knew what they were up to. Facing five knife-wielding thugs, Sun Xiang adopted a Wing Chun starting stance, advancing instead of retreating. He seized the first killer's knife hand with his own, striking the joint with his palm, and with a "crack" sound, the hand broke and the knife fell. The opponent let out a blood-curdling scream as he rolled to the ground, and Sun Xiang kicked him off the stage with one foot.
The second, third and fourth knife-wielding men charged forward, Sun Xiang's hands suddenly accelerated to the extreme, his fists clenched with his middle fingers protruding half an inch, each punch landing on flesh, swiftly parrying the knives that were stabbed out, attacking hands instantly appearing at the joints, a series of cracking sounds erupted, then he added a punch to each person's chest, and the three rolling men were kicked off the stage by Sun Xiang.
The scene suddenly fell silent, all the audience stared at the killer who was wailing under the stage, and their strangely shaped joints bent in weird directions.
When Luo Kui rushed down from the stage, Sun Xiang had already taken care of four. Seeing that there was still one left on the stage, Luo Kui shook his head and walked back and forth, muttering to himself, "Really fierce".
The last killer was stunned by Sun Xiang's momentum, hesitated for a moment, and could no longer find an opportunity to sneak up, "Ah!" He shouted loudly and stabbed at Sun Xiang with his knife.
Sun Xiang took a deep breath, slightly crouched, and suddenly charged forward, his speed instantly reaching its peak. His beautiful leg technique flashed out in succession, three kicks in rapid succession. The first kick knocked away the short knife, the second kick struck the ribs from the side, and the third kick attacked the head. After the three kicks were finished, the last killer was stunned to the ground, while the flying short knife stabbed downwards into the arena floor, emitting a humming vibration.
The audience erupted in applause, screams and whistles, this was no ordinary martial arts match. The vast majority of the audience had never seen a one-on-five fight before, and the clean and elegant fighting skills on display were something they had never seen before. The live audience was in a state of frenzy.
The medical staff carried away the seriously injured and unconscious Kaname Isao, Mayor Gaudio led the sweaty Chief Raymond to the podium, congratulated Sun Xiang, and apologized for his mistakes at work.
The on-site commentator climbed onto the ring with a microphone: "Sun! Hey, congratulations on winning the game, you won very easily."
"Yes, I've worked hard and won't be intimidated by any challenge."
Commentator: "Sun, you call this striking technique 'Kung Fu', don't you?"
Sun Xiang: "Yes, she is a Chinese person with thousands of years of inheritance of combat skills, broad and profound!"
Commentator: "'Kung Fu' this name will surely echo throughout the nation!! You've won the match, what do you want to say to the masses?"
"Thank you everyone for coming to Times Square to watch my match, I also want to thank my friends and my loved one."
"Okay, I have to admit it, you're now an idol all over America."
Sun Xiang: "Haha, I'm very happy now. Thank you again to all the fans who watched this match."
From then on, Americans began to circulate beautiful legends about 'Kung Fu'...
Xue Li and Lita stood at the edge of the ring, worshipping Sun Xiang with excitement in their hearts. This kind of super heroic figure was their man, and they couldn't help but feel proud!
The flashlights of the journalists kept shining non-stop, especially when they finally caught the five killers. It seems that this group of people will have a lot to do after they return.
The celebration lasted until 10 pm, and the crowd slowly dispersed. People rushed to shake hands with Sun Xiang, who had become a superhero-like figure in the hearts of the American people.
Hughes smiled happily, and this once again expanded the influence of their flight plan. This step-by-step momentum made all Americans focus on New York, and among them, Hughes and Sun Xiang's around-the-world flight was the most eye-catching. Such attention obviously made Hughes feel good.
All eyes in the world are focused on Bennett Airport in Brooklyn, New York City...

