Chapter 981: Chapter 981

Fuma Ichiro's face turned green with anger. Despite using all his strength, he couldn't even touch his opponent's clothing, who was dodging left and right as if toying with him.

"Are all of you Chinese nothing but cowards who only know how to dodge?" Fuma Ichiro glared at Lin Chen with a horizontal blade.

Fuma Ichiro was immensely shocked. He was called Fuma because of his fast blade technique, yet the boy in front of him was even faster than the wind.

Throughout his career, he had encountered many formidable enemies, but under his fast blade, they were all powerless to resist. However, today Lin Chen's speed gave him a sense of defeat.

Fuma Ichiro fixed his gaze on Lin Chen, with an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.

"What? With your speed, you dare call yourself the wind? I think you're more like a snail! The martial arts of your Island Nation are nothing more than garbage." Lin Chen said coldly.

"What did you say?" Fuma Ichiro's expression suddenly changed, and the murderous intent in his eyes intensified.

"Haven't you always looked down on Chinese Kung Fu? Today, I'll show you what real Chinese Kung Fu is."

As the words fell, the Thunder Sword appeared in his hand, and the corner of Lin Chen's mouth curled into a cold smile: "The first sword shall disable one of your arms!"

In almost the blink of an eye, Lin Chen disappeared from his original spot and suddenly appeared in front of Fuma Ichiro in the next moment.

Fuma Ichiro's face drastically changed, and his body flickered, also using the Space Law to disappear from his original position.

However, just as his figure appeared, Lin Chen's Thunder Sword had already descended from the sky.

With a cold flash, blood splattered, and Fuma Ichiro's right arm was chopped off in an instant.

Fuma Ichiro had just come out of space, and no matter what, he didn't expect Lin Chen to be waiting for him outside.

Instantly, blood splattered, and Fuma Ichiro's entire right arm fell into the pool of blood with a thud.

Fuma Ichiro let out a tragic cry, his face turning pale, showing a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"Baka! How did you know I would appear here?" Fuma Ichiro asked through gritted teeth.

Lin Chen snorted coldly: "Do you think you're the only one with space abilities in this world? I've long seen through your tricks."

At this moment, seeing Fuma Ichiro's severed arm lying in the blood, all the Chinese martial artists felt a sense of unrealness.

"How is this possible, the once so arrogant Fuma Ichiro was actually disabled by Lin Chen in one move."

Fuma Ichiro, clutching his severed arm, gritted his teeth and roared: "Lin Chen, you dare cut off one of my arms, today you're dead for sure, my three brothers will tear you limb from limb to avenge me."

"Is that so? I mentioned just now the second move will disable your legs." Lin Chen said mockingly.

"No, no!" Fuma Ichiro, who had been incredibly arrogant moments before, was now truly frightened.

A martial artist with a severed arm is already crippled; if his legs were cut off as well, he would really spend his life bedridden.

"Now you're afraid, did you ever think about their feelings when you killed Chinese martial artists?" Lin Chen snorted coldly, wielding his Thunder Sword fiercely.

Fuma Ichiro's legs were chopped off at the waist!

"Ah, ah, ah! My legs!" Fuma Ichiro's face turned pale, and he fell to the ground with a thud, letting out an incomparably miserable wail.

Seeing Fuma Ichiro with his legs severed, everyone present was stunned, yet also immensely relieved.

"Bastard, you bastard, treating me , our Demon Blade Sect will never let you go. I will kill your entire family, kill everyone you know." Fuma Ichiro said venomously.

Lin Chen, holding the blood-dripping sword, walked step by step towards Fuma Ichiro: "Is that so? You Island Nation demons dare to set foot on Chinese soil to commit atrocities, I'll kill whoever comes, come one, I'll kill one, come a group, I'll kill a group, not one who offends China will be left alive!"

As his words fell, Lin Chen raised his sword and swung it down, chopping Fuma Ichiro's head off with one blow, and it rolled away on the ground.

The bright red blood on the ground stimulated every nerve of the people present.

"This guy is simply a devil!" The people present looked at Lin Chen in horror.

Just moments ago, these people thought Fuma Ichiro was already a top existence in the world. Before Lin Chen appeared, he slaughtered martial artists from various countries like pigs and dogs, but now this once arrogant Fuma Ichiro was crippled with one chop, both legs taken with two, and his life ended with three by Lin Chen.

The entire martial arts arena fell into a deathly silence, but soon the Chinese martial artists snapped out of their shock and began cheering excitedly.

"Victory, Lin Chen has killed Fuma Ichiro..."

At this moment, each Chinese martial artist looked at Lin Chen with immense reverence. In their hearts now, Lin Chen was their savior, their hero.

"Lin Chen, Lin Chen!"

The name of Lin Chen echoed through the Chinese audience area.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the martial artists from other countries fell into a deathly silence.

Lin Chen's strength was so overpowering; it was almost suffocating. With such a mighty person around, who would dare to look down on Chinese martial arts?

Holding the blood-dripping Thunder Sword, Lin Chen glanced around at the other contestants on the platform: "Who else dares to challenge?"

The area around the platform was silent. Fuma Ichiro was so formidable and yet was instantly killed by Lin Chen; who would dare provoke him?

Just then, suddenly three figures appeared abruptly on the platform.

Seeing Fuma Ichiro lying in the pool of blood, the faces of the three people immediately turned dark.

"Baka, you dared to kill Fuma Ichiro, you deserve to die!" the leading tall martial artist said, glaring coldly at Lin Chen.

Seeing the three who appeared, Long Yin's expression immediately changed: "They are actually the other three of the Demonic Knife Gate – Rain, Thunder, Lightning!"

"Damn it, why are they here!" Long Yin's back was almost soaked in sweat, and his face instantly became even uglier.

Lin Chen looked at the three strongmen of the Demonic Knife Gate with no change in expression and said lightly: "He deserved to die, so he was killed."

"Bastard!" At this moment, a short martial artist was about to charge towards Lin Chen, but was held back by the tall martial artist.

"Alright, Lin Chen, you're tough. Since you entered the secret realm, you must know the poem about the Flower of Life. Tell me, and I can spare your life." Yutu Tianci said coldly.

"Spare my life? You think you're worthy; since you're all here, save the trouble later, come at me together!" Lin Chen said lightly.

"Kid, you got guts. How about this, we just happen to have a piece of the poem, let's make a bet, the loser will hand over the poem to the other." Yutu Tianci stared at Lin Chen and said.

"What a joke! You expect me to believe just because you say you have it? Do you think I'm a fool? What if you just make up a poem to trick me?" Lin Chen said coldly.

"I can vouch for them." At this moment, a figure walked over, and it was A-City.

"A-City?" Seeing her appear here, Lin Chen was also taken aback for a moment.

"Lin Chen, I have verified that their poem is real." A-City said with a smile.

"Since that's the case, I agree to the bet with you." Lin Chen said lightly.