Chapter 983: Chapter 983

"Get him! Don't let him condense his Qi!" the Thunder God suddenly shouted.

The Rain God held the Water Droplet Sword, slicing out a ripple that abruptly appeared behind Lin Chen, bringing his sword down swiftly.

This move, "Dripping Water Wears Stone," was his strongest attack, and it was a sneak attack.

A cold smile spread across the Rain God's face, but it quickly froze in place.

Because Lin Chen had vanished before his eyes.

"An illusion!" The Rain God's expression changed dramatically.

"Oh no!" He felt a deathly aura enveloping his whole body, and in an instant, his body flew backward.

But it was too late; there was a soft thud as an ice spike pierced the Rain God's heart.

The Rain God's body stiffened immediately, and he looked incredulously at the ice spike through his heart, a look of disbelief still on his face.

"How... could he... be so fast?"

Before the Rain God could finish his sentence, with a look of unwillingness, he fell to the ground with a thud.

With one move, Lin Chen killed one of the four War Gods of the Island Nation, the Rain God.

This scene made everyone present feel a tingling sensation on their scalps; it was simply unbelievable.

Under the siege of the three great masters, Lin Chen could still easily kill his opponent.

"Third Brother!" The Thunder God's eyes blazed as he looked at the fallen Rain God.

He and the Rain God were both orphans, begging on the streets, until their master, the Demon God, took them to the devil realm; after more than ten years of hellish training, they achieved what they have today. Seeing the Rain God dead, the Thunder God charged toward Lin Chen like a madman, wielding his lightning whip.

"Swoosh!" The Thunder God's lightning whip instantly wrapped around Lin Chen's wrist, a ferocious smile on his lips.

"Boy, I'm going to tear your hand off, to avenge my third brother." As he spoke, the Thunder God exerted force, but Lin Chen remained unscathed.

"How is this possible!" The Thunder God's lightning whip was made from his Qi, and he should be able to control it freely, but now there's not the slightest connection between them.

"Let go quickly!" The Thunder God's face changed as the Thunder God yelled urgently.

Unfortunately, it was too late; the lightning whip in the Thunder God's hand seemed to come alive like a snake, escaping his grasp and in the next moment tightly coiling around his neck.

"Damn it, how could this be!" The Thunder God's face changed dramatically, and he grasped the lightning whip with both hands, struggling frantically.

However, Lin Chen's mouth curled into a cold smile, and he gave a fierce tug.

Blood splattered, and the Thunder God's head was severed from his body, flying up into the air.

The lightning whip, made of Qi, when touched by a martial artist, would conduct a million volts of electricity into the other's body, causing even the strongest martial artist to fall on the spot.

No one expected that the Thunder God would die by his own lightning whip, his body and head separated, in a most gruesome manner.

"Thud!" The Thunder God's corpse fell to the ground.

The entire audience sat in pin-drop silence; two powerful beings had been slain in succession with just two moves, leaving everyone present in shock and fear.

The Thunder God looked at the three corpses on the ground, his eyelids twitching wildly, his eyes full of murderous intent: "I didn't expect you to kill my three brothers one after the other."

Lin Chen sneered coldly: "No, it's four, because you will soon die too. Back then you slaughtered dozens of my Dragon Group elites, it's about time we settle this score."

"Hmph, I admit you're strong, but today you will still die here." With those words, countless martial artists appeared around them, all holding katanas, quickly surrounding the entire platform.

Looking around, the platform was surrounded by people, numbering at least a thousand.

Seeing this, Long Yin and Mu Yunxian's faces changed dramatically: "Damn it, it's an ambush."

Just as they were about to stand up, they found themselves powerless.

The Thunder God sneered: "The air around here has been infused with Soft Bone Powder, today none of you Chinese martial artists will leave, you'll all be buried with us."

"What?" All the martial artists present were shocked, no one had expected this World Youth Martial Arts Conference to be a horrifyingly elaborate trap.

"With you all dead, who in the world can stand against us, the martial artists of the Island Nation?" The Thunder God laughed triumphantly.

The strong men in the audience were pale, finding their bodies limp, with no ability to fight back.

No one had expected the Island Nation to harbor such ambitions, intending to annihilate the martial artists from various countries here.

The Thunder God stared coldly at Lin Chen: "I did not expect you could resist my Soft Bone Powder, but we have nearly a thousand people, and you are alone, no matter how strong you are, I don't believe you can withstand my nearly thousand martial artists."

With these words, the Thunder God sneered, his eyes full of ridicule: "Truthfully, I admire you, if you are willing to join our Island Nation, I am willing to spare you, together we can conquer the world."

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Lin Chen suddenly burst into laughter: "Do you think only you are prepared? Let's see who's reinforcement is stronger."

"Evil Spirits of Evil Spirit Island, it's time for your hunt."

As those words fell, figures emerged from the sea, swiftly heading towards the platform.

These people were dressed in black leather, each holding a short blade, and they knelt neatly in front of Lin Chen: "Evil Spirits of Evil Spirit Island, pay respects to the master."

Voices resonated overwhelmingly, leaving everyone present astonished.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaohua approached the group of evil spirits, her eyes cold, and said to them, "What if someone insults our China?"

"Those who insult our China, no matter how far away, must be executed!"

The countless voices resounded loudly in unison.

"What of those who disrespect the master?" Zhao Xiaohua continued to ask.

"Kill without mercy!"

Voices rang out forcefully, shaking hearts and minds, and the aura made many shiver.

At this moment, the Thunder God's face changed dramatically.

He could clearly sense that these black-clad martial artists were all powerful, especially the Evil Qi emanating from them, which was far stronger than that of his subordinates.

Even more terrifying was the young green-clad figure standing before the evil spirits, whose strength was unfathomable.

"Who exactly is this guy, with such strong followers?"

The Thunder God's expression turned ugly, his plan had been seamless, but Lin Chen kept delivering him setback after setback.

Ashi walked up to Lin Chen with a smile, handing him the treasure box containing poems: "Looks like you've won this bet, so the treasure box is yours."

"Ashi, you betrayed me?" The Thunder God's expression grew even uglier, finally understanding why Lin Chen came so prepared.

"I never betrayed you. We never had any relation to talk about betrayal. Lin Chen is my man, so of course, I will help him." Ashi said with a slight smile.

Hearing Ashi's words, Lin Chen almost stumbled, sensing coldness winding around him.