A day's competition saw Chinese martial artists basically being crippled within a few minutes of fighting, which greatly frustrated the audience below.

Seeing a Kunlun expert finally make a move filled the audience with some expectations.

Oda Koji, a warrior from the Island Nation, was once a disciple of the renowned Oda blade technique family. However, after he harassed the Family Head's daughter, his legs were broken, and he was expelled from the Oda family.

Yet, nobody expected that three years later, Oda Koji would return to the Island Nation and become a member of the Heaven's Alliance.

What surprised everyone even more was that Oda single-handedly swept through all the major sword sects of the Island Nation; he even chopped off the arms of the Family Head of the Oda family, rendering him a cripple.

From then on, Oda Koji's name was held in high regard, and the warriors of the Island Nation called him the Demon Blade.

Oda Koji's icy gaze fixed on Li Yun who had just stepped onto the stage, "You people from China finally dared to fight. I thought your martial arts would surprise me, but it's too disappointing, merely a name without substance."

Li Yun snorted coldly, "Little devil, you hurt our Chinese martial artist and insult our Chinese martial arts. Today, I will cripple you, little devil, and show you that China is not to be bullied."

Upon hearing Li Yun's words, the audience below instantly erupted into thunderous applause.

Lin Chen sat below the stage, watching Li Yun's performance with indifference.

It must be said that Li Yun often appeared on TV screens. His performance strength was very strong, and his words were powerful and inspiring, but the martial arts arena was not a variety show. It was about life and death, relying on true skill.

The two signed a life and death document and returned to the arena.

Oda Koji's gaze remained frosty as he looked at Li Yun, the corners of his mouth lifting in a bloodthirsty grin, "Kid, you are quite arrogant. Since that's the case, I will make you pay for your arrogance. I'll cripple your arms in two moves."

"What!"

Upon hearing Oda Koji's words, the Chinese audience below became furious.

"This little devil is too arrogant. How could he possibly cripple Li Yun in two moves? Li Yun is a master from Kunlun."

"Exactly, this guy is too conceited. Does he think Chinese martial arts are as malleable as clay?"

Li Yun's expression turned even grimmer, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "Little devil, you think you can cripple me in two moves? Today, I'll make you regret your words."

As he spoke, Li Yun's sword shimmered, sending a cold light toward Oda Koji like lightning.

Li Yun knew very well that Oda Koji was not easy to provoke, so he did not engage in any preliminaries and directly used his killing move.

"Slaying Immortal Sword!"

Accompanied by a roar, blades of sword light instantly engulfed Oda Koji.

Seeing the overwhelming waves of sword shadows, cheers erupted from the spectator stands.

Even Long Wu's eyes revealed a touch of surprise.

It must be said that Li Yun's Slaying Immortal Sword was indeed tremendously powerful. It sealed off all of Oda Koji's escape routes with each move, and Li Yun's execution of the Slaying Immortal Sword's speed and agility was impeccable.

However, Lin Chen shook his head helplessly, "Although Li Yun has mastered the form of the Slaying Immortal Sword, he hasn't grasped its essence.

The essence of the Slaying Immortal Sword lies in its ruthlessness. A wide range of attacks inevitably comes at the expense of reducing attack power. Li Yun's attacks may look impressive, but they are merely superficial and lack real strike power, so he has already lost."

Lin Chen's words caused the nearby martial artists who had just cheered for Li Yun to show expressions of dissatisfaction, especially a few Kunlun Disciples.

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? Li Yun is the Direct Disciple of the Second Elder. How could he not have grasped the essence of the Slaying Immortal Sword?"

"Exactly, our Kunlun's unique skills are not for outsiders like you to casually criticize," those Kunlun Disciples said angrily, their faces showing rage as they coldly shouted.

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "If you still care about being fellow disciples, you'd better stop the match now, otherwise don't blame me for not warning you when he ends up missing arms and legs."

"Lin Chen, whose side are you on, boosting the morale of others while dampening our spirits?"

"Hmph, I think this guy is nothing but a traitor."

Listening to the displeased shouts of the Kunlun Disciples, Lin Chen just smiled faintly.

The warnings had been given; the saying goes that good words are hard to persuade doomed souls. If they wouldn't listen, there was nothing one could do about it.

"Our Brother Li lose? What a joke!"

"Hmph, just wait and see our Brother Li return victorious and then see where you can hide your face."

"Return victorious? I'm afraid that's no longer possible," sighed Lin Chen, because the outcome on the field had already been decided.

Everyone's gaze returned to the stage, and they saw Oda Koji's demon blade directly shatter Li Yun's sword network, appearing like a specter instantly before Li Yun.

With a flash of the blade and a spray of blood, an arm severed directly from Li Yun's shoulder, falling away.

"Ah!"

Li Yun screamed in agony, staggering backward several steps.

The entire spectator stand fell silent, especially the Kunlun disciples, who widened their eyes at the scene unfolding before them.

"How is this possible? Li Yun's strength is ranked in the top ten among the younger generation of Kunlun; yet, his arm was severed in one move."

However, the bloody scene had just begun; with one successful move, Oda Koji flipped his wrist, and the demon blade slashed down again.

Crack, ah!

Another scream echoed as Li Yun's right arm was chopped off cleanly.

"Two moves, truly just two moves, and Li Yun's arms were severed by Oda Koji."

The entire stage reeked of blood; the two severed arms lying in a pool of blood were particularly striking.

Boom!

The entire spectator stand was dead silent, everyone's mouth agape with expressions of utter horror in their eyes.

Oda Koji kicked Li Yun's leg and positioned the blade at his neck.

Li Yun fell to his knees with a pale face, trembling all over.

"Please, don't kill me."

At that moment, Li Yun had lost all the demeanor of a strong fighter and looked like a beaten dog, begging Oda Koji for mercy.

The faces of all the Chinese spectators around the ring turned ugly, their eyes filled with shock and humiliation.

"To lose again, and to lose so brutally."

Kunlun represents the pinnacle of Chinese martial arts, and even their masters had their arms disabled; who else in the entire Chinese martial arts community could challenge this devil from the Island Nation?

"Haha, just admit your Chinese martial arts are trash, and I might spare your life," Oda Koji laughed arrogantly.

He thoroughly enjoyed this feeling of supremacy over the entire Chinese martial arts community.

Upon hearing Oda Koji's words, Li Yun's face changed, his mouth opened but he said nothing.

He knew this was being broadcast live; if he uttered that statement, he would become a sinner in all of China.

"Why aren't you speaking?" Oda Koji snorted coldly, lifting the blade slightly.

Li Yun's ear was forcefully severed.

"I'll say it, I'll say it, Chinese martial arts are trash," Li Yun finally could no longer bear the pain and shouted out.

"Hahaha, that's being obedient! Chinese martial arts are nothing but fancy tricks, not worth a damn in front of my great Island Nation's blade technique," Oda Koji taunted arrogantly.

"You Island Nation dog, have you barked enough?" Just then, a cold voice sounded from below the stage as Lin Chen stood up and slowly walked toward the ring.