Oda Koji was gloatingly shouting when he suddenly heard Lin Chen's voice, causing his face to change drastically.

Due to Oda Koji's overwhelmingly strong performance just now, everyone thought that Lin Chen was courting death as he stepped onto the stage.

Lin Chen was just about to step on the stage when suddenly five Kunlun disciples took the lead and rushed onto the platform.

The leading Sun He saw Lin Chen and snorted coldly, "Kid, get lost. We Kunlun don't need you meddling in our affairs."

As he spoke, the five of them charged to the platform and surrounded Oda Koji.

As Zhao Xiaowen passed by Lin Chen, he grabbed her wrist.

"Xiaowen, you are no match for him."

Zhao Xiaowen looked at Lin Chen, her beautiful eyes flickering with determination, "Lin Chen, I am now a disciple of Kunlun too. If they rush up, how can I possibly stay down here like a coward?"

With those words, Zhao Xiaowen gracefully jumped onto the platform too.

Lin Chen sighed. He didn't care about the others, but he could not stand idly by now that Zhao Xiaowen had also rushed onto the platform.

"Bastard, how dare you hurt our Brother Li Yun; we'll fight you with all we've got!"

The five Kunlun disciples surrounded Oda Koji in the center, the leader Sun He said furiously.

Oda Koji looked at the five Kunlun disciples with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Haha, thinking of ganging up? Fine, I've been itching for a fight today. I'll break each of your arms."

"Attack!" Sun He roared, and the five Kunlun disciples lunged at Oda Koji with their swords.

"A bunch of ants, simply courting death." Oda Koji's eyes flashed with disdain, and in a flash, he disappeared on the spot.

The platform was shrouded in swirling blade shadows.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

Accompanied by four muffled sounds, a series of screams erupted, and when the blade shadows dispersed, four arms fell once again into pools of blood.

"Ah! Ah! …" Four of the Kunlun disciples screamed in agony, clutching their bleeding arms.

My God, how could this be. Four Kunlun disciples attacked together and yet were defeated in just one round.

Of the five Kunlun disciples, only Zhao Xiaowen remained uninjured. Her face was slightly flushed, still showing signs of shock.

Oda Koji's gaze was cold as he stared at Zhao Xiaowen, his lascivious eyes revealing a hint of sleaziness.

"Little girl, you look pretty good, so I'll keep you. Haha, tonight you'll belong to me." Saying this, Oda Koji darted toward Zhao Xiaowen.

His speed was too fast. Zhao Xiaowen had no time to react, and Oda Koji was already upon her, his hands reaching toward her chest.

"Junior sister!" The four people cried out in shock, but having their arms severed, they were no longer able to help Zhao Xiaowen.

Zhao Xiaowen's face color changed as she tried to resist, only to find her body inexplicably bound by a mysterious force, rendering her unable to move.

Just as those hands were about to grab Zhao Xiaowen, suddenly her body flashed and disappeared.

Oda Koji looked up, his face suddenly turning grim, as Zhao Xiaowen had been pulled away by the youth who had just scolded him.

"Kid, you dare steal my woman." The murderous intent surged in Oda Koji's eyes.

Lin Chen gave a cold smile, "Those who offend my Huaxia shall die, those who touch my woman shall die. Today, you've broken both my taboos so this is where you die."

At that moment, the audience in China was still immersed in shock and fear from Oda Koji's single move that severed the arms of four Kunlun martial artists. Seeing Lin Chen's bold declaration, they couldn't help but be greatly surprised.

"Has this kid gone mad? Four Kunlun masters have had their arms chopped off by this devil; isn't he courting death by going up there?"

"He even claims he wants to kill Oda Koji, has he gone insane?"

"Long Wu, quickly make that kid come back. This martial arts tournament is being live streamed, and today we've already lost our face badly. If we are disgraced again, the martial arts of China will be finished."

The other Sect Leaders also spoke anxiously.

Watching Lin Chen step onto the stage, Long Wu didn't attempt to stop him. He glanced at the other Sect Leaders, "I believe in Lin Chen."

"What, you believe in him? This kid is just a student with no sect or school, how could he possibly win."

"Exactly, look at this kid. He doesn't have any trace of Spiritual Energy fluctuations, he's just an ordinary person."

Watching Lin Chen step onto the stage, all the Sect Leaders wore skeptical expressions, utterly unconvinced that Lin Chen could defeat Oda Koji.

Long Wu's gaze carried a firm conviction. Even he could not discern Lin Chen's strength now, which meant only one possibility—that Lin Chen's abilities surpassed his own.

At that moment, Long Wu was incredibly shocked. Knowing that Lin Chen was not yet twenty years old and his abilities had already surpassed his own was astounding.

Recalling the first time he met Lin Chen, his own abilities were merely at the Nascent Soul level. In just a few months, Lin Chen had already surpassed him, marking him as truly exceptional.

"Long Wu, how could someone like Lin Chen represent the martial arts of China? If we lose this match, you will take all the consequences," Long Batian said furiously.

Long Batian was the vice-president of the Martial Arts Association, always coveting the president's seat. This time Long Wu was crazy enough to place all hopes on Lin Chen, so naturally, Long Batian would not miss this chance to step over Long Wu.

Long Wu smiled faintly, "Fine, if we lose, I will take full responsibility and resign from the presidency of the Martial Arts Association."

"Good, you said it, don't regret this later," Long Batian snorted coldly and returned to his seat.

Seeing the young man stepping onto the stage, Oda Koji was momentarily stunned, not understanding why this youth gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Who are you, and from which sect do you come?" Oda Koji asked coldly, wiping the blood off his knife.

Lin Chen ignored Oda Koji and went over to the four Kunlun martial artists, using a finger technique to seal their arteries to prevent them from dying due to excessive blood loss.

Although these four had just insulted him, they had been injured while fighting for China, so Lin Chen's first act upon entering the stage was to heal them.

After the four were carried down, Lin Chen then turned around, his gaze indifferent as he looked at Oda Koji. "Lin Chen, unaffiliated."

"Unaffiliated!"

Upon hearing Lin Chen's introduction, the crowd below burst into an uproar.

"This kid is a rogue, if even the Kunlun masters aren't that guy's match, isn't he just disgracing himself by going up there!"

"Has the martial arts community in China run out of people to send this fool instead?"

"Unaffiliated?" Hearing Lin Chen's words, Oda Koji suddenly laughed.

"Kid, I admire your courage, but did you see what just happened to those four Kunlun youngsters? Leave the woman behind and get off the stage, I won't kill a nameless fellow," Oda Koji arrogantly said.

Lin Chen gave a faint smile, "Although I am a nobody, one move is enough to kill you."

"What did you say?" Hearing Lin Chen's words, Oda Koji's expression changed, his eyes filled with a killing intent.

Lin Chen patted Zhao Xiaowen's shoulder, "Xiaowen, you go down first, brother is about to slay some dogs!"