Zhao Xiaowen looked at Lin Chen with a worried face, "Lin Chen, this guy is very strong, you must be careful."

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Relax, I can take care of this trash in one move."

"What? One move?"

Lin Chen's words, like a thunderclap, caused a commotion among the audience.

The combat power that Oda Koji had just displayed was too strong, it could even be described as terrifying. In the face of Oda's formidable strength, the martial arts of China seemed to have no power to fight back.

This feeling was suffocating and even more so, despairing.

The appearance of Kunlun's Li Yun once gave these people hope, but the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Li Yun and the other four Kunlun disciples had basically ended their opponents with a single move that broke their arms, delivering another heavy blow to the martial artists of China.

Now, with Lin Chen once again making such a boastful claim, everyone thought this guy was insane.

"Even the mighty Kunlun has to admit defeat, let alone a sectless young man."

"Defeat Oda Koji in one move, how is that possible!"

Watching Zhao Xiaowen leave the arena, Oda Koji's face carried a trace of bloodthirsty coldness.

"Kid, it seems you're really courting death. Killing me in one move, it's been a long time since someone talked to me that way. Take out your weapon."

"Do I need a weapon to kill trash like you?" Lin Chen said indifferently.

"Damn, this kid is really full of it, actually saying he won't use a weapon."

Hearing that Lin Chen was planning to fight Oda Koji barehanded, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Does this kid not know that Oda Koji has already crippled more than ten Chinese martial artists these past few days?"

"Barehanded against a sharp blade, is this guy trying to get himself killed?"

Hearing what Lin Chen said, Oda Koji's face turned extremely ugly as he held the bloody ghost blade horizontally, "You want to fight me barehanded, fine, fine, kid you're too arrogant. Today I'm going to make you pay for your arrogance."

As his words fell, a dense black aura enveloped Oda Koji's ghost blade, and chilling cries emanated from the handle.

"Such heavy resentment."

Hearing the wailing sounds from Oda Koji's blade, Lin Chen furrowed his brows.

"No wonder those people just now became slower when they fought Oda Koji, all because they were affected by this resentment."

While Lin Chen was still in a daze, Oda Koji had already made his move.

His body shot out like a black shadow, and almost in the blink of an eye, the black gleam of his ghost blade was already sweeping toward Lin Chen's throat.

The moment the ghost blade swung down, Lin Chen felt as if he was bound by resentful spirits, completely unable to move.

"Damn it, such a devious ghost blade."

Seeing Lin Chen entangled by the resentful spirits, Oda Koji's face wore a ferocious smile.

"Kid, go to hell!"

"Lin Chen!" Zhao Xiaowen's face turned pale, and she stood up anxiously.

Long Wu was so tense that he even crushed the teacup in his hand, not noticing the water splashing out.

The ghost blade was less than a foot away from Lin Chen, yet Lin Chen made no move.

"It's over, this kid is done for." Seeing this scene, everyone under the stage couldn't bear to close their eyes.

"Three battles lost, the martial arts of China are really finished." Despair filled everyone's hearts.

Oda Koji's face was twisted with malice as he slashed his ghost blade towards Lin Chen's throat.

This blade would sever Lin Chen's head from his body, but to Oda Koji's surprise, the guy was actually smiling.

"Doesn't he know that his head is about to hit the ground? Yet he can still smile."

Just as Oda Koji's blade was about to strike Lin Chen, Lin Chen's body suddenly disappeared from its original position.

"How is this possible!"

Oda Koji's blade cleaved through the air, and his face turned pale with shock.

"To call yourself a wielder of the blade with such slow speed," a faint laugh came from behind Lin Chen.

"What!"

At this moment, Oda Koji felt a tingling on his scalp, wondering how this guy had managed to move behind him instantly.

"Die!"

Without even turning his head, Oda Koji swung his ghost blade in a sweeping backhand strike, aiming for Lin Chen once again.

Yet, the blade missed its mark once more.

"Seriously, are you a snail or something? How can you kill anyone at this speed?" Lin Chen said lightly with a laugh.

Gasp!

The entire arena fell silent, all eyes wide open, watching this eerie scene unfold.

Oda Koji charged about like a headless fly, and although it seemed like every strike was about to hit Lin Chen, whenever the blade came swinging down, Lin Chen effortlessly dodged.

How was this possible? Oda Koji's formidable power had been apparent to everyone just moments ago.

Both his movement technique and the speed of his blade strikes could be described as lightning-fast.

Because of this, everyone who crossed blades with Oda Koji was invariably killed within seconds.

But now, the situation had completely turned around.

In front of Lin Chen, Oda Koji had lost all of the imposing aura he had moments before.

His blade seemed slower, duller, and he was being toyed with by Lin Chen like a fool.

...

At this moment, the faces of the Sect Leaders from various factions below the stage had taken on a peculiar expression; they knew it was not that Oda Koji's blade had slowed, but that Lin Chen was too fast.

The movement technique of Lin Chen was so swift that even these old-timers could not see it clearly.

Previously, they had thought Oda Koji was the monster, but now it seemed that the real monster had just appeared, and that was the young man before them.

Thinking back to how they had been asserting Lin Chen would lose, mocking him for overestimating himself, they now realized that Lin Chen was the true master, and his presence had saved the martial world of Huaxia.

The previously frustrated audience from Huaxia burst into excitement upon seeing this scene, with many shouting out in cheer.

At this moment, Oda Koji's face was hideous, as if twisted to the extreme. Ever since he had emerged from that secret base, every opponent he had encountered had been like ants to him.

He had caused blood to flow with every strike of his blade, and his ghost blade had claimed countless souls. But today, he had unleashed more than a dozen strikes without so much as touching the hem of Lin Chen's clothes.

"Damn you, damn you! Lin Chen, will you only dodge like a coward?" Oda Koji roared in a furious rage.

Lin Chen offered a faint smile, "So much for the mighty Heavenly Alliance, since you've asked for it, fine then, go to hell!"

As his words fell, Lin Chen suddenly leapt forward like a roc spreading its wings, pouncing towards Oda Koji.

A fierce light flashed in Oda Koji's eyes, as his ghost blade viciously slashed towards Lin Chen.

However, this time Lin Chen neither dodged nor sidestepped, but instead reached out towards the incoming ghost blade.

"You're not dodging this time?"

Seeing Lin Chen reaching out for his ghost blade, a look of ecstatic joy appeared on Oda Koji's face.

His ghost blade could cut through iron as if it were mud; even a block of iron would be cleaved in two, so to block with one's bare hands was simply a death wish.

"Has this guy gone mad? To catch a blade with his bare hands!"

"Does he not know that Oda Koji's ghost blade can slice through iron as though it were mud? He's actually trying to block it with his flesh and blood!"

As the crowd exclaimed in shock, they witnessed a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.