On the ground below the ring, Sojiro Seta's struggle was like a dying wild dog.

No matter how hard he tries, he will have no time to stand up.

If Lin Yu pursued him at this time, he would have no life and would have no power to fight back.

However, Lin Yu did not.

This is not Lin Yu is kind-hearted and kind, so he wants to let him go.

It's a complete contempt.

Ants can only be ants after all.

What if you give you some buffering time?

In the end, it was impossible to escape the ending of trampling to death.

Sojiro Seta's originally bright eyes were covered with a layer of despair.

Lin Yu's punch just now was powerful and injuring his internal organs.

The power of a punch made Sojiro Seta completely realize the reality.

He tried his best to stand up again, walked onto the ring, cut the damn Chinese man under the knife, and achieved the name of invincibility.

But what's helpless is that the gap in strength between the two is like a chasm that is insurmountable.

If he wants to turn defeat into victory, there is only one chance before him.

Thinking of this, Sojiro Seta touched the mini syringe in his arms.

A crazy determination flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed the syringe in his hand.

Under the cover of the wide sleeves, I held the syringe and stabbed it on my neck. I suddenly pressed my thumb and the potion quickly injected into my body.

"Huh..."

The heavy breathing sounded, Sojiro Seta was trembling all over, his face soared that blood could almost seep out.

His facial features were twisted, his mouth twitched, his skin surface showed an abnormal red color, his muscles were bulging, and a violent and bloodthirsty aura gradually rose.

"ah!"

Suddenly, Sojiro Seta jumped up from the ground like crazy, and his hands were tearing the white clothes on his body.

His upper body appeared in front of everyone, his muscles were cast like steel, and blue veins were blooming under his skin, densely packed, like an earthworm, extremely terrifying.

He swept away the sluggishness he had before, like an angry lion, his pupils were covered with blood, his eyes were red, and his aura surged.

At this time, Sojiro Seta instantly transformed, and his bloody skin contained terrifying power, as if the volcano was about to gush, and the tyranny was lingering in his heart.

Looking at Sojiro Seta who stood up again, the eyes of all the island people on the scene re-emerged with hope.

I don't know who started to hum, and the familiar melody rang in their ears.

An island nation song rang.

This is the "March of Warships" of the island country.

Under the arena, in the island camp, everyone stood up straight, holding hands, with a solemn expression, and humming in unison.

The sound went from weak to loud, infecting every islander.

Generous and sad songs, desolate and despair.

The murderous aura echoed, and the tragic emotions almost condensed the air.

At this moment, the islanders on the scene formed a whole.

Under Lin Yu's irresistible oppression, the martial arts spirit of the Yamato nation was brewing and waiting for an outbreak.

Sojiro Seta's spirit and momentum are connected with the island people humming behind him.

Like an invisible force, blessing him.

The murderous intent of grief and resoluteness emerged from his eyes without any omission.

Like the sky, like a tsunami, it surging towards Lin Yu on the ring with a surging force.

In a trance, Lin Yu felt countless gazes full of bone-wrenching hostility.

The hatred in every gaze was so strong that it seemed to burn the air.

A person fights against a group and a nation's martial arts soul.

Lin Yu at this time was like he was in Avici Hell.

The endless evil ghosts surrounded him, and the illusion of being isolated in his heart.

"Ha ha!"

Lin Yu laughed at the sky, his voice echoed like thunder, and his lonely figure became more and more unruly.

"Come, come, come, ghosts and monsters dare to travel in the sun! Today I will use my hands to destroy the delusions of the small country."

The unparalleled voice resounded through the sky, like a thunderous explosion, and was as exciting as a tide, with a long rainbow of blood and reaching the sky.

With a long shout, ghosts and gods are easy to resist, and demons are terrified.

The voice seemed like thunder, covering the singing of hundreds of islanders at the scene.

For a moment, it seemed as if the whole world was filled with laughter.

The lone figure stepped on the earth and the blue sky above his head.

Amid the laughter, Sojiro Seta's face twisted, turned into a white light, and rushed towards the ring.

brush!

The samurai sword at my waist was pulled out, and the blade was sharp and a cold light suddenly appeared.

The bright sword bursts out with brilliant light.

The sword light is amazing - beautiful!

Move forward without going forward.

This sword is amazing.

It condensed the lifelong efforts of Sojiro Seta and overdrawed the potential of life.

He fully demonstrated the characteristics of martial arts in the island country, went to extremes, and was determined to be crazy.

On the ring, the sword energy was filled with snow, covering the sky.

Before drawing the sword, Sojiro Seta had the intention to die.

Under the gorgeous sword light, there is the obsession of dying together.

The surface of his skin was covered with fine and dense blood beads.

This is caused by burning the few remaining lives and stimulating the essence and blood in the body.

After the strongest blow was fired.

Whether Lin Yu is alive or dead.

They will all be Sojiro Seta's world masterpiece.

The strong wind storms.

Lin Yu stood proudly, his clothes flew, and he was indescribably calm and free.

Suddenly, the sword lights and blood filled the sky condensed into a little.

The decisive murderous aura is compressed and condensed.

The sword energy is like a stunning rainbow and lightning, as if even the soul can freeze.

Wherever you stand, you will kill gods and destroy Buddhas.

Under the arena, everyone was breathing.

Such brilliant and dazzling sword lights are only seen in my life.

There was an uncontrollable joy in the eyes of the island people.

Yan Huang's face was filled with worries.

Anyone can see that Lin Yu will definitely die in the next moment.

But, in this moment of inconvenience.

Lin Yu's bright eyes were neither shocked nor afraid.

Suddenly, he stretched out two fingers and gently pinched them.

He actually clamped the blade!

No one can describe the cleverness and speed of these two fingers clamping.

Even if you slow down your movements ten times or a hundred times, you cannot see clearly with your naked eyes.

The sword light was like lightning, shining brightly through the sky, but it was suddenly extinguished in an instant.
To be continued...