Chapter 459: The Old Man Defending the Ring!

Lin Chen smiled calmly, "Although he and I only exchanged one move, I can see that he is definitely no match for me. Don't worry, with my method... you will definitely be able to find that strong person quickly!"

After saying that, Lin Chen felt strong, kicked on the spot, and jumped onto the huge rock.

After entering the arena, Lin Chen put his hands on his back and felt the atmosphere of this life-and-death showdown with great interest.

In this world without light, there is still such a simple and violent way to solve problems... Please tell me earlier! I'm still worried that the progress is too slow!

What surprised Lin Chen was that in addition to him and Spike, there was an old man with gray hair and a stooped figure on the stage?

The old man was sitting on the edge of the ring, his eyes half closed, as if he was asleep.

At this moment.

Spike looked at Lin Chen with a high-spirited smile and shouted loudly to the surrounding onlookers:

"Everyone must know the rules of the Death Arena! As long as there are more than three witnesses, the arena can begin!

There are at least hundreds of people gathered here now, and everyone is a witness, so if I kill this kid... it will not be considered a violation of order! Now, please invite the referee of the Death Arena, Mr. Bai, to announce the start! "

After hearing this, the hunched old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two of them curiously.

Then, he lazily asked:

"Are you two sure you want to resolve your dispute in the death ring?"

"OK!" Spike shouted loudly.

Lin Chen wrote lightly: "Definitely."

"When you enter the death ring, you cannot stop unless one party dies. Do you all understand this rule?"

"understood."

"In the death arena, there are no restrictions on weapons. So... you can use whatever weapons you have, do you understand?"

"clear."

"Huh? Young boy, your right hand seems to be seriously injured? Even so, do you still insist on going on this death ring? You have to think clearly. Now you can only use one hand?"

A flash of light shot out of the old man's eyes, and he stared closely at Lin Chen's bandaged right hand.

Lin Chen smiled calmly and replied: "It doesn't matter. I can deal with this person with just one left hand!"

The old man showed an admiring look, nodded, and said lazily:

"Okay, now that you all know the rules. Now, you can get started!"

The old man drooped his eyelids again, as if he had fallen asleep again.

The crowd on the sidelines was already a little excited.

Chen Xuan, on the other hand, looked at Hei Q and frowned, wondering what she was thinking.

Black Q was extremely resentful towards Lin Chen. When he saw that he had actually entered the death ring, he smiled sweetly and said:

"Red Q, that kid basically can't get down. Are you ready to deal with me alone? I believe that brat's martial arts skills will be unlocked in a while!"

Hei Q's words made Chen Xuan tense up.

Indeed, as she said, the only person who can limit her abilities now is Lin Chen.

If Lin Chen had a shortcoming in the ring...then his situation would be extremely dangerous!

Chen Xuan clenched her fists tightly, sweat dripping from her palms.

In the arena.

After the short old man spoke, Spike was already walking towards Lin Chen leisurely.

But Lin Chen still stood with his hands behind his back, not making any movement at all.

"What? Are you afraid? But even if you regret it now, it's useless! Because... you are dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong airflow suddenly burst out from the soles of Spike's feet, and his whole body was ejected, rushing towards Lin Chen at a speed beyond the naked eye.

His shock wave ability can be used on any part of the body.

Therefore, when he uses his powers on the soles of his feet, he can greatly increase his speed. And when he uses his superpower on his fists, he can make his fists faster and heavier! His shock wave can even shoot out of the air and become a medium-range strike method!

Spike has been able to sit as the manager of the fourth primary district for ten years because of his extraordinary abilities and skills!

Right now.

There was a flash of cold light in the field, and Lin Chen already held the Mo Zui Black Sword in his left hand. The tip of the sword tapped the ground lightly, and he stood with his feet spread out.

Among the onlookers under the ring, there were many masters of swordsmanship. When they saw Lin Chen's holding position of the sword, their eyes widened and they were amazed!

This is... what kind of swordsmanship? Unheard of, never seen?

In their impression, raising the sword above the head when making a move is the way of Japanese swordsmanship;

When making a move, hold the sword flat and point it at the opponent, or hold it horizontally in front of the chest in a defensive position. This is Chinese Kendo;

When making a move, place the sword vertically in front of the body. This is the way of European and American kendo.

But this kid... actually touched the tip of the sword to the ground? They have never seen such swordsmanship before!

Chen Xuan in the audience looked at Lin Chen's back nervously.

The Mo Sin Sword in Lin Chen's hand was a relic of his parents. Although she knew that Lin Chen was a Chinese warrior, during these days, she only saw Lin Chen fighting with bare hands and never saw him using a sword. Therefore, Chen Xuan was also quite worried about Lin Chen's kendo strength.

Before Spike rushed in front of Lin Chen, there were discussions in the audience.

"Does this kid know how to use a sword? With this kind of starting position, he is clearly an amateur!"

"That's right. Whether it's Japanese kendo, Chinese kendo, or even European and American fencing, there is no such opening move. A person who can't play with a sword dares to point a sword at Spike? Isn't this courting death?"

"But...what if this kid's ability is related to the sword? Maybe he doesn't know swordsmanship, but we don't know his ability. Could it be that he is a psychic who can control the black sword to attack the opponent freely?"

"The sword in his hand is made of black chrome, which can cut hair and iron like mud. Even if he doesn't know swordsmanship, with this sharp weapon, he can go a few rounds under Spike, right?"

"Watch carefully, I don't think this newcomer can beat Spike!"

"..."

Spike rushed to Lin Chen.

He raised his fist, not afraid of the Mo Zui sword in Lin Chen's hand, and punched Lin Chen's chest directly.

He wore a pair of exquisite black boxing gloves on his fists. And it was this pair of gloves that gave Spike absolute confidence to ignore the black sword in Lin Chen's hand!

Suddenly.

A deep black light suddenly exploded.

Lin Chen shook his wrist, and the ink in his hand turned into several sword shadows, stabbing directly at Spike's vitals...

Spike wanted to respond to Lin Chen's sword moves with a tough attitude, but at this moment, he felt that there was something wrong with this black light!