Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

Wang Zhenhuai, who was injured below the arena, looked at Lin Ji's back and his pupils contracted slightly. He said in a low voice, "I knew it. This old man is not as simple as he looks."

The bloodstains beneath the arena were stained a brownish-red by the setting sun, and felt strangely sticky underfoot.

Lin Ji walked by.

The martial artists instinctively stepped aside on both sides of the road, their gazes falling on him with a mixture of surprise, helplessness, and doubt.

A thought flashed through everyone's minds.

Can this old man do it?

Who exactly is this old man?

On the viewing platform, the foreign minister, seeing this scene, burst into laughter and, raising his wine glass, mocked the government official beside him:

"What's going on? Is there no one else in China? Why send an old man to his death?"

The officials behind him burst into laughter.

"You'll be laughing later!" Bai Yu'er clenched her fist tightly.

"I also believe in Grandpa Lin!" Su Wanning nodded solemnly.

Lin Ji seemed oblivious to the mockery on stage. He lightly touched the ground with his feet and landed on the stage.

The arena was built on the edge of the cliff.

The most dangerous of the ten arenas.

It occupies less than one-third of the ground along the cliff edge.

Below the arena is a bottomless abyss. Standing on the arena, you can feel the dampness of the mountain mist and the mountain wind that makes your clothes flutter.

The Japanese man opposite me was hunched over, coughing incessantly while covering his mouth.

"Cough cough...cough cough!"

It took him a while to recover.

Lin Ji finally saw the other person's face clearly in the glow of the sunset.

His face was deathly pale, his lips were bluish-black, and his eye sockets were sunken due to his withered appearance, making his bulging eyeballs look like will-o'-the-wisps.

He looked Lin Ji up and down, then suddenly chuckled.

"Old man... seems to have some reputation and thinks he's quite capable?"

Lin Ji stood with his spear held horizontally, and chuckled lightly:

"Hahaha, I have indeed killed two princes of your country."

The other person was clearly taken aback, but their face remained expressionless as they spoke in a hoarse voice:

"You are... Lin Ji!"

"Hahaha, it is indeed me." Lin Ji laughed loudly and kicked the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear.

In an instant.

The yin and yang energies on his body spread out in all directions.

A Yin-Yang diagram is formed around it.

A powerful aura emanated from him.

"Lin Ji...it's actually Lin Ji!"

"Who is Lin Ji?"

"You don't know? There's a peerless master in Jiangnan who single-handedly killed two Japanese princes."

"Our martial arts are saved!"

……

The audience erupted in noise instantly.

The silence suddenly intensified.

"Hmph, just two pieces of trash. Fine, cough cough... I'll just avenge them for them."

The other party let out a strange laugh, and the next moment, his figure swayed.

Before he could even see how the other party moved, it floated in front of Lin Ji in the blink of an eye.

He clapped his withered hand in the air, and a chilling aura, carrying the coldness of the late autumn night wind, swept around Lin Ji.

Lin Ji reacted extremely quickly, raising his Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear abruptly.

"clang!"

A crisp sound.

The silver spear was covered in frost.

A chilling force crept up the gun and into Lin Ji's body, as if trying to penetrate his meridians.

Lin Ji felt a sudden numbness in his wrist. He circulated his Yin and Yang energies and rushed towards the cold sensation, which stopped its advance.

However, they were forced to take a half-step back.

The hearts of everyone in the audience jumped into their throats.

"This old man... his kung fu isn't very good either!"

"It's because those Japanese kung fu practitioners are so strange. Has anyone ever seen someone at the Transcendent Realm who can still emit frost?"

……

Kukawa-ke let out a strange, lewd laugh.

His moves became increasingly bizarre.

He flipped his palms, creating wisps of icy gray mist in front of him.

Wherever the fog passed, it seemed as if all the moisture in the air had been sucked away.

Lin Ji was surprised.

The black mist gave him a peculiar sense of familiarity.

Before Lin Ji could think further...

The other party chuckled sinisterly, "Old man, stop pretending. Let me give you a quick death."

He struck out with his palm, and the gray mist on the arena instantly filled the air, rushing straight towards Lin Ji's face.

"Cough cough..."

The gray fog was approaching.

Just as he lunged at Lin Ji's face, the other party coughed lightly again.

The momentum of the black fog rushing forward was immediately extinguished.

Lin Ji's eyes lit up.

He roared inwardly.

"Hidden Dragon Abyss!"

A dragon lies hidden in the abyss, its roar echoing across heaven and earth.

"roar--"

A dragon's roar ripped through the night sky.

The shock caused everyone around, from spectators to foreigners watching from afar, to turn in astonishment.

On stage, Kukawa Kake grinned sinisterly: "Hahaha, I knew I hadn't made a mistake coming here. I'll take the destiny of China!"

He wasn't worried at all that Lin Ji's changes would affect him. He lowered his body, and the fog thickened again.

He lunged forward, his ghostly claws swirling with gray mist as they hurtled towards Lin Ji.

Lin Ji's spear flashed, and in an instant, his spear flashed through three moves: blocking, grabbing, and thrusting, stirring up the gray mist.

"It really is because my third and sixth brothers aren't skilled enough... cough cough..."

A voice faintly reached Lin Ji's ears.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, about to examine it more closely.

The next instant, a sinister figure emerged from behind him.

The figure was dressed in an embroidered dragon robe, his face was pale, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. Every move he made carried an eerie sense of imperial superiority.

His figure flashed.

A white jade seal pressed directly against Lin Ji's cheek.

"Old man! What are you daydreaming about!"

A startled cry rang in his earpiece, jolting Lin Ji awake.

Lin Ji slightly opened his eyes.

I found that I hadn't moved an inch.

There wasn't a trace of the Hidden Dragon Abyss about him.

A cloud of black mist transformed into a human form.

"Bang!"

It struck Lin Ji in the chest.

He knocked Lin Ji back several steps.

Lin Ji felt a burning sensation in his chest where he was hit by the gray mist. The pain spread throughout his body, bringing him back to his senses. He then realized that he must have been under someone else's illusion.

"This old man... cough cough, Chinese martial arts will ultimately fail to achieve great things; this is fate!"

Kukawa emerged halfway out of the gray fog, seemingly becoming one with it.

The half-man who had emerged suddenly raised his fist and slammed it at Lin Ji's face again.

Just then.

A loud buzzing sound filled Lin Ji's mind.

The martial arts bone and the black and white jade pendant suddenly trembled violently!

The jade pendant, which had been slowly spinning, began to spin faster and faster, and the intertwined black and white light reflected into Lin Ji's sea of ​​consciousness, as if something was about to break out of its shell.

Lin Ji's knowledge is in the center of the sea.

The book of defying fate moves on its own even without wind.

With a rustling sound, the pages of the book slowly turned.

One page.

Two pages.

……

The page-turning speed gradually increases.

Then, with a whoosh, the book was turned to the last page.

"boom!"

A golden light burst forth from the pages of the book.

The light instantly merged into Lin Ji's entire body's meridians.

"Buzz—"

The golden light blocked the punch thrown by Kukawa.

The Book of Reversal of Fate has been turned to its last page.

"Haha, congratulations! I have one last thing to give you. I hope you will treat it well and continue to carry on my legacy!"

"This time, let's say goodbye for good!"

An old voice rang in Lin Ji's ears, carrying kindness, instruction, and a hint of inexplicable frivolity.

The words fell.

Lin Ji felt his aura surge suddenly, as if the meridians in his limbs had been expanded more than twice as wide. A power far more refined than that of the Transcendent Realm surged into his limbs and bones in an instant.

This is an extremely unfamiliar force.

It seemed as if it possessed the power to control heaven and earth.

Lin Ji slightly raised his hand.

As if connected with heaven and earth, with a gentle flick of his finger, the gray mist instantly froze.

"Um?"