Chapter 1470 - 1471: Xiaohua Awakens
Lin Chen looked at Zhao Xiaohua's murderous gaze, his expression changed slightly.
He had a feeling that Zhao Xiaohua must have been controlled by someone.
"Damn it!" Lin Chen squinted his eyes slightly.
By destroying several of Yuan Tiangang's bases, Lin Chen already knew that Zhao Xiaohua must have suffered a lot these days.
Yet these guys were so insidious that they used the Soul Capturing Technique to control Zhao Xiaohua.
"Unforgivable." Lin Chen's eyes were filled with anger.
And just at the moment Lin Chen was distracted, he suddenly felt a cold glint flash in front of him, and Zhao Xiaohua's dagger was already fiercely stabbing toward him.
Lin Chen shifted to the side, dodging Zhao Xiaohua's attack.
But Zhao Xiaohua did not give up, her body moved like lightning, the dagger in her hand drawing arcs of cold light, tightly surrounding Lin Chen.
Zhao Xiaohua's strength was not weak, and Lin Chen could only dodge left and right without being able to fight back.
"Xiaohua, it's me, Lin Chen, what's wrong with you?"
However, Zhao Xiaohua still said nothing, her gaze filled with murderous intent, the knife in her hand targeting Lin Chen's vital points with every move.
"Xiaohua, don't you remember me? Wake up quickly."
Lin Chen dodged several attacks from Xiaohua and called out.
But the opponent still had no reaction.
"No, this can't go on." Lin Chen's eyes suddenly focused.
"Xiaoshuai, is there any way to restore Xiaohua's senses?" Lin Chen asked.
"There is, actually, but the current situation is quite difficult!" Xiaoshuai said with some hesitation.
"What method, quickly tell me!" Looking at the painful expression on Zhao Xiaohua's face, Lin Chen was really unwilling to wait any longer, not even for a few minutes.
"To awaken Zhao Xiaohua, you must strike her at two acupoints at once: between her eyebrows and at her temples. Precision is crucial; if one fails, Zhao Xiaohua will fall into a permanent coma."
"What?" Upon hearing Xiaoshuai's words, Lin Chen's expression changed as well.
Xiaohua's combat skills were a match for Lin Chen's. Targeting the two acupoints simultaneously in battle seemed nearly impossible.
The most crucial factor was that there was only one chance and no room for failure.
Zhao Xiaohua was his dearest person, so no matter what, he could not let her fall into a permanent coma.
But Zhao Xiaohua's movement techniques were almost on par with his own; how could he possibly target both acupoints at once?
As he tangled with Zhao Xiaohua, Lin Chen kept thinking of strategies.
Finally, Lin Chen clenched his teeth and made a decision.
"It seems there's only this one method."
Thinking of this, Lin Chen clenched his teeth.
Zhao Xiaohua's dagger brought with it a cold gleam as it stabbed toward Lin Chen, but this time Lin Chen didn't dodge; he rushed straight at the dagger.
Seeing Lin Chen's action, Zhao Xiaohua was momentarily stunned.
Pfft!
Blood splattered as Zhao Xiaohua's dagger fiercely pierced into Lin Chen's abdomen.
As the blood splattered on her face, there was no pleasure in revenge, no excitement as imagined; Zhao Xiaohua suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if she had lost something incredibly important.
Lin Chen, with a smile on his lips, tightly held Zhao Xiaohua with one hand, allowing the dagger to penetrate his body.
"You..."
Lin Chen's reckless action thoroughly confused Zhao Xiaohua.
However, Lin Chen didn't care at all, in the moment Zhao Xiaohua was distracted, his hand quickly moved, directly targeting Zhao Xiaohua's two acupoints.
As the acupoints were hit, the red gleam in Zhao Xiaohua's eyes gradually faded.
"Ah!"
Seeing the blood-covered dagger in her hand and the blood-drenched Lin Chen before her, Zhao Xiaohua's face changed.
"Lin Chen, what happened to you?"
Looking at the panicked Zhao Xiaohua, Lin Chen was speechless.
He shook his head: "I'm fine, as long as you're awake, that's good. Sorry I came late."
Saying this, he directly withdrew the dagger from his abdomen, holding Zhao Xiaohua tightly in his embrace.
That feeling was like a beloved toy finally returning.
"Lin Chen, your injury!"
"I'm fine, as long as you're awake, that's what matters." Lin Chen replied with a gentle smile.
Just then, several figures emerged from the jungle, and Zhang Yu and others quickly approached.
"Lin Chen!"
Seeing Lin Chen covered in blood, everyone's expression changed.
Lin Chen waved his hand, indicating that he was okay.
Though he had let Zhao Xiaohua strike him intentionally, he'd avoided the vital areas, so his body wasn't in too much trouble.
The light of life surged at the wound, healing his injured body.
Not far away on an ancient tree, Daoist Xuan Zhen watched this scene with a sullen expression.
"Kid, it seems I've underestimated you, but don't get complacent, our game has just begun." With these words, Daoist Xuan Zhen's figure disappeared from the spot.
Lin Chen looked at the others, took a deep breath: "As long as you all are fine."
His gaze fell on Qima: "Qima, I'm sorry, I came late and couldn't save Mike."
Qima shook her head: "If it weren't for you, I might have already died at the hands of Blood Ling."
Lin Chen sighed, war is cruel, each killing brings unknown sorrow for those who lose their loved ones.
Glancing at the darkened sky, Lin Chen said solemnly, "Let's go."
This Death Island trial was too bloody, all four hundred Martial Artists from around the world were buried on this Death Island.
Only Lin Chen and his group survived.
And not far from Death Island, on Devil Island, Daoist Xuan Zhen stepped into a grand hall.
The hall was already filled with people, all anxiously awaiting news from Death Island.
Seeing Daoist Xuan Zhen, the faces of these people lit up with joy.
"Has the battle on Death Island ended?" Luo De squinted slightly and asked.
This time, Daoist Xuan Zhen had an additional role, which was to supervise the competition on Death Island.
His task was to oversee everything happening on the island and report back to the people waiting.
Daoist Xuan Zhen surveyed the martial artists present and suddenly sighed.
"Daoist Xuan Zhen, stop beating around the bush, what happened? Tell us quickly," a burly man from Germany asked anxiously.
Only then did Daoist Xuan Zhen sigh again: "Dead, all dead."
"What?" Upon hearing Daoist Xuan Zhen's words, everyone's faces abruptly changed.
"All dead!"
Daoist Xuan Zhen nodded: "The alliance of Chinese martial arts and the Pantheon has slaughtered all other nations' martial artists who went ashore."
"What!" Upon hearing Daoist Xuan Zhen's words, there was an uproar in the surroundings.
"Daoist Xuan Zhen, don't talk nonsense, how could Lin Chen indiscriminately kill innocents," Zhang Sanfeng said with narrowed eyes.
"Not indiscriminately killing innocents?" Daoist Xuan Zhen suddenly sneered.
"Soon everyone will see the result; the only ones left are the people of Chinese martial arts and the Pantheon."
"Such a pity that so many elite representatives from different countries died at the hands of Lin Chen, it's tragic!"
Listening to Daoist Xuan Zhen's inflammatory words, coldness flashed in the eyes of everyone, a thick killing intent emanating from the martial artists leading the various nations.