The warriors of the Snow Country have always been known for their fierce spirit; they are a brave, valiant, and warlike people.
In the last century, they never bowed down or admitted defeat in the face of strong suppression from the American martial arts community.
However, as a result, the vast martial arts world of the Snow Country fell apart and was forced to disintegrate.
This severely damaged his health, and he has not recovered to this day.
Japan, as a lackey of the United States, has also contributed a great deal of effort.
In any operation by the United States, it has always acted as a pawn.
This rude provocation against the martial arts community in the Snow Country was also orchestrated by the United States.
Unable to tolerate the arrogant and conceited village chief, Rodson strode out, long sword in hand.
"Komura Takao, enough with the nonsense, come out and fight me to the death if you dare!"
Xiao Cun Cang Xiong grinned menacingly.
"Yo-ho, that's exactly what I've been waiting to hear."
After saying that, he crossed his arms, took a few steps forward, stopped, and said...
"Rodson, you're a coward."
"I'll stand still. If you can make me take one step back, then you win."
This is a blatant provocation, intended to humiliate the other party.
"Oh shit."
Rodson roared and, wielding his long sword, slashed at Komura Tsuo.
This furious strike left a long gash in mid-air and whipped up a gust of wind.
He was also a ninth-rank Martial King, but his experience was not as profound as that of Komura Tsangxiong.
Snap!
Before he could even get close, Komura Soo slapped Rodson away with lightning speed.
The latter flew backward like a bag, dozens of meters away, and crashed into a large section of the stands behind it, causing it to collapse.
Everyone was shocked and looked at Komura Takao with fear in their eyes.
A collective gasp filled the air.
"Hiss~ This guy has actually reached the level of Martial Emperor, no wonder he's so arrogant."
“Rodson has just recovered from his injuries and is no match for him.”
"This involves the honor of the Snow Country's martial arts world; we will fight to the death, even if it means our lives."
Many masters in the Snow Country martial arts world were furious.
Leoniv clenched his fists tightly, his face turning ashen.
However, he couldn't interfere in such competitions between the younger generation, as that would break the rules.
Moreover, many veteran experts also came from the Yin Yang Palace.
If the two sides were to engage in a full-blown fight, today's league tournament would be ruined.
How will he explain this to Ye Feng then?
"Oh shit!"
Rodson got up from the ground and charged at Komura Cangyo again.
Snap!
Another slap sent him flying backward, his face a bloody mess, his skin torn and bleeding.
I don't know how many bones in my body are broken.
Both are at the ninth rank of Martial King realm.
However, Komura Sooyu touched the edge of becoming a martial emperor and gained an overwhelming advantage.
After several such incidents, Rodson was covered in blood, and he had broken countless bones.
His skull was fractured, and the gushing blood blurred his vision.
The warriors of the Snow Country all criticized Komura Soo.
"Komura Tsuo, don't push your luck."
"That's right, you've already touched the Martial Emperor realm. Is it fun to bully someone whose realm is lower than yours?"
"I advise you to quit while you're ahead. Today is the day that the Great Xia is forming the Eastern Martial Arts Alliance. Don't get yourself into trouble."
Xiao Cun Cangxiong stood with his hands on his hips, laughing triumphantly.
“I said, as long as Rodson kneels down and crawls between my legs, and then calls me grandpa three times.”
"I can spare his life."
The crowd was furious and began to criticize and curse.
"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death..."
Rodson struggled to his feet and began burning his life essence. Suddenly, a powerful fighting force erupted from his body, and he charged towards Komura Cangxiong like a bolt of lightning.
His entire spirit and energy were poured into the knife in his hand.
The blade hummed and trembled, its cold light flashing.
A terrifying blade of energy tore through the sky and slashed fiercely towards Komura Tsang-hiro.
In that instant, the world went dark.
By burning his own life essence, Rodson temporarily touched the realm of Martial Emperor.
Everyone was shocked.
His father, Leonif, clenched his fists tightly, his tiger-like eyes glistening with tears.
He knew that if he struck with this blade, regardless of whether he won or lost, his son would surely die.
He was willing to give his life to defend the honor of the Snow Country martial arts world.
Rodson proved this with his actions.
Many people fell silent.
Across from him, Komura Soo's eyes flashed with a hint of seriousness. Not daring to be careless, he drew his long sword from his waist.
The gleaming longsword slashed through the air towards Rodson.
In mid-air, a large expanse of silvery-white cold light rose up, like a scroll of white silk.
The sharp, piercing blade energy cut to the bone marrow, sending chills down one's spine.
The onlookers all retreated, fearing they would be injured by the sword's aura.
puff!
The sharp blade energy instantly pierced through Rodson's sword light, sending him flying on the spot.
Rodson collapsed to the ground, vomiting several mouthfuls of blood, his face deathly pale.
"Son, son, are you alright? Don't scare me..."
Leonif held Rodsen in his arms, watching his son's life slowly fade away, his heart breaking.
"Dad, I'm sorry... I've disgraced the martial arts world of Snow Country..."
Rodson spoke haltingly and weakly.
"No, son, you're a good man."
With tears welling in his eyes, Leonif desperately channeled his vital energy into the other's body.
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