95: One-word poem, kill!

Yao Tianyi watched the figure that had already shot forward in a burst of speed without giving him any chance to speak, his lips parting slightly.

Wait, no!

"What are you all still standing there for?"

"Follow the captain!"

Xia Fei's voice drifted over as she instantly vanished from the spot.

Immediately.

The Dragon Country audience, watching from a God's-eye view, let out a collective gasp.

"Look!"

In their eyes, a red torrent was moving in a direction completely contrary to the other teams heading into the dense forest.

"This is...?"

"The team closest to their direction is the Japan team!"

"Holy crap!"

"The Flame King is charging at the very front; it must have been his command!"

"Is this intentional or accidental?"

"Nonsense!"

"It's definitely intentional! He's heading straight for Japan!"

"But... how does he know the situation in that direction? Did he turn on a radar?"

"Why get hung up on that!"

"In the past, any national team that behaved like this had absolute confidence in their strength. The Flame King wants to knock Japan out with zero points!"

"Damn, is it going to be this hype right from the start?"

Compared to the cheers of the Dragon Country audience, the expressions of the Japanese audience changed drastically.

"Cheating! This is cheating!!"

"How do they know our Prodigy team is in this direction!"

"Investigate Lin Yan of Dragon Country thoroughly! He must be investigated!"

If this scene had happened back at the beginning of the Blue Star reconstruction when they invaded Dragon Country territory, they naturally wouldn't have had such a strong reaction; they might even have wished for Dragon Country to come and seek death.

But now... isn't this clearly the rhythm of their impending doom?

The sleeping lion of the past was no longer something they could touch.

Only the other three of the Big Four could contend with them.

Even the four figures in the observation center instantly had different thoughts.

Thor and Adolf glanced at each other, a dangerous cold light flashing in their eyes.

Bard, on the other hand, had an amused expression on his face.

Jiang Mobai was slightly stunned, thinking to himself.

Did this kid's eyes actually see right through the shielding functions on the way?

With his abilities, it was indeed possible.

Following that, a faint, indiscernible smile curled the corners of his mouth.

Very good.

Don't you like playing little tricks? Then we'll just crush you right from the start.

Regardless of what they or the audience thought.

At the very front of the rapidly advancing red torrent, Lin Yan's gaze swept over the obvious signs of an airdrop on the ground nearby, and he suddenly veered toward the dense forest.

"Come!"

The others, who were already sprinting with every ounce of strength, grit their teeth and immediately followed.

Yao Tianyi and Xia Fei caught a fleeting glimpse of the distance, their hearts tightening slightly.

He really had accurately judged the airdrop situation of the other country's team.

The two of them immediately spoke in low voices.

"Prepare for battle!"

The Japanese internet completely exploded.

"Baka!"

"This... this this this!!"

"Definitely cheating!"

"Run! Run!!"

They watched their national team on the screen, which was moving cautiously since entering the dense forest, and wailed in despair.

"Run!"

"Someone is behind you! Run!"

They wished they could rush to the scene themselves.

"Yamamoto-kun, quickly organize everyone to scatter and run!"

"It's over! It's over!"

"They're getting closer and closer!"

The Dragon Country audience members involuntarily sat up straight, their legs shaking while their hands were balled into fists, a single voice echoing in all their hearts.

Charge!!

Under the gaze of millions.

Rumble—!

Unconcealed, violent sounds of feet pounding the earth roared as the entire ground shook madly.

The Japanese captain, Masahiro Yamamoto, suddenly turned around, his face showing an expression of extreme shock.

At the same time, the other team members also sensed the abnormal changes in their surroundings; they turned almost simultaneously, casting their gazes toward the dense forest behind them.

Every person's eyes were filled with an expression of disbelief.

"This... how is this possible!"

Someone couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

How could a team appear behind them?!

Who was it?!

The increasingly violent tremors of the ground didn't give them time to think more.

"Assemble!"

Masahiro Yamamoto roared.

Just as they had huddled together.

Boom—!

With a deafening roar, a dazzling red figure brutally smashed through countless giant trees, charging into their vision without restraint, carrying an overwhelming Aura like an ebbing tide.

At this moment, the entire scene seemed to freeze, and the air appeared to grow heavy under this terrifying pressure.

This is...!

The faces of the Japanese team members turned pale instantly.

Because they saw it—a red torrent closely following that first violent figure.

"Dragon Country! Lin Yan!!"

Masahiro Yamamoto roared in horror.

How is this possible!

At this time, shouldn't they have just entered the forest and be waiting for the various countries to meet up before being hunted down?

Japan, Masahiro Yamamoto.

At the front of the team, Yao Tianyi and Xia Fei's eyes narrowed as they immediately looked again at the terrifying figure before them that was like an ancient giant beast.

So that's how it is!

The fleeting thoughts of both sides settled.

What followed was a cold voice that resounded through the field.

"Kill!"

And also a panicked shriek.

"Run!"

Masahiro Yamamoto had just roared that word.

Boom—!

An earth-shattering stomp sounded in front of him, along with a fist wind that tore through the air, striking him head-on.

Facing such a terrifying attack, this Japanese captain, who possessed an eighth-stage first-layer cultivation, had absolutely no time to make any reaction.

Bang—!

His head exploded like a watermelon, crimson blood splattering everywhere.

The headless body slammed heavily into the ground, mixing with a cloud of rising dust.

Instantly.

Everyone in the entire Japanese team seemed to have been hit with a freezing spell; their minds went blank.

Insta... insta-kill?!!

And compared to them.

The Dragon Country people witnessing this scene felt their already feverishly burning blood boil even more, and they all charged into the Japanese team with bloodshot eyes.

"Kill!"

In an instant!

An extremely bloody feast of slaughter was staged just half an hour after the curtains rose on this Global Youth Grand Competition.

The participating Japanese team was like a flock of lambs waiting for slaughter with no power to resist.

The members of the Dragon Country team led by Lin Yan seemed to have all transformed into killing gods walking out of the depths of Hell.

Blood and Qi vibrated, and spiritual energy surged.

One cold, stiff corpse after another collapsed heavily like dominoes, splashing blood all over the ground.

Clouds of thick, pungent blood mist exploded like fireworks, permeating with the suffocating scent of death.

Facing such a scene.

The Dragon Country audience pumped their fists excitedly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

They wished they could experience the thrill themselves.

In sharp contrast were the Japanese audience members.

One by one, they showed expressions of despair and closed their eyes tight, unable to bear looking at this incomparably tragic scene.

"It's over... it's over... it's all over now!"

Someone lamented with deep sorrow.

"After this session, our youth generation will be completely severed!"

Some were even sobbing uncontrollably.

"Waaaah! It's simply too tragic!"

"Run! Why don't you hurry up and escape!"

"Executioner! That Lin Yan is an executioner!!"