Urban Elf: A perfect start, cutting off Gyarados.

If the Qingtuan group didn't have three members, they probably would have been defeated by Fujiwara Osamu long ago.

Even so, they suffered considerable hidden injuries.

But Fujiwara Osamu was the best at hiding the damage from the cameras, creating what appeared to be normal injury, leaving the three of them with no choice but to swallow the bitter pill.

After the last elf flew away with a mournful cry, the three of them looked at each other with pale faces, then stepped off the stage with bitter smiles.

"No wonder everyone says that fighting this son of the Emperor is a nightmare; now I finally understand why."

"Even if Pidgeot hadn't lost its fighting ability, I wouldn't have been able to hold on. It will probably take us at least three months to recover. That's ruthless!"

The man with the curly hair in the middle said through gritted teeth.

"I'll be so grateful if I can recover completely; I'm just worried about any lasting effects..."

The third person's brows furrowed in worry. As soon as he returned to the private lounge, he cried out in pain. When he saw his two companions looking over, he immediately whispered mysteriously.

"I heard that one of Fujiwara Osamu's opponents suffered a lifelong disability after the second month of the match!"

"hiss--"

Both of them gasped in unison, their hidden injuries throbbing even more, and a flash of fear crossed their eyes.

Unbeknownst to them, Lin Heng, who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed in the next room, opened his eyes slightly upon hearing this.

Chapter 319 Fujiwara Osamu's Provocation! Forced to the Cliff?

Unbeknownst to them, Lin Heng, who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed in the next room, opened his eyes slightly upon hearing this.

With his heightened senses enhanced through comprehensive training, Lin Heng could hear words directly into his ears without any obstruction, even through a wall.

Lin Heng was not surprised by Fujiwara's ruthless fighting style.

Despite the "wild" label, the actual cost of training a truly capable trainer is anything but "wild."

After all, the foundation of the wild faction is the need for entry quotas in various secret realms.

Those who can acquire these things are at least extremely wealthy and powerful families!

Although wild trainers are also known as outlaws, they are not like those poor, struggling trainers.

The poor undergo trials in secret realms in order to fight for a way to survive.

Thousands of difficulties.

The wealthy, unofficial faction possesses connections, resources, and money; the two are simply not on the same level.

Security has been greatly guaranteed.

Even though the mortality rate was high compared to that of the academic school, the gains were doubled. Fujiwara no Osamu, the emperor's son, was one of the secret weapons of the Eastern Island Nation.

In the interviews after the two matches, I was asked by a reporter about my opinion on Lin Heng.

Fujiwara suddenly gave a strange smile and looked at the camera, saying slowly and deliberately, "I hope Lord Lin Heng will accept my invitation so that we can have a life-or-death battle."

As soon as the words fell, the whole place was in an uproar.

All the reporters who were asking questions were stunned into silence.

A challenge where life or death are at stake...

Isn't this a life-or-death gamble? Fujiwara Osamu is actually going all out?

What on earth does he want to do?

The audience below the stage was also in an uproar.

Lin Heng achieved an overwhelming victory. Even though Fujiwara Osamu was also one of the winners, everyone learned their lesson after being repeatedly proven wrong.

In the final showdown between Fujiwara Osamu and Hayashi Yoko, Hayashi Yoko had a higher support rate.

But at this critical juncture, Fujiwara Osamu actually proposed a fight to the death?!

He's crazy!

Fujiwara Osamu looked at the camera, his already small eyes appearing even more sinister in the close-up shot, sending chills down one's spine just by looking at them.

Fujiwara Osamu's decision to challenge him to a fight to the death was not made on impulse.

Lin Heng's repeated performances instilled in him an unprecedented sense of urgency!

He had a strange premonition that if Lin Heng were allowed to grow up, he would become the biggest obstacle for the Eastern Island Kingdom in dealing with the Yan Kingdom!

Moreover, he himself disliked Lin Heng extremely.

For someone like him, a free spirit, life-or-death gambles are a common occurrence.

He is a fanatical pursuer of combat power, and he is willing to pay any price to improve his combat abilities.

Based on past amazing experiences, even greater potential can often be unleashed in the face of life and death!

And it also allows you to eliminate your biggest enemy in a fair and square manner?

Why not?

Fujiwara Osamu was waiting for the interview before the final showdown, which directly pushed Lin Heng to the forefront of public opinion!

He refused to believe that the other party would dare to refuse him under these circumstances.

That would be a disgrace not only for him, but also for the Yan Kingdom!

Besides...

A dark glint flashed in Fujiwara Osamu's eyes. With that trump card, his actions were foolproof and would surely lead to Lin Heng's bloody demise on the arena!

at the same time.

Netizens around the world who are following this match are in an uproar.

"Holy crap, a life-or-death battle? This is insane!"

"This...this...Lin Heng is now backed to the edge of a cliff. Whether he accepts it or not, he's just one step away from an abyss!"

"Uh—are all geniuses this terrifying? No wonder I'm just an ordinary person."

"Judging from their past performances, both of them are far superior to those of their peers. I wonder who will win if these two meet?"

"Yes, the champion is truly unmatched among his peers!"

"How exciting! I'm suddenly glad my goddess Gianna was eliminated, otherwise she would be the one in an awkward position now. That Fujiwara Osamu is really cunning!"

"Sigh, it's an island nation, those who know, know!"

"..."

While netizens from other countries can still have an objective discussion, the audience from Yan country is completely anxious!

Lin Heng is now the spiritual pillar of the younger generation in Yan Country!

If something were to happen to him, the impact on the public would be enormous! The losses would be far more than just money!

Their big demon king is only eighteen or nineteen years old, in the prime of his life!

That Fujiwara Osamu, he's almost thirty, ugh! Shameless!

Chapter 320 If he were still alive...

That Fujiwara Osamu, he's almost thirty, he's shameless!

Yan netizens made no attempt to hide their grievances, practically pointing their fingers at Fujiwara Osamu and cursing him. In any case, the two alliances already had a bad relationship, to the point that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were sworn enemies.

They were natural enemies.

After interviewing Fujiwara Osamu, the reporters from the French National Centre for the Performing Arts (FNA) were like flies drawn to a fishy smell, eagerly rushing backstage to ambush Lin Heng.

"Mr. Lin, what are your thoughts on Osamu Fujiwara's do-or-die match?"

"Mr. Hayashi, will you accept Osamu Fujiwara's challenge?"

"Lin Heng..."

One question after another came in quick succession. If it weren't for Lin Heng's strength, those microphones would have been shoved into his face long ago.

In any case, for the French and Spanish, Giené's elimination was a foregone conclusion.

Since the people of their national alliance can't get any benefits, they're happy to watch the show, and the more intense the fight between Fujiwara no Osamu and Hayashi Yoko, the better!

If someone dies in a life-or-death battle or suffers extremely serious aftereffects, it's like losing a major competitor!

Lin Heng was blocked in the corridor as soon as he opened the door and stepped out.

Hearing the buzzing noise in his ears, he indifferently raised his eyelids.

With just one glance, the reporters who had been making a huge fuss immediately fell silent, as if enveloped by an invisible layer of oppression.

The reporters in the front row even had a strong premonition.

If they continue to ask, there will be unpredictable consequences!

And they cannot afford the consequences!

The dozen or so people fell silent in unison. In front of Lin Heng, they inexplicably dared not be presumptuous and could only quietly wait for his answer.

"Tell Fujiwara no Osamu that I hope he won't regret this."