Super Fighting Tokyo.

The deafening roar was like a gas explosion.

Dor was also thrown away by the impact, rolling a long way. He lay on the ground for a few seconds to recover before he was finally able to stand up, his head spinning.

Looking up, one could see thick smoke billowing from the stadium, fire sprinklers spraying water, and the giant man lying motionless on the ground.

He probably won't die, but he'll likely be seriously injured.

"A fight without dodging? What kind of lunatic is that, cough cough!"

Dol spat out a mouthful of bloody foam, clutched his stomach, and coughed a few times. "But that was a really heavy kick."

"Tsk, I need to think of another way to 'fight' Shiramu Cheng..."

He muttered to himself as he turned and left.

I walked across two streets.

After he climbed over the wall, walked down another street, and came to another alley, the giant figure reappeared.

The giant, backlit and shrouded in shadow, blocked Dol's path.

Dorr, his body hunched over, his face grim, said, "Truly tenacious, Guan Linchun..."

"Guan Linchun? No, no!"

The giant's figure suddenly became sharp, and he turned slightly to the side, letting the streetlight shine on his face—his face was clearly smeared with white paint.

Guan Linchun stuck out his tongue, and his tone changed noticeably, becoming even more arrogant and ferocious.

“I am [Hell Heaven] – Marve-ouso Guan.”

"Thanks for that explosion, I've been resurrected from the 'Demon Realm'!"

Chapter 310 A Wrestler from the Demon Realm!

The dust explosion was extremely loud, even shattering nearby windows.

Thick smoke billowed from the stadium, extinguishing most of the flames, but a few embers still ignited the surrounding lawn.

"What's wrong?!"

"That was really loud!"

"The direction of the stadium? Hey, hurry up and go check it out!"

"Gas explosion? Luckily no one was injured."

"..."

The Wu clan members on patrol hurried by, carrying fire extinguishers and rushing over to maintain order in the surrounding area.

……

……

Meanwhile, a few streets away.

In the alley—

Guan Linchun blocked Duo'er's way.

Dol blinked, looking at the giant named "Guan Linchun" with a puzzled expression.

Although it had only been a few minutes, Guan Linchun's tone had changed noticeably, becoming sharper, more ferocious, and extremely arrogant.

More importantly, Guan Linchun's entire face was covered in white greasepaint, his lips were outlined with purple "clown smile" makeup, and a red vertical line was painted on his nose.

It looks exaggerated no matter how you look at it.

"baffling……"

Dole frowned and muttered under his breath, "Fighting without dodging is stupid enough, but to be a clown who likes to put on a show?"

Upon hearing this, Guan Linchun became even more excited and let out a strange cry.

"Whoa—Huh?!"

He clenched his fist and gestured to Dorr in front of him, veins bulging on his arm.

"Whether from the perspective of acting bravely for a just cause, or as a guest of the Wu clan, I cannot allow dangerous death row inmates to roam freely in the streets!"

"But as a professional wrestler, fighting in the street is not a good thing, as it will have a negative impact on teenagers."

Guan Linchun changed the subject and stuck out his tongue.

"But if it's a ruthless 'demon wrestler,' they can use demonic methods to beat you to a pulp, you arsonist bastard!"

"..."

Looking at Guan Linchun's appearance, Dorr was speechless for a moment. "...Is he crazy?"

Upon hearing this, Guan Linchun felt somewhat troubled.

"Hey, you haven't heard of 'Hellfire' before? So there's no professional wrestling in British prisons after all..."

Dorr frowned, feeling increasingly angry.

Guan Linchun, however, with his face covered in makeup, explained to himself, "Listen up, death row inmate."

"I, [Hellish Heaven] Marve-ouso Guan—am a death match wrestler summoned from the Demon Realm by [Hell Angel] Guan Linchun."

"Although the event lasted only a year, it had a huge impact."

"My extreme death matches kept happening in the ring, plunging the entire professional wrestling world into a terrifying abyss!"

"But two years ago, I fought against the [God of Wrestling] Zangdi Quwu, and participated in the 'Ten Thousand Fluorescent Lights Death Game'. After losing, I returned to the Demon Realm."

Guan Linchun flicked his finger, taunting Dorr, "Thanks to your explosion just now, I was able to escape from the Demon Realm!"

"..."

Upon hearing these words, Dorl's eyes twitched involuntarily.

He sighed helplessly, "No wonder he's a professional wrestler, he's such a good actor, is he trying to distract me?"

"Hahaha!"

Guan Linchun suddenly grinned and changed the subject, saying, "Hey bro, haven't you had enough fun yet? This is your last chance!"

Dorl tilted his head, indicating his confusion.

Guan Linchun continued, "I mean, if you still don't admit that the outcome is decided, I'm going to punish you with 'terrifying wrestling'!"

Dol was getting increasingly irritated. "What do you mean?"

Guan Linchun cracked his fingers, making a snapping sound. "I just heard about your matter from the Wu clan."

"Hey bro, you got a beating from that 'demon' Wu Lei'an and that guy Bai Mu, and you lost those two 'battles', right?"

"..."

Duolton paused, then muttered through gritted teeth, "I didn't manage to defeat either of them!"

"Really? Heh..."

Guan Linchun scratched his head and teased, "Even the kids in the demon realm would find your way of arguing childish!"

Dorr was furious, his face darkening with anger.

Are you insulting me?!

He hooked his left ring finger, revealing the sharp blade at his elbow, which gleamed coldly under the bastard's streetlight.

"Even if he survives the dust explosion, in the end—he's just a clown who can't dodge; no matter how tough his body is, it's useless!"

To everyone's surprise, Guan Linchun waved his hand repeatedly upon hearing this.

"Survived a dust explosion? No, no, that's absolutely not true!"

Guan Linchun explained earnestly, "Actually, just now, [Prison Angel] Guan Linchun has already died!"

Dorr: "..."

Dor: "?"

The death row inmate was clearly taken aback. "What the hell..."

Guan Linchun grinned and continued, "What a pity! It was only because the [Hell Angel] was blown up in that stadium that I, the [Hell God], was able to return from the Demon Realm!"

Dor: "...??"

He was stunned for several seconds, his expression shifting from bewilderment to incomprehension, and then to anger, his face suddenly darkening.

Guan Linchun stuck out his tongue as usual, "So, I haven't felt a moment of sorrow for the [Hell Angel], now it's [Hell God]'s turn to fight you!"

Click!

Dorr brandished the blade at his elbow, lowered his center of gravity, pushed off the ground, and leaped forward, extending the outside of his right wrist to slash at Guan Linchun's left eye.

Swah——

puff!

The blade flashed coldly, spraying blood.

As a secret agent, Dorr is very familiar with the human body and knows where stimulation is most unbearable.

The pain of having one's eyeball slashed open by a blade is a dual physical and psychological torment that no toughest man could endure!

"Ah……"

Dol grinned sinisterly, intending to turn around and launch a high kick in pursuit.

But suddenly, he noticed that he couldn't move his right hand. It turned out that Guan Linchun had firmly grabbed his forearm and locked him in place.

How is that possible?!

"What are you laughing at, you idiot? I've got you!"

Guan Linchun's face was covered in blood, which stained the white paint red, yet he still grinned menacingly, looking terrifying.

Is it possible for someone to endure the pain of losing an eyeball?!