After hearing Su Dacheng's words, Ling Tian smiled.
"Leader, even if I don't fight in this arena, will I be safe? Things are not that simple.
The Americans have already put a bounty on me, and now many teams from various countries know about it. They are all eager to try."
Ling Tian had not been idle. He had been treating people generously at the bar, mingling with everyone around him, and quickly gathered a lot of useful information.
The fact that the Americans had offered a bounty to eliminate Ling Tian was no longer a secret.
"You say you, child, how can your heart be so big? Hurry up and retreat to the ship. At least everyone on the ship is our own people, and it will be much safer."
Su Dacheng was a bit depressed. This Ling Tian was too much of a worry. The key issue was that before coming, he had been instructed by many people to ensure Ling Tian's safety.
But now, it seemed extremely difficult to achieve this.
According to Ling Tian's file, this guy was definitely a law-abiding citizen. However, as soon as he arrived abroad, this guy turned into a dangerous element!
Ling Tian shook his head, "I won't go back to the ship. If I go back, what about your medical support?"
"There are doctors on the island too. At worst, we can spend money to hire island doctors..." Su Dacheng said through gritted teeth.
"But can you guarantee the medical skills and character of those doctors?
Besides, with the prices on this Hell Paradise Island, hiring doctors here to treat would cost an astronomical sum. Who would pay for this?"
"This..." Su Dacheng was rendered speechless by Ling Tian's words. Even a hero could be brought down by a lack of money, let alone when it wasn't a matter of a small amount of money anymore.
"Leader, I know you are worried about my safety. It is precisely because of this that I want to display my strength in the arena!
At least in the arena, all confrontations are out in the open, which is better than hidden dangers.
Also, by displaying my powerful strength in the arena, it will make those people a little wary!"
"But, swords and blades have no eyes. You should know that no one who comes to this island is easy to deal with!"
"That's natural. I know what I'm doing. But don't worry, even if I encounter an opponent I can't defeat, it won't be easy for them to kill me. I have my own means of self-preservation and escape!" Ling Tian said confidently.
"Alright, Xiao Su, let's not put any more pressure on Ling Tian. This kid is unusual. If he says he knows what he's doing, then he definitely does.
This is the era of youth now. They have to step up and take responsibility." Xuanyuan Jie said.
"Sigh..." Su Dacheng sighed.
Just then, the door to the lounge was pushed open, and Xuanyuan Tangfeng, holding a long package, handed it directly to Ling Tian.
"Ling Tian, your weapon. Your next match is against a Japanese devil. Don't show any mercy. If you can chop him into minced meat, then definitely don't just chop him into pieces!" This guy had a warlike expression and was already itching for a fight.
"Don't worry, Brother Xuanyuan. Do we Chinese need any mobilization to fight the Japanese devils?"
"Haha, well said, good luck!"
The time for the match finally arrived. The lounge door opened, and Ling Tian, carrying the Ghost-Cutting long saber, walked directly onto the arena.
At this moment, Hashimoto Gorō, his opponent, was already standing there. This guy also had two Japanese swords tucked into his waist.
These two swords were also extraordinary, crafted by top Japanese forging masters and passed down for a hundred years.
Hashimoto Gorō saw Ling Tian arrive and was about to bow in greeting, but Ling Tian immediately stopped him.
"Alright, cut the crap with all those fake rules. I hate you hypocritical Japanese people the most. You clearly hate us to the bone and want to split us with a single sword, but you always pretend to be polite. Why bother? Hurry up and draw your swords!"
Hashimoto Gorō was a bit confused. He didn't understand what Ling Tian was saying.
Ling Tian directly placed his hand in front of his neck, made a throat-slitting gesture, and then pointed at Hashimoto Gorō:
"You, die die die!"
At this, Hashimoto Gorō understood Ling Tian's meaning. He immediately became furious and quickly drew the two Japanese swords from his waist.
Ling Tian noticed that Hashimoto Gorō's two swords seemed different. The blades were incredibly bright, like mirrors.
Ling Tian, at this moment, also drew the Ghost-Cutting long saber from its sheath.
This long saber was entirely black. Up close, one could see dense, fish-scale-like patterns on the blade.
If a forging master saw these details, they would surely recognize that this saber was truly forged through a thousand refinements!
To craft this long saber, Ling Tian had no idea how much mental energy he had consumed, how many days he had spent, and how many failures he had endured before obtaining this weapon.
Ling Tian knew very well that his weapon, for now, could only be considered fine.
It was still a certain distance from becoming a divine weapon. The most important thing was that this weapon did not yet have a soul!
How a weapon could have a soul was actually very simple: it needed constant killing, constant bloodshed. When too many people died under a weapon, that weapon would naturally gain a soul!
Ling Tian held the saber with one hand, his eyes fixed on Hashimoto Gorō, a smile playing on his lips.
Ling Tian found it quite amusing. He had named this saber Ghost-Cutting, and the first target for Ghost-Cutting to "sacrifice the flag" was a Japanese devil. This was indeed quite fitting.
Hashimoto Gorō was very cautious. He did not launch an attack on Ling Tian at first but instead circled Ling Tian with his sword.
He was looking for a weakness in Ling Tian, and only then would he strike.
However, Hashimoto Gorō soon felt that things were difficult. Ling Tian just stood there, motionless, but no matter how Hashimoto Gorō circled him, a certain aura was firmly locked onto Hashimoto Gorō.
Hashimoto Gorō was also a master of swordsmanship and had very keen senses. He also sensed this aura from Ling Tian!
Finally, Hashimoto Gorō lost his patience and initiated the attack first. He took a step forward, his left-hand sword thrusting directly at Ling Tian's chest, while his right-hand Japanese sword was held in a ready stance, poised but not yet unleashed.
This was actually a characteristic of the Shingetsu-ryū kenjutsu, which was very stable and impenetrable in defense, minimizing openings for the opponent.
However, Ling Tian also discovered that Hashimoto Gorō was indeed very skilled in swordsmanship. Even when executing a thrust, the timing, angle, and force of the strike all yielded completely different results.
Ling Tian could feel that with this thrust, whether he dodged or blocked with his weapon, it would be somewhat awkward, as the opponent's right-hand sword was always ready!