Chapter 316 Conquering the Audience! Welcoming the Great Demon King's Arrival!

"Oh? Who is this divine being? Dare to snatch the meat already swallowed from my mouth? Seeing the erratic soul imprint before him, Lin Ran could no longer suppress the killing intent in his heart. Divine Might! Using the same method he used to break Vasily's thigh just now, Lin Ran struck again, intensifying the pressure on this soul imprint. Crack! The outer layer of this soul imprint was directly twisted and severed by Lin Ran's Divine Might, instantly transforming from a crystalline form into a soul form. Hmph, since you've come, you shall stay too! Lin Ran realized that all the actions of this soul imprint were driven by its own instincts, with no true mastermind behind it. Therefore, to uncover the real culprit behind this soul imprint, he had to possess it himself. Of course, this was not difficult. After all, this soul imprint, in its attempt to snatch Vasily's soul from Lin Ran, had established a connection between Lin Ran's divine sense and Vasily's soul. This meant that a temporary, unbreakable link had been forged between the divine senses of all three. Thus, Lin Ran easily followed Vasily's soul's divine sense, directly reaching the soul imprint's divine sense, and drawing them both into his eyes. Samsara Sealing Technique! Activating his Rinnegan once more, Lin Ran, after drawing both soul bodies into his eyes, released his hand and dropped Vasily's remaining corpse onto the ground. Although Lin Ran's main body had spared Vasily's physical form, the Amaterasu black flames, still exhilarated after consuming the blood flames, were not so merciful. They surged onto Vasily's body like hungry wolves. In just a few seconds, Vasily's body was completely incinerated, leaving no trace behind. Well, that's a direct cremation, no need for a funeral parlor... Lin Ran glanced at the utterly annihilated Vasily and casually spread his hands: "Next!" "Oh, right... the Crimson Leaf Country is seemingly wiped out, there is no next one..." "So, can my victory be declared now?" Having said that, he glanced at the referee beside him. The referee, who had been stunned by Lin Ran's overwhelming performance, snapped back to reality. Sensing the menacing gaze from Lin Ran's heterochromatic eyes, he shivered and quickly announced at the top of his voice, "Th-the winner of this match..." "Dragon Country! Lin Ran!" Lin Ran finally revealed a satisfied smile. Without a trace, he collected the Ice and Fire Dual Blades from the ground into his Soul Ring and then walked towards the stands. It was only then that the previously silent stands erupted into noise. Lin Ran's barrage of rapid-fire attacks had seemingly choked the spectators into silence. Too powerful! Too wild! Too monstrous! In just a few dozen seconds of offense, he had displayed an almost invincible presence! Not only could he suppress Vasily, who was sacrificing teammates and praying for divine favor, with his physical strength, but he also completely outmatched him in dual-blade combat. That was not all; while effortlessly engaging Vasily in close combat, he could also employ other skills and methods to aid his fighting, with every bit of magic used precisely and appropriately. Coupled with Lin Ran's recovery speed and stamina, which were akin to a beast's, he remained in an almost full state after successfully defeating Vasily – of course, they were unaware that this was partly due to Lin Ran's use of the Rinnegan to absorb Vasily's residual magic at the end. This was simply too overpowered! "Is this Lin Ran... he's really... really strong..." "Right... such an extreme display of power can definitely be considered one of the strongest individuals in this tournament." "Truly a demon king descending, sweeping across the world!" "I feel that among all the contestants in the entire team, there wouldn't be more than five people qualified to have a 1v1 battle with him..." "Watching the first match, Lin Ran felt like an enhanced Turing;" "Watching the second match, Lin Ran felt like an advanced Jin Taegwang;" "Watching this match, Lin Ran felt like a comprehensively superior Vasily..." "Damn it! There's no finding the limit of this guy!" "Exactly, the most outrageous thing is this..." "If he were just strong, that would be one thing, but what he's displayed seems like a boundless great circle, encompassing all the small circles of the other contestants..." "Not only can he defeat them by exploiting their strengths, but he can also crush them with a dimensional advantage in all other aspects! This is truly beastly!" "I really wonder if this is just his personal quirk or a tactic he intends to use for sustained deterrence." "Killing someone and then crushing their spirit... truly worthy of the title of the new great demon king..." "..." The moniker of Lin Ran the Great Demon King had already spread throughout Kyushu Island. Neither contestants nor spectators had any objections to this title. After all, for Lin Ran, who had continuously swept through rounds with overwhelming strength and earned handsome titles, a less imposing title would have been a letdown. Moreover, the dominant presence among the spectators – the people of the Sakura Country – inherently possessed a gene of admiration for strength. Due to years of lacking national confidence and the constant emasculation of their spirit by the Lighthouse Country, they harbored a pathological pursuit of individual heroism. Regardless of whether this person was friend or foe, they could deeply impress them. They yearned and prayed for a leader like Lin Ran to lead them in a fierce resistance and change their despairing situation. Therefore, countless dignitaries and prominent figures from the Sakura Country who came to watch the competition had developed an almost slavish admiration for Lin Ran. It was a great pity that this person was not a local contestant of the Sakura Country... If he were, wouldn't the Sakura Country truly have hope for a resurgence? Or, was there any way to bring this man, who seemed like a god descended, into their own ranks? But what price would have to be paid to recruit such a person? They looked at each other, unsure of what to do. Finally, an elder among them, highly respected, made the decision to pass the buck to their new national leader. That young, hot-tempered, reform-minded leader with wisdom and courage! A figure considered by countless Sakura Country citizens as a peerless ruler throughout the ages! Of course, these were all their own opinions...