The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 224 Woods’s Dignity

With a thud, Woods crashed heavily to the ground. For safety, the ring's surface was just plain dirt, which now filled his mouth as he hit the earth.

The Japanese team, equipped with various devices and live-streaming the event, burst into merciless laughter, clearly enjoying the show.

"I heard you took on the entire Martial Club United all by yourself. I thought you would be impressive, but you're nothing more than a joke! No, a clown. What was that performance just now? A hungry dog eating dirt?

I’ll give you a chance. Just lie down, show your submission, and if you act like a good little dog, I might consider giving you a good meal. At least you wouldn’t have to lie on the ground eating dirt like this."

Takashi Sato laughed heartily, looking down on Woods, who lay defeated on the ground.

"Ha! You dare humiliate me like this? I'll kill you!" Despite falling, Woods kicked up from the ground like a sprung fish, launching himself toward Takashi Sato with incredible speed.

Flying towards Takashi, Woods lashed out with his clawed hand aimed at the Japanese man’s mouth. The disrespectful words spouted by this foreigner insulted his country—Woods was determined to shred his mouth for it. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

M-country citizens might fight amongst themselves when there are no outside threats, but when faced with an enemy, Americans must set aside their personal conflicts and stand together against their adversary. Even if they battled each other fiercely, the presence of a foreign foe meant instant unity. This was the spirit of America!

As Woods's claw neared him, Takashi Sato didn't dodge. With a swift motion, he reached out to grab Woods's hand. His fast reaction allowed him to precisely seize Woods’s hand, twisting sharply at the wrist.

With a sickening crack, Woods's arm was twisted into a spiral, causing him to fall heavily to the ground with a thud.

"Ah... Ahhh..." Woods rolled on the ground clutching his broken arm, screaming in excruciating pain.

Takashi Sato approached and looked down upon him. "Do you submit?"

"I'd rather die than submit to you, a Japanese man! This is America's soil, and you Japanese need to get out!" Woods spat defiantly, despite the agony. With fierce determination, he propped himself up with his uninjured left arm and stood.

As an American, he refused to lie down before a Japanese man. He could be killed, but he would never bow down. Americans do not bow before the Japanese.

"Oh! I didn't expect such resilience from a nobody like you. But I do enjoy it when Americans show some backbone. After all, even the Americans with the stiffest spines must bow before our Japanese warriors and submit!" Takashi Sato proclaimed boastfully.

He came to America with a purpose, to stand above every martial artist in the Martial United and force American martial arts experts to grovel before him.

"I'll give my life if I have to, but I'm going to kick you out of America's land! America does not welcome the Japanese!" Woods declared, brimming with defiance and national pride.