Su Sheng's loud laughter reached the ears of everyone present, and along with the roar of the stone just now, everyone was shocked. The bloated man looked at the elders of the Sword King Sect and Barbarian Batian,
"You two, what's your explanation?"
"You must give us an explanation for this matter."
People who bet on the stone to win are very excited. You must know that the odds of the stone are extremely high. If the stone is determined to win at this moment, it will really make you rich.
The expression of the elder on the side was completely gloomy. At this moment, he didn't know what to do. Quang Zhong had also woken up. Shi Shi's words just now still echoed in his ears. His face was pale and his voice was like a mosquito.
"As expected..."
Suddenly a blast of wind came, and a huge illusory portal appeared on Barbarian Tyrant's back.
"Boy, you must have bewitched the stone. Come and die!"
A pair of huge fists came into Su Sheng's eyes, with a look of disdain on his face.
"You've just entered the Tongxuan realm at such an old age, you're really rubbish."
Su Sheng slowly raised his palm, and Man Batian even thought he was crazy, with a vicious look on his face.
"You asked for this!"
The strength of the Tongxuan Realm burst out. Everyone felt the pressure and stepped back one after another. Some ordinary people only felt a chill on their backs and their legs and feet began to tremble unconsciously.
"He won't be punched to death."
The few people who had just supported Su Sheng murmured in low voices.
Boom!!
The smoke filled the air, and the elder had a sneer on his face, "Dare to go head-to-head with Barbarian Tyrant, this guy is famous for his extraordinary strength."
Shitou looked worried. His life depended on resuscitation at the moment. If he lost, his fate could be imagined.
Just when the Sword King Sect was fully confident, a lazy voice sounded,
"Embroidered fists are not enough to tickle your young master."
Barbarian Batian was shocked at this moment. Su Sheng's palm easily grabbed his fist, and he quickly calmed down.
"Hmph, you're bluffing." With his other hand, he slashed at Su Sheng's head like a vertical knife. The latter smiled slightly and said,
"Sicha, as a young master, don't you think you can fight back?"
Su Sheng grabbed the palm of Barbarian Batian's fist and held it tightly. Suddenly a scream sounded,
"Ah—my hand!"
The sound of cracking bones resounded throughout the audience, and everyone was shocked on the spot. Just now, they thought that Su Sheng would definitely die, and they were thinking about countermeasures, but they didn't expect to see such a shocking scene.
"Is this true?" The bloated man had a dull look on his face. A man with the same condition next to him slapped him, and he covered his fat face and said, "Oh, what are you doing?"
"Does it hurt? It seems like it's true."
. . . . . .
Man Batian's distorted face was panicked. He looked at Su Sheng's cold and handsome face at the moment. He was really scared. This guy could torture him with just one hand.
"Brother, please tell me what you have to say." Man Batian kept trying to get rid of Su Sheng's big hand, but found that no matter what he did, it was like being stuck in a swamp. The more he struggled, the more painful he became.
"Oh, do you know how to talk properly now?" Su Sheng looked disdainful.
"You know, you know, I will definitely speak well." Man Batian endured the pain and forced a smile to look at Su Sheng.
Seeing the smile on his twisted face, Su Sheng felt sick and quickly threw him away.
Barbarian Batian, who had survived the disaster, was actually a little happy, because he had really felt the threat of death from Su Sheng just now.
"Master Man, are you okay?" The old man glanced at Su Sheng, a little stunned. His strength was not much different from that of Man Batian.
"What do you think? The bones in my arm are all broken. Without a good elixir, it will probably take a while," Barbarian Batian said angrily at this moment.
Su Sheng yawned and looked at the stone behind him, "Do you want this championship?"
Shitou was stunned, then slowly shook his head.
Su Sheng was a little surprised, "This championship is yours, why don't you want it?"
Shitou thought for a while and said, "It's okay not to have such a champion."
Su Sheng smiled slightly and was very satisfied, "That's right. This kind of garbage-like champion will do what he wants."
But then someone shouted, "Sir, you have to win the championship, otherwise we will all go bankrupt."
The bloated man picked up his pants, strode over and said,
"We have invested all our wealth. If we lose, we will have no choice but to eat dirt. Brother, can you persuade him?" He poked Su Sheng's arm.
Su Sheng was speechless. Gamblers were the least worthy of pity. Just when he was about to persuade him that money was something that was outside the body, several breaking news came. It was the elders who had just fought for the heavy weight.
"Boy, you are really brave to come to my Sword King Sect to cause trouble."
The old man just now also breathed a sigh of relief. After he realized that something was wrong, he quickly sent a message to them.
Waves of high-level coercion from the Tongxuan Realm came over. The figures beside Su Sheng lowered their heads slightly and hurriedly avoided it. The bloated man who had greeted him cordially just now had already fled away. Before leaving, he did not forget to say,
"Brother, why don't you admit it and apologize?"
The old man was full of confidence at this moment and yelled loudly, "Boy, you came to my Sword King Sect to cause trouble and confuse people's hearts. What crime do you deserve?"
Su Sheng didn't say much and watched their performance quietly. An elder above his head shouted,
"The Sword King Sect's competition is fair and just. These two people are obviously working together to ruin the reputation of our Sword King Sect."
There was a commotion in the scene. Some people believed the elder's words. After all, the Sword King Sect's competitions had been held for many times and no flaws were found.
"Boy, tell me, who ordered you to do this?"
Shitou was a little flustered. Every figure in the air was once a senior he admired, but now they were here twisting the facts and trying to kill him. He couldn't help but feel sad.
Su Sheng scratched his cheeks and asked with a smile, "Why are you three here? Or are you the only ones in your Sword King Sect who can take action?"
"Hmph! To deal with you, I alone am enough, let alone three people, it is already unnecessary."
Su Sheng looked at the old man who was talking, his two beards flying in the air as he spoke. He was too lazy to talk nonsense. What we were playing was reality. Quarrels were too boring.
Su Sheng said no more and directly raised his fingers, "Come and let me kill you."
Everyone on the side couldn't help but think that he was crazy. These few people were not something that Barbarian could even imagine.
The old man who had just spoken was furious. A young boy dared to look down on him like this. A portal appeared behind him, which was more solid and mysterious than Barbarian Tyrant's.
"Let me see where your confidence lies?"
Man Batian looked at this portal in surprise,
"This old guy's Xuanmen is so terrifying. He deserves to be a high-level elder in the Tongxuan Realm." He glanced at Su Sheng and saw that his face was calm. He had time to look at him, smiled slightly, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Bewildered,
"Is this kid really confident, or is he playing with fire and burning himself?"
The huge fist carried the sound of breaking wind, and he couldn't help roaring,
"Little thing, it's time for this farce to end! The Sword King Sect will not tolerate provocation!"
"Tiger Fist!"
Looking at the huge fist in front of him, like a tiger pouncing on food, Shitou closed his eyes and did not dare to look again.
Su Sheng didn't panic at all, he stepped forward slightly with his front foot, then raised his right hand into a fist, slowly accumulated strength from behind, and punched the opponent. Suddenly he thought of something and shouted,
"Remember, this punch is called a deliberate punch!"