Many dignitaries who remained calm couldn't help but slap the table. Tang Xuanming's unabashed ridicule was in front of tens of thousands of spectators.
This act of directly slapping the sacred mountain and the pure-blood beast in the face made some big shots extremely unhappy.
This extremely bad behavior will destroy the majesty established by the sacred mountain over the years.
Many people look at the major sacred mountains and the various ancient relics with something wrong.
The young man in the field who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old was really as easy as eating and drinking water to kill the ancient relics, which caused many people to have an illusion.
"So is the ancient relic really that weak?"
"We can't go on like this. Don't continue to let the ancient relics test you. Chi You's strength is indeed top-notch in the realm of cave heaven. Let the younger generation of geniuses in the clan come up!"
When a big shot speaks, there will be no needless testing.
Continuing to send low-quality players like this will not cost Chi You much, but will disgrace them.
They deliberately built a high-altitude auditorium to suppress Chi You's arrogance.
No matter how terrifying Chi You's fighting power was, at this moment, they were still condescendingly looking down at everything and watching the battle take place on the battlefield.
They placed their own status at a higher level, looking at Chi You like looking at a gladiator.
"Oh, after defeating one or two clowns, do you think there are really no heroes in the world? You are so short-sighted."
A tall man jumped onto the altar. This man was at least over 1.9 meters tall, with strong muscles all over his body. His arms were thicker than Tang Xuanming's thighs and even his waist.
The two standing together formed an extremely strong contrast.
Tang Xuanming was already quite tall at this time, more than 1.7 meters tall. He had a slender body and strong limbs. If viewed alone, he could be regarded as a handsome young man.
But compared with the tall and tall man who jumped on stage, he looked petite and exquisite.
You can worry that the big man with a strong head could beat Tang Xuanming into two pieces with one punch.
"How come there are adults competing in the cave-heaven level?"
Some people in the audience were confused, but they were quickly answered.
Uncle Jingbi, who had been mentioned many times by Tang Xuanming, appeared in the stands at some point. He gave full play to his Immortal King-level knowledge and explained humbly.
"Although that big man is tall and strong, he is actually not yet an adult. He is a pure-blood white tiger from Xiling Beast Mountain. He is born with abundant vitality and blood, and his tall stature is very different from ordinary people.
This is true even when he turns into a human form. If you don’t believe it, look carefully at his eyebrows, there is still a childish look on them.”
"It seems to be true!"
The crowd sighed in conviction.
But on the stage, facing a big man with an arrogant posture, maybe even a pure-blood beast, Tang Xuanming remained unhurried, with a leisurely posture and slow movements.
"You are qualified to let me write down your name..."
There was a proud smile on the big man's face, but as Tang Xuanming spoke the second half of his sentence, the smile quickly solidified.
"Pure white tigers are worthy of being put on the menu. Tiger penises and tiger bones can be used to make wine. As for tiger meat, it seems good to make a dragon-tiger soup."
"You will pay the price for your words. When I devoured the human race, you were not born yet, you weak monkey."
Bai Hu was not angry because of Tang Xuanming's words, but his eyes clearly turned cold.
Countless people in the audience were paying attention. On one side was the famous Chi You, the genius of the human race who defeated a pure-blooded golden-winged roc with one blow.
On the other side is the representative figure of Xiling Beast Mountain, the pure-blooded white tiger beast.
The reputation of pure-blood beasts does not need a detailed introduction. Killings over the years have proven the power of pure-blood beasts.
"Let us wait and see who wins and who loses this time."
"Chiyou, the peerless genius of the human race, vs. the pure-blood white tiger of the Xiling Beast Mountain, the betting has officially begun, everyone is betting and leaving!"
Mr. Bird is a familiar salesman among the crowd. He has a lewd and obscene smile on his face and introduces the odds to many people as he walks.
"The odds are now 1:3. If Chi You wins, you can win three times. If Chi You loses, you will only have double the winning rate. Buy it and leave it. Don't miss it if you pass by!"
Since the battle in the field was about to break out, in order to facilitate the sale, Master Bird directly used his spiritual voice to transmit the message and introduced all the information in an instant.
Many people who were just joining in the fun suddenly became interested.
It seems a bit regretful not to hold on to such a grand battle scene for a while!
"Why are you not optimistic about Chi You? Even the pure-blooded Golden-winged Dapeng was defeated by him with one blow? The white tiger from Xiling Beast Mountain may be stronger, but it shouldn't be that ridiculously strong!"
Someone raised a doubt in their mind and got the answer in an instant.
"The realm of moving blood is completely different from the realm of cave heaven. In the realm of moving blood, as long as the strong people of the human race are willing to pay, and are willing to use some powerful ancient relics, or even the blood of pure-blood beasts to baptize their descendants, they can still achieve the true meaning.
At the highest limit, in the realm of moving blood, it is not inferior to the descendants of mythical beasts.
But in the realm of cave heaven, the power of bloodline has gradually become apparent. It is conclusive that the human race is inherently weak and has poor leisure talents. The limit of the cave heaven realm recognized by the human race is eight cave heavens, and most powerful ferocious beasts require their descendants to reach nine cave heavens.
, that is their true limit.
From this point of view, there is no comparison between the human race and the powerful ferocious beasts. Otherwise, why would most of the powerful human race's geniuses worship the sacred mountain? I heard that the supreme genius of Prince Wu's Mansion worshiped the controller of the Demonic Lake.
As a teacher.
Only the powerful pure-blood beasts have the method of cultivation to open up more caves, but most of the human race does not. If the genius stays in the human race, it will only decline."
Some humans took the initiative to explain this bet and gained support from many people. It has been like this for a long time.
The human race has always been engaged in the most terrifying battles in the battlefield of beasts, fighting against the golden-winged roc, the pure-blooded Taotie, and the black true beast.
Countless people die in battle every year, but there are still many big human families that allow their most talented young men to join the Holy Mountain.
Because the pure-blooded beasts have always had the upper hand in the battlefield of beasts, although there are occasionally top strong men who kill pure-blooded beasts, there are not many rumors. Instead, every year there are reports that top figures from the human race die at the hands of pure-blooded beasts.
For a long time, the top figures of the human race have been preaching that the human race's cultivation talent is not inferior to that of the divine beasts, and it can also open up nine caves in the sky, and is not inferior to anyone in the same realm.
But the effect has never been good. Rumors that the blood of pure-blood beasts is superior to others have been circulating among the human race, and it has even almost become an existence similar to unspoken rules.