The high platform was ten meters long. The young man's aura surged all over his body and he rushed up in an instant. His posture was elegant and his movements were neat and agile.
"Shh."
However, what he thought was a cool move did not receive a burst of applause, but instead received a lot of boos.
"I thought there was some way to do it, but I didn't expect it was just a layer of heaven."
"Silver wax gun tip looks good but not useful."
"This guy just monopolized a table of food and drank three bottles of wine. He must have drunk too much. He dares to make noise here for a mere first-level person. He is simply looking for death."
The boos in the crowd became louder and louder, and after seeing the young man's strength, several great geniuses shook their heads with disdain in their eyes.
"Haha, come on, let me see the unique skills of your big family." The young man laughed, his voice deafening.
"You really don't know how to live or die. With this little strength, you still dare to learn the unique skills of a big force."
"I don't know how I died. I was not very strong and yet so arrogant. I was just a brainless foodie."
Disdainful voices came from all around again.
"Hmph, I can kill you even with great power." Among the crowd, a figure quickly flew up, dodged to the high platform, and stood opposite the young man, a solemn murderous intention emerged.
"Behead me." The young man was startled and asked, "Isn't this a sparring match? I'm going to fight to the death until the point is reached."
"Of course, my time is precious, young master. I don't have time to accompany you until the end." The person who came was very proud, and the aura around him was surging. He was a strong man from the second heaven.
The young man turned his head and looked at the powerful man with confusion, and asked: "Isn't it just a competition of skills? Is it possible to fight to the death?"
"Of course, we monks have gone against the will of heaven and walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Why not fight to the death?" Chu Xiong suddenly said. From the very beginning, he had disliked the young man.
Whether he was eating or not, whether he was sitting or not, he was not even talking like a normal person. This made him feel disgusted and also had murderous thoughts in his heart.
Hearing this, the young man's face paled obviously and he said: "Then let's not fight. You can find someone else to fight to the death. I'm just here to compare notes."
After saying this, the young man will step off the stage.
"Why, you don't dare after hearing about a life-and-death battle. How dare you? Or are you afraid that I will kill you?" the monk opposite said disdainfully.
"Grandpa said that you can't fight to the death, because if I strike too hard, I will beat people to death." The young man's face was pale, his eyes flickered, and his words were insincere.
"Ha ha."
There was a burst of laughter from below.
"Hahaha." The laughter grew louder and louder.
"Hey, listen, what a funny reason."
"You are obviously afraid of a life-and-death battle, but you still come up with such a high-sounding reason. You are definitely a talent."
"Only a talented person can come up with such a funny reason."
Many people couldn't help laughing.
There was roaring laughter from the crowd, and then a figure stood in front of the young man. It was Chu Xiong. He only heard him say coldly: "Whoever retreats and does not fight will die."
As soon as the words fell, a terrifying aura erupted. Under this aura, the young man took a few steps back and reached the center of the high platform again, his face changed horribly.
"Boy, this is the result of your speaking freely. No one can protect you today." Seeing the young man coming back, the monk opposite had murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
He appeared at this moment, naturally to please the big forces. If he could kill such a stupid young man, he would naturally gain the favor and even the friendship of the big forces.
"It won't work without fighting. Do you have to kill him?" The young man stared at Chu Xiong.
"Kill if you can." Chu Xiong was very indifferent. Now he wished he could kill this timid and arrogant guy.
"Okay then." The young man's face changed horribly, he looked at the young man opposite and said, "I'm going to kill you."
"Boy, did I hear you correctly? What did you say?" The monk laughed and looked at the young man jokingly.
"I said, I'm going to kill you, are you ready?" The young man spoke seriously, but he didn't have the confidence to speak.
There was laughter again from all around, and everyone looked at this scene jokingly.
"Haha." The monk laughed, "You are really funny. Haha, the jokes are very good. For the sake of telling me jokes, I can leave you a complete corpse after I kill you."
The monk laughed, but there was murderous intent in his eyes.
"You are the second heaven, and I am the first heaven. Don't you want to let me make a move?" the young man asked.
"Uh." The monk was stunned, unable to react. Is there any way to give up in a life-and-death battle?
"Give one move."
"Give one move, give one move."
"Let him take a move."
The voices of a group of monks rang out from below. They were just joining in the fun. At this moment, they heard that the young man was making fun again, and they all agreed, but the smiles on their faces became even stronger.
Facing the shouts below, the monk turned his head and made a move that he thought was cool. He slowly spoke and said word by word: "Okay, since everyone said so, I will let you do it."
The monks are on the second level, and the young people are on the first level. There is a huge difference in strength. The monks are very confident.
"Haha, then you just wait for death." The young man did not hear the joke in the words and just laughed, as if giving in gave him the confidence.
But this laughter was once again met with contempt from the crowd.
"Stop talking nonsense and take action quickly." Chu Xiong looked a little impatient and urged.
"Okay, let's see how I kill you." The young man looked very confident and walked towards the monk step by step, his steps were slow but firm.
Of course, in the eyes of many, this is a timid step.
"What is he going to do?"
"Didn't you give him a move? Why didn't you take action?"
"What was he doing when he walked over? Is he going to fight in front of me, a close-quarters fight? Oh my God, this is so weird."
Everyone was preparing to watch the joke, but the young man did not attack, but walked towards the monk. Although the pace was very slow, he eventually got there.
Walking up to the monk, the young man raised his palm, and rays of light flashed.
"Come on, boy, after one move, I can kill you with one move." The monk had a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Buzz."
With a tremor, the young man's body surged with true energy, and a light shield appeared. He promised to let the other party make a move, but did not say that he would not be able to defend himself.
At this moment, when Erzhongtian's defense was opened, he thought that the opponent could not break through the defensive light shield.
There was a flash of light, and under the gaze of everyone, the young man's palm fell and hit the monk on the face.
"Peng."
The high platform shook slightly, and a small sound was heard.
"Haha, with such an attack, you want to kill people and break through the defense. It's just a dream."
"For someone who is only a high-ranking person to dare to be so arrogant and strike such a blow, he is simply a foodie."
The young man slapped him, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.
Of course, not everyone was laughing, more than half of the people were not laughing, and all of them had their mouths wide open, as if they had seen something unbelievable.
"how so."
"Oh my God, what did I see?"
The people who were still laughing before were surprised and extremely shocked when their eyes fell on the high platform again.
On the high platform, the monk was knocked down by a slap from the young man. Blood poured out of his mouth, as if he had suffered great pain. His body kept twitching on the ground. After a few breaths, he stopped all movements.
The monk's eyes widened, with a hint of horror in his eyes, and then the vitality disappeared.
A slap killed a monk from the second heaven, but this man was actually a seemingly brainless foodie from the first heaven.
The contrast at such a distance made some monks watching the fun want to vomit blood.
"how so."
"What happened? I didn't even hear the light shield shattering. This guy actually died."
Even if they see it with their own eyes, it is incredible to many people.
"I know, this guy must be arrogant. Before the opponent's attack could land, he automatically removed the mask and blocked the attack without any defense."
After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure it out, so someone pretended to be smart and explained it.
"Yes, I seemed to have seen the photomask disappear early."
Immediately afterwards, another person spoke.
"Damn, I feel it too, that guy is just careless."
Then the third person spoke.
After that, a few more people spoke, and the three of them became tigers. Everyone said this one after another, and it was naturally the truth.
So the monk died in vain.
Not even the great geniuses could see why.
"I've said it before, I'm just sparring, and that's it. Because in a life-and-death battle, I'm very ruthless, and I'll kill someone if I'm not careful."
The young man retracted his palm and said innocently to the monk on the ground.
"No, I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to go up and kill him."
"This guy is so shameless. Do you really think he killed someone?"
"I'm going to kill him, and I'm going to kill him now."
The young man's words caused a burst of dissatisfaction, and then with a flash of light, another monk appeared. As for the previous one, he was dealt with directly.
Of course, before that, the young man groped the opponent for a while in front of everyone in the world, claiming that he wanted his own spoils.
"Do you also want to spar with me?" The young man put away his trophies and looked at the monks in front of him, wondering.
"Boy, stop talking nonsense. It's a life and death battle. I came here just to see how shameless you are. How can I have so much free time to spar with you?" This monk is very domineering, and he is also in the second level, but he is obviously stronger than before. Some.
"But why should I fight with you?" the young man asked.
"If you don't fight, you will die." Chu Xiong spoke again, his voice cold.
"Haha, you heard me. If you don't fight, you will die. Of course, if you fight with me, you will definitely die, but you will die a little later." The second monk laughed.
The young man frowned, obviously unhappy.
After hesitating for a moment, the young man said: "You can fight if you want, just bet fifty yuan. If not, get out of here. You are stronger than me, so you must let me take a move."
The young man acted very tough this time, and he even bet fifty yuan. Such a big gesture shocked everyone.
The monk opposite had an ugly face.
"Well, if you don't want to bet, get out of here." The young man became very arrogant and domineering.
But in the eyes of many people, this was to cover up the timidity in his heart.