Thunder Martial

The high platform was ten meters long, and the young man rushed up instantly with a surge of breath all over his body, with a chic posture and clean movements,

"Hush."

However, the action that he thought was chic did not receive a burst of applause, but instead got a lot of boos.

"I thought there was some way to do it, but I didn't expect it to be just a first-tier heaven."

"Silver-like wax gun tip, looks but not useful."

"This guy just monopolized a table of food and drank three jugs of wine. He must have drunk too much. The mere Yichongtian dares to shout here. He is looking for death."

The boos from the crowd became louder and louder, and after seeing the strength of the young man, several great geniuses also shook their heads, their eyes full of disdain,

"Haha, come on, let me see the unique skills of your big family." The young man laughed loudly, his voice was deafening,

"I really don't know how to live or die. With this little strength, I dare to learn the unique skills of the great forces."

"I don't even know how to die. I'm not strong, and I'm so arrogant. I'm just a brainless eater."

Disdainful voices came from all around again,

"Hmph, I still need a lot of power, I can kill you." Among the crowd, a figure swept up at a high speed, dodged to the high platform, and stood opposite the young man, a killing intent emerged,

"Cut me." The young man was taken aback, and asked: "Isn't it a competition? Don't tell me it's a life-and-death battle."

"Of course, young master, my time is precious, how can I have time to accompany you till the end."

The young man turned his head, looked at the powerful person in puzzlement, and asked: "Isn't it just a competition of skills, can it be a life-and-death battle?"

"Of course, my generation of monks is against the sky. We have walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Why not fight to the death?" Chu Xiong suddenly said. From the very beginning, he disliked young people.

Whether he eats or not, sits or not, and even speaks like a normal person, this makes him disgusted, but also has murderous thoughts in his heart.

Hearing this, the young man's face turned pale, and he said: "Then let's not fight, you can find someone else for the life-and-death battle, I'm just here to learn from each other."

After speaking, the young man will step down from the stage,

"Why, I don't dare to hear the battle of life and death.

How dare you are, you are still afraid that I will kill you. "The monk on the opposite side said disdainfully,

"Grandpa said that you can't fight to the death with people, because I'm too harsh and I'll beat people to death." The young man's face was pale, his eyes flickered, and he spoke insincerely.

"Ha ha."

There was a burst of laughter from below,

"Hahaha." The laughter grew louder,

"Hey, listen, what a funny reason."

"Obviously afraid of a life-and-death battle, but to say such a high-sounding reason is definitely a talent."

"Only a human being can come up with such a funny reason."

Many people couldn't help laughing,

There was laughter from the crowd, and a figure stood in front of the young man. It was Chu Xiong, who said coldly, "Whoever retreats and does not fight will die."

After the words fell, a terrifying aura erupted. Under this aura, the young man stepped back several steps, and once again reached the center of the high platform, his face changed horribly.

"Boy, this is the result of your unrestrained words. No one can protect you today." Seeing the young man come back, the cultivator opposite had murderous intent in his eyes,

He appeared at this moment, naturally to please the big power, if he can kill such a stunned young man, he will naturally gain the favor of the big power, and even the friendship of the big power,

"I can't do without a fight, do I have to kill him?" The young man stared at Chu Xiong,

"Kill if you can." Chu Xiong was very indifferent, and now he wished to kill this timid and stubborn guy with ink stains,

"Alright then." The young man's expression changed drastically, he looked at the young man opposite, and said, "I'm going to kill you."

"Boy, I heard you right, 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 said seriously, but his words lacked confidence.

There was laughter again from all around, everyone looked at this scene jokingly,

"Haha." The monk laughed, "You really know how to be funny, haha, the jokes are very nice, for the sake of telling me jokes, after I kill you, I can leave you with a whole body."

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 plan to let me make a move." The young man asked,

"Uh." The monk was stunned for a moment, unable to react. Could it be that there is a way to give up in a life-and-death battle?

"Make a move."

"Let's make a move, let's make a move."

"Let him make a move."

The voices of a group of monks sounded from below. They were purely joining in the fun. At this moment, they heard the young man laughing again, and they all echoed, but the smile on their faces was stronger.

Facing the shout from below, the monk turned his head, made a gesture that he thought was chic, and said slowly, word by word: "Okay, since everyone said so, then I will let you do a trick."

Cultivators are second heavens, youths are first heavens, the difference in strength is too great, monks are very confident,

"Haha, then you just wait to die." The young man didn't hear the joke in the words, he just laughed out loud, as if making a move gave him confidence,

But this laughter, once again in exchange for a sentence of disdain from the crowd,

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it quickly." Chu Xiong looked a little impatient, and urged,

"Okay, let's see how I will kill you." The young man seemed 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 let him make a move, why didn't you make a move?"

"What is he doing in the past? Is he going to fight in front of me, close combat, my God, this is too weird."

Everyone was preparing to see a joke, but the young man did not attack, but walked towards the monk. Although the pace was very slow, he would eventually reach it.

Walking in front of the monk, the young man raised his palm, and the brilliance flashed,

"Come on boy, after one move, I can finish you with one move." The monk had a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Buzz."

With a tremor, the young man's body surged with true energy, and a mask appeared. He promised to let the opponent make a move, but he didn't say that he couldn't defend.

Now that Erzhongtian's defense is opened, he thinks that the opponent can't break through the defensive mask,

With a flash of brilliance, under the gaze of everyone, the young man's palm fell and hit the monk's face,

"Peng."

The high platform shook slightly, and there was a soft sound,

"Haha, with such an attack, you still want to kill people, and you want to break through the defense, it's just a dream."

"It's just a mere tier one, but you dare to be so arrogant, and you hit such a blow, it's a foodie."

The young man slapped down, and there was a burst of laughter immediately,

Of course, not everyone was laughing, more than half of them were not smiling, and all of them opened their mouths wide open, as if they had seen something unbelievable,

"how so."

"My God, what did I see."

The person who was still laughing before, when his eyes fell on the high platform again, was also taken aback, extremely shocked,

On the high platform, the monk was slapped down by the young man, with blood pouring out of his mouth, as if he had endured great pain, his body twitched continuously on the ground, and after a few breaths, he stopped all movements.

The monk's eyes widened, and there was still a hint of horror in them, and the vitality disappeared immediately.

One slap killed a second-tier monk, but this person was a seemingly brainless foodie from the first-tier,

The contrast of such a distance made some monks watching the excitement want to vomit blood,

"how so."

"What the hell happened? I didn't hear that the mask was broken at all. This guy died."

Even if they saw it with their own eyes, it made many people feel unbelievable.

"I know, this guy must be arrogant. Before the opponent's attack fell, he automatically removed the mask, and he was strong enough to block the attack defenselessly."

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't figure it out. One person pretended to be smart and explained it.

"That's right, I seem to have seen the mask disappear earlier."

Immediately afterwards, another person spoke,

"Damn, I feel it too, it's that kid who is careless."

Then the third person spoke,

Afterwards, a few more people spoke, and the three became tigers. Everyone said so, which is naturally the truth.

So the monk died in vain,

Even a few geniuses didn't see why,

"I've said it all. I'm just sparring. I'm going to stop. Because of the life-and-death battle, I'm very ruthless. If I'm not careful, I will kill people."

The young man withdrew his palm and said innocently to the monk on the ground,

"No, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to go up and kill him."

"This guy is too shameless, do you really think he killed someone?"

"I'm going to kill him, kill him now."

The young man's words caused a burst of dissatisfaction, followed by a flash of brilliance, and another monk appeared. As for the previous one, he was dealt with directly.

Of course, before that, the young man groped for a while in front of the world, calling it a pretense, asking for his own spoils,

"Do you also want to compete with me?" The young man put away the spoils, looked at the monk in front of him, and asked doubtfully,

"Boy, stop talking nonsense, life and death battle, I fucking came up because of your shamelessness, how can I have so much free time to accompany you to learn from each other." This monk is very domineering, and he is also a second heaven, but he is obviously stronger than before Some,

"But why should I fight you?" asked the young man,

"If you don't fight, you will die." Chu Xiong spoke again, his voice was very cold,

"Haha, I heard it, kid. If you don't fight, you will die. Of course, if you fight with me, you will definitely die, but you can die later." The second monk laughed,

The young man frowned, obviously displeased,

After hesitating for a moment, the young man said: "If you want to fight, you can bet fifty yuan stones. If you don't have it, get out of here. Also, you are stronger than me, so you must let me make a move."

The young man's performance this time was very tough, and he bet fifty yuan stones as soon as he opened his mouth. Such a big gesture shocked everyone.

The monk on the opposite side has an ugly face,

"How about it, get out if you don't want to gamble." The young man became very arrogant and domineering,

But in the eyes of many people, this is to cover up the timidity in his heart,