In the past years, in Killer City, there was a young man whose hands were stained with blood and killed the first mission target in his life.
he asked the master.
"What kind of killer is strong enough?"
The master said: "The fastest, the strongest, the sharpest reflexes, the most physically strong, and the sharpest eyesight."
"When it comes to fighting, it's nothing more than these few things, including kung fu and elixirs. They're all bells and whistles."
The young man pondered for a moment and asked, "How should I become stronger?"
After that day, the young master went to Lijian Country, which had the most advanced technology, and captured a group of top scientists and returned to Killer City.
A month later, under the threat of death, those scientists broke through the confinement of the industry and developed a new iron element, creating a weight-bearing iron block that was small in size but extremely high in density and mass.
Then, the boy's master gave him the only weight-bearing iron block in the world.
For ten years, the boy never took it off!
In these ten years, the boy has achieved the reputation of being the strongest!
God of Death——Devil Blade!
——
The people in the audience felt as if their world view had...collapsed.
The heavy-weighted iron block... smashed through the floor of the arena?
is this real?
Everyone couldn't believe what they saw.
But they had to believe it because it happened.
On the other side, Li Yuyan and Wang Xiaomeng who were entering the entrance covered their mouths with disbelief on their faces.
"Is this... so strong?" Wang Xiaomeng was confused.
Li Yuyan also didn't react. She had never seen Guan Sheng show all his strength.
But now, she sees it!
But...is this really all the strength?
Qi Xiaolong felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.
He climbed up from the ground tremblingly, his face covered with blood and densely packed with tiny wounds.
He turned around and stared at Guan Sheng. He couldn't believe that the realm he was so proud of... his skills... were all ineffective when facing Guan Sheng at this moment!
According to his expectation, the two swords he had just cut off Guan Sheng's head should have been easy.
Can……
But he only made one stab, and the other party smashed him to the ground like a towel.
So embarrassed.
So ridiculous.
So... fragile.
And the pride in his heart collapsed as the blood on his face continued to drip.
A steady stream of anger erupted at this moment.
The originally crazy female fans in the audience were even more silent and extremely quiet. In their eyes, the genius Mr. Qi...
"Vulnerable!"
Guan Sheng said coldly.
These four words perfectly fit Qi Xiaolong's state.
Qi Xiaolong's fist trembled: "Shut up, you fake!"
He roared angrily and charged again.
Guan Sheng narrowed his eyes, reached out and grabbed his wrist very quickly, and gave it a squeeze.
"Click——"
His wrist is broken!
"Ahhhh——"
Screams rang out from Qi Xiaolong's mouth, and his face was extremely painful.
Guan Sheng continued: "It's just a false name."
"you shut up!"
"you shut up!"
Qi Xiaolong's emotions collapsed, and he burst out all his energy and concentrated it on his other fist, smashing it into Guan Sheng's head.
But before the hand could be waved out, it was caught by Guan Sheng again.
"Crack!"
Broken!
Guan Sheng commented again: "Good for nothing!"
Uh-huh!
Swish, swish, swish!
Everyone's expressions changed.
Especially Qi Xiaolong, who was shocked on the spot and at a loss.
In fact, the outcome is already obvious.
It was completely a unilateral crushing by Guan Sheng.
Qi Xiaolong's collapse was also expected. A genius who had been enveloped in fame since childhood and held high by the name of genius was defeated in his first battle in the world.
Or he was defeated by an opponent he provoked, an opponent he despised, an opponent...even the entire Jiangcheng people looked down upon...!
No one can understand this sense of gap.
To make a person proud, all it takes is praise.
And all it takes is one person to crush that person's pride.
Especially for a genius, it's even easier!
Guan Sheng completely crushed him.
Feeling this strong sense of oppression, Qi Xiaolong still refused to believe it: "How could I lose..."
"Impossible...This is absolutely impossible..."
He never admits that he will fail.
However, the severe pain in his arms told him all the time that he was real.
He really lost.
Guan Sheng: "Nothing is impossible."
"Many people died in my hands."
"And you are just an ordinary person among this group of people."
"Ordinary... Tongtong..." There is no doubt that these four words once again defeated Qi Xiaolong's psychological defense.
At that moment, everyone in the audience could clearly see that Qi Xiaolong had broken through.
"You are just an ordinary person. I am Qi Xiaolong, the genius of Jiangcheng. I am the number one prodigy in the martial arts world, the best among the younger generation."
Guan Sheng chuckled and said, "That was before you met me."
Qi Xiaolong was dissatisfied: "Who are you? Can you compare with me?"
"Snapped!"
A clear and loud slap sounded.
Everyone's eyes widened.
And Guan Sheng's slap also directly knocked Qi Xiaolong to the ground.
Before the legendary Master Qi could get up, Guan Sheng kicked him in the face.
Just like stepping on those rubbish, stepping on this genius of Jiangcheng.
It’s still the signature old move.
Still the familiar smell.
It was still the same disapproving and slightly contemptuous tone.
Guan Sheng used the soles of his shoes to rub Qi Xiaolong's face fiercely.
This ultimate humiliation trampled on his dignity in front of so many people.
Qi Xiaolong completely exploded, struggling with all his strength to get up.
Seeing this, Guan Sheng simply pulled out the long knife stuck on the ground and slashed at his legs.
"Crack!"
"Tear!"
"..."
With a splash of blood.
In the air, one can see Linlin's white bones separated from the flesh and blood.
His legs... were broken.
Now I don't even have the qualifications to struggle... anymore!
Guan Sheng said in a deep voice: "What do you think I am?"
"Then what are you?"
Even if Qi Xiaolong had a thousand words to say, he could not express his frustration at this question.
Guan Sheng cast his eyes on the crowd in the audience: "This is the genius of Jiangcheng you call, the young master of the Qi family, Qi Xiaolong, whom you have longed for!"
"You say he is extremely talented and has powerful martial arts skills, unrivaled by anyone among the younger generation."
"But he couldn't even sustain one of my moves."
"You admire him, like him, and miss him, but don't forget that he can't even do the most basic respect for women."
"Three years ago, when he sent people to the Li family to order my wife to wait for him to come down from the mountain to marry, did he ask my wife's opinion?"
"You stupid and ignorant people, why did you come here today to watch his life and death arena?"
"Do you really think of something inferior to this beast as your idol?"
"Qi Xiaolong is an insidious and cunning villain. Do you know that?"
"..."
At this time, a die-hard fan in the audience was unhappy and immediately yelled at Guan Sheng.
"You fart, do you have any evidence? How come my brother Qi has become a cunning villain?"
"Evidence?" Guan Sheng smiled: "Of course I have it!"
After that, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.
"Dududu——"
When the call was connected, the voice came from the other end.
"Third Master!"
Guan Sheng asked: "Yellow rose."
"Is the matter done?"
"Have you caught the guy named Black Tiger?"
As soon as these words came out, Qi Xiaolong's eyes widened when he heard the words "black tiger"!
Is it difficult...could it be...
