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"Is this all you've got? It's nothing special!"

Shi Hao smiled slightly and instantly exerted force with his five fingers.

There was a "click" sound.

The golden longsword that Jian Wushuang was holding was actually crushed by his bare hands!
"you……"

Jian Wushuang's expression changed drastically. He tried to retreat, but it was too late.

Shi Hao struck out with his palm, hitting him squarely in the chest.

"--boom!"

Jian Wushuang was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the arena, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

With a flash of white light, the Beast Fang Life Talisman on Jian Wushuang's body was activated, directly sending him out of the secret realm.

In an instant, the entire venue fell into dead silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief, and it took them a long time to come to their senses.

The Sword Valley's prodigy was actually defeated in a single move by a mere youth from the lower realm!
This is terrifying!

"Who else?"

Shi Hao shook his hand, his gaze sweeping over the crowd again, his tone full of provocation.

A commotion arose in the crowd, but no one dared to go on stage again.

They were scared.

Although Shi Hao only struck with one palm, he was able to knock out the beast tooth life talisman on Jian Wushuang's body, which shows how terrifying the power contained in his seemingly casual strike.

Otherwise, Jian Wushuang would never have been defeated so quickly.

If Jian Wushuang hadn't had that beast tooth life-sustaining talisman to replace his life back then...

The opponent's body is probably already lying on the ring.

"I'll do it..."

Just then, a rough voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

A burly man had already jumped onto the ring.

The other person was shirtless, his body bulging with muscles, like an iron tower.

"It's the Demon Tyrant of the Demon Dragon Sect!"

Someone recognized him as the first generation of the Demon Dragon Sect, and also the strongest member of the Demon Dragon Sect this time.

"Boy, you killed members of my Demon Dragon Sect before, now I'll make you pay the price..."

The demon tyrant looked at him with a cold smile.
Shi Hao glanced at him and said calmly, "Enough with the nonsense, let's fight."

"court death!"

With a roar, Yao Ba slammed his fists into the ground.

"--boom!!!"

The arena trembled violently, and countless spikes shot out from the ground, piercing towards Shi Hao like sharp swords.

Shi Hao flashed and began to weave through the spikes like a ghost.

Although the spikes were dense, they couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

"Too slow... You're even weaker than that Jian Wushuang from before, yet you dare to call yourself the First Generation?"

Shi Hao's voice came from behind Yao Ba.

Yao Ba's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly turned around, only to see a fist already smashing down in front of him.

"--Bang!!!"

The demon tyrant's massive body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the arena and immediately losing consciousness.

A flash of white light, and he was sent out of the secret realm.

However, he and Jian Wushuang soon returned to the scene again through the Beast Fang Life Talisman.

However, at this moment, they no longer had anything to replace their lives.

If I were killed again, I would truly be doomed.

With both Yao Ba and Jian Wushuang being killed, the entire arena fell silent once again.

Shi Hao stood in the center of the arena, hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, like a war god descending to earth, filling everyone with a sense of oppression.

After a while, seeing that no one dared to challenge him anymore, Shi Hao simply waved his hand and shouted to everyone in the arena, "If it's really too much, then all of you can come at me at once, so I don't have to fight you one by one..." "Lower Realm Sinful Blood, cease your arrogance!"

No sooner had Shi Hao finished speaking than two figures jumped onto the arena at the same time.

"The Magic Sunflower Garden, the Magic Wind."

"Butian Sect, Bai Yu."

The two men flanked Shi Hao from the left and right, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Descendants of sinful blood are unworthy to be here!"

Demon Wind snorted coldly: "Today I'll show you the power of my Demon Sunflower Garden!"

Bai Yu also sneered, "An ant from the lower realm dares to run wild in the upper realm? They really don't know what's good for them!"

A chill flashed in Shi Hao's eyes.

He only intended to exchange and verify what he had learned, and had no intention of killing anyone.

But these two people immediately called him a "descendant of sinful blood," which crossed his bottom line.

"Sinful Blood?"

Shi Hao sneered, his gaze fixed on the demonic wind: "You cultivators from the upper realm, when you slaughtered the creatures of the lower realm back then, did you ever think about whether you were committing any crimes?"

"Spreading heresies and misleading the public deserves to be punished..."

Mo Feng formed hand seals, and black energy surged around him, transforming into countless black vines that swept over Shi Hao and wrapped around him.

Bai Yu then summoned a white longsword, which transformed into countless sword shadows, directly piercing towards Shi Hao.

The two worked together seamlessly, one on the left and one on the right, blocking all of Shi Hao's escape routes.

A glint flashed in Shi Hao's eyes, and with a swift movement of his feet, he charged towards the two without hesitation.

Despite the seemingly dense attacks from Mofeng and Baiyu, they were unable to catch up with him at all.

"You have the worst tongue, so I'll start with you today..."

Shi Hao instantly rushed in front of Mo Feng and threw a punch containing particles of divine images.

Mo Feng crossed his arms in front of his chest, trying to block Shi Hao's punch.

But his arm was instantly shattered the moment it touched Shi Hao's fist.

"--puff!"

Mo Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

He struggled to stand up, only to find that all the bones in his body were broken.

"you……"

Before Mo Feng could utter a single word, Shi Hao had already stepped on his back.

"Sinful Blood?"

Shi Hao looked down at him, his face full of disdain, and said, "Someone like you, trash, dares to judge cultivators from the lower realms?"

Seeing that things were not going well, Bai Yu turned around and tried to run away, but Shi Hao would not give him the chance.

He appeared in front of Bai Yu in a flash.

Without saying a word, he immediately struck out with his palm.

"--boom!"

Bai Yu was struck hard and sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.

Shi Hao walked up to him, looking down at him and said, "You just called me an ant? Then what are you now?"

Bai Yu's face was ashen, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Shi Hao didn't waste any words with the two of them.

He first took the beast tooth talismans from their bodies.

Then he killed them one by one with a single punch!
Because he didn't have a beast tooth talisman on him.

After Mo Feng and Bai Yu died, they were not teleported out of the secret realm. Instead, they fell to the ground with their eyes wide open, their bodies returning to their original forms. Shi Hao then used them as food and stored them in his cave.

Then, Shi Hao turned to look at the entire arena and continued shouting, "Anyone else who wants to fight me? Come on up..."

Hearing his arrogant words, all the cultivators from the upper realms were so angry that their teeth itched, but no one dared to step onto the arena.

Lin Dong, seeing this, couldn't help but laugh, "So you so-called geniuses of the Upper Realm are nothing but a bunch of cowards who fear death..."

...(End of this chapter)